Berklee College of Music is a place where you can get in as long as you have money, just like the girls in a club.
Australian Berkeley is pretty weak; it's like ordering a $198 package and ending up with a 198-pound technician.
But Boston Berkeley does have some real talent.
There are those just coasting along, working in small town workshops disguised as clubs, which are basically no different from barbershops. But there are also those who can be the stars at top luxury clubs, with great figures and excellent temperaments.
Bai Qing likes to play music and has a certain talent for it.
Although due to various reasons she didn't study it well, she ultimately has a bit of an eye for it.
The picture Wu Tianqi sent had a song written on it.
Good or bad, it's at least passable in terms of lyrics, and there is an overall artistic conception, though the rest is yet to be seen.
There are many lyricists among the folk, so it's not surprising.
But for Bai Qing, this is enough to make her wet...
Good-looking, not lacking in intelligence, can play games, and can write lyrics...
He's grown right into her heart perfectly.
She vaguely felt that she had found the key to several locks on her body.
"Wu Tianqi, I warn you one last time, don't say anything bad about my husband from now on! And quickly give me his WeChat!"
After sending this message, she immediately found the record of her buying a game account in the middle of the night.
She originally didn't want those two accounts anymore, after all, it wasn't a pleasant experience.
She didn't even leave her WeChat, never thought there would be any follow-up.
Now... she couldn't wait to dig up every tile she had walked with Li Yang and bring them home.
...
12:30.
Li Yang was eating in the cafeteria when Jiang Banxia came over with her tray.
With a slight smile, she sat down facing Li Yang.
Before they had even started eating, Jiang Banxia said, "Don't blame me for not answering your question this morning, it's because Wu Tianqi wouldn't give me the phone."
"That guy is the stumbling block on my road to success."
"Haha, it used to be you dragging him to skip classes."
"Huh? How do you know?"
Li Yang felt that Jiang Banxia knew a lot, things he couldn't even find in his memory, Jiang Banxia said directly.
"Uh... he told me..."
Li Yang took a big bite of rice: "This disloyal and unjust traitor!"
"Exactly, a traitor! I'll also cut ties with him, later I'll buy a phone myself and won't use his anymore."
Li Yang: "..., you change sides faster than turning pages."
Jiang Banxia, smiling, asked, "I learned from you, after all, a man learns from many teachers..."
"Then call me Master and let me hear it."
Li Yang joked, and Jiang Banxia immediately called out, "Hello, Master Li!"
The voice was sweet.
But...
"Why does it sound like you just flagged down my car on the roadside, and once I've driven you to your destination, you're getting out?"
"Haha, everyone takes a taxi, but some take it to reach their destination, while others take it for the final destination."
"What about you?"
"Of course for the final destination, but I can't miss the scenery along the way."
"Then I'll specifically take you to remote places, where there are no sights to distract you."
"Sure."
Jiang Banxia's smile was radiant.
After eating, while there was still time before class, Li Yang accompanied Jiang Banxia to a place selling phones at the school gate and spent 300 yuan on a second-hand phone, also getting a sim card.
Liu Dayou can't watch all the time; it's just that someone might report it.
As the two walked back to school, Jiang Banxia said, "I see that your recent practice is starting to stray from basic knowledge, maybe you should stick to simpler problems."
"Why?"
"Because... simple problems make up a big proportion of the Gaokao, and scoring 530 should be feasible for you."
"Huh?"
530?
This number is the benchmark for recruiting students in this year's repeat class elite program.
Not only do you not have to pay tuition, you even get a 300-yuan monthly food subsidy.
Repeat students are the main force in the Gaokao in Zhongyuan Province.
Jiang Banxia thought it was simple; Li Yang, in a short time, couldn't improve much, but if he tried hard, repeated a year, there was a chance.
From the questions Li Yang asked, it was clear he learned quickly, meaning his learning talent wasn't buried.
He was just a bit late to turn back.
If he had done so half a year earlier, he'd still have a chance.
Jiang Banxia said, "I reckon I won't make it to Qingbei either, will probably head to the nearby Jiangzhou University, close to home. Next year, I'll be your guide..."
"I think you just want to be my senior. Not going, not going, just this year! I'll take whatever score I get, in these last twenty-plus days, I'll fight with this world!"
Li Yang was determined to win the Qingbei bonus!
Even if he fails the entrance exam and gets expelled, he has to get that bonus.
Originally intended to follow the ancestors, sell some songs after rebirth, but he didn't understand musical notes, only how to sing.
He wrote some lyrics, asked Wu Tianqi to find some music students to inquire about the situation, but it all came to nothing.
The only possible way to make money from lyrics is to form a team when he has money, hum tunes while others compose.
But by then, music wouldn't be promising at all.
And it's risky, even though the songs he remembers haven't been published, who can guarantee the lyrics aren't already in some musician's drawer?
Plagiarism is risky; if you can't make quick money, it's pointless.
Seeing Li Yang's resolute face, Jiang Banxia inexplicably gained confidence in this guy.
"Yes, fight with this world!"
She went back to the classroom and wrote this phrase on the front page of her study materials.
And Li Yang was flipping through looking for any real questions related to the Gaokao.
He often asked Jiang Banxia for help with questions, which weren't created by him but were already there, similar types; mostly just different numbers or different results required, the method used was the same.
Except for the last math problem, he couldn't find it anywhere.
He couldn't possibly write a question by hand and then ask for help, right?
Jiang Banxia's question bank in her mind was dozens, even hundreds, of times stronger than his.
If a question she'd never done suddenly appeared hand-written by him, after the Gaokao, even if she didn't want to overthink, she'd still ponder.
Back at the dormitory, he thought for a bit, then hurried to the internet café.
Since that question isn't on the market, he'll make sure it exists in the market.
He could completely compile a test paper himself and slip in his own content.
For example, create a "Huanggang Secret Test Paper: 30-Day Math Paper for the Gaokao."
With so many papers on the market, who knows if this kind of question has appeared before.
As long as he prints it out, takes the printed version to ask for help, changes the numbers, it's just someone else predicting the questions well, nothing to do with him.
As soon as he logged into his QQ, he heard a cough.
He looked; it was from an unfamiliar number, a new account.
"Husband, add me!"
"Reject!"
He didn't want to waste time on Bai Qing. What happened before is over, and Bai Qing herself is aware of the danger, reducing the chances of future problems.
He was just about to search for some questions when a girl sat next to him.
Just as he switched the page, he heard the girl say, "Do you still like to sit here because I sat here once?"
Li Yang smiled and said, "Could it be that the machines here are cheaper?"
He was at the Xinhua Internet Cafe closest to the school, where a small part of the machines were still from five or six years ago, cheaper internet fee, one yuan per hour.
If you're not gaming, it works fine.
Wang Manqi said to herself, "I know you purposely let me see you walking with Jiang Banxia, and obviously, you succeeded; I'm here now, say whatever you want, I'll give you a chance."
Wang Manqi admitted that she panicked when she saw Li Yang and Jiang Banxia chatting and laughing on campus.
"Say what?"
"You asked Jiang Banxia to act with you, didn't you just want to make me jealous?"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Before Li Yang could speak, the computer immediately transmitted a coughing sound.
He clicked on the flashing icon and found another friend request.
The key point was, the profile picture for the account was a photo of Jiang Banxia.
Request message: Husband, I really miss you, want to cuddle, want to hug, want AA!
The nearby Wang Manqi was completely dumbfounded.
When did Jiang Banxia become so... bold!