The choir and drum and bugle corps in the school are all under Liu Zhong's control.
It's not yet time for him to come over to check the situation, so the little teachers and children present are a little nervous, and looking at Song Ersheng who is following him, they can't think clearly.
Everyone knows that Song Ersheng can't sing.
"You take Song Ersheng with you and let her learn to conduct with you."
Song Ersheng thought to himself, as for what he knew, he understood that the school was reluctant to give her face, and he didn't know, and he thought that she had made any benefits, so she had to show this face, and looking at the face of this little senior sister, it was obvious that she wanted to die or live, and she had to rob her of her job "I'm this" Song Ersheng wanted to say, he was probably not competent, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Liu Zhong waving his hand, "You learn first, if you don't learn well, you can leave later, and practice more after class, there is still a week, enough for you to learn" I learned, what should I do with this little sister Song Ersheng said directly, "I have watched the training of the choir, and I think the last song will be taught by me."
Liu Zhong looked at Song Xiaoying, whose face was flushed, and originally wanted her to be the lead singer, but Song Ersheng and her were both conductors, which was not bad, "Then you will focus on learning the last song, and the others will also learn."
After speaking, without waiting for Song Ersheng to speak, he left.
Song Xiaoying was not happy in her heart, but she didn't dare to disobey the teacher's words, so she said to Song Ersheng, "You just stand next to me, look at it, and ask me if you don't understand."
"But let her teach with her heart, she is also unwilling.
Song Ersheng has actually understood the command for a long time over the years.
Seriously, these children are actually just commanding by feeling, and many of them are commanding messy.
However, the person who sings doesn't really watch the conductor sing, so it's always been like this in every school.
Standing honestly beside Song Xiaoying, Song Ersheng looked at her so seriously.
"Mimeng and Miaomiao glanced at each other, it really deserved to be three thousand, embarrassed like this, she could still be so calm Yes.
From the accompanist teacher to Song Xiaoying to all the singing, even the onlookers felt embarrassed to death.
Song Ersheng can't sing, everyone knows.
But she became the new conductor so suddenly, with an unusual identity.
She still has to squeeze out the old conductor, but she is still being taken by the old conductor to learn Everybody's going to get embarrassing cancer Song Ersheng is doing something, even if everyone else's legs are trembling, she won't move her eyebrows When the training was over, Song Xiaoying didn't want to pay attention to Song Ersheng, but in the end, she still asked her, "Have you learned?"
"Got it."
Song Ersheng smiled and said, "Thank you, little sister."
I'll just practice by myself, and I'll come back tomorrow afternoon after school to see you train.
"Neither of us can get rid of it Song Xiaoying pursed her lips, she didn't believe Song Ersheng's words, but she also felt that it had nothing to do with her.
At dinner in the evening, Song Ersheng said that he was caught as a conductor, Song's father and Zhu's mother were very excited, because their old son had never shown up on a big occasion at all, Song's father kept saying, "My old son has such a great ability and such a good talent, why is no one putting it out one by one, there are no beads" Song Ersheng heard this sentence, and just laughed.
What are you doing out there?
"Is this conductor the one standing in front of him waving his hand blindly?"
asked Zhu's mother.
Song Yidi couldn't laugh, "That's all with a beat, why are you waving your hands blindly" looked at Song Ersheng, "Your singing is so ugly, being the conductor is just right for me to say, you just shine your little voice in school, and your teacher will definitely give you a special Peking Opera performance" Sanqian sang so well, the third grandfather took her to the ticket party and got a bonus Song Yizheng answered, "The best singing of Sanqian is not Peking Opera, but Kunqu Opera Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera are so big, you can't tell the difference."
Song Yidi really couldn't tell the difference, "Anyway, it's all babbling, aren't they all the same?"
"It's really a science girl" Song Yizheng complained, but she didn't support Sanqian singing this at school, "It's good that you just continue to sing and can't sing, otherwise, the teacher will keep letting you sing, how annoying it is to be treated like a monkey" Song Ersheng covered her mouth and smiled, when her sister was in the first and second years of junior high school, she was selected by the class to sing solo on Red May.
Obviously, their class was too lazy to get the show, so they asked my sister, who was good-looking, to sing, but my sister's singing was actually very ordinary, and she was easy to get nervous, and she forgot to say it and lost her voice.
These two solo experiences made her feel very embarrassed.
In middle school, it was rumored that she had no ability to sing but loved to be in the limelight, so she was angry with her sister this year, and she avoided it through an English competition "If you are tough, you will not go on stage if you die, and your classmates can still force you to fail" Song Yidi was also forced to dance on stage, but she glared at her with one look, and there was no one to coax.
That's deterrence.
Who let a kite not have it?
"There are moths in your class every year, and I put on makeup last year, and I am like a monster, and I am ugly" Song Yizheng was the most annoying to the girls in Yidi's class.
Song Yidi didn't like it very much, "Innovation, the teacher doesn't speak, let's just watch a fun" As for last year, "The songs that were popular last year are not popular today, they seem to be going to dance a fan this year" She concentrated on reading, and she really didn't pay much attention to it.
Song Ersheng thinks that the middle school's art festival performance can still be watched, "The two who said cross talk last year, will they still be on stage this year?"
"You should go on stage" Song Yizheng heard that the two people from the fifth class would still go on stage.
"It's not funny at all," Song Yidi pouted.
The children chatted in a panic, and the Song family and his wife couldn't interject at all, but they didn't feel lonely at all, and listened to the children with smiling eyes and loving eyes while eating slowly.
From time to time, I also sandwich vegetables for the children to tell them not to talk patronizingly Dinner was supposed to end so happily.
But a phone call drove away this pleasure again.
Zhu mother hung up the phone, a little dazed, and a little incredulous, after sitting down again, she met Song's father's inquiring eyes, coughed and said, "This Sunday, Rongzi's child is full moon, and her aunt asked us all to go."
Father Song squirted out directly with a sip of wine, and Song Yidi quickly dodged away, otherwise he would definitely be sprayed all in the face. t1706231537: