"When you go home, you have to review the knowledge taught by the teacher today, you know?" Hu Yang said with a serious expression.

"Got it! He replied in a crisp and earnest voice.

"Class!" Hu Yang waved his right hand as he held the textbook, which was stained with chalk ash.

"Let's go.... Let's go..."Several little ones shouted excitedly when they heard the teacher's words.

Hu Yang stood at the teaching table and watched Zhuoma and Sam holding hands and chattering and whispering, while Wangdui looked relieved and finally escaped from this "demon cave".

Looking at these students, Hu Yang felt reluctant for a while, but quickly suppressed it.

Even if you stay on your own, will you be able to accompany and take care of them for the rest of your life?

If you want to become an eagle, you have to go through the baptism of storms.

What's more, except for your lifelong partner, no one can live with you for the rest of your life, not even your parents and children.

The eagles of the snowy plateau will eventually soar into the sky, and they themselves are the first step to throw them out of the nest.

Take out a broom from behind the door and sweep the dust and pencil sawdust off the floor.

As for confetti and snack bags, that's what children in other places have, and here, they don't have the qualifications and they don't have the conditions.

A classroom of more than 30 square meters was quickly swept up.

After putting the broom and other things away, Hu Yang couldn't help but beat his shoulder.

Although he was not very old, he stood and talked all day, and wrote on the blackboard from time to time.

Day after day, year after year.

Can you not leave some root causes?

Back in the bedroom, I opened the thermos cup and took a sip of warm water to moisten my somewhat dry throat, then opened the drawer and took out my phone.

At a glance, there were five missed calls on it, from two numbers, of which the sister-in-law Song Wenya called three times and the other number twice.

However, when I looked at the upper left of the phone, my brows couldn't help frowning.

Take your phone to the playground, hold it up and carefully observe if there is a signal as you walk.

In the end, I climbed up to a wall battlement to get that square.

However, when he took it down, he found that it was gone, and when he lifted it up, he had it again.

In desperation, he held up the phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hello, I'm Hua ..... Member, are you Mr. Hu Yang himself?"

"What? What are you talking about? I can't hear clearly, I have a poor signal here, please say it again. Hu Yang said loudly into the phone.

If not, I don't know if I can talk.

"Hey, hey.... It's Hu ...... People?"

"Can't you hear it too? I'm ...... here" I knew what was going on as soon as I heard it, and just wanted to explain, the call interface was closed directly and returned to the recent call interface.

"Damn!" the phone has no signal at all.

Hu Yang had no choice but to edit the text message and ask his sister-in-law Song Wenya to help him ask who the other party was, and explain the reason by the way.

Because there are really not many people who know his phone number, but it is still a fixed line of the Beijing area code, I think it is the staff of "Huaguo New Song".

Hold the phone up again, and the signal seems to be gone at any moment.

Hey, I don't think about it that much.

Hu Yang jumped down and prepared to go back to cook and eat.

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Beijing, a dormitory for girls of Mizuki University.

A text message flew over thousands of mountains and rivers to get here.

"Xiaoya, your brother-in-law who has been chattering all day has texted you. Her classmate shouted into the bathroom.

A young and beautiful figure rushed out of it, still holding a mask in his hand.

Quickly grab the phone on the table.

"Hey, Xiaoya, what did your brother-in-law say?" several of her classmates gathered around curiously.

Because her mantra is: My brother-in-law said......

Anyone would be curious.

Seeing Hu Yang's words of concern for her in front of her, Song Wenya's sweet face showed a bright smile.

Naturally, he won't take it lightly.

At the same time, I also knew that my brother-in-law participated in the online live audition of "Huaguo New Singing".

"Don't talk, I'll call and ask. The text message was also shown to them.

Soon, Song Wenya dialed the phone over there, and told the other party why she and not Hu Yang called, and the other party also expressed understanding.

Song Wenya also learned from the other party that Hu Yang entered the second round of the audition, and the live broadcast of the game began at 12 noon three days later.

Xiao Ai, the classmate who had just told her that Hu Yang had come to text messages, immediately sat down in front of the computer and searched.

And Song Wenya called Hu Yang, but naturally couldn't get through.

He could only sulk and text Hu Yang with a pouting to tell him when the next round of live matches would start.

Soon found the live video of Hu Yang's original singing.

It is also hung on the homepage of the special channel of Maoya's live broadcast "Huaguo New Singing".

This was also decided by the production team of CCTV's "Huaguo New Song".

Compared with other folk singers, recent graduates of the conservatory, and other musicians, Populus euphratica, who has been teaching in Tibetan areas for ten years, is more topical and positive, and through investigation, he has been reported by many media more than ten years ago.

With the top score in the college entrance examination in Guangdong Province, he rejected the two famous schools of Shuimu and Beijing and chose the Central Conservatory of Music in Huaguo.

During college, he became a well-known lyricist and composer, and he did not stand out from the crowd.

I thought that Hu Yang would go on like this, but he suddenly disappeared in front of everyone and went to Tibet to teach.

Ten years later, he participated in the live audition of "Huaguo New Singing", and among all the contestants, he performed the best.

The strength and topicality made the video of the poplar competition appear on the front page.

This will be of great help to him in the next competitions.

"Xiao Ai, hurry up and open it. Song Wenya urged.

The desolate Gobi Desert is the backdrop for the video, and the post-production editors also use text to remind him where he is.

Some sad accompaniment comes out of the loudspeaker, creating a sad environment.

He is telling a story with his singing voice, lonely on the snow-capped mountain plateau quietly waiting for his lover's return, and finally only sees the lonely goose come back with a mournful voice.

Song Wenya's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and tears fell involuntarily.

"Xiaoya, what's wrong with you? Don't cry. As the eldest in the dormitory, Chen Xiangmei hugged Song Wenya and asked.

"Is it because of this song that your brother-in-law sang?" asked Xiao Ai cautiously.

People who can be admitted to Mizuki University may have the first EQ, but their IQ is definitely not bad.

As soon as I thought about it, I almost understood what the reason was.

She sat in a chair, listened to the singing sound from the computer, and slowly told her about her sister and poplar.

....................

The night on the plateau makes people feel closer to the sky here.

Populus euphratica wrapped up her clothes and lay on the roof, looking at the bright starry sky, the starry Milky Way, mysterious and profound.

This habit is cultivated by the wife.

It's a pity that now he is the only one left lying here.

Hu Yang took out a somewhat worn pottery and put it to his mouth with gentle movements.

Some sad Tao Xun voices floated leisurely on the snowy plateau.