Chapter Eighty-Four: A Grateful Heart
After dinner, the two went back to the classroom early.
"How did you command when you were a conductor before?" Su Bai asked.
Last year's chorus conductor of their class was Jiang Hanshu.
Before Jiang Hanshu could speak, Su Bai rubbed his head again and said, "Eh, why am I so stupid all of a sudden? I would ask a second-to-last choral conductor. ”
"What do you mean?" Jiang Hanshu pursed his lips, a little angry.
"Originally, if it weren't for your command last year, our class wouldn't have been the second-to-last." Su Bai smiled and said: "A blackboard newspaper only knows the frame, when the study committee does not help his classmates study, he is also a perfunctory little lazy person who is a conductor. Eh, how could I like you? ”
"What does it have to do with me? The conductors of the other classes are also conducted casually, but you can't sing. After Jiang Hanshu finished speaking, he pouted again: "I didn't let you like it, you provoked me by yourself, you can let it go if you don't like it!" It's too late now. ”
"Heh, let me go now? Xiao Hanshu, are you sure? Su Bai asked with a smile.
Jiang Hanshu looked at Su Bai, pursed his lips, and the little feet under the table stepped directly on Su Bai's shoes.
It's a pity that she has little strength, and her little foot stepped on Su Bai's instep, and Su Bai really didn't feel any pain.
Sometimes, though, it's better to go along with her.
"Shhh Su Bai frowned.
"Hmph, don't think I'm a bully." Jiang Hanshu snorted arrogantly, and then waved his little fist demonstratively.
Su Bai looked at her with a smile for a while, and then said with a sigh: "Alas, this damn high school entrance examination." ”
Jiang Hanshu's cuteness is too lethal for Su Bai.
Su Bai couldn't help it a lot of the time, but he still had to endure it.
Jiang Hanshu was so smart that he understood the meaning of his words.
She put down her hand directly, then lay on the table without squeaking, and did her homework honestly.
Good fellows, they're starting to shrink up as ostriches again.
Su Bai looked at the flush on the root of her ear and smiled, and also picked up the pen and started to do her homework.
This is an English test paper sent by Duan Dongfang in the afternoon, so that they can finish it at the end of class, and the lecture will start at noon tomorrow.
The time is too tight, there are too many test papers, and there is a choir competition this week, so the test papers for each subject are basically sent out for students to find time to do on their own.
In the classroom, it is left to the teachers of each subject to explain the key knowledge to be tested in the high school entrance examination.
"Eh, how do you do this?" Su Bai suddenly asked with the English test paper.
He really had a problem.
"No, it won't." Jiang Hanshu didn't even look at it, and said directly.
"You've stepped on it, it's time for your anger to go away, right? ”苏白笑着问道。
"Didn't you say I don't help my classmates study? I just don't help, what's wrong? ”姜寒酥问道。
"Can you help them with my business? I'd rather you only help me than them. Su Bai said funny.
"Then, then you just said me." Jiang Hanshu pursed his lips and said.
"Tease you." After Su Bai finished speaking, he smiled again: "Who will tease you if they don't like you?" 好了,快帮帮我看看这道题怎么解,你以前都很怂的,怎么今天跟个小刺猬一样。 ”
"It's all bullied by you." Jiang Hanshu wrinkled his cute nose and said with some grievances.
"Eh, Jiang Hanshu, you're very dangerous like this! Don't you think you're coquettish with me right now? Su Bai suddenly laughed.
Didn't you say you had to be a classmate first?
How to do it to get closer to the relationship?
"Where, where is it?" When Jiang Hanshu heard this, he immediately coaxed again.
"If not, come and help me talk about it." Su Bai said.
"Uh-oh." Jiang Hanshu took Su Bai's test paper and told him about it.
The evening self-study is mathematics, and Han Cheng lectures on the paper.
After school in the evening, Jiang Hanshu helped Su Bai review physics.
An hour later, the two left.
On Monday morning, the fourth period started, and music teacher Zhao Lu walked into the classroom.
This should be the only music class they had in the third year of junior high school, because all the music classes last semester were occupied.
The last music class had to be traced back to the second semester of the second year of junior high school, when Zhao Lu taught the song "Love Without Breaking Up" by Wang Sulong.
Most of the music teachers are women, and they are all young.
"Yue Xin takes the lead, let's sing a song first." Zhao Lu said.
"Hmm." Yue Xin nodded.
"Unconsciously don't ask, don't feel pain, how much time. In the alley of an uncertain night, tears flowed quietly. ”
"Ready, Sing......"
Yue Xin started the beginning, and the class sang this song.
In addition to Li Xin's Chinese class, perhaps only when they are in music class can they sing a song before class.
After the song was sung, Zhao Lu walked to the podium.
"Yesterday afternoon, I discussed with your homeroom teacher, and the song to be sung in our class chorus competition this time is Ouyang Feifei's "Grateful Heart". Zhao Lu wrote the name of the song on the blackboard with chalk, and then said: "This song is very difficult to sing, not about how many skills it takes, but when singing, it must be emotionally colored, if this song is sung without emotion, it will be very ugly." ”
"The other is sign language, this singing will not be difficult, but the difficult thing is to learn sign language, today is Monday, there are four days left before Friday, I can be responsible for teaching your song, but whether you can learn sign language depends on how much time your homeroom teacher can spare for you to learn." Zhao Lu said.
"Let's listen to this song first, and then I'll teach it sentence by sentence." After Zhao Lu finished speaking, she turned on the speaker.
After the song was played, Zhao Lu began to teach.
In half an hour, Zhao Lu taught four times.
She took a sip of water, and then said, "I'll use sign language on it below, and everyone will sing it to me together." ”
"I came from chance, prepared, and sang." Zhao Lu said.
I came from chance, like a speck of dust
Does anyone see that I am vulnerable
Where I come from, where I love
Whoever in the next moment, calls me
Although the world is wide, this road is difficult to walk
I have seen all over this world, ups and downs and hardships
How much love I still have, how many tears I still have
God knows, I don't admit defeat
Grateful heart, thank you for having you
It has been with me for the rest of my life and has given me the courage to be myself
Grateful heart, thankful fate
When the flowers bloom and fall, I will cherish them as well
Maybe everyone has their own people to thank, maybe this song has been heard many times before, or maybe Zhao Lu taught it well, so more than 90 people in the class looked at Zhao Lu's sign language, sang neatly, and the voice was moving.
I am grateful to my teachers for imparting my knowledge.
Thank you classmates for growing up with me.
Thank God for giving me a chance to be born again.
Su Bai looked at Jiang Hanshu beside him and smiled.
I also want to thank you, because because of you, my world will not become so lonely.
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