At noon the next day, the concert was held in the school playground.

The snow has stopped, the sky is still gloomy, and it is still extremely cold, Yu Dongqing and they all put on down jackets, fortunately, they all brought winter clothes when they came out of Yanjing.

The stage is very simple, there is no lighting and no IED screen, only a banner is hung, much like a wild platform built in the countryside when rushing to the market.

But there are a lot of spectators below, standing at the front are the students, surrounded by the people nearby, to Yu Dongqing's surprise, there are more people than students, a large area of black pressing, some chatting and knocking sunflower seeds, just like the New Year. There are just a small vendors selling food and toys next to it.

At two o'clock, Feng Pei, as the person in charge of the school, delivered an enthusiastic speech, and then Zhang Yang expressed his gratitude on behalf of the band for the support of the school, and was willing to bring joy to everyone with his singing.

Then the singing began, Yu Dongqing stood in front of the microphone with a guitar and began to sing, all of which were old songs.

"Youth Brocade", "Love Song 1990", "Baqiao Willow".

are all songs that are more suitable for middle school students to sing, songs like "Advanced Animals", Yu Dongqing naturally won't choose.

Singing "The Story of Time", the following students sang along with the accompaniment of musical instruments:

Spring flowers bloom

Autumn winds

and the setting sun in winter

Melancholy youth

When I was younger, I used to think this ignorantly

The atmosphere on the field was enthusiastic.

After singing seven songs in one breath, Yu Dongqing announced that he would take a few minutes off and drink some water to moisten his throat, and when he saw Feng Pei, who was standing under the stage to maintain order, he suddenly had an idea, and shouted with a microphone: "Next, let's ask Principal Feng to sing a song to everyone, okay?" ”

"Good"

The students in the audience shouted in unison, looking excited.

I've heard that the principal sings beautifully, but I've never heard it before.

Feng Pei didn't expect Yu Dongqing to take him into the army, which he hadn't said beforehand, but he didn't shirk it, he walked in front of the rostrum very generously, took the microphone handed over by Yu Dongqing, and showed a smile on his face:

"Students, I usually stand here, I am talking to everyone with a straight face, today, I sing a song to my classmates, I like the song "Father" sung by the Qingmangzu Band very much, I will dedicate this song to everyone, but also to the father of the world!"

After Feng Pei finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Liu Yimin, the other party immediately understood, the drum sounded, followed by the flamboyant bass and Du Hui's keyboard, and Yu Dongqing, who was standing on the side, played the guitar to join the accompaniment.

Feng Pei took the microphone and sang:

Always ask for it

But they never said thank you

Until I grew up

It's not easy for you to understand

Every time you leave, always

Pretend to be relaxed

Smile and say go back

sang affectionately, the audience immediately burst into warm applause, and even the people in the audience didn't expect that this usually unsmiling principal would sing so well.

After Feng Pei finished singing, Yu Dongqing continued to play. "Old Boy", the Cantonese song "Sea and Sky", and even the rap-style "In the Plum Side".

The spring water looks at the summer flowers, and the makeup remains

Whoever smells the autumn cicadas knows that winter is coming

The laughter of the cold swing seems to be still there

Cut constantly, thinking about reason, and messing up

The atmosphere gradually reached a climax.

At this moment, light snow began to fall in the sky again, falling on the bodies and musical instruments of the four people on the stage, and Yu Dongqing and the four of them glanced at each other.

The drums didn't stop.

The piano has not stopped, and the singing has not stopped.

The students in the audience still sang and shouted enthusiastically, and the concert continued in the snow.

The concert lasted for two hours, and seeing the end, Yu Dongqing was ready to bow and end the performance after singing the last song "Chengdu".

But there was a boy's voice below.

"Teacher Yu, don't you Qingmangzu band come up with a new song every time you participate in a performance?"

Perhaps with the encouragement of this bold boy, the students in the audience also shouted.

"Teacher Yu, sing a new song!"

"Teacher Yu, come one!"

The sound resounded throughout the playground.

Yu Dongqing and Zhang Yang on the stage glanced at each other, and Zhang Yang made a helpless look, which means that this matter mainly depends on you.

Of course, Feng Pei in the audience would not let the students make such a fuss, and was just about to go on stage to relieve Yu Dongqing, but he heard the other party say.

"Students, then I'll sing a new song, sing about the past you and I have had, and the name of this song is "Childhood".

He first rubbed his stiff hands, then picked up his guitar and began to sing.

on a banyan tree by the pond;

I know that I am screaming for summer;

on a swing by the playground;

Only the butterfly rested on it.

It turned out that time and space Luo Dayou's "Childhood"!

The songs are cheerful and full of innocence.

Yu Dongqing was singing on stage, when suddenly several men came from outside the playground, and the students also started a commotion.

What happened?

Yu Dongqing, who was standing on the stage, was a little inexplicable.

Feng Pei in the audience saw this scene, and hurriedly gestured to Yu Dongqing to continue, and he and several school leaders hurriedly stepped forward.

It seemed very familiar, and a few people stood there and chatted for a few words, and then returned to the playground together, standing with the students and sounding.

After the last song "Childhood" was sung, this unique concert ended in a warm applause, and when the students and the crowd dispersed one after another, Feng Peicai took a few men who came over just now to introduce them to Yu Dongqing.

"This is Director Zhang of our County Bureau of Culture and Sports, and Director Liu of the Bureau of Culture and Tourism.

"These are the members of the Qingmangzu Band, and they are also my classmates" Feng Peigang wanted to introduce further, but the director of the Bureau of Culture and Tourism smiled and took the initiative to hold Yu Dongqing's hand: "Hehe, no need to introduce, you are the lead singer Yu Dongqing!" ”

"This is the bassist flamboyant!"

After everyone introduced each other, Director Zhang shook hands with a few people, and then said with a smile: "This Feng Pei, he likes to make his own opinions, since your band is here to perform, why don't you notify our bureau?" Let you perform in such a humble condition, freeze to death, right? ”

"Hehe, it's okay, I think it's good, I think it's very meaningful to be able to hold a concert here."

In the end, everyone entered the school's conference room, and in the afternoon, Director Zhang also hosted a banquet for Yu Dongqing in a restaurant in the town, and Feng Pei naturally accompanied him.

"Mr. Yu, how many days are you going to stay here?" During the meal, Director Liu of the Bureau of Culture and Tourism asked.

"Feng Pei is our old classmate, of course we want to stay a few more days, but unfortunately Du Hui still has to rush back to class." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

Director Liu knew that this seemingly silent keyboardist was actually a university professor, and it was actually someone's side job to play music, so he immediately said that the course could not be delayed, and everyone was welcome to come and play again when they had time.

After eating, the two directors returned to the county seat, and Yu Dongqing and Feng Pei also returned to his house.

Speaking of dinner at night, Feng Pei smiled and said that Director Zhang actually meant that he hoped that you would stay for a few more days, and it would be best to go to the big theater in the county town to perform.

Scold?

It turned out to be the idea.

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