Hu Laoer's family came to two young offspring, and the news quickly spread in Taoyuan Village and became the main topic of conversation after dinner.

In fact, it is not a new thing for outsiders to come to the village, but the two people who let them come are the kind whose appearance breaks through the sky, and they look like porcelain dolls, which makes everyone feel very fresh.

When the two of them went out again the next day, the villagers were already like acquaintances who had known each other for a long time, and they were already skillfully greeting the two.

"Little brother, have you eaten?"

"You little couple will go out again, if you have time, come and try my family's cellar food."

"The eldest sister looks like a fairy in the sky, which is really rare, and the little one is blessed."

“……”

Wang Xie and Zhao Ji also nodded casually, or said a few homely words to each other, as if they were indeed the villagers here.

The two walked along the road of the village, chatting and walking slowly, and their current destination was the only wooden house with a flag, that is, the school.

Since she promised to give the children a music lesson yesterday, Zhao Ji even seemed more excited than the children, so after breakfast, she took Wang Xie to the direction of the school.

By the time we arrived at the school gate, all the children in the village were already standing at the school gate, and it seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Ji glanced at the watch on her wrist suspiciously, showing that it was just 9:30. I've made an appointment to see you at 10 o'clock, is my watch broken?

At this time, the sharp-eyed children had already seen Zhao Ji's figure from a distance, and then the children were in a commotion, and then they ran over with cheers.

"Wow, beautiful sister is here, she didn't lie to us!"

"Take music lessons, take music lessons~"

"Whoever got the door key, hurry up and open the door first!"

"Stupid, if you want to call a teacher, what do you call sister!"

“……”

Zhao Ji looked at the children running towards him, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and at the same time shouted to the children who ran over: "Eh, run slowly, be careful of falling." ”

Soon, the children ran to Zhao Ji's side, chattered with Zhao Ji and shared the interesting things they encountered, and hugged Zhao Ji to the school together.

In fact, I don't blame these children for being so enthusiastic.

In a huge school, there are only two teachers who have to teach children nine subjects, including Chinese, mathematics, English, morality and the rule of law, science, computer basics, physical education, music, and art.

Therefore, the children have basically not taken any music classes, art classes, and even computer courses, in fact, there are no conditions, and now some people say that they want to teach them music lessons, and the children are naturally very happy.

So even during the summer vacation, they still actively ran to school early in the morning.

The children hugged Zhao Ji and walked in front, Wang Xie followed silently alone, until he walked to the door of one of the classrooms, and after the children rushed in, Zhao Ji stopped at the door and stopped Wang Xie with his backhand.

"What does that mean?" Seeing that Zhao Ji stretched out his hand to stop herself, Wang Xie is a monk who is the second zhang was confused.

But Zhao Ji seemed to have entered the state of a teacher, and said to Wang Xie with a straight face: "We are about to go to class, and idle people are not allowed to enter." ”

"Me? Miscellaneous people, etc.? Wang Xie pointed to himself with some tears and laughter.

"Are you a student?" Seeing that Wang Xie seemed to be a little unconvinced, Zhao Ji asked lightly.

"It's not." Wang Xie replied honestly.

"Are you today's teacher?" Zhao Ji continued to ask.

"It's not." Wang Xie still shook his head.

"So you know what to do." Zhao Ji raised her eyebrows, looking like you want to be sensible.

"Yes, understood, I'll go!" Wang Xie had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Seeing Wang Xie turn around and leave, Zhao Ji stuck out her tongue. She had never been a teacher, and if Wang Xie was here, she would be nervous and didn't know how to go to class.

But what Zhao Ji didn't expect was that when she arrived at the classroom and started teaching the children, a sneaky figure quietly turned back.

Wang Xie didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to see how Zhao Ji became a teacher.

When he returned to the window and quietly looked in, Zhao Ji had already started his teaching task seriously.

"Ah~" Zhao Ji demonstrated on stage: "You can put your hand on your little belly, if your little belly has a feeling of retraction when you make a sound, it is the correct pronunciation position." If the stomach does not move and only the chest rises, the sound will be thin. ”

It turned out to be teaching the children how to use dantian pronunciation, Wang Xie nodded.

As an introduction to vocal lessons, Zhao Ji chose vocal training instead of music reading practice, which is undoubtedly a very smart approach.

Because as long as the correct pronunciation method is mastered, even if Zhao Ji will leave soon, then the children can achieve good results through practice.

But if it is to read music, then maybe this lesson will be in vain, in such a short period of time, it is undoubtedly impossible to teach a group of children to learn to read and sing music.

After practicing with the children for a while, Zhao Ji stopped, and this kind of practice was indeed a bit too boring for the children.

So Zhao Ji taught the children a few popular children's songs on the earth, and when they saw that everyone had learned them, Zhao Ji took the children to sing.

Everyone sang for a long time, and the school kept echoing the cheerful laughter of the children.

But after singing several times, a little boy suddenly raised his hand tremblingly, signaling that he had something to say.

"Do you have any questions, classmate?" Zhao Ji has fully entered the role of a teacher, so she directly signaled that the little boy could speak.

The little boy stood up and held back for a long time before saying to Zhao Ji, "Teacher, can you teach us another song?" ”

"Other songs?" Zhao Ji was a little puzzled, but still asked with encouragement: "Then what song do you want to learn?" ”

Perhaps because of Zhao Ji's encouragement, the little boy became bolder: "The last time we went out to compete, the children from other schools would sing a song called... Called..."

The little boy didn't seem to know the name of the song, and he was a little stuck, but soon his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly to Zhao Ji: "I forgot the name, but I still remember a few lyrics, I can sing these lines to you." ”

"Oh~" Seeing the little boy's volunteering, Zhao Ji naturally readily agreed, so she continued to encourage and said: "Okay, then the teacher listens, if the teacher can sing, the teacher will teach everyone." ”

The little boy got Zhao Ji's permission, as if he had won some honor.

I saw that he puffed up his chest proudly, his eyes opened angrily, and only after he had brewed his emotions in place did he open his mouth, and his singing words spurted out like bullets.

[I love you walking alone in the dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel]

[I love you and confront despair, and I refuse to cry]

[I love your tattered clothes, but dare to block the gun of fate]

[Love you and I are so similar, the gap is the same]

[Go, match, this ragged cloak]

[Fight, fight, with the humblest dream]

【……】

As soon as the little boy's singing voice came out, Zhao Ji was stunned as if she had seen something unbelievable.

And Wang Xie, who was looking out of the window with relish, couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand at this time.

Even if it's on another plane.

In the end, this song will inevitably become a golden song in children's songs.

It's.

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