The young team room of Dazhai Village Primary School is located on the west side of the first floor of the East Teaching Building, next to the principal's room, which looks like a 70 square meters. It is actually not appropriate to say that it is a young team room, because in addition to the flags and slogans used for the young team activities, there is also an organ, a few trumpets, two erhus, a flute, a bookcase, and some insect specimens. To be precise, this should be a "multi-functional room" containing musical instrument rooms, specimen rooms, library rooms, etc.

Now, there is another function here: the rehearsal room.

When Liu Yufan walked into the place, there were already more than a dozen students inside. Music teacher Chu Guisheng was rehearsing the formation. When he saw Liu Yufan coming in, he greeted him: "Liu Yufan, you go to the side to find a chair and sit for a while. After the chorus is finished, you can practice again."

Liu Yufan nodded, found a chair next to him to sit down, and looked at the small chorus team.

Five boys and four girls, under the command of Chu Guisheng, lined up in two rows, with boys behind and girls in front.

Chu Guisheng prepared the team and sat in front of the organ. After stomping on it a few times, he raised his right hand and started playing it.

"Please bring my song back to your home, please leave your smile..." The nine people's voices rang out in unison.

"Haha, "Singing and Smile." Liu Yufan listened to the familiar song and showed a knowing smile on his face. This is probably one of the most familiar songs of their generation. This children's song composed by Gu Jianfen and written by Wang Jian was welcomed by children for its beautiful melody and catchy lyrics.

However, watching the singing of these nine classmates, Liu Yufan shook his head in his heart.

The sing was quite neat and did not go out of tune. I think these people were selected by Chu Guisheng in several grades. If they were put in the town to participate in the competition, they could barely show off. However, from the aesthetic perspective of Liu Yufan, this song was really ruined by them!

It would be fine if you have no expression on your face, but at least the mood of this song should be friendly and lively. Is it a sing of the marches? Look at the tense postures, are you going to fight?

Moreover, Teacher Chu, your tune is too low, it’s really a C tune to the end. Is this a D minor tune? Even if you are not trained, don’t drop too much, and it’s not comfortable to sing. Moreover, your single melody accompaniment is really...

Seeing such a performance, Liu Yufan was speechless.

But a group of people were still practicing vigorously, especially Chu Guisheng, who played the one-handed melody so vigorously. Every time he played a note, his wrist would be pressed down sharply, which was so "rhythm".

"Teacher Chu, don't you know that you need to raise your fingers when playing the piano?" Liu Yufan looked at the moving hands, and felt that his wrists were getting sore and sleepy.

After practicing three times in a row, Chu Guisheng signaled the little choir to stop, and said with a dissatisfaction expression on his face: "You have to sing again, the voice is not loud enough! You are all anxious to go home for dinner. I tell you, whoever doesn't practice well will not need to practice when you go home!"

When the students heard Chu Guisheng's words, they all showed a worried expression on their faces. Being able to go to the town to participate in the competition is a great honor. If they are beaten up because they are not practicing well, their face will be greatly lost!

"We all look at how they sing, learn a little bit!" Chu Guisheng called Liu Yufan over and said to the students in the choir.

Liu Yufan walked over and didn't rush to sing, but looked at Chu Guisheng helplessly and asked, "Teacher Chu, what are you singing?"

"Huh?" Hearing Liu Yufan's words, Chu Guisheng remembered that the song that Liu Yufan sang had not yet been decided. He couldn't let him sing "Flowers are not Flowers". The song was only four lines in total, and it was finished in less than half a minute. Even if it was singing it well, I'm afraid I wouldn't get any award.

"What can you sing?" Chu Guisheng asked.

This question made Liu Yufan speechless. What could he sing? There were not thousands or hundreds of popular songs in his mind. Unfortunately, most of them were adult songs, and they had not yet been published. If he sang them casually, it would be difficult to explain when others asked. It would be reasonable to say that he was a person who was not professionally trained and could sing well, but if he could still write lyrics and compose music, it would be too much. Liu Yufan did not intend to portray himself as a genius, at least not now. With his current situation, if he really took out the songs of later generations without any scruples, he would probably be targeted by those who are interested soon, and it would not be a good thing for him.

In this case, you have to find the songs you have written, and they have to be suitable for children to sing. What should you sing?

Songs passed by quickly in Liu Yufan's mind, and soon the name of the song came to his mind.

"Teacher Chu, I've thought about it." Liu Yufan said, quickly walked to the organ, stepped on the pedal a few times, held the wrist with his right hand, and fell down gracefully, and played the a group of small characters.

"What's this kid doing with the piano?" Chu Guisheng looked at Liu Yufan, not understanding what he was doing.

The other students sighed at Liu Yufan's boldness. In front of the teacher, they dared to touch the piano "openly". But why didn't the teacher lose his temper? Usually, he regards the piano as if it were a treasure!

After finding the right tune, Liu Yufan adjusted his breathing and started singing softly.

"Our fields, beautiful fields, green rivers flow through endless rice fields..." The bright and elastic childish voice, like a golden ribbon, flowing in the air in the young team room. Although there is no accompaniment, even if you just listen to the sound itself, it is a very beautiful enjoyment.

"Our Fields", a song written by the famous lyricist Guan Hua and composed by Zhang Wengang, was widely sung once it was published. Although it was not included in the primary school music textbook, its beautiful melody and lyrics with great picture feel bring people a kind of beauty. Especially at this moment, under the singing of Liu Yufan's childish voice, the artistic conception of the song is well expressed. Through the singing, people seem to really see a beautiful field painting.

There are five lyrics in total, and the melody is soothing and beautiful. Liu Yufan spent nearly two minutes to sing all the five lyrics in full. The reason why I remember so clearly is because of my love for the songs, and on the other hand, it is also because of Liu Yufan's talent. Some people are naturally sensitive to numbers, and they can memorize pi to hundreds of decimal places when they are very young. Some people are naturally sensitive to poetry and can recite "Three Hundred Tang Poems" at a few years old, while Liu Yufan is sensitive to lyrics. He can always remember any words with tunes in a very short time, and his memory can be kept for a long time.

Liu Yufan has finished singing, but Chu Guisheng and a few students are still shocked!

Chu Guisheng is better, after all, he has heard Liu Yufan's singing, but the short four-line "Flowers Not Flowers" is really a terrible thing compared to this song "Beautiful Field".

And those students who had never heard Liu Yufan sing looked at Liu Yufan like they were looking at monsters.

"How did he sing? How could he sing so well?"

This idea is in the minds of these people.

It's so striking! Listen to the songs that others sing, that's what they call! Think about what they just sang, these people were blushing and they didn't even have the courage to open their mouths.

"Xiaofan, what kind of song is this? Why isn't it from the textbook? Where did you learn it?" Chu Guisheng, who came to his senses, threw away a series of questions.

"This song, yes, I went to school with TV." Liu Yufan took out the TV again "shamelessly". Anyway, the game will not come here to confront him.

"This song is good, this song is good! The song is good, and the lyrics are good! What is the name of this song?" Chu Guisheng asked anxiously.

"Our Fields" is a song in the children's suite "Summer Travel Song"." Liu Yufan explained.

"Well, then, Yufan, you can practice this song well. By the way, you sing it twice in a while. I will write down the melody and play the accompaniment for you." Chu Guisheng said excitedly.

After listening to Chu Guisheng's words, Liu Yufan felt chills. Thinking about the "powerful" single-melody accompaniment, coupled with his own song, Teacher Chu, are you here to accompaniment or to stir up the game?

However, after all, this was not easy to say clearly. Liu Yufan had to say "touchingly": "Teacher Chu, it is more appropriate to use piano accompaniment in this song. If there is no piano, there is also piano tone in the electronic piano. The sound of the organ is too dry and not suitable."

After listening to Liu Yufan's explanation, Chu Guisheng thought about it and it was indeed the case. He nodded and said, "It's right, the organ accompaniment is really not good, but the piano you just mentioned, let alone the county school, there is not even a school in the county. There is one in the electronic piano middle school, but they have to use it. The performances between middle schools and primary schools are carried out together."

After hearing Chu Guisheng's words, Liu Yufan smiled and said, "Teacher Chu, don't worry about this. Anyway, my father is also teaching at Shuangshanzi Middle School. They have an electronic piano there. Although it is a bit broken, it can still be used. Wouldn't it be enough to borrow it?"

"That's not good, I have to bother others." Obviously, Chu Guisheng is not a person who likes to bother others.

"It's okay, they have to use their performances anyway. They don't use them together, and it won't affect them. Don't worry, Teacher Chu, I told my dad that this matter is easy to handle." Liu Yufan said with great confidence. Originally, it was just to borrow a piano and make things difficult for him. People in this era are still too conservative in their thinking and courage, and they have no choice but to do so. Since Teacher Chu does not dare to "make the decision", Liu Yufan has to interfere.

"Okay, go home and tell your dad, if you can do it, use it, if you can't do it, forget it." Chu Guisheng thought for a while and said.

"Well, don't worry, Teacher Chu, it's definitely OK. By the way, there is one more thing." Liu Yufan said.

"What's the matter? Do you have to use something? It's okay, as long as we have it in our school, use it casually." Chu Guisheng said very "atmosphere". He can still make the decision on his own acre of three-point land.

"It's not that there is something missing, Teacher Chu, that..." Liu Yufan was considering the words, thinking about how to say it would not embarrass Chu Guisheng, but he was really not good at dealing with people. After thinking about it, he decided to just say it straight.

"Teacher Chu, I have some suggestions about our program, but I don't know if it's suitable or not." Liu Yufan said tentatively, then looked at Chu Guisheng's reaction. After all, it was the music teacher's business. He, a "student", dared to make suggestions. If he had a bad temper, he would have been disappointed at that time.

Fortunately, Chu Guisheng is not the kind of teacher who is particularly handsome and arrogant. When he heard Liu Yufan's words, he was not angry, but instead asked with interest: "Oh? What suggestions do you want to say?"

Looking at this somewhat "bold" student, Chu Guisheng felt "not understandable" for the first time.

"It's that little chorus. I think it's too monotonous for everyone to sing together. I've heard this song on TV (TV: Why is it me again!). They sang this way. The main chorus is led by one person, and the chorus is combined..." Liu Yufan didn't dare to say "the chorus is divided into three parts", so I'm afraid Teacher Chu will go crazy. Moreover, let these children who even sing together sing the chorus are not allowed to sing. Do you think of them as the Central Youth Radio Choir?

"Oh? This is quite fresh." Chu Guisheng's eyes lit up. After all, he was a program director and immediately understood what Liu Yufan meant.

"Also, singing alone is too monotonous. If you can have some simple accompanying dances, it will be even better." Liu Yufan continued.

"Yeah, that's great, but there's no teacher who can arrange dance here." Chu Guisheng said embarrassedly: "I can't arrange dance." In front of this student, he would have no face at all.

"Oh, that's all right. I've watched it on TV (TV: Sweat, can you change the word Liu?), just a few simple actions, you can learn it once."

Chu Guisheng looked at Liu Yufan with the look of looking at the monster, which meant: "I watch TV every day, why didn't I find so many things in TV? How did you have this brain?"

Looking at Chu Guisheng's gaze, Liu Yufan was already immune. Whatever he thought, he could not stand such a show on stage anyway. Who let him see it? Besides, this is also a way to exercise himself.

"There is another problem." Liu Yufan refused to give in.

"And it." Chu Guisheng sighed in his heart, and asked Liu Yufan to say that the program he arranged seemed useless and was full of problems.

"Teacher Chu, that accompaniment should be richer. I heard that there is a prelude in TV, and it would be better to change it to a main-spin accompaniment. (TV: Liu Yufan, can you be more shameless?)"

"What is the main spine accompaniment?" Chu Guisheng felt that his head was too big.

"Teacher Chu, there is a TV station that teaches piano during the holidays. I watched it a little, why don't you let me try it? (The TV is full of tears: OK, I'm convinced, you can say whatever you want.)

"You can still play the piano?" Looking at Liu Yufan in front of him, Chu Guisheng could no longer find any words to describe the excitement he was being suffered today.

"You know a little, you can't play well." Liu Yufan was modest for a moment, and he was not polite, so he walked towards the organ without a piano. If he didn't have a piano, he would enjoy his hands on this wooden piano first.

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Chapter completed!