"Dear leaders and teachers, hello everyone! Today is Teacher's Day on September 10th. On this grateful festival, please allow me to represent all the students of Shuangshanzi Middle School. I wish all the teachers here a happy holiday. Thank you for your care and cultivation for your hard work!" As soon as the host on the stage finished speaking, a warm applause rang out from the audience. Although it was a formulaic opening remark, many teachers were still very excited.

"Next, I announce that Shuangshanzi Middle School celebrates Teachers' Day art performance. Now, please first enjoy the chorus "Whenever I walk through the teacher's window" brought by Class 2 (3), and the performer, Li Mingliang and others." With the host's report, a huge chorus team of more than 20 people stepped onto the small commander's stage, which immediately made the stage seem a little crowded.

"The stars are shining in the quiet late night..." Accompanied by the "West Lake" electronic piano, the sounds of more than 20 people echoed over the campus through the microphone.

"Oh, isn't your eldest son standing in the middle the one who is the eldest son?" The parents crawling outside the school wall were watching and talking.

"Haha, yes, he said that there are the most people in their class. From the start of school to now, I see the shouting in my voice." A middle-aged woman replied with a smile.

The students below sat in the order of the class lined up, and the stools were all moved out of the classroom. Liu Yufan was tall, so he sat in a relatively back seat, so although Jiang Ya came over, he didn't know.

Listening to the chorus on the stage, Jiang Ya shook her head in her heart. At least she was exposed to top-quality programs at the county level. The difference was immediately reflected in the two and one comparison. These students had not been trained at all. If they insisted on having one, they would just barely be able to sing together. Jiang Ya could hear it clearly that there were still people in the team who were out of tune.

"What a pity that such a good song." Jiang Ya unconsciously thought of Liu Yufan. If he had to schedule this program, this would definitely not be the effect.

Listening to the singing on stage, Liu Yufan didn't feel that way. He has been growing up in the countryside and has been studying here for three years. He knows very well what the students here are, so it is really normal for him to hear such singing. Even if he changes to himself before, he may just keep it from being out of tune.

However, after a song was sung, the applause was still very enthusiastic. Most people watched the excitement. Seeing so many people, the singing was quite loud. Everyone thought the show was pretty good. There were also some ordinary people outside the campus who also applauded, of course, it was mostly because their children were on stage.

The next program is "three and a half sentences", which is performed by Class 3 (1) of junior high school (1). This program is quite monotonous and obviously has no technical content. Just a few people memorize the lines and say them on stage in conjunction with the drums. After all, the third year of junior high school is a graduating class and facing the high school entrance examination, both the class teacher and the students are unwilling to involve too much energy in this performance, so most of the programs they produce are relatively simple.

The next few programs were mostly mediocre, most of them were choruses or solos. The only program with more highlights was the modern dance rehearsed by Class 2 (1) in junior high school. Seven or eight girls danced very lively on the stage, and the music rhythm was also very powerful. After a dance, there was a cheer from time to time in the audience. Even Jiang Ya nodded slightly, and finally one program could be seen slightly.

The two directors of the Education Office and Principal Su have been secretly watching Director Jiang's face. She looked like her expression was dull and she was a little anxious. I think she was not very satisfied with these programs. No wonder, she is the director of the county's head. I don't know how many good programs have been watched. How could such a remote school be arranged in a hurry?

"Oh, if I had known she was coming, I would have scheduled a few high-quality programs. It would be impossible. It would be fine. It would be fine to borrow a few students with literary and artistic expertise from other schools." Principal Su secretly regretted that the two directors had the same thoughts. Zhumaying Town's literary and artistic foundation is already weak. If you want to arrange a decent program, you have to carefully select from more than a dozen primary and secondary schools. Shuangshanzi Middle School is ranked low in the entire Zhumaying Camp, and the rankings of literary and artistic performances are almost the bottom every year. God knows why Director Jiang Ya came here on a whim!

"Next, please enjoy the small chorus "Peace to You" brought by Class 1 (2) of Grade 1, performers, Liu Yufan and others."

"Don't be nervous when you come on stage, just like you are rehearsing normally, do you know?" Liu Yufan stood next to the team to cheer everyone up.

A choir of nine people came to the small commander's stage and stood there. Then Liu Yufan came on stage and stood next to the electronic piano that had been set up long ago.

"Oh, I said Lao Liu, this is your child, can you still play the electronic piano? Who did you learn it from?" A colleague sitting next to Liu Jianjun asked in a low voice with a smile.

"He is now studying with a director named Jiang from the teaching and research department of the county education bureau. I have never heard of him playing, and I don't know how he plays." Liu Jianjun said modestly. At this moment, he didn't know that the teacher Jiang, who he had never met before, was sitting in the front leader's seat.

"Oh, that's going to cost money." The colleague asked unexpectedly, and went to the county to find a teacher to study. He was still the director of the Education Bureau's teaching and research department. This teacher is a bit big.

"I don't know much about the specifics. He seems to have joined the county's art team, but he has never asked for money from his family, and I have not asked him in depth." Liu Jianjun said.

"Your child is so capable and has this specialty. Unlike the boy in my family, he is almost in the third year of junior high school and he knows how to play every day." The colleague next to him said with some envy.

"Haha, I didn't care about him deliberately. As long as he likes to study, it doesn't affect his study. When he goes to junior high school, everything is still the main thing to study." Liu Jianjun didn't seem to think that his son's learning those things was a great thing. In fact, this is also the idea of ​​most parents here. In their opinion, singing and playing the piano cannot be used as a meal, and children cannot be admitted to a good school. It is okay to play as a hobby, but it is not possible to regard it as its main business.

Hearing the three words "Liu Yufan", Jiang Ya couldn't help but sit up slightly, and the expression on her face became a little anticipated.

It happened that Liu Yufan's eyes also habitually glanced at the audience, but it happened to face Jiang Ya's eyes sitting in the middle of the front row. At that moment, Liu Yufan was stunned.

"What's going on? Teacher Jiang is here? When did she come? What are you doing here?" A series of questions flashed in his mind. Looking at Jiang Ya, Liu Yufan's mind was a little confused.

Zhang Xiaoli looked at Liu Yufan with some surprise. Everyone was ready. Why didn’t Liu Yufan give everyone a signal to start?

Jiang Ya obviously felt Liu Yufan's stunned moment, blinked at him mischievously, reached out to the middle of the stage, and signaled that he should start.

After Jiang Ya's reminder, Liu Yufan remembered that he was on the stage at this moment. He quickly calmed down and turned his head to nodded slightly at Zhang Xiaoli who was looking at him. Then he raised his hands and bounced the prelude.

It was still the piano, but at this moment it was under Liu Yufan's command, it seemed to have been reborn.

Against the backdrop of the quiet column chords in the left hand, the prelude to "Peace to You" with the right hand played, which sounded similar to the original version on TV. Of course, except for the bad tone.

Teacher Peng stood in the audience not far behind Liu Yufan. He was a music teacher at Shuangshanzi Middle School. He played the accompaniment of "Every time I walk past the teacher's window" in the second grade. When he saw the program in this class and asked a student to play the accompaniment, his first reaction was a little nonsense. He had taught music for so many years, but he hadn't heard of any student who could use the electronic piano to accompaniment a program. Of course, he did not participate in the art performance in the town last year. If he had heard Liu Yufan's performance, he would not have thought so.

In fact, when Liu Yufan played the first note, Teacher Peng knew that he was wrong, and it was outrageously wrong. The posture of the child at the moment of starting his hand was much more standard than that of him, and it didn't seem like he was practicing with an electronic piano. In his impression, it seemed that only the teacher who was in normal school had such a beautiful and standard posture.

After Liu Yufan unfolded the prelude, Teacher Peng opened his mouth wide in surprise. This prelude is exactly the same as on TV! Teacher Peng can play the piano. Because of this, he knew how difficult it is to do this. The rhythm of the prelude is strange (of course he didn't know that it was the effect of dividing the rhythm). He couldn't find the beat at all. How did he practice it?

Moreover, he still used the piano tone. It turned out that the piano's tone could be so nice. Teacher Peng felt a little ashamed. He had been using this piano for more than ten years and had never used string tone. He had never adjusted the other tone.

"Well, this prelude is well understood. This child has a good understanding. I did not accept the wrong student." Seeing Liu Yufan playing the piano on the stage, a trace of lust flashed across Jiang Ya's face.

Naturally, the slight change in her expression did not attract the attention of the two town education office directors and principals, because at this moment, like most people, they were attracted by the performances on stage.

With just one accompaniment, it attracted the attention of the audience. Except for Liu Yufan, I'm afraid none of these actors can do it today.

After the prelude, the sound of the piano became quiet and replaced with evenly undulating column chords.

"How are you feeling now? Are you still smiling on your face..." The nine children, with warm smiles on their faces, and the singing sounded softly, as if they were talking to the teacher in a cordial manner. Unlike those choruses before, this chorus is not "yelling", but really "singing".

Jiang Ya's face showed a smile, which was like the program Yufan arranged!

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Chapter completed!