"Edward Sir, you're a physical education teacher, and you can help Miles. But I have a passion for singing. I love singing. Can you assist me in honing my singing skills?" Austin said to Edward with a slight smile on his face.
"Austin, you just said that you were the winner of our Horizon High School's singing competition, right?" Edward said as he looked at Austin Coleman with a smile.
He took Miles as an example, and Austin was the first to jump out and question it. 'Isn't he very proud of his singing?'
Since this was the case, Edward of course wanted to teach Austin some humility. Austin had strayed into class 9 of grade 11, so naturally, he wasn't an honor student.
Only to see him raise his eyebrows and say confidently, "That's right, Edward Sir, I'm the first place winner of our Horizon Campus Singing Competition. If my academic scores go up, can Edward Sir teach me in the field of singing as well?"
Edward smiled and said, "Of course. I can teach you. But you won't believe me. So why don't we compete in front of the whole class to know who is a better singer?"
Edward's words were exactly what Austin wanted to say. He nodded his head and glanced at the rest of the students again, the smile on his face increased.
"Edward Sir, it's not good to just have a competition without a prize."
Edward just smiled, he knew that Austin was thinking that he had gotten the better of him, and had even started to make conditions.
Edward nodded his head with a smile and said, "You're right, it's no fun to have a competition without a prize. We'll each sing a song, and after we're done, the whole class will act as judges to give us scores. The side with the highest score wins. If you win, then like student Keith, Miles and the others, you can skip class, how about that? If you lose then you'll behave yourself in class from now on. And if you want to pursue music? Then increase your academic marks and trade them with me for the opportunity to learn music."
Hearing this, Austin nodded his head without even thinking and responded, "Okay, Edward Sir as you say. Just keep your promise."
'I'll lose? Heh heh heh. I am the best singer in Horizon High School. Edward Sir, you are a physical education teacher. How can you beat me in singing? You can just dream about beating me.'
"Wow. Edward Sir is actually going to sing against Austin?"
"Austin is the man who defeated school goddess Caroline."
"He looked handsome."
"What handsome. He's the most similar imitation of my dick. I can show you if you want."
"Can Edward Sir sing too?"
"I don't know."
"Heh heh, this is going to be a good show."
The other students in class 9 of grade 11 were talking with each other. All the students were watching in anticipation for the singing battle between the two.
Some students turn on their cell phone cameras to record the competition between a student and teacher.
"Student Austin, you go first." Edward stood on the podium and gave Austin a 'please' gesture.
Austin stood on his seat and cleared his throat. His face was filled with a confident smile. He thought that he would win this and get the chance to not attend the class easily.
After suppressing the excitement in his heart, Austin adjusted his posture. He slightly closed his eyes as his entire body began to immerse itself.
A student who was the deskmate of Austin had already opened the Cloud Music, and a familiar music began to echo in the classroom.
"What the. Is he playing the music of…"
"Yes, Austin is going to sing 'Windy'."
"That's not a good song to sing but if he sang it well, then it's okay."
"I don't know how many people on the internet have become meme because of singing this song."
"Yes, it looks like I have to make a meme of my friend. Sigh, god give strength to my friend. And help me to make a meme of him."
"Hey, shut up. It's starting."
In order not to disturb Austin's singing, a small number of students were whispering in low voices.
When the last trailing note of the prelude fell, Austin, whose eyes were slightly closed, finally spoke.
"It's been a long walk."
"Follow the traces of a teenager drifting."
"The moment before leaving the station."
"I hesitated."
"I can't help but laugh at the inevitability of this nearness."
"And the sky in the village is still so warm."
"The wind is blowing the way it used to be."
"Once upon a time, when I first knew the world, I lingered."
...
A low, but energetic voice slowly comes out from Austin's mouth. As he slowly sang the song, the gazes of everyone in class 9 of grade 11, including Edward, all focused on him. Austin's singing is that good which can easily capture the attention of anyone.
These few lines had completely captured their attention. It was worthy for Austin who was able to take first place in the Horizon Singing Competition. It's so good to listen to his voice. Many students marveled.
"Now walk through this world."
"Across thousands of streams."
"Turn over the years on different sides."
"I can't help but break into a smile when I see you."
"I was overwhelmed by the vastness of the world."
"And I've drowned in its dreams."
"Not to be true, not to struggle, not to be afraid of jokes."
"I've dedicated my youth to it."
"And have flicked summer from my fingertips."
"Let the heart do what it wants, and let it do what it wants."
"Walking against the light. Let the wind and rain blow."
...
When Austin sang the climax of the song in a highly recognizable voice, it caused many girls in the class to shriek and whistle.
"Ahhhhh! It's so good."
"Austin really sings so well."
"Does he have a girlfriend? I want to go after him."
"He got a girlfriend already, and don't forget that you are my bitch."
"Hey, no you are my bitch."
Edward, who stood on the podium, was listening to Austin's voice nodding slightly. It was worthy of being a child who had discovered his strongest talent early on.
His great voice alone was enough to keep him clothed and fed. If he went through systematic study and training about singing, he would be able to go to the next level in terms of his singing skills and singing techniques.
After the song finished, Austin remained stuck in the singing he had just done, his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the joy and fulfillment that singing brought him. He truly loved singing. It is his passion. But his family doesn't agree with him taking this path. He resisted, struggled, and in the end it was the same old story. Edward's appearance caused a hint of anticipation to grow within him.
After all, Keith and Miles were promised by Edward that they could play games and write novels without any need to attend the class.
"Clap. Clap."
Edward, who was on the podium, was the first to applaud Austin's performance. The other students quickly reacted and started clapping for Austin.
"Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap."
The thunderous applause resounded throughout the entire class 9 of grade 11, and even throughout the fourth floor of the teaching building.
"What are those assholes in class 9 of grade 11 doing again? How can students in my class study in their presence?" Andrea Kent, the homeroom teacher of class 10 of grade 11, frowned and coldly grunted with great dissatisfaction.
She stood up, wanting to go find Dean Harry to come over and lecture the students of class 9 of grade 11 again. However, on second thought she stopped, because she remembered how they acted in front of Dean when she first called him. Instead of lecturing the students of class 9 of grade 11 he lectured her. And told her to go to her class to teach the students without wasting anymore time.
Thinking about it again, Andrea sat down on her chair. And when she looked at the students below who were talking with each other, she snapped, "Study properly, don't act like the students in class 9 of grade 11. If you can't get into college at that time, you'll be the ones to find fault in yourselves. It's just the first day of second semester and you're fooling around, what's the matter with you?"
The students of class 10 of grade 11 could only stop their commotion and continue reading and studying. It was just that their hearts were filled with curiosity about what was happening in class 9 of grade 11? For the students of class 9 of grade 11 to clap that hard that even in their class it sounds loud.