Chapter 19 June 1 Art Show (1)
Busy time always passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, the days of the June 1st performance are getting closer and closer.
During this period, Liu Yufan lived an extremely fulfilling life. After school, he was unstoppable. He returned home and continued to study "Basics of Music" and "Drum Classic". With the dual promotion of theory and practice, Liu Yufan's musical literacy gradually returned to the level before his rebirth, and even higher. Of course, if you want to further improve, you still need systematic and professional practice. So far, Liu Yufan does not meet that condition.
This is also the problem that troubles Liu Yufan. To be honest, he can get into music, but self-study is not a long-term solution after all, and he has to find a teacher for himself. But Liu Yufan is still very picky about teachers. He really doesn't like ordinary people, but people with real-level skills are all in the Alto Academy, the Chinese Academy and the Central Academy of Drama. At his current level, people probably won't even look at him. Moreover, whether it is looking for teachers or buying musical instruments, it takes money, a lot of money, otherwise why would the artists piled up with money? But what Liu Yufan lacks the most at the moment is money. Even if he is a reborn person, he not only knows about the rough stock market bull market, but also the crazy appreciation of real estate. He doesn't know much about other things. Not to mention that those two things are still far from now, even if they happen now, Liu Yufan has no capital investment.
"Hey, money, you are such a harmful thing!" Liu Yufan said hatefully in his heart.
However, since I haven't thought of a solution for the time being, there is no need to waste my brain. I'd better keep the show honestly and strive to get a good ranking in the performance.
After two months of intensive training, the chorus is completely different from before. The loud shouts are gone, the broken sounds are gone, and more importantly, Liu Yufan successfully unified their tones. You must know that the chorus does not highlight their personality, but requires the overall effect. If the sound is not strong, high or low, or even emotions are not consistent, then the singing can only be a mess of effect.
Liu Yufan was "trained" one by one, and guided each person's different problems, practiced together, and guided separately. Although this was slow at the beginning, the more obvious the results it achieved later. Although this small choir is not as good as those professional choirs, Liu Yufan is confident that at least in Zhumaying Town, it is definitely at the top level.
Moreover, in terms of form, Liu Yufan also made great changes. The main song was no longer in the form of singing together, but instead found a girl named Ma Jingjing to lead the sing. The girl had a good voice and had a good understanding. Under the guidance of Liu Yufan, she had already mastered the breath support and head resonance, and her image was also relatively good.
These days, Ma Jingjing has been extremely excited. She didn't expect that she was so lucky that Liu Yufan would arrange for herself to sing such a large number of songs alone, and she could feel the envious and even jealous look of her teammates when she looked at her.
The choir team grew stronger again, and Liu Yufan picked a few girls from each class to serve as dancers. Although he had no dance foundation, fortunately, Liu Yufan did not ask them to do any difficult movements, but just made up a few regular movements and team types. This level of dance is not difficult at all. When he was in school, he learned several sets of movements, all of which were general movements.
After this, the atmosphere of the whole program was immediately different. Even Chu Guisheng praised it all the time after watching it, saying that it was the most exciting program I have seen in so many years.
Of course, Liu Yufan did not forget his program. His singing skills no longer need to be practiced. They are already at his best level so far. As for accompaniment, Liu Yufan is planning to use the broken electronic piano in middle school to make a simple midi by himself. There is no way. If he can't find the accompaniment belt, he can only make do with it for the time being.
According to previous practices, the programs performed on the "June 1st" are selected one by one. They are performed in school first, and then excellent programs are pushed to the town, and then to the county. If there is a particularly good one, they may also be performed in the city. Of course, this is only theoretical. In fact, there has been no excellent program in Fu'an County for several years.
In late May, the "Celebration of June 1st" art performance at Dazhai Village Primary School began. The reason why it was ten days in advance was to leave time for selection.
The two programs that Liu Yufan arranged were naturally passed without any suspense. In order to keep it confidential, these two programs did not bring out all their "family assets", but retained some of them, and did not add accompaniment. The accompaniment was still using Chu Guisheng's "single melody". After all, this is a selection in the school, so there is no need to take such a lot of effort.
In addition to these two programs, there is also a quick-pronged approach that the two people said was also selected. This is also a regulation by the town education office, with each school at least three programs.
Saturday, May 24th.
This day is a big gathering in Zhumaying Town, and it is also the day when the town education office organizes art performances.
Early in the morning, a team of more than ten people led by Chu Guisheng and a performance team rushed to Zhumaying Yixiao.
There was no decent means of transportation at this time. These more than ten people took three market carriages in the village. It took them more than 40 minutes to arrive in just eight miles.
Zhumaying No. 1 Primary School is located in the south of Zhumaying Town, covering an area of more than ten acres. It is the largest school among the more than 20 primary schools in Zhumaying Town, and it is also the only school with a standard runway playground of 400 meters. These two items alone are enough to make Zhumaying No. 1 Primary School look down on the entire town.
When Chu Guisheng arrived here with more than a dozen students, there were already many people on the playground, sitting or standing in the east and west, waiting for the performance to begin. Students with performance tasks were wearing colorful performance costumes, chasing and playing. Most of the people who watched the fun gathered under the school walls, where there were stalls to buy various snacks.
Not far away, in front of the auditorium for performances, a banner with the "Zhumaying Town Celebration of June 1st Art Performance" was hung, but the door was still locked. Maybe it was not time, so I was afraid that the students would go in and make trouble.
"You guys, hurry up and go to the music room to carry the piano over!" A sharp female voice sounded from behind, immediately attracting the attention of many people.
"Wow, look, it's a small choir."
“The clothes are so beautiful.”
"Looking at their skirts, I've seen this in the big show, it costs more than ten yuan per person!"
The eyes of envy and longing fell on this chorus. The members of the chorus were all looking straight, their chests were raised, and they were as proud as princesses. In the "literary and artistic circles" of Zhumaying Town, they had an absolute sense of superiority, which was accumulated over the past ten years as "first".
The commander of this team, the music teacher Li Yanhong, was even more arrogant. She was permed with fashionable curly hair, wearing a red bat shirt, shiny leather shoes, and a perfume smell that you could get from a distance, plus the melon-shaped face that was always tight, and the queen's temperament was about to emerge.
Li Yanhong is already pretty good, and with a little talent, she has developed such arrogance now. Not to mention that she doesn't like the programs of these schools in the town, even if it is the annual art performance in the county, there are only two or three programs that can catch her eye.
After glanced at the teams participating in the performance on the playground, Li Yanhong felt a little bored.
"Hmph, I perform with such a team every year, so I'm just trying to show my charm to the blind. Where would they watch any performances? They have no taste at all. Alas, I don't know when I can be transferred to the county. Even if I can't go to the cultural center, I can go to the county's first-tier university. Only there can show my talents." Li Yanhong thought uneasy.
"Please note that the teams participating in the performance of each school should enter the venue on time at 7:30. Please organize your own team and organize your own team." The tweeter on the playground rang.
"Quick, stop playing, come here quickly, the whole team is here."
For a moment, all the teams on the playground became busy, and the whole team was looking for people, and the props were prepared. It was very lively for a while.
At this moment, several people in their forties, who looked like leaders walked in from the school gate.
The first thing that came to his mind was Li Yanhong. The little leather shoes under her feet were busy with work, and they quickly met like a bee with nectar. Before the person could speak, a gust of fragrant wind blew over first.
"Director Wang, Director Xie, Director Chen, we came so early." Li Yanhong's tense melon-shaped face smiled like a flower at this moment, and the corners of her eyes were discharged frequently, and she looked around.
"Haha, Teacher Li's face became so fast." Not far away, Liu Yufan, who happened to see this scene, laughed in his heart.
"Xiao Li, how is the program this year? Can you win the first place?" Wang Cheng, director of the town education office, is a fat man in his forties. His premature baldness made his head look funny, but his voice was very loud and he had the demeanor of the top leader.
"Oh, I dare not say it, or not. The leader has to see it before he knows. However, Director Wang, we have been scheduling this program for half a year. My hands are soaked in water. Look!" Li Yanhong was also bold. In front of so many people, she reached out to the leaders and shook it. Of course, another fragrant wind was stirred up.
Such a move made several old music teachers from other schools frown. This teacher Li doesn’t look like a teacher!
However, Director Wang was obviously not displeased, but laughed, patted Li Yanhong on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Li, the cultural undertaking in our town depends on you young people who dare to endure hardships to bear the burden."
"Hmph, fox spirit." Liu Yufan clearly heard a low curse from not far behind him, but the sound was very low, and it was really hard to hear it clearly without listening carefully.
"Director Wang, Director Wang, I'm sorry, I'm just busy setting up the venue." Not far away, a tall and thin man in his fifties trotted over. It was Xie Changliang, the principal of the No. 1 Primary School of Town.
"Principal Xie, how are the preparations done?" Facing Principal Xie, Director Wang put away the smile on his face just now, and the inquiring voice contained supreme majesty.
"Everything is ready, leaders will go to the office to take a rest first." Xie Changliang bent over slightly and made an invitation gesture to Director Wang and the other two directors.
"No, the time is over, let's start right away." Director Wang waved his hand and said in an unquestionable tone.
"Okay, those leaders are here to ask for it first." Principal Xie said respectfully.
As the leaders walked away, the teams on the playground gradually resumed their conversation. The leaders' aura was indeed strong, and no one dared to speak more just now. It seems that dealing with leaders is indeed not an easy task.
After a while, the leaders were probably already in the seat, and the door of the auditorium opened from the inside, and sound came from the tweeter again.
"Please pay attention to the leaders of each school's representative team, please organize your own teams and enter the venue in sequence."
As soon as the tweeter finished speaking, more than twenty teams of delegates who had already been prepared entered one after another.
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Chapter completed!