Liu Haohao has been in the school choir since elementary school in his previous life, and has been singing until he graduated from junior high school, and has been singing for nine years, I don't know how many large and small performances she has participated in, although her voice condition is not very good, and she is not a gifted child, but she has participated in the choir for so many years, and she basically knows the vocal skills and training methods of children's chorus, and soon divided these children into two groups: treble and bass.

And this "Singing Two Little Cowherds" is a children's chorus song she sang when she was a child, the melody is simple and catchy, almost no one can't sing, but the effect after being divided into two voices is more emotional and touching than one voice.

It was not difficult to rehearse this piece in the previous life, but now the conditions are really bad, the school does not even have a piano, of course, even if there is, no one can play it, let alone elementary school, even high school does not have a piano.

So the usual music class is useless, the teachers teach a few red songs casually, and the children howl a few times with their throats, and no one cares if they are out of tune, and the radio in the production team broadcasts those red songs every day, and they will naturally sing when they listen to a lot, but they don't need this music class.

However, she believes that real music is not like this, and that music, like painting and poetry, should give people the enjoyment of beauty, so that people's spirits will not be barren like the saline-alkali land of the Damu production team.

She felt a little uncomfortable when she remembered that although Jinhua Town was rich later, it was called a "cultural desert" by people without contempt.

At that time, she often came to Jinhua Town to investigate, and also knew a lot of big bosses from Jinhua Town, these people were worth more than 100 million, but many of them didn't even know a single big character, they could only write their own names, and those old people and women in the village, there was no other way to entertain, they were addicted to card games all day long, and the children held the tablet every day and didn't let go, their faces were not a trace of anger, full of numbness, like a walking corpse.

When she was in charge of Yongle County, she always believed that without the support of cultural heritage, the rise of these villages and towns could only be a flash in the pan and could not go far in the end, so she has been promoting the development of cultural undertakings in villages and towns.

Jinhua Town has money, as soon as she called, she built a lot of public cultural undertakings, almost every village has a farmer's bookstore and cultural square, every time she takes guests to inspect, she can always gain a lot of praise and affirmation, which more or less also helps her in the future.

But she knows very well in her heart that these so-called farmhouse bookstores are just a decoration to cope with the inspection of superiors, and there are no villagers to go in to read books, usually there are a few card tables, and a group of old people are "crackling" playing cards in it, don't look at the place is inconspicuous, but it is said that a game of winning or losing is about tens of thousands of yuan.

And those cultural squares were originally intended to dance square dances and practice choruses for those uncles and aunts, but the uncles and aunts in Jinhua Town were addicted to card games and were not interested in these at all.

Of course, the most lively time in the cultural square is the time of red and white ceremonies, and the local tyrant bosses have spent money to invite many big and small stars to sing and dance in the cultural square, which is really quite spectacular.

Whenever this happens, they can always be on the media news, use sacks to send money, gold necklaces weigh a few kilograms, dozens of luxury cars, how simple and rude they come, and the reputation of local tyrants is deducted from them.

At that time, although she was quite disdainful of the vulgar behavior of these local tyrants, she could not do anything, they were used to this way of life, and the annual GDP figures were very good, so she turned a blind eye and let it go.

Now she is a native of Damu Village, Jinhua Town, even if she is reluctant, this land and the people and things on this land have an inseparable fate with her, maybe she can't do anything now, or maybe what she has done is too weak to change the future here, but she still wants to do something.

As for people, they still need some dreams and responsibilities, even if they can't achieve it in their lifetime, at least they have worked hard and struggled.

She took out her harmonica, and the children's eyes immediately became hot when they looked at her, this may be the only instrument in the production team, which she bought when she was in high school in the commune, when Liu Dali was still there, he had always spoiled her, she was clamoring for a harmonica, and he saved three yuan from the subsidy to buy her this harmonica.

The harmonica is easy to carry and easy to use, it is the standard configuration of fashionable young people in this era, Liu Hao loves the harmonica like a treasure, but she is not born with a strong sense of music, and she can't find the score, so she threw it aside without blowing it a few times, which made Liu Changsheng and Cheng Zhaodi feel distressed, and secretly scolded her for being a loser, but she was protected by Liu Dali, even if they were the couple, they were helpless to take her.

And now Liu Haohao is not proficient in the harmonica, but she has been learning piano since she was a child, with the foundation of piano grade 10 and music theory knowledge, and she is very quick to get started with the harmonica.

I took the children to practice "Singing the Second Little Cowherd" a few times with the harmonica, and finally it was time for school.

Since she came to teach them, the children who used to be eager to run out after class refused to leave, and they still looked at her in the classroom, and the adoring eyes made her a little carried away, and she played a song "Farewell" on the harmonica.

When she was a child, she had heard her mother play this song, and although she was young at that time, she was still moved to tears by the lingering melody, so in her subconscious, this was the most suitable piece to play on the harmonica.

"Teacher, what kind of song is this? It's so good!" The classroom was quiet, and after a long time, the children came back to their senses one after another, and some of the children actually had wet eyes, and some of the children sighed like little adults.

How old a child is, she knows how to sigh, she laughed, but the world's feelings about beauty should be the same, regardless of gender and age, she was still a little bean Ding back then, hearing such music, there will be an inexplicable sentimentality in her heart.

"Isn't this a good song?" she smiled mysteriously, "if you do well, I'll tell you after the final exam, and maybe I'll teach you how to sing." ”

"Okay, after class, remember to review well when you go back, the content taught today, the teacher will test you as soon as you start class tomorrow, and don't forget to howl a few times when you play blindly in "Singing the Second Little Cowherd". She laughed and kicked the kids out of the classroom.