"Hello, all teachers and classmates! The annual Children's Day is approaching. On this happy day, on behalf of the Zhumaying Town Education Office, I would like to express my holiday greetings to you!..." Director Wang read the manuscript in a slight manner. The small auditorium that can accommodate 300 people was full, and there were many children and parents watching the fun outside the window. Obviously, no one was interested in the leader's speech, and he just hoped that he would finish his speech early and the program would start soon.

However, Director Wang obviously did not realize this, but instead became more and more excited. From the significance of Children's Day, to the glorious history of previous performances, from the achievements made this year to the prospects for next year, I talked for more than half an hour.

"Finally, I wish this art performance a complete success!" As Director Wang said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished speaking, and quickly responded with warm applause.

"Dear teachers, classmates, hello!..." A boy, a girl, two twelve and three-year-old primary school students walked on stage to start the stage to report. This role is also very envious to the children. You know, acting for a show for only a short time, but the host can host it for a long time. From beginning to end, what a glory is this. But such a good thing has never been a patent for the first grade primary school, and other schools don't even think about it.

Liu Yufan saw the two people in the stands and had no impression. It was no wonder that he had never participated in the June 1st performance in his previous life, and he didn't have much chance to come to the village to have fun, so he naturally didn't know these so-called "literary and artistic celebrities".

"First of all, please appreciate the joyful celebration of June 1st brought to us by Erdaogou Primary School. Performers, Ma Xiaoshuai, etc.." After the little host reported behind the scenes, several young actors who had been waiting aside were busy moving the drum guys to the front stage.

"Erdaogou Primary School has this every year, and nothing new. Hehe, this old horse." Chu Guisheng pointed at a teacher-like person sitting not far away with him with a dry tobacco and said to Liu Yufan.

"Oh, Teacher Chu, they are very lively, they are both gongs and drums." Liu Yufan smiled at the boys on the stage who were covered in red silk and blushing on his face.

"This Maliva turns out to be an old Yangko. It is precisely because of this skill that Erdaogou Primary School invited him to be a music teacher. He doesn't know how to teach anything. He just wants to be the Yangko style. However, it is better because it is crowded and lively. He can get the second and third every year." Chu Guisheng said disapprovingly. In previous years, these programs can be considered "good programs" in his eyes, but after watching Liu Yufan's performance, Lao Chu's vision has also been high. Such performances without any technical content are naturally not favored.

"Hi, hey!" After shouting two times, several young actors on the stage immediately started to train the guy in their hands, "Dongdongdongdong, clangqiangqiang!" Even without using the microphone, the sound immediately made the auditorium lively.

However, no matter how lively it is, there is no way to go. Liu Yufan has studied the "Drum Classic" during this period and has some experience in these traditional gongs and drums. The students on the stage played the most common "open door" among yangko drums. It is not difficult, and they only seek to make fun of it. However, these simple rhythms were beaten extremely stiff by these people, and there are even more obvious rhythm errors. Not to mention Liu Yufan, I am afraid that an outsider can hear it.

However, the audience here is the most tolerant. They didn't know anything at all, and they just finished listening to the fun. It was quite interesting to watch a group of children beating and gongs and drums, which was their simple idea.

"good!"

"One more!"

At the end of the program, there were applause and a few more cheers, but without watching, I knew that it must be the "cheerleading team" of Erdaogou Primary School.

"Next, please enjoy the boy's solo, "The Sun Rising on the Grassland", performer, Li Dazhu, the second little boy from Zhumaying."

"Oh, I'm here to sing solo. This is your competitor, haha." Chu Guisheng said half-jokingly.

"Yeah." Liu Yufan didn't say much, looking at the performer who walked onto the stage.

A little fat man is wearing a white shirt and black pants, which is also considered a "standard performance costume".

"This guy looks round and is just like that guy Dongzhe." Liu Yufan was secretly amused, and then he subconsciously looked around. However, there were too many people, and he didn't see Xue Dongzhe coming.

"White clouds float in the blue sky, and horses run under the white clouds..." The little fat man opened his mouth, and even the accompaniment was useless.

"Why don't you need accompaniment?" Liu Yufan asked in confusion.

"Well, you think those teachers can play the piano like you. Most schools don't have pianos at all. It's good to play the erhu music teacher. In every year's performances, many solos do not have accompaniment." Chu Guisheng said casually.

"Haha, these conditions are really simple." Liu Yufan shook his head and smiled.

The little fat man's singing was quite complete and he couldn't get out of tune, but the sound was so flat that he had no feelings at all. He was looking around when singing, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

After singing a song, there were a few applauses. I didn’t need to ask, but I knew it was the second primary school student. The other applause was sparse, and there were a few strange words. The little fat man obviously knew that he was not singing very well. After singing, he handed the microphone to the host’s hand and trotted off the stage.

"Next, please enjoy the chorus brought by Zhumaying No. 1 Primary School, "The Song of the Chinese Youth Pioneer Team", conductor, teacher Li Yanhong, performer, Liu Xiaoxue, etc.."

"good!"

“Oh oh oh ~~~”

Before the singing started, there were cheers and cheers below. The aura of home fighting was indeed powerful.

More than 20 people walked onto the stage in uniform white tops and blue and gray pants in neat rows. Then, accompanied by the sound of small leather shoes hitting the ground, Li Yanhong came to the center of the stage, first bowed to the bottom of the stage, then turned around, raised his right hand over his head, and raised his left hand flat to his chest, and made a starting move.

This appearance immediately "shocked" the audience. It is worthy of being Zhenyi Primary School. It was extraordinary at the beginning. Compared with the previous two programs, it seemed much more professional.

"We are the successors..." Under the command of Li Yanhong, accompanied by the sound of the organ accompaniment, the chorus of more than 20 people was uniform, with loud voices and a strong momentum.

After the song came, the applause and cheers sounded, which directly suppressed the previous two programs.

"Well, this little year number one, it seems that it is unique." Liu Yufan nodded secretly in his heart. Although the show still has many unsatisfactory points, if it is put on this stage, it will undoubtedly be one level higher than other shows.

After another stand-up crosstalk performance, the host clicked the name of Dazhai Village Primary School.

"Next, please enjoy the chorus "Singing and Smile" brought to you by Dazhai Village Primary School." I don't know if it was forgot or intentional. After saying this, the little host walked off the stage and didn't even report the performer's name.

Chu Guisheng was stunned, and then an angry look appeared on his face.

"Hmph, this must be taught by their teacher, and he is not at all kind-hearted."

Seeing that Chu Guisheng was a little excited, Liu Yufan smiled with a relaxed look on his face and said, "It's okay, Teacher Chu, these little tricks are nothing. We speak based on our strength and don't have the same knowledge as them. Haha."

"Yes, we won't be as good as him. Xiaofan, do it well and let them see how powerful we are." Chu Guisheng patted Liu Yufan's shoulder and encouraged him.

"Well, don't worry, teacher." Liu Yufan said, leading more than a dozen people from the choir and dance team to the side of the stage.

"Oh, Old Chu, you guys have been having a lot of fun this year, with so many people." A music teacher next to him who was similar to Chu Guisheng quipped.

"There are so many people, so the power is so great." Chu Guisheng said with a haha.

"Hehe, that's right, hey, but we can't compare with Yi Xiao. You said that Teacher Li is capable, and the program they scheduled is good."

This is a bit like a slap in the crowd. It is obvious that his show is on stage, but people say that other shows are good. Chu Guisheng naturally feels uncomfortable, but he doesn't have the same knowledge as him.

"Hmph, after watching the performance, can you still say your sarcastic words?" Chu Guisheng simply stopped talking and focused on watching the performance on stage.

Liu Yanhong was preparing for the next dance program. She didn't even look at the stage of Dazhai Village Primary School. Perhaps she thought that this primary school that could not even compete for the third place in the past was not worth her to see.

Liu Yufan came to the organ and sat down. Then Ma Jingjing, who had already stood in the middle of the stage, looked over and signaled that he was ready.

"Hey, why did that student sit in front of the piano?"

"It's not that he can play the accompaniment."

"How can students in Dazhai Village Primary School still play the piano?"

"Impossible."

When I saw Liu Yufan sitting in front of the organ, there was a rumbling sound below.

Li Yanhong, who heard the discussion, also looked back at him strangely, and happened to see Liu Yufan sitting in front of the piano. She couldn't help but smile contemptuously and said, "This old Chu is really getting more and more messy. With his level of playing the piano with one hand, he actually taught a student? Since he loves embarrassing, let him go."

"Oh, this guy is still a student. Dazhai Village is a bit fresh this year." Director Wang, who was sitting in the first row, said with a smile.

"Yes, the programs in Dazhai Village have been average in previous years. It seems that there will be some changes this year, haha," Deputy Director Chen said in an agreement. He is mainly engaged in primary school business and is familiar with the situation of each primary school.

"Mom, mom, look at my brother. He has been on stage and he is still playing the piano." Liu Xiaoran, who was sitting on the window sill, said excitedly pointing to the auditorium.

"What? Your brother? He can still play the piano?" Chu Qing looked through the gaps in the crowd with some confusion, but he saw his son sitting upright in front of the organ. Not to mention, the posture was quite good. But when did this kid play the piano?

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Chapter completed!