On the stage.

Under everyone's gaze, the screen lit up little by little.

Accompanied by a burst of soft music, the picture shows a small village that is somewhat dilapidated, but somewhat warm.

And along with the pictures of all corners of the small village, lines of words also emerged:

That summer, she inadvertently passed by a small village.

Although it was only a short stay, she always remembered this place, like a sweater given by an elder, obviously outdated, but it made people feel warm.

"Because..."

"Here, she's not a diva, just an ordinary teacher."

“……”

With the appearance of lines and lines of subtitles, Zhao Ji's photos also appeared on the big screen one by one in chronological order.

“……”

"There must have been no tears irrigated this time"

There is no recording material of the VV video of Wang Xie and the children, no spontaneous learning clips of the children, and no clips of Wang Xie inviting the children to watch the concert together.

“……”

"The teacher is getting more and more beautiful!"

We can tell that it is a seven-character poem.

"Teacher, that's your competition certificate, you're amazing~"

"The kids said it was a test sheet that we handed to the teacher."

Then you still beat Xiao Ying again: "It must be that he organized yes yes, he came to deceive your tears, he is too good." ”

And the listeners who finally read the vague lyrics that time were also shocked, and one word came to their minds - ironing.

And just when the little family fell into an inexplicable emotion, Daying continued to speak.

"The children have always been very beautiful, and Mr. Wang Xie also cares about the children, and even often communicates with the children through video chat."

Zhao Ji at the entrance of the stage looked at the familiar photos, and couldn't help but look at Wang Xie Jiao and said, "I don't know when you took it secretly." ”

There is not the only official photo, just like a graduation photo, Wang Xie is half-squatting in the middle, and the children are standing in two rows.

"I hope that children can bloom like peonies, and convey the value of life to children with that positive attitude, which is more beneficial than any book knowledge."

Singing: All teachers and students of Taoyuan University

"Come, Mr. Wang Xie invited the children to your concert, and the children were very happy, so there was no surprise performance."

"Moss flowers are as big as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies"

Then she stood on the podium, happily communicating with a group of students.

As the guitar sound outside Daying's hand, the band followed suitably to match Daying's performance.

"Moss flowers are as big as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies"

"All the darkness is paved for the dawn"

In other words, it is sincere and moving, but the meaning is profound, and the rhyme is harmonious and catchy.

Song: Moss

Under the stool on the right sat a man, holding a guitar in his hand, but he didn't seem to be relaxed.

Da Ying's words are in terms of confidence, rhythm or performance, they all sound like an amateur, but they are all listening to it consciously.

"Beauty is also for people who are sad, who have lost their coldness, who have lost their loved ones, who will see the light that comes out of the cracks, and then purify themselves outside the turbid and agile flowing water."

And before Daying finished the next paragraph, he spoke again.

Lyrics: Hu Yu

After 3 seconds of warming up, Da Ying, who had just reacted, woke up like a dream and said: "This, the little family is bad, your name is Da Ying, and you took over as a music teacher outside the university before Teacher Wang Xie left." ”

"Maybe it's still this ignorant big child"

At the front, the children appeared outside the video one by one and sent their blessings to Wang Xie.

Under the stool on the left, there is an 11-year-old boy on the right and left, and you look obviously not a little shy.

"The day is everywhere, and youth comes naturally"

"Teacher, you will definitely be bad at reading, and you will be bad at singing."

When Daying said the surprise performance, many people also had interested looks in their eyes.

Zhao Ji also said casually, and then set her eyes on the screen again.

It's too bad or worse, this girl named Da Ying repeats it very slowly.

The audience was so attracted by the childish voice of the big boy that they barely noticed what the lyrics were, and just felt like they had missed something.

"When the wind comes, the flowers will naturally bloom"

Plus the group of children who came out of the desert, although we are not the most handsome and beautiful one, and we are also the one with the worst academic performance, just like these mosses outside the dry corner, people can see them, but we must be put out by the microscope, and we will be like flowers, very beautiful.

"The beauty of the muddy and pure sound can also make people feel the power of this innocent hesitation."

It was Hu Yu who found out very slowly, and the link you thought had not started before was the real end.

"Teacher, you hate him!"

Composer: Xiao Ying

I plucked a few strings and tried the sound, and then I played it beautifully.

With the sound of the chorus, a group of children dressed in national costumes also poured down from both sides of the stage, and then stood in a row next to Daying, moving their bodies to the rhythm of the song.

There is no Wang Xie to teach the children seriously, no children sing around Wang Xie, and no Wang Xie plays games with the children.

And when he saw Wang Xie at that time, the tears finally stopped flowing.

"It's really fitting that song to be sung by a group of kids whose lives aren't going so well."

But the key seven-character poem is very beautiful, shapeless and obscure, very suitable for older children to read, and it is very inspirational.

"Knock, knock..."

Even the audience was still surprised, because the first to speak was the big boy in the audience.

"Dream signpost, light up for him"

And the fans on the stage finally endured it at the moment.

"Streams merge into the sea, dreams stand into mountains"

The photo looks obviously taken secretly, but it fully shows Zhao Ji's happiness and the seriousness of the children.

And when Daying sang "The streams converge into the sea, and the dream stands into mountains", what came out of the stereo was the chorus of Daying and the children.

It's more like an elegant and dignified music teacher.

"Such a beautiful poem in praise of extraordinary life should be known by a special person who is as little less than you."

"The day is everywhere, and youth comes naturally"

"It's because of the story, but the first second I heard that big girl's bright voice, I was moved and wanted to cry."

"The child's crisp and loud singing voice is like a yellow warbler out of the valley, like a gust of wind sweeping through your heart."

"Teacher, I hope you have all the best for your concert."

The prelude is gentle and hesitant, and it seems that just listening to the lull can soften the hearts of the listeners.

"To be content with the extraordinary, but to be content with the extraordinary."

First of all, she took solo photos of all over the village, looking relaxed, cheerful and happy.

"Teacher, you want to do it."

Other people may feel familiar, but Hu Yu recognized it at a glance, it was Daying and Daqun.

As the short film was played, before the stage lights were about to turn on, Wang Xie was surprised to find that there were two people in the audience, one on the right and one on the left, sitting on both sides of a desk.

The stage screen also slowly drifted through the song's message.

So there's nothing better than "ironing" to describe us and the song.

Further on, photos quickly turned into videos.

At this moment, Zhao Ji is no longer the charming and charming diva.

The picture under the screen continues.

“……”

"It's not a lot of skill, but it's really good."

Wang Xie shook his head lightly: "You said that it was taken secretly, let you know that you can pay it back." ”