ocean hunter

Chapter 596 Teacher Liu
The two staff members were just polite, and when they saw this, they went down the donkey and said, "Okay, you can debug the machine and see if there is anything missing, and I will go get it."

"kindness."

Traditionally, the drum kit, keyboard and mixer are at the back, followed by the bass and guitar, and the mic stand and speakers are at the front.

Lu Xiaolu sat behind the electronic piano. He didn't feel that much before, but now he feels less and less existential. He wants to sit at the front.

But the layout of the band is like this, and it can't be changed easily. You can't let the singer stand at the back, and the player who plays the electronic organ sits at the front and plays vigorously. Then the audience will still watch him play the piano, or listen to others sing?

Plug in the electronic piano, and plug the audio source cable into the mixer.

With a mixer, the performance is better, including singing. If you connect the microphone directly to the speaker without changing the source of the mixer, you can’t even hear what he is singing when you sing. Yes, like singing loudly.

After all the equipment was connected, several people began to adjust it individually. They played a few notes at random and felt that the tone was not right. Others adjusted their instruments. Xuexue went to get the mixer. Take a pat, "Hello" and "Puff" and you're done.

After about ten minutes of tossing around, the timbres of the musical instruments and the mixer were all adjusted, and several people went to take out the posters drawn by the school's publicity club.

I imitated a previous public welfare short film. The turtle shell is a sea turtle with a pot lid, a hermit crab living in a wine bottle lid, a shark whose half body is a can, etc. The main idea can be seen at a glance, which is to appeal to people not to littering.

Huge posters are pasted on cardboard and placed in front of the band, so everyone who comes to join in the fun can see it at a glance.

The school’s publicity agency is really not for nothing. They are in charge of typesetting and design, and they also hired the art club to draw pictures. The two clubs joined forces to create professional posters, which are better than those made by advertising printing agencies. .

The pictures drawn are lifelike, especially attracting the attention of the children. They walked over holding the hands of their parents and asked innocently: "Papa, why is the shell of that sea turtle a pot lid?"

"Maybe it's convenient to stew soup without covering the pot."

The two staff members rolled their eyes. Sure enough, it was unreliable for the child to be taken by the father. They handed out the leaflets printed by their sub-district office and explained: "Children, sea turtles are not edible. This is because People litter and the pot lids grow on the turtles and they can't survive."

The child's father blushed, feeling very ashamed, and silently picked up the cigarette butt he had just thrown on the ground.

At the same time, Xuexue took the microphone and began to introduce the theme of protecting the marine environment, calling on people not to litter.

At this moment, all the people in the audience were of various appearances, some silently picked up the rubbish they threw, some curled their lips in disdain, and some talked and laughed happily while throwing away the rubbish.

Anyway, there are all kinds of people, and one performance cannot be expected to improve the environment. Persevering efforts are needed.

Of course, the quality of most people is still good. The garbage in their hands is only thrown into the trash can when they find it.

It's just that although the proportion of people littering is small, but the population base is large, it is very ugly when it is reflected on the ground, and it is impossible for sanitation workers to watch it all the time.

This reflects the importance of public welfare, and this is also the significance of Lu Xiaolu's band's performance.

Regardless of those littering people, after Xuexue gave a speech, she sat down to drink water and chat, waiting for the start on time at six o'clock.

Not far from here, there is a wandering singer who is playing and singing a song. Lu Xiaolu recognizes it as Xingyu Wish. This song is an introductory song for learning music. After learning about Little Xingxing, he will start learning it.

It happened to be still early, so Lu Xiaolu greeted Xuexue and the others, and walked over.

When seeing that person, Lu Xiaolu was shocked, and saw his hands at a glance, what kind of hands they are, they look haggard, the skin on the hands is rough and cracked like tree bark, and the nails are yellow Thick, it is not easy for such hands to play the guitar like this.

Looking at his face again, it was sallow and dull, with a pair of glasses with a base as thick as a beer bottle, and the frame of the glasses was broken, glued together.

What kind of eyes are there under the glasses, tired but full of light of hope, zhe zhe brilliance.

The clothes on his body are a bit worn out and thin, and he wears a pair of old BJ cloth shoes, which are stained with muddy water and dusty.

His guitar looks like an old style, and the strings are not original. I don't know how many times it has been changed.

There is a small stereo in front of me, I don’t know how long it has been used, and there is also a dilapidated piano bag with some small change in it, ranging from one yuan to five yuan to fifty cents. What big denomination bills.

What made him more concerned was not the money, but a sign on the front with several photos printed on it, all of them were children of six or seven years old.

His face is ashen, his skin is dark, his lips are still full of snot, his clothes are dirty, but his smile is very bright. The brilliance in his eyes makes Lu Xiaolu feel very familiar. When he looked up, it was the light in the eyes of the person in front of him. ?

The backgrounds of these photos were all taken in a classroom, which was said to be a classroom, only because Lu Xiaolu saw the blackboard, and the desks where the children lay were all tattered and piled up with bricks.

And the person in front of me also appeared in the photo, as well as a group photo with the children, surrounded by a large iron pot, holding a rice bowl in his hand, the dishes were all the same, rice with potato chips, the children's faces His smile was exceptionally bright.

There was also a certificate stamped with an official seal next to it. I squatted down and read the words on it carefully. It probably said that it was to prove that the person in front of me was not a liar.

Lu Xiaolu also knew the identity of the person in front of him. He was a supporting teacher in the mountainous area, Mr. Liu, and he came out to perform to raise food and book expenses for the children.

Don't talk about why teachers are required to collect food expenses for the children. The poverty in many places is beyond our imagination. Those children are left-behind children in mountainous areas. They walk more than ten miles to school every day. If they go home at noon, they can eat , Then every day is spent on the road.

Most of their families have no labor force, only their grandparents take them with them. Every family tries their best to send some food to the school. Sometimes the children can only eat two meals a day, let alone meat. During the festival, you can get some meat.

(End of this chapter)