"Some big boys carry the piano!" A loud and slightly hoarse voice sounded outside the wooden door frame of the classroom.

Liu Yufan looked up and saw that he was the only music teacher in the school, Chu Guisheng.

Chu Guisheng is over 50 years old and dark and thin. He wears a blue Zhongshan suit all year round. He looks like an ordinary farmer. No matter who looks at it, he will not associate the word "teacher" with his teacher at first glance. However, Chu Guisheng is not only a teacher, but also a teacher who teaches music. In the entire school, Chu Guisheng is one of the few teachers who have attended the middle class. In Dazhai Village Primary School, where substitute teachers account for the majority, he has undergone "orthodox" normal education. Although Chu Guisheng only attended a crash course for several months.

However, Chu Guisheng has the same thing, that is, he likes literature and art. When he is fine, he likes to play the erhu a few times, and of course, he can play the piano a few times, but he can only play it with one hand. However, even so, in the eyes of other teachers who don’t even know "Do Laimi", he is a capable person who is "proficient in music". In this way, Chu Guisheng served as the only music teacher in Dazhai Village, and has worked for more than 20 years.

In Liu Yufan's memory in his previous life, it seems that the earliest memory of music is the squeaking and out-of-tune erhu sound in Chu Guisheng's hand, and the sound of the organ that is always just a single melody.

At this moment, when seeing this "enlightenment teacher" again, Liu Yufan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. In his previous life, Liu Yufan liked singing very much when he was in elementary school and sang well. Chu Guisheng liked him very much and always asked him to be his music class representative. Although Chu Guisheng did not really teach Liu Yufan any professional music knowledge, he cultivated his heart to love music. Therefore, Liu Yufan was grateful to Teacher Chu Guisheng.

"Go ahead and carry the piano!"

"Retreat! Don't rob me!"

"Run quickly, whoever arrives first will lift you!"

Hearing the music teacher's order to carry the piano, the classroom was bustling. The boys shouted wildly, rushing to the outside of the classroom.

This is also a special "scenery" before music class. Children like music classes not only because they like to sing. In their hearts, music classes are a rare little freshness in the dull air of exam-oriented education. Therefore, they enjoy every part of music classes, of course, including the "piano lifting" work.

The organ is very heavy, and children in the sixth grade have limited strength, and usually need four or five people to lift it up. However, this cannot stop the children's enthusiasm for "lifting the piano". In their opinion, even touching the wooden piano is a huge happiness. If you can secretly open the cover and play it twice after lifting the piano to the classroom while the teacher is not paying attention, it will be enough to show off among the students for a week or even longer.

Liu Yufan didn't move, sat silently in his seat, watching the boys around him running out like a festival, with a smile on his lips, savoring this rare simple happiness.

"Liu Yufan is really strange today. He is active in lifting the piano when he is in music class. Why doesn't he move today?" Zhang Xiaoli, who was sitting behind Liu Yufan, looked at this classmate with some strangeness.

If you talk about this, Zhang Xiaoli can be regarded as a well-known "celebrity" in Dazhai Primary School. She is tall, round face and white skin. She can be regarded as a little beauty. Like Liu Yufan, she likes to sing and has good academic performance. Many little boys have once admired her, but most of them dare not express it. Occasionally, a few brave ones handed her some notes or wrote letters secretly, and folded them into beautiful laces. But Zhang Xiaoli is like a proud swan, and has always disdained these things.

In Zhang Xiaoli's heart, she was a little "different" to Liu Yufan, but it was just because Liu Yufan sang well. Children like to compete with each other, and Zhang Xiaoli was no exception. In the past, when she was in music classes, Teacher Chu often praised them, and sometimes asked them to sing in front of the whole class. On Children's Day, both of them also performed on stage, which made Zhang Xiaoli always feel that in the whole class, and even in Dazhai Primary School, she and Liu Yufan sang well. Of course, in her heart, she might feel that she should sing better than Liu Yufan. After all, she is a girl, and girls always sing better than boys, and Liu Yufan's voice is not as good as herself.

Because of this, Zhang Xiaoli was always a little unhappy about Teacher Chu asking Liu Yufan to be the music class representative. She felt that she should be the music class representative.

Of course, she never said these little thoughts. Most rural children are still very introverted. Even if they are unhappy, they will not be able to talk to their teachers or classmates.

"Hmph, as a music class representative, I put on airs and didn't even go to carry the piano!" Zhang Xiaoli felt that Teacher Chu should be dissatisfied with Liu Yufan's behavior, but she looked at the door and Teacher Chu didn't know where he went.

After a while, amid the noise of the boys, the old-fashioned organ with almost lost paint was carried in and placed on the position of the podium. The podium was carried to the corner of the classroom by the boys.

"Don't move around, go back to the seat and sit back!" Teacher Chu seemed to have pinched the time. As soon as the piano was set up, others followed him in. Those boys who wanted to play secretly returned to their seats with unwillingness.

At this moment, the class bell had not yet ringed, but the classroom was already full of people. Everyone was staring at the music teacher in front of the podium and the old pedal organ in front of him, as if there was a source of happiness.

Of course, everyone has never forgotten to bring their music book. The cover of the music book is brand new, because there is no chance to use it at all.

Chu Guisheng looked around the classroom and was very satisfied with the effect. The advantage of music class is that it does not need to maintain order, and there are no students who make trouble. If a student is not tactful, speaks or makes small moves in music class, as long as he slightly expresses the meaning of "not attending class", the student will immediately become the "target of public criticism" for the whole class and besieged collectively.

"Okay, everyone will turn the music book to the sixth page. We will learn "Flowers are not Flowers" today." Chu Guisheng said, turning around and picking up the chalk, writing the title of the song on the blackboard.

The sound of "waving" flipping books sounded in the classroom, accompanied by the excitement of students. Some lively boys have already started to "sing" the lyrics of "Flowers Not Flowers". Of course, it is impossible to sing them casually in tune.

"Stop talking!" Hearing the messy sound below, Chu Guisheng knocked on the edge of the organ with dissatisfaction, and the classroom immediately became much quieter.

Chu Guisheng looked at his music class representative and was a little dissatisfied. In the past, if the classroom was so chaotic, it was usually the class representative who was maintaining order.

Looking at Liu Yufan sitting there, Chu Guisheng felt that the child had passed the winter vacation, which was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different, and he seemed to have grown up a lot.

Liu Yufan opened the music textbook and looked at the familiar song. The melody of the song immediately appeared in his mind.

This is a simple song with only four sentences in the whole song, with a large-scale style, simple and beautiful melody and soothing, describing the beautiful natural scenery. When Liu Yufan was learning this song in his previous life, he did not understand the artistic conception of the lyrics. Now, he looks at this song with an adult mind. Many things he didn't understand before were cheerful.

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog. When the night comes, the sky goes. Come like spring dreams for a long time, go like looking for clouds in the morning!" The lyrics have a Song Dynasty artistic conception and are very ethereal.

However, when Chu Guisheng stepped on the organ with his feet and started to play the melody "forcefully" with his right hand, the beautiful melody in Liu Yufan's mind was suddenly shattered.

Looking at the music teacher who was playing the piano helplessly, Liu Yufan felt that he could not blame him. After all, the conditions were too limited, and even if he wanted to play it himself, he could not play the artistic conception of this song.

"If there was a piano, if it was under the flowing water-like fully decomposed chord..." Liu Yufan imagined the wonderful sound in his mind and fell into yy.

Chu Guisheng tried it himself first, and after getting familiar with it, he said, "Everyone listen to me sing it first, and then let's learn it one by one."

This is also Chu Guisheng's old routine in music classes. In fact, according to the formal music class process, a new class should include vocal practice, demonstration singing (play), songs and music theory analysis and explanation, concentrated practice and individual practice, etc. But Liu Yufan also knew that it was just a beautiful ideal to take such a music class. Not to mention that the students sitting in the classroom did not even have the most basic music foundation, even Teacher Chu could only be considered an amateur or amateur level in terms of music attainments. It is almost impossible for him to give a slightly professional music class.

However, it is commendable that Chu Guisheng's voice, which was a little hoarsely, had basically the correct pitch and rhythm when singing. But when it comes to expressiveness of the song, there is no question at all.

"It turned out to be a lower e-drain, and it was also changed to a c-drain. Will my teacher Chu be too low?" Liu Yufan didn't look at the keys, and he also knew that Chu Guisheng was playing C major. It's not a big surprise that Chu Guisheng didn't play the score. In fact, he couldn't play other tunes except c major (Note: C major, the most basic and simplest modular, consisting of all white keys on the keys)

Next are some old-fashioned processes, which are nothing more than singing together a few times, singing in rows, and then choosing a few students who sing well to sing alone.

When singing together, Liu Yufan felt that his auditory nerves were greatly challenged. Most of the more than 50 students in the class were not on the tune. Except for the uniform rhythm, the pitch was uneven. For Liu Yufan in the past, this was nothing, but for him now, it was a kind of mental torture. Just like the sound wave skills in martial arts novels, it was ineffective for those who did not understand the rhythm, but for those who understood the rhythm, the lethality was terrifying.

After finally passing this round, although the following lineup was a bit messy, the volume finally became weaker.

After much anticipation, I finally waited for the "personal performance time". Teacher Chu Guisheng began to order.

"Let's find a few classmates to sing and see if they have learned it." Chu Guisheng said, and the first to call out Zhang Xiaoli's name.

This is also his old habit. There are only a few students in the class who can "sing" and it is useless to shout if they can't sing. They can't sing a sentence even if they stand there and work hard for a long time.

When Zhang Xiaoli heard the teacher call her own name, she stood up excitedly. Although she knew that the teacher must have her own name, the child's psychological quality was there, and when she heard the teacher call her own name, she was still a little nervous.

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog..." Holding the music textbook, Zhang Xiaoli sang seriously.

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