Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 487 186. "Don't you guys believe in light!"

It turned out to be a strange teacher.

"Strange teacher?"

The monkey's attention immediately shifted from the pair of ponytails to the two figures walking far away from the school gate.

Even if he has never met Mr. Deng, he can tell at a glance which of the two is the strange teacher.

"my diao"

Probably because of the boring primary school life, the monkey is full of imagination for all new things. His expression is like seeing the Hulk, and his eyes are shining.

Muttered in his mouth and exclaimed again, "I am diao"

Of course Wang Xiaohu could feel the strong excitement in the monkey's tone, he could only shake his head silently when he could say nothing.

What's so surprising about this, Wang Xiaohu couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the girls.

The monkey immediately turned to the east entrance of the teaching building. What did he see? I'll wipe~~I'll wipe.

"Hey, hey," the monkey stretched out his hand to pat his side without looking sideways, but the pat was empty.

Two seconds ago, Wang Xiaohu didn't look at the voice when he heard the voice, turned around and went into the auditorium.

The monkey had no choice but to grasp the distance that was not too long and not too short to continue enjoying it alone.

The female students in the dance team are really tall and beautiful. Qiao Zhizhi, the leader, has already taken off her long sleeves, and her tight dance jacket is even more eye-catching.

Qiao Zhizhi got closer and closer, and the monkey no longer dared to look directly at her.

Seeing that there was only less than five meters away, Houzi pretended to be waiting for someone, and looked around casually. In fact, he took a last glance at Qiao Zhizhi from the corner of his eye, so he was reluctant to turn his head and enter the door.

Rebellious son.

The monkey cursed inwardly, only to hear the laughter and words from behind getting louder, as if he was laughing at him.

He immediately quickened his pace to catch up with Wang Xiaohu.

"I seem to hear them talking about you." The monkey whispered.

Wang Xiaohu: "Why does your tone sound envious?"

Monkey: "Me!!"

"of course not."

He said no, but the monkey felt a little wronged in his heart.

Wang Xiaohu really didn't care who was talking about him, he was wondering why the teacher came here all the time.

Why didn't Teacher Ni come?
He knew that the strange teacher taught singing, so the strange teacher came today to teach everyone how to sing?

After unloading his schoolbag, Wang Xiaohu realized that the zipper of his schoolbag had not been pulled.

Just ran all the way with your mouth open?Was it seen by the dance team?

"monkey."

"Why."

"Why didn't you remind me that my schoolbag wasn't pulled?"

monkey:"???"

"Didn't you always like not to pull on purpose before? And let me be with you!!"

Wang Xiaohu: "!!!"

"Monkey, am I always like this in your eyes?"

The monkey was puzzled by the question, "What kind?"

Wang Xiaohu sighed, patted the monkey on the shoulder,

He zipped up his schoolbag, turned around and walked towards the stage.

The monkey looked at Wang Xiaohu's handsome back, protruding(前盘哉)!

He was installed again!

Then he dropped his schoolbag and ran to follow.
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When Deng Shiqi brought Fangzheng to the door of the rehearsal hall, he happened to have a face-to-face with some children from the dance team.

One of the girls saw the teacher's card hanging around their necks, and said hello teacher heartily.

Deng Shiqi has long been used to it, and responded with a smile: "Hello."

When a group of little girls walked away, Fangzheng asked softly, "Are you sure they aren't junior high school students?"

Deng Shiqi: "It should be confirmed that the Jinhua Junior High School is next door."

Fangzheng sighed, "What do children grow up eating today?"

Deng Shiqi: "That's right. When I graduated from elementary school, I was less than 1.5 meters long."

Fangzheng: "I am 1.8 meters."

Deng Shiqi: "Hehe."

I have long heard that Teacher Fang has some special abilities, and Deng Shiqi felt it personally.

Deng Shiqi: "This is Teacher Fang."

When he reached the door, Deng Shiqi stepped in first, and Fangzheng followed behind him.

Unlike the hot and dry outside, the chilly air conditioner in the rehearsal hall makes people feel happy physically and mentally.

Fangzheng's small eyes had already scanned the entire stage and the front row of audience, "Which one is the director?"

Deng Shiqi: "The director doesn't come on a regular basis. He won't come this time. I don't think he will come today. The one on the left with the white T-shirt and the shawl hair is the person in charge of this event, Mr. Qiu."

As the two walked side by side, the children on the stage were much quieter now, and they looked at this side curiously.

"Teacher Deng."

The person in charge, Mr. Qiu, stepped forward to say hello, his eyes rested on Fangzheng, and he extended his hand enthusiastically, "This is Mr. Fangzheng, hard work."

At noon, Lao Dong had already contacted Mr. Qiu and said that a new rehearsal teacher would be there in the afternoon.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Teacher Qiu." Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and nodded to Teacher Qiu.

What should be said has already been mentioned on the phone at noon. At first, Teacher Qiu was a little dissatisfied with Jin Nian's change of rehearsal teacher. In less than half a month, he changed two teachers.

But when he heard that the person sent today was a master of vocal music who came back from Italy, Teacher Qiu's mentality changed instantly, and he thanked Lao Dong repeatedly on the phone.

After exchanging a few simple greetings, Teacher Qiu looked at his watch: "The two teachers, let's start directly."

Deng Shiqi nodded, "Teacher Fang, you and Teacher Qiu talk about the new arrangement plan, and I will take the children to sing first."

Fangzheng: "Okay, Mr. Deng, tell the children to keep their voices down, open their mouths, and sing softly."

Deng Shiqi came to the stage, assembled the formation and explained Fang Zheng's words, walked to the piano and played the prelude.

The children sang along.

When Fangzheng heard it, he thought it was good, the quality of this temporary choir was not bad, he thought the children would not be light.

For Fangzheng, children's voices are the most unique, he likes children's voices, and he said that as long as the children are a little softer, the singing effect will immediately become different from yesterday's video.

It has nothing to do with the sound quality of the on-site comparison recording, it is simply a change in the intuitive effect brought about by changing the way of singing.

Teacher Qiu looked at Fangzheng's face full of intoxication, and couldn't interrupt him for a while.

But she felt that Teacher Fang was really feeling like an artist at the moment.

For a moment, "Not bad."

Fangzheng turned to look at Teacher Qiu and praised, "The children initially have a certain basic musical literacy."

Er. Teacher Qiu didn't know how to listen to this for a while.

This time the choir has gone through layers of selection, and the members selected in the end are basically those who have learned vocal music, are good at singing, or have many years of experience in learning musical instruments outside of school. Could it be that such a group of children can only achieve basic Certain basic musical literacy?

Shouldn't it be a fairly good musical quality?

But given that the other party is a professional, Teacher Qiu didn't feel unconvinced, "Thank you, the children have worked hard in practicing with Li during this time."

Fangzheng originally wanted to say that the direction was wrong, no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless, but fortunately, he immediately realized that it was inappropriate to say this: "I can hear it."

Then the subject changed, "Teacher Qiu, this is what I think."

Fangzheng proposed a complete rehearsal plan regarding the problems existing in the current program and the performance time.

Rehearsal implementation includes rearranging voice members, refining rehearsal time, etc.

After hearing this, Teacher Qiu hesitated for a moment. The rehearsal time is easy to discuss, and the school can fully cooperate.

For the sixth grade students who can participate in this activity, the school has communicated with the parents of the children, and the parents support them. Parents who are worried about affecting their children's junior high school entrance exams have not agreed to their children's participation in this activity.

So there is no problem with the arrangement of rehearsal time.

Just re-arranging the voice members and adapting the music, doesn't it mean to let the children start over? It has been lined up for such a long time, and there is only one week left, can the children do it?
What's more, it was arranged according to the director's intention before, but now it is changed like this, what should the director do?

But Teacher Qiu felt that Fangzheng's plan sounded really good.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Fang, I understand your thoughts, let's do this, today you arrange according to your ideas, and let Director Li see the effect tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"It's a discussion between you two."

Fangzheng grinned: "Don't worry, I believe in the taste of old artists."

Teacher Qiu was taken aback for a moment before realizing that the old artist Fangzheng was talking about was Director Li, "Okay, with you two, I believe our chorus program this time will definitely shine at the party."

Fangzheng affirmed, "That's for sure."

Although Teacher Qiu likes humble people, the confidence exuding from Fang Zheng's body still makes her look sideways.

She felt that after this show, she would definitely be able to work in the Wang School smoothly.

"That's hard work."

Teacher Qiu gave up half of his body, and invited Fangzheng to the stage with a gesture of invitation.

After Fangzheng took the stage, the children's attention was obviously on him, which can be judged by the change in singing voice.

After giving Deng Shiqi a gesture to continue, Fangzheng used the gesture to draw the children's attention back to the singing.

His gestures were sometimes high, sometimes low, and sometimes gentle. Although the singing voice did not change significantly, some children could already be seen following Fang Zheng's gestures in the details.

In front of the piano, Deng Shiqi's peripheral vision was always on Fangzheng's body. It has to be said that the other party is a professional after all. Following the other party's command, he felt that he played much more easily.

Fangzheng didn't stay on the spot to direct. After the singing became stable, he started to turn around the venue.

Walking behind rows of children, sometimes he would stop and tap a child on the shoulder.

After a full turn, he returned to the center of the stage after the whole song was over.

"Hi everyone, my name is Fangzheng. You can call me Teacher Fang, or Teacher Ultraman."

Deng Shiqi:
Teacher Qiu: .
Just silence on stage.

After a pause, Fangzheng was a little surprised, and his voice was a little sad and angry: "You guys don't believe in light?"

Hahaha--

The stage became joyous for a moment, "Believe it!!"

Fang Zhengle: "Students who were selected by the light strike just now, please come out and stand on the left hand side of the stage."

Monkey really liked this teacher Altman so much, while the other students who were patted on the shoulder were still hesitating, Monkey was the first to walk out of the team swaggeringly.

He will be the first man chosen by the light!
With the monkey taking the lead, more than a dozen children came out one after another.

In the envious eyes of the surroundings, he walked to the left side of the stage.

Wang Xiaohu was in the envious eyes.

Although he has changed his habit of being pushy, he still believes in Light.

Monkey is always so lucky, Wang Xiaohu can only envy him, but he is more happy.

At least his best friend was chosen by Kwang.

Deng Shiqi understood Fang Zheng's meaning when he saw the children who came out. These children were the children with the worst qualifications in the choir.

Teacher Altman, who was selected by Guang, showed the smiling faces on the children's faces, all of which had to make Deng Shiqi take a closer look at Fangzheng.

A man who looks stout but has a delicate heart.

Fang Zheng had a new label in Deng Shiqi's heart.

"Teacher Deng, please continue."

Deng Shiqi understood, and then played the accompaniment from the beginning.

Except for the children who were selected, the remaining children continued to sing from scratch.

Altman teacher dispatched again, began to patrol.

This time twelve more children were chosen by the light.

"You come to the right."

then.

"Teacher Deng, please do it again."

The last selection was over, and there were only three people left in the chorus, including Wang Xiaohu.

Fangzheng asked the third batch of selected children to stand behind the stage.

Then he walked up to the three children.

"The three of you sing the beginning of a section a cappella."

At this time, Teacher Qiu also stepped onto the stage and moved closer to Fangzheng.

Most of the children at the scene already understood what was going on, but everyone surprisingly didn't feel anything, but were still immersed in a kind of joy.

"Who will come first?" Teacher Qiu asked.

Fangzheng raised his hand to signal Teacher Qiu not to worry, "This female classmate has the most unique voice, you come first."

The female student who was named and praised showed a smile on her face, first adjusted her breathing, and then began to sing.

"When the sun goes down, it will still come up tomorrow morning"

"Flowers withered will still bloom tomorrow"

After the girl finished singing, Fangzheng asked, "You have learned vocal music before."

The girl shook her head shyly.

Fangzheng just asked casually. He had already selected this girl as his female lead singer in the second round of selection, and then looked at the remaining two boys.

"You come." Finally, he locked his eyes on the boy in the front row.

After the first round, the boys understand that this is a selection. Look at the songs of the people who were pulled out in the first round. It's so ugly.

The best are the last.

Finally, when it was time for him to perform, the boy cleared his throat and said respectfully, "Teacher Fang, I have studied pop singing for a year."

Fangzheng nodded: "Come."

"When the sun goes down, it will still come up tomorrow morning"

"Flowers withered will still bloom tomorrow"

Hearing this, Fangzheng shook his head in his heart. The child might want to express too much, and the position was lost due to excessive force, which damaged the voice line, and the articulation was not as clear as in the chorus just now.

The male voice was a little proud after singing, waiting for Teacher Fang to ask him something.

But Teacher Fang shifted his gaze to Wang Xiaohu.

Not only Fangzheng, everyone on the stage looked at Wang Xiaohu.

Eyes vary.

Wang Xiaohu is a poor student, but he is handsome and has an aunt who is a teacher at school. This is the impression most students have of Wang Xiaohu.

Someone asked, isn't this choir all in the fifth and sixth grades? Does everyone know Wang Xiaohu, are they familiar with Wang Xiaohu?

Let you ask, really, who dares to tell the teacher loudly at the opening ceremony that I want to have a bowel movement, the voice is so loud that everyone in the auditorium can hear it.

Our brother Hu became famous in the first battle, it is definitely not something that was blown out.

Therefore, many people were very unconvinced, thinking that Wang Xiaohu's ability to stay until the end must be special care.

But there are also a small number of people who think that Wang Xiaohu has the strength to stand here.

Regardless of study, Wang Xiaohu sings very well, and the students in the last row on the left can hear Wang Xiaohu's chorus voice.

At this moment, the monkey felt that he was going to fly with excitement, and he believed in Teacher Ultraman even more!
Because he kept telling others that Wang Xiaohu sang very well, but no one paid any attention to him!

Monkey just reacts slowly, but he is not stupid at all, so what if he was selected by Guang in the first round, my brother is a man standing at the end of the light!
sweat.
Wang Xiaohu smiled wryly in his heart, the strange teacher is really strange teacher, why is this.

Facing the various eyes of teachers and classmates, it's not like he can't understand.

Those who are curious, contemptuous, expectant, and puzzled, he has already experienced countless times.

It's just that he never said it.

Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't care.

Maybe he didn't care before.

But he's starting to care now.

Stepping forward, everyone's eyes followed his steps again.

(End of this chapter)