"Did you find it?" Xu Zhiye looked at Chen Fuping with expectation, and when he thought of the result just now, he first retreated in his heart.

"No," Chen Fuping shrugged, spread his hands, he looked at his lost best friend with a deep groan, unwilling, and asked tentatively, "Or, let's change and try one by one?"

"Hmm!" Xu Zhiye nodded heavily, looked at the children frolicking in the playground, jumped up and let out a silent laughter, and stood in place for a long time, without further movement.

"Mr. Xu, you can tell me what you want to do, and I may be able to help you. A young female teacher walked towards Xu Zhiye and the two from a distance, she was bold and said a word to Xu Zhiye shyly, and immediately lowered her head, her delicate little face flushed.

Xu Zhiye and Chen Fuping usually come to this school often to help them teach children to draw, Xu Zhiye is romantic, gentle and polite, and funny, after a long time, Yan Qingwan, who had just graduated, silently remembered this person in her heart and had a good impression of him.

"That's great. Xu Zhiye is a smart person, so he can naturally see Yan Qingwan's feelings, but it is difficult to refuse at this time, so he can only pretend to be stupid, clap his hands excitedly, and tell Yan Qingwan their request.

"Then you wait for me a moment. Yan Qingwan saw that Xu Zhiye believed in herself so much, and told her the plan without hesitation, her little blushing even more, and trotted away from the playground after dropping a sentence, and came back after a while, together with another teacher, looking for a try among the children one by one.

Yan Qingwan's posture has always been smiling and gentle, but the impatience in her eyes became more and more obvious, and her whole face sank behind her, and her eyes faintly flashed with anger. The other teacher's face was not very good-looking at first, and after patiently asking the children, he didn't say hello to Yan Qingwan, and turned around and left directly.

One or two children were frightened by this formation, and ran to the corner, timidly probing the surrounding environment with vigilant eyes, and the other children were not willing to come to Xu Zhiye and them, so they all avoided and continued to play on the side.

"Mr. Xu, I'm very sorry, it's not easy for you to see us children, so I'll ......" Yan Qingwan said politely to Xu Zhiye, and the words were very coincidental, and at the end of the point, Xu Zhiye could see that Yan Qingwan was suppressing her emotions.

"Sorry we bothered. Xu Zhiye bowed to Yan Qingwan sincerely, and patted Chen Fuping's shoulder after apologizing, Chen Fuping nodded, and the two of them turned around in disappointment, ready to turn around and leave.

The children here tried twice, but they couldn't make a sound, but they were anxious to poke their sore spots.

Just as they were about to reach the door, a chubby little girl ran up to them, stood in front of them, raised her arms high with difficulty, and kept gesturing to them in sign language.

"She's saying to you, don't be sad, two uncles, are you looking for someone to speak out, then I'll send it to you, you can see if it's right, okay. Yan Qingwan chased after the child ran away, held the little girl's shoulders and stared at her gestures, and translated them for Xu Zhiye.

"Really?!" Xu Zhiye's eyes widened suddenly, and he squatted down excitedly, hugged the little girl, and looked at her face expectantly.

The little girl raised her head and glanced at the teacher, then lowered her head to look at Xu Zhiye, opened her mouth wide, held her breath, and clenched her two little hands into fists, letting out a "Ah."

It could be seen that the little girl was full of energy, but the voice was still very low, very soft, fluttering, as if it would dissipate at any time.

But for Xu Zhiye and Chen Fuping, this sound was tantamount to a thunderclap on the ground, which exploded in their ears and caused rumbling recalls. Xu Zhiye couldn't help but take the little girl into his arms, crying and laughing in a gaffe, and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Can you promise me," Yan Qingwan was the first to come back to her senses from the shock, although she felt unbelievable about what had just happened, but she understood that this was what Xu Zhiye was looking for, and she bit her lip and looked at them embarrassedly, "Promise me, no matter when or what you do, don't hurt the child." ”

At this time, the teachers of the school knew about Xu Zhiye's plan, and they all knew what kind of impact and change it would have on these children, or the entire group of people in the world, if this plan was successful.

Yan Qingwan's heart is still biased towards Xu Zhiye, but for professional considerations, she must take care of these children.

"Yes, don't worry, we won't hurt the child. Xu Zhiye, who had unloaded his burden, seemed extremely relaxed, and made a promise to Yan Qingwan without hesitation, and left happily.

With your words, I have nothing to worry about. Yan Qing watched Xu Zhiye and them leave, and read silently, her heart was warm, as stupid as a child who got sugar.

Then Yan Qingwan told her colleagues about the little girl's voice, and several teachers looked solemn after listening to it, and went to other children to do experiments, and through different ways and means, they found that there are really some children who can make that kind of special sound, just like Xu Zhiye described, it can be called a natural sound.

The school held an emergency plenary meeting, and Xu Zhiye's plan was put forward and put on the bright side, showing it in front of all the teachers.

"I don't think it's okay, it's too reckless, and if other people know it, they will definitely think it's a fantasy, and they think that we are deliberately trying to attract attention, and they will attack us. We don't care, it's just that the children know about it, and what if it hurts the children. An older female teacher was the first to object, voicing her concerns.

"yes, we can't take risks and joke about our children, and you can tell from the beginning that they don't want to. A person in charge of the school also spoke, and took over the words of the female teacher and expressed his opposition.

"But, after all, they are doing this for the good of the children!" Yan Qingwan at the conference table heard their words, and found that the colleagues around her were whispering, and many of them were shaken, and they were directly anxious.

"No matter what, you have to see reality. The principal on the main seat opened his mouth, suppressed the conflict between the two parties with a word, and after pondering for a while, he made a decision directly, "In this way, we will not give him a stick to kill, and select 19 children who are usually more optimistic to participate in the voluntary participation, pay attention to the older ones, and give them to take them." ”

After speaking, the principal stood up, obviously unwilling to discuss this issue too much, and the other teachers also consciously dispersed when they saw this, and some grievances could only be held in their hearts.

That night, Xu Zhiye received a notice from the school, and he rushed over to screen with the teachers.

The name of the choir was on the way, and he and Chen Fuping thought of it. Xu Zhiye took the pen and wrote "52 Hz Whale Choir", stepped on the bench, and hung it high at the door of the selection room.