Chapter 200: Teacher Xu's music class
Seeing Principal Li leading the group to the third-grade class, the third-grade students couldn't contain their excitement.
Under the pressure of the teacher, they finally calmed down and sat back on the stool obediently.
The classrooms are too small to squeeze in too many people.
Apart from the cameraman who followed, the only people who entered the classroom were Xu Zimian, Pei Yan and the director of the Education Bureau.
The director of the education bureau said kindly: "Don't be nervous, children, we are all third-grade students like you today."
Principal Li asked, "What's the next class?"
The teacher replied, "It's music class."
"Okay," said the director of the Education Bureau, "Let's have a music class together, but I don't sing very well, so please don't dislike it."
Listening to the director's self-joking about the singing, the classmates gradually relaxed and giggled.
The teacher exhaled, filled with a gentle smile, and invited: "Would you like to squeeze and sit with your classmates?"
The head of the tall and majestic university sat next to a student in the back row.
Under the arrangement of the teacher, Xu Zimian sat in the first row, next to a thin girl.
Pei Yan was sitting by the window, across the aisle from Cao He, the most naughty boy in the class.
Cao He glanced sideways at Pei Yan, and from a close distance, the boy was as handsome as a dazzling star on the Spring Festival Gala.
In their village, only the village head has a small TV.
Every Spring Festival Gala, the village chief will shout to the villagers and watch the Spring Festival Gala together.
The small room was crowded, very lively and warm.
It is the day that Cao He looks forward to the most every year!
The teacher took out a guitar, "The students turned the textbook to "The Flower Magpie and the Little Crow", let's review this song first."
Accompanied by the cheerful melody played by the guitar, the children's loud singing reverberated in the classroom.
Xu Zimian had never learned this song, but looking at the numbered notation in the textbook, there was no pressure on her to sing along.
The sweet singing was too noticeable, and the teacher looked up at Xu Zimian.
Unlike Xu Zimian, Xu Xiaotao next to her had a very low voice, as small as a mosquito buzzing.
Noticing the teacher's gaze, Xu Xiaotao mistakenly thought that the teacher was looking at her, her cheeks were flushed, and her singing voice became weaker due to her shyness.
When I was teaching this song, my grandmother was sick and she didn't come.
She has self-study, she can understand the numbers on the musical notation, but when it is replaced by the notes, she doesn't understand anything.
When the song was over, the teacher got up and invited, "Xu Zimian, you sing really well, how about one?"
Xu Zimian did not refuse.
She stood up and blinked at Pei Yan, "Brother Ayan, come and accompany me?"
Pei Yan stepped onto the podium and said politely, "Teacher, can you lend me the guitar?"
"OK."
The teacher readily handed the guitar to Pei Yan, exchanged places with Xu Zimian, and sat down beside Xu Xiaotao.
Pei Yan approached Xu Zimian and asked softly, "What do you sing? "Yuanfan"?"
Xu Zimian shook his head and said, "Why don't we teach everyone to sing a song!"
"Okay, what do you want to teach?"
Xu Zimian asked, "How about "My Future Is Not a Dream"?"
Pei Yan thought for a while, plucked the strings with his slender fingers, and picked up the melody, "Is this one?"
"yes!"
Xu Zimian looked at the teacher and asked, "Teacher, can I teach you a song?"
The teacher nodded and said, "Okay! It just so happened that I was also studying with my classmates."
Hearing that Xu Zimian was going to teach the children to sing, the director of the Education Bureau laughed.
Sure enough, they are all smart kids!
What he wanted to see was that Xu Zimian and Pei Yan could integrate with the children.
While Xu Zimian wrote the lyrics on the blackboard, Pei Yan, who was holding the guitar, adjusted the tone, and two tones were slightly out of tune.
After writing the lyrics, Xu Zimian turned around and looked at the classmates, "I want to teach my brothers and sisters a song, the name of this song is "My Future is Not a Dream", do you want to learn from me?"
The students shouted: "Yes!"
"Okay!" Xu Zimian smiled happily, "Everyone read the lyrics with me."
Xu Zimian said, "Are you bowing your head in the sun like me?"
The classmates read along, "Are you bowing your head under the sun like me?"
Looking at the bright eyes of the children, the smile on Xu Zimian's face grew brighter.
The students followed Mr. Xu seriously and read the last sentence, "My future is not a dream, my heart is moving with hope."
Xu Zimian clapped her hands and praised, "It's great! I'll sing it all for everyone first, and then teach everyone one sentence at a time."
Accompanied by the melody played by Pei Yan, Xu Zimian slowly began to sing.
The students were immersed in Xu Zimian's melodious singing.
Songs always have a magical charm. Even if they listen to them for the first time, some classmates can silently hum along with Xu Zimian.
They love this song! !
Xu Xiaotao lowered her head and recited the lyrics over and over in her heart: My future is not a dream.
Is her future really not a dream?
She wants to take her grandma out of the small mountain village, earn more money, and find the best doctor for her.
Do not! She wants to be the best doctor and cure all her grandma's ailments.
But leaving the small mountain village is so out of reach for her...
She raised her head and looked at Xu Zimian enviously.
In a trance, she seemed to see the dazzling light radiating from Xu Zimian's body, it was so dazzling!
I don't know when, the window sill is full of students from other grades.
They stood on tiptoe curiously and looked at Xu Zimian and Pei Yan.
Xu Zimian's singing gradually died out, and the graceful melody reverberated in the hearts of the students for a long time.
They followed Xu Zimian's singing and enjoyed a bright future.
The bold classmates shouted: "Teacher, we also want to learn this song along!"
"Teacher, let's study together, okay?"
"Please, teacher, I really like this song! I really want to learn it!"
"This..." The teacher looked at the principal who was standing in the back row in embarrassment.
It's not that she doesn't want to let the children in, but the classroom is too small, how can there be so many people?
The director of the education bureau stood up and looked at the principal, "Let the children carry stools to the small playground outside."
When the children heard the director's words, they smiled and bowed, "Thank you, teacher! Let's move the stool right away!"
Under the organization of the teachers, the students were divided into six groups according to their grades and sat on the playground in an orderly manner.
Xu Zimian stood at the forefront, and a music class of more than 40 people turned into a music class of 300 people in a few minutes.