"What's wrong with Zhang Mengmeng? Why are you in such a hurry? Zhang Fan asked subconsciously.

The woman who was like the wind stopped when she heard this familiar voice, and saw that it was Zhang Fan's eyes.

"Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Mengmeng ran quickly towards Zhang Fan's position, and before he could settle down, he opened his mouth and said: "Zhang Fan, there is a little problem with the program in our class, you come with me!" ”

"What? Let me go with you? Zhang Fan pointed to his nose, and before he could come back to his senses, he was held by Zhang Mengmeng.

On the junior high school campus, the interaction between men and women has always been taboo, but at this time, Zhang Mengmeng has no scruples, it seems that something really big has happened.

Zhang Fan wanted to break free, but when she saw Zhang Mengmeng's eager expression, she still let her go.

Outside the lecture hall was bustling, but backstage was quiet, and everyone was quietly preparing for their own show.

Zhang Mengmeng took Zhang Fan a few turns and came to a dressing room.

"Teacher, there's no way, the whole string of my erhu is broken, if you want to repair it, you can only go to the city to repair it, and there is no repair shop in our county."

In the dressing room, a boy held the erhu and said to the head teacher Song Chunmei, the erhu in his hand was obviously damaged, and the strings on it had collapsed.

"Li Liang, how did you get it? How did a good erhu become like this? "The head teacher Song Chunmei's expression is very serious now, if the erhu really can't be remedied, it is a trivial matter that the class shows are missing, but it will disrupt the overall arrangement of the party.

"Teacher, I don't know, I went out to the toilet and came back to the erhu like this." Li Liang is a very thin boy, and when he was asked by the head teacher, his tone was full of grievances.

"Forget it, now think about how to remedy it." Song Chunmei sighed, tonight's party was recorded by a TV station, and the principal also wanted to use this party to promote the experimental middle school.

"Teacher, I'm back." Zhang Mengmeng and Zhang Fan walked into the dressing room.

Song Chunmei saw that Zhang Fan was a little puzzled, nodded at him and asked Zhang Mengmeng who came in: "Mengmeng, what did Teacher Murong say?" ”

Murong Cunxue, a music teacher at the Experimental Middle School, is also the chief planner of the party.

Zhang Mengmeng calmed down and said: "Teacher Murong said, let's see if there is any program to replace it, if it really doesn't work, I can only skip the program of erhu, and let the host's narrator add a few more words to waste the time." ”

Song Chunmei pondered for a while on the side, then turned her head to Wen Xiaotong on the side and said, "Xiaotong, what other students in our class are talented?" ”

Wen Xiaotong took out a notebook from her backpack, because she was not familiar with other classmates at first, so she wrote down everyone's situation.

"There is also a classmate who can recite, and a classmate who also plays the electronic piano very well, and nothing else." Wen Xiaotong read to the notebook.

Song Chunmei frowned and said slowly, "Xiaotong, you go and call these two classmates in." ”

Wen Xiaotong nodded and walked out of the dressing room quickly.

Zhang Fan felt embarrassed that he came in, and he couldn't help watching everyone talk.

"Zhang Fan, do you have any good ideas?" Zhang Mengmeng looked at Zhang Fan, and she didn't know why she always felt that this boy must have a way, so she couldn't help but pull him into the dressing room.

When Song Chunmei heard Zhang Mengmeng's question, she also looked at Zhang Fan on the side, and couldn't help but look forward to it a little more.

Zhang Fan is now a clever woman, and it is impossible for him to conjure up a show.

"Teacher, since Li Liang's erhu can't be repaired in a short period of time, now we can only see if there are other programs to replace it, and there is really nothing to do about the others." Zhang Fan said slowly.

"But there's a catch." Zhang Fan paused and said.

"What?" The crowd was puzzled.

Zhang Fan said: "That is, whether a program can be formed in a short period of time, even a simple recitation has to go through long-term practice, and suddenly let a classmate go directly to the stage to recite, which will definitely not work." ”

Song Chunmei nodded: "It makes sense, Xiaotong's solo singing is also practiced every day to get to this level." I don't feel at ease if you are suddenly allowed to go on stage without practice. ”

At this time, Wen Xiaotong brought in the two classmates.

Song Chunmei explained the reason to them, but it seems that things are not optimistic.

One of the girls, who could play the electronic piano, said: "Teacher, my house is half an hour's drive from here, and I will definitely not be able to catch it back and forth when I go back and forth." ”

Another boy who recited directly refused, and it was extremely difficult to memorize a paragraph in such a short period of time, or in such a tense situation.

The atmosphere in the dressing room became very solemn, Wen Xiaotong and Zhang Mengmeng sat together, and the two little girls had no idea at all in this situation.

Song Chunmei is also very anxious now, if she just gives up a show, then don't think about the evaluation of the class this semester.

But it would be self-defeating to make a show on it.

"Hey, forget it, let's just have a show in our class, Xiaotong, your solo play well, stabilize your mood."

Song Chunmei can't help it, now it's the only way to go.

"Mengmeng, you go outside and talk to Teacher Murong, and say that the erhu solo in our class will be removed."

Zhang Mengmeng nodded, and was about to run out, but Zhang Fan grabbed her.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Fan turned his head and said to everyone.

"What's wrong?" Song Chunmei's face was full of doubts.

"Teacher Song, do you want me to try?" Zhang Fan said slowly.

"You?" The room full of people looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, and Zhang Mengmeng's eyes were not only surprised, but also surprised.

Zhang Fan nodded and said slowly: "Teacher, I can also sing solo." ”

Song Chunmei couldn't help but nod at the boy in front of her, it is not something that ordinary students can do to stand up in this kind of crisis.

"Okay, Zhang Fan, you sing a few words to us, if you don't have all five notes, I won't let you play." Song Chunmei said.

Zhang Fan nodded, cleared his throat, opened his mouth and began to sing.

I heard raindrops falling on the green meadows

I heard the bell ringing in the distance

But I didn't hear you

Call me by name earnestly

When I fell in love with you, I didn't understand feelings

I felt unforgettable when I parted

Why didn't I find out met you

It's the best thing in life

……

Zhang Fan's voice was very immature, but there was a faint hint of old age in the immaturity.

Two lives as a human being, after death, and rebirth, the song Little Luck is more of a relief for Zhang Fan, and it is to learn to let go.

How lucky to meet her, but only this little luck.