Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 382 Come to a Campus Concert
Feng Pei smiled and said: "This teaching building was built ten years ago. At that time, there were still many students, but now more and more students go to the county to study, so many classrooms are empty. There is no way, I still go to school here Many of them are parents working part-time, grandparents take care of them, and those who have a certain financial ability transfer to the county to go to school. After all, the teaching quality there is high and the teachers are well equipped. At least some people take music lessons."

"No way? You don't have music lessons?" Du Hui was surprised when he heard that.

"Last year, one was assigned, and he left after not staying for long. The conditions are not good and the salary is not high, and there is no room for advancement. How do you think you can keep people?" At the end, Feng Pei also sighed.

"Feng Pei, can you teach me?" Zhang Yang joked.

"It's impossible for me to take the music lessons of all the classes by myself, right? After all, the principal has a lot of chores."

This is true.

The few people walked and chatted to the playground behind the school. The area is quite large, but the middle part is actually covered with plastic.There are basketball courts and football fields, and there is a rostrum at the front.

"Feng Pei, your school's hardware facilities are good." Yu Dongqing said.

"In the past few years, the country has invested a lot in rural education and made great efforts to improve the facilities, but the problem is that the students are gone, hey," Feng Pei sighed.

On the rostrum, two teachers were using ladders to remove the banners hanging in front of the rostrum, and a few students beside them were helping.

"Just held an event?" Liu Yimin asked casually.

"Hey, the county organized an event and invited several well-known folk singers in our city to carry out a folk song into the campus activity. It was supposed to be our school's turn tomorrow, but it was canceled due to the cold weather." Feng Pei explained.

Oh I got it.

Zhang Yang suddenly thought of something: "Brother, I have a good idea. Anyway, we can't go around this day, so how about we hold a performance in this school? Enliven the cultural life of the campus!"

Zhang Yang was just talking, but Feng Pei actually agreed.

"It's ok, the school doesn't have any cultural activities, and it can't be done without teachers. Tomorrow is the weekend, and they won't come! Let's do it!!"

Of course, everyone has no objection. Anyway, when everyone is idle, it is quite meaningful to hold a free performance for the children.

All the musical instruments in the car are complete, just need a stage and a microphone broadcaster.

It was Du Hui who thought more. He asked, "Feng Pei, it doesn't matter if we sing, but if you let the band enter the campus, don't you report to the County Bureau of Culture and Education?"

"Report? Forget it? I'm worried about this report. Didn't you give the leader a problem? Approve it? Are you worried about safety? Will something happen? Don't approve it? This can be regarded as an active campus life, right?
So, it is best not to say at all. "

"Hehe. Sure enough, he is still a member of the system, and he has won the essence of it." Everyone laughed after hearing this.

With a goal, everyone is busy.

Back at Feng Pei's house for lunch at noon, Yu Dongqing and the others discussed the songs to be performed tomorrow, and Feng Pei went to the school to hold a short meeting with the school leaders and expressed his thoughts.

The team members were all dumbfounded when they heard this.

The few folk singers stopped coming, but a folk singer came?
The band is the famous Qing Manglu, not some pheasant band, and they are classmates of the principal, so the background is very serious.

But, will the County Bureau of Culture and Education agree?

What if there is an accident?
But seeing Feng Pei's persistent look, everyone didn't say much.

Anyway, if something happened, you should bear it on your head.

Of course there is still a problem.It turns out that folk songs come into campus activities because other singers bring their own audio amplifiers, but the Qingmanshoe Band just came from Yinchuan, and they have musical instruments but no audio amplifiers!

"Just use our school's own!" Feng Pei immediately made a decision.

"Principal Feng, the things in our school are all old-fashioned, and the sound quality is relatively poor. Can it work? They are all professionals!" the office director asked.

Feng Pei listened and thought for a while: "I'll call and ask."

Feng Pei went out of the office and called Yu Dongqing to explain the situation. Yu Dongqing smiled and said that it was okay. As for the students who want to listen, it is good for everyone to be happy.

"I think the audio amplifiers we used in school were also junk. Don't you still listen to them with gusto?" Yu Dongqing replied.

"Okay then, let's get ready!"

Feng Pei organized people to set up the venue at the school. Of course, Yu Dongqing and the others will not be idle. Although it is just a performance for the students, they must be well prepared.

First choose the song, and then rehearse. The place is Feng Pei's yard. The four of them moved the music out of the car and practiced in the yard.

Although the weather was a bit cold, everyone rehearsed quite seriously. The musical instruments and singing quickly attracted the children in the village, and they all ran over to watch the fun.

In the end, even those old men and women who smoked pots and visited everywhere were attracted, standing by the yard and watching from the top of the cave dwelling, as if they were going to a market.

Fresh.

Such a foreign-style thing that I usually only saw on TV, but now it actually appeared in front of my eyes.

In the evening, Yu Dongqing and the others had finished their rehearsal, and Feng Pei also came back from school. At first everyone packed up their instruments and prepared to rest, but a group of children still stayed outside.

"Uncle, can I touch the Qin?" A chubby little boy looked at Yu Dongqing.

Before Yu Dongqing could speak, Feng Pei hurriedly said, "Xiaohu, don't mess around, go home!"

He knew that Yu Dongqing's guitar looked unattractive, but it was a high-end guitar worth 10,000+.

But Yu Dongqing didn't say much, and handed the guitar to him with a smile. The little boy held the guitar carefully, and fiddled with the strings twice with his little hands. When the strings made a "bouncing" sound, the little boy smiled happily. up.

With the little boy taking the lead, the other children also mustered up their courage to play, Zhang Yang and the others tried their best to be satisfied, Liu Yimin even enthusiastically taught a little boy to play the drums.

"Yes, tap this first. Then tap this. Pay attention to the rhythm."

The little boy actually learned from Liu Yimin in a decent way.

Ah?
It's pretty rhythmic.

It was only later that the little boy played the frontier waist drum with his grandfather.

They played until after [-] o'clock in the evening, and when they had dinner in the countryside, the group of children dispersed separately.

"Kids, go to school tomorrow and cheer us on." Zhang Yang greeted with a smile before leaving.

"Okay, uncle." The children said in unison.

After the children left, Yu Dongqing and the others packed up their musical instruments and went back to the cave for dinner. Feng Pei smiled and said to them, "I was really nervous just now. I was worried that the children would break your precious Gadas."

"This thing is not so delicate." Yu Dongqing said with a smile: "Besides, musical instruments are for playing. Don't look at these kids as small, maybe there will be musicians among them in the future."

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