When the bespectacled parents heard this, they were stunned at first, and then turned their heads to look at Zhang Can and asked in disbelief,

"The songs you write, you will also write the songs?"

Li Jingwu's father couldn't help but say, "Mr. Zhang, aren't you doing animation?"

"What?" the bespectacled parent couldn't help but ask, "he's not...... Music ......"

Li Jingwu's father was also stunned.

The parents next to him didn't speak anymore.

The little glasses couldn't help but continue, "I said, Uncle Dongdong, you may not know that this song is not just written. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, you know, he had seen too many things that he thought he could write songs casually, but in the end they were all specious and couldn't listen to them.

If they can write anything, then why do they learn for more than ten years?

"Dongdong, do you really want to sing?"

"Dongdong, the song of the yellow earth, only the old man sings it. ”

"I just heard your uncle write you a song, didn't you?"

"Dongdong's uncle is good-looking, and he must have written a good song. ”

Several children followed Dongdong and talked to her.

"I went out to learn to sing with my uncle first. Dongdong ignored them, pulled Zhang Can and went out.

There was a lounge outside, but it was full of people, and the two of them went around a few times to find a place where no one was.

"Uncle, what kind of song is it!" Dongdong asked a little excitedly.

"Wait, I think about it. Zhang Can said.

"Faint," Dongdong's eyes widened, "No, uncle, don't tell me, you can write me a song on the spot." Did you write it? But it's still ten minutes to go!"

Zhang Can glared at her, "You forgot, your uncle is doing this, why can't he write it!"

As he spoke, he took out his pen from his pocket and asked,

"Is there any paper?"

Where to find paper at this time, Dongdong took out a pack of tissues from his small schoolbag and asked, "Is this okay?"

It's a tissue again, Zhang Can sweats profusely, he is forced to write on a tissue almost every time, will this be doubted, his creation is carried out from C.

But Dongdong couldn't care so much, so he quickly stuffed a tissue to him.

Zhang Can thought about it for a while, and began to write with a brush.

You must know that the number of words in the nursery rhyme is very small, and he completed it quickly.

"I'll teach you to sing it now, and you can follow me. ”

The melody of this song is simple and cheerful, and Dongdong quickly learns it.

Zhang Can returned to his seat, and Dongdong went backstage.

"It's really written. Li Jingwu's father couldn't help but ask.

"Yes. Zhang Can nodded.

"Huh. The bespectacled parent couldn't help but snort. However, he had some scruples and didn't say anything, but everyone present could see that he was waiting for Zhang Can to make trouble!

Li Jingwu's father just wanted to say something, but Dongdong ran back again.

"Uncle, you don't have a score, the teacher can't play!"

"That's right," Zhang Can forgot about this stubble, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go and accompany you." ”

"Really!" Dongdong was overjoyed.

A few parents next to him glanced at each other, but they didn't expect that they would indeed know music. You can also accompani!

After Zhang Can left, a female patriarch couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect Uncle Dongdong to be quite powerful, not only can write songs, but also accompaniment!"

"That's right!"

"The true spirit of the key chief!"

Hearing that many people were praising him, the little glasses couldn't help but say,

"What's wrong with this? I can't write songs, but I have to go up, it's so easy to write songs!"

"It's just a child's activity, what's this!"

"yes, if you can write. ”

Several parents still have some expectations, after all, they don't have much expectations for Zhang Can.

"Wait and see, I want to hear what he can write. Little Glasses said disdainfully.

There were also several parents who were moved by him.

"That's right, what's wrong with singing the yellow earth?"

"Although the yellow earth is not very old and the child, it is better than what he wrote. ”

"If you can't, don't be a hero. ”

In the midst of a discussion, the students who were supposed to dance on the stage finished performing. At this time, the host came to the stage again.

"The next program, song singing, is performed by Yu Dongdong, a student from the first class of the third grade, everyone is welcome. ”

The applause from the audience was sparse, and there was nothing to be done, most of today's show was singing. The level of the students is not very good, and another is also, these songs have been listened to a hundred and eighty times, so everyone is not interested, hearing that it is another song, many people on the scene yawned, and many people chatted directly with the heat, ignoring it.

However, the students in the first class of the third grade applauded very enthusiastically, one because there were two people in the class performing, and the other because Dongdong was still quite popular in the class.

At this time, Dongdong took the stage from the side, walked on the stage with short legs, and walked on the stage with high spirits.

Zhang Can sat on the piano with accompaniment from the side, which was very biased and ordinary people would not pay attention to it.

But a few students noticed.

"The one who plays the piano is not Teacher Qin. ”

"It seems to be Dongdong's uncle!"

"Dongdong's uncle can play the piano!"

"Qingqing said, Dongdong's uncle is very good-looking!"

A few young classmates began to discuss, and at this time, Dongdong spoke.

"Hello students, teachers, parents, the song I sang is called, "The Snail and the Oriole", which is an original song. ”

"The Snail and the Oriole" is a narrative folk song, the melody of the song is relaxed and lively, the lyrics are vivid and interesting, and it is a metaphor for the tenacious spirit of people in daily life who are not afraid of difficulties and persistently pursue the goal of struggle.

The song is innocent and simple, full of life. The lyrics are tightly combined, most of them are one word and one sound, which is similar to the spoken language, simple and natural. It is even more suitable for children to sing.

It's both educational and catchy at the same time.

Dongdong paused for a while, and along with the music, he began to sing the first line.

"A vine before Amena,"

"The green land of Anen Anon has just sprouted"

Yu Yue'er also taught Dongdong some music at home, not to mention that her voice was clear, and the first sentence she sang caught the ears of many people.

Many did not continue to speak, but could not help but look at the stage.

"A vine before Amena,"

"The green land of Anen Anon has just sprouted"

"The snail carries that heavy shell"

"Step by step"

"Two Orioles on Ah Shu'a"

"Ah-hee-hee-ha-ha is laughing at it"

"It's still very early for the grapes to ripen"

"What are you doing now?"

"Ah Huang, Ah Huang Lier, don't laugh"

"When I climb it's ripe"

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