"I hurriedly walked into the forest. The forest was full of clumps. I couldn't see his whereabouts. I only saw the trees swaying in the wind..."
In the study room on the second floor, Ma Xiaolong stood in front of the desk, singing "Nanping Evening Breeze" in a childish voice under Zhang Chiling's gaze.
The lv2 vocal ability is only below that of the national team. Although Zhang Zhiling is a music teacher in a junior high school, her level is at the top of lv1. She may be able to debut as a professional singer, but that's it. After hearing Ma Xiaolong's lv2
After she finished singing, she felt very complicated, feeling happy and ashamed at the same time.
"I walked out of the forest and saw the red sunset again."
Ma Xiaolong slowly stopped speaking, looked at Zhang Chiling, and asked, "Mom, how are you doing?"
Zhang Chiling nodded and said with a smile: "You sing very well. I didn't expect you to reach this level in just half a year. Mom has nothing to teach you now."
"Why not? You haven't taught me an instrument yet!" Ma Xiaolong said.
"Am I not teaching?" Zhang Chiling stared at him with twinkling eyes.
Ma Xiaolong coughed dryly: "I think you have to concentrate on everything you study. If you are half-hearted, you won't accomplish anything."
"Then are you willing to learn now?" Zhang Chiling asked.
"Learn, definitely learn." Ma Xiaolong said: "Start with the simplest harmonica."
Zhang Chiling nodded: "Okay."
"One more thing." Ma Xiaolong walked to the safe in the corner of the study room. This safe was bought last year. It is a standard old-fashioned safe. Once locked, even a hammer cannot open it.
There was a pile of house books and cash in the safe. Ma Xiaolong took out 20,000 yuan and placed it in front of Zhang Chiling.
Zhang Chiling looked at him: "What are you doing?"
"Mom, I want to buy a few musical instruments, one is a guitar, the other is an erhu, and the third is a piano, but I don't know how to do it. I'll give you this money. You can help me buy these three instruments. Is the money enough?
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Zhang Chiling said: "You can buy high-quality musical instruments, but if you just practice, ordinary ones will be fine. The total cost will not cost more than 10,000."
"I want the best." Ma Xiaolong said: "Whether you perform on TV or perform in school, I will definitely choose the first one."
Zhang Chiling chuckled: "That's fine, Mom will go to the capital to buy it for you when she has time."
"Yeah." Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "There are still two hundred yuan in tuition fees, you can keep it yourself!"
Six months ago, under the pretext that he wanted to learn singing, he asked Zhang Chiling to give him private tutoring for two hundred yuan a month. Originally, Zhang Chiling didn't want it, but Ma Xiaolong said, "If you don't want it, I won't learn it either."
Zhang Chiling knew that Ma Xiaolong wanted to help her, and had been doing so since the time when he repaired the courtyard wall and flipped the house. If Ma Xiaolong was just an ordinary child, she would never accept his kindness, but this child is too extraordinary.
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As Ma Xiaolong's godmother, she is also one of the few people who knows how much money Ma Xiaolong earned in the past year. The tuition fee of two hundred per month is nothing to him.
After much thought, Zhang Zhiling agreed and she tried her best in teaching, which Chen Jun did not receive. And Ma Xiaolong did not live up to her efforts. In just six months, she improved to a level that even she could not touch.
Her godson is not only a genius, but also an all-rounder who can learn everything quickly.
If you enter the music industry in the future...
Zhang Chiling shook her head, this kid is too independent, let him do as he likes!
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It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.
On Tomb Sweeping Day, the school did not have a holiday. All the second grade children lined up and went straight to the Martyrs Cemetery under the leadership of their teachers.
Each little carrot head held a white paper flower made by himself, which he wanted to dedicate to the immortal martyrs.
This journey is quite far. We set off from the school at 2pm and took the No. 11 bus, which took more than an hour to arrive.
The Martyrs Cemetery looks a bit desolate and overgrown with weeds. There is an old monument in the middle with the names of the martyrs engraved on it.
The little carrot heads lined up and dedicated the paper flowers in their hands to the martyrs who sacrificed their lives to protect their homeland and country.
Many little carrot heads didn't seem to understand the significance of doing this. Although they were restrained by teachers and principals, they only regarded it as a fun thing. When they were free to move around after presenting the flowers, the boy pounced on the newly unearthed ants in the grass.
The grasshopper is noisy; the girl is much quieter, just looking for a clean place to sit down, laughing and chatting.
Ma Xiaolong stood in front of the monument with a solemn expression.
Zhusha was beside him, hesitant to speak. This was the first time she had seen Ma Xiaolong like this.
For a long time, Ma Xiaolong took a deep breath and sang loudly.
"The beacon smoke is billowing and the heroes are singing, and the green mountains all around are listening..."
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the sudden singing. When they saw the singer, they were stunned: "It's him!"
"On a sunny day, thunder beats the golden drum, and the waves of the sea make a harmonious sound. The people's warriors drive away tigers and leopards, risking their lives to preserve peace..."
Everyone fell silent, everyone stood still, and there was an indescribable excitement in their hearts.
"Why is the battle flag so beautiful? The blood of heroes dyes it red. Why does spring always exist on the earth? The lives of heroes bloom with flowers."
Ma Xiaolong's vocals, which have just been promoted to Level 3, are top-notch even in the national team. Ma Xiaolong's singing is full of emotion, impassioned and resonant.
After hearing this, some little carrots burst into tears involuntarily. They didn't know why they were crying, they couldn't understand it at all, but they just wanted to cry.
Ma Xiaolong devoted all his emotion and strength to singing this song. He did not expect these little carrot heads to miss and be grateful to the martyrs. He just stood as a pure patriot and wanted to use his singing to tell these little carrot heads: No
The sacrifices of these martyrs would have prevented us from having a better life now and in the future. You little bastards, show some respect here!
"With a roar and the roar of cannons, the rivers and seas turned upside down and the world collapsed. Holding the blasting tube tightly with both hands, fire and blood surged from the angry eyes. The enemy rotted and turned into soil, and the brave warriors turned into stars."
Ma Xiaolong raised his arms and made an inciting gesture to the teachers: "Sing!"
The teachers were stunned, and then, led by Ma Xiaolong, they all started singing, louder and louder: "Why is the battle flag so beautiful? The blood of heroes dyes it red. Why does spring always exist on the earth? The lives of heroes bloom with flowers."
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Martyrs, thanks to you, today's motherland is in good health, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.
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On the way back to school, Zhu Sha kept looking at him with strange eyes.
Ma Xiaolong was confused and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"
"It's okay." Zhu Sha shook her head, was silent for a moment, and said, "Xiaolong, you sing really well."
"Ha, it's not bad." Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "After all, I have learned from my godmother for more than half a year."
"Yeah." Zhu Sha had no idea about the time it took to learn to sing. She just thought he was very good and could do anything he did.
Similarly, almost all the little carrot heads will involuntarily cast their eyes on Ma Xiaolong. The little lolita who blush when they see him like and admire him more and more, and the young ladies who hate him also have a subverted view of him.
Sexual changes: This guy is not that annoying anymore.
As soon as I returned to school, it was time for school to end. The little carrots left the school one after another, but the principal stayed with the teachers and held a meeting. He mainly asked Sun Ban about Ma Xiaolong's study and usual performance in class and out of class.
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Sun Ban said truthfully: "Ma Xiaolong has always been the first in his grade since the first grade, and he got full marks in every exam, without exception."
"So awesome!?" The teachers who had never taught Ma Xiaolong were surprised. Even the principal was a little surprised and nodded with relief.
"In addition, his sports performance is also the best. He can run fast, jump high, and is strong. He is no worse than the children in the upper grades." Sun Ban said.
"It's passed." A teacher retorted on the spot: "Teacher Sun, it's understandable that you care for your students, but you have to be realistic! How can any child in the lower grade compare with the higher grade?"
"Haha." Sun Ban said with a smile: "Teacher Liu, don't you believe that we will organize the boys in your class to compete with Ma Xiaolong tomorrow?"
Teacher Liu is the head teacher of Class 2 in the fifth year. She originally didn’t take seriously what Ban Sun said, but she didn’t expect that Ban Sun would actually become more serious.
Teacher Liu was not a gas-efficient person either. He said: "Teacher Sun, I am not targeting you, I am discussing the matter. Are you sure you want to compare with the male classmates in our class?"
"If we don't compare, I'm afraid Teacher Liu won't be convinced." Sun Ban said, "I just want to prove that I didn't lie."
"Okay." The principal waved his hand: "We will discuss this matter later. Regardless of whether Ma Xiaolong's physical education can be compared with the senior students, he has already reached the city's three best student selection standards. I plan to report Ma Xiaolong. What do you think of the teachers?
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The principal's words were very sudden. Not only was Sun Ban caught off guard, the other teachers were also collectively confused.
The city's three best students are an indicator for each school every year. In previous years, Chadian Primary School's city's three best students were basically all senior students, with a very few middle school students standing out. As for the lower grade students, this has never happened since the school was founded.
If Ma Xiaolong is recommended as one of the city's three best students, the students of the middle and senior class teachers will not be able to bring out the three best students this year. So as soon as the principal said this, the lower grade teachers didn't care. Although the middle grade teachers objected, their objections were not strong. The upper grade teachers
He expressed strong opposition: "Principal, Ma Xiaolong is only a second-year student. It is enough to give the three best students in the school. It is better to select the three best students in the city from the senior students."
"..."
After these opposing teachers finished speaking, the principal said calmly: "Don't you, Teacher Liu, not believe that Ma Xiaolong's physical education can be compared with the senior students? Tomorrow morning during class, call all the senior male students and let Ma Xiaolong compete with them.
In the 50-meter run, if Ma Xiaolong's score is average, he will be given the place among the city's three best students. If he can't reach it, forget it. Do you have any objection?"
"The principal is fair and just." Teacher Liu smiled broadly: "That's it."
The senior teachers in other classes also nodded in agreement. They also didn't believe that Ma Xiaolong, a little carrot head in the second grade, could outperform their senior students. It was a race between a hyena and a cheetah - he would definitely lose.
Sun Ban looked at the faces of these senior teachers and sneered in his heart: Laugh! Laugh! Sometimes you cry.