Chapter 35 Chapter 34 The Yellow River is Roaring (No.186 - No.191)

Xu Yanliang conducted several referendums on what song should be sung on "December 9" without any result.Xu Yanliang once complained that the students in the class were too fond of learning and didn't have much enthusiasm for participating in all group activities. However, this time everyone's enthusiasm became high, and things became difficult to handle. The students were all too assertive and unconventional, and the candidate repertoire proposed by everyone at the class meeting had already occupied half of the blackboard.The classroom was already heated by the heater, and the atmosphere was tense. Xu Yanliang stood on the podium and kept wiping his sweat.

The school stipulates that each class should sing two songs together in the competition. The first song must be selected from "Yellow River Cantata", "My Motherland", "On the Songhua River" and "March of the Volunteers", and the second song is a self-selected song , as long as it's not romantic love, which will make the principal have a heart attack. So a bunch of songs that were simply suggested were all rejected. At noon, as soon as Yu Huai entered the door, he saw the title of the song on a blackboard, and he was stunned for a moment before sitting down.

"What's this for?" he asked. "'12.9' chorus. Are you better?" "I'm not sick, just sleepy. I've had enough sleep now." He rubbed his face. No one noticed that he came to class.Xu Yanliang was lying on the podium, drowning in a pile of saliva. "Who still sings "Let the World Be Filled with Love" and "Tomorrow Will Be Better" now? The soil is not soiled, and it's not for disaster relief." "You are not stupid, what are you talking about, "My Future Is Not a Dream", hey, is that a chorus?"

"What's wrong with the solo repertoire? Isn't chorus just a group of people standing in rows to sing solo?" When everyone was arguing, Yu Huai suddenly took out his PHS and fiddled a few times, and said to me with a smile, "Lin Yang sent me a text message to complain, saying that 'December 9' is going to kill him .” "Is he the squad leader?" I asked in surprise. "Yes, Mr. Lin, he was the monitor in our junior high school." "Have they chosen a song to sing?" "It's not because of this." Yu Huai closed the phone with a smile, "It's because class one and class two got into each other again."

Class 1 and Class 2 are the two top classes in our class, and they have been struggling to compete since the first midterm exam.I heard that the average score of class 1 in the mid-term exam was higher than that of class 2, and Chu Tiankuo, who was the first in the school year, was in class 1 again. This unfavorable start made class 2 excited. Of course, the "December 9th" chorus must win a round. "Isn't it just a chorus competition, and it's not an exam. I thought that the people in Class 1 and Class 2 didn't care about anything except their grades." I was surprised.

Yu Huai shrugged: "They are all people with two legs, why don't you care? The first class is better than the second class, and the second class turns around and says that the first class is all four-eyed frogs who are studying hard. If you have the guts, find someone who looks better than Chu Tiankuo and come out and have a look..." "Lin Yang is hard to do, isn't it?" I couldn't help thinking. He is good-looking, but not as good-looking as Chu Tiankuo; he has good grades, but he is overwhelmed by Chu Tiankuo again; Yang Ming complained: "Originally, Lin Yang suggested that their class should not use an accompaniment tape for the 'December 9' chorus. It was a bright spot to send someone to do the live piano and violin accompaniment. Somehow, the people in the first class also knew it and pulled out They bought four guitars and a drum kit, which completely annoyed Class Two. If you go upstairs now, you should be able to find a bunch of musical instruments in the corridor, from triangles to double basses, the whole Zhenhua Circus."

People who study well even fight with style. While I was chatting with Yu Huai, a simple voice suddenly came out: "Xu Yanliang Xu Yanliang, I have a suggestion!" "Call the monitor!" No reason at all: "I heard that Class 1 and Class 2 have formed their own accompaniment groups, why don't our class get one too." This suggestion quickly won the approval of the people around, and β confidently raised his hand and said: "Count me in!" "Shut up those who play clarinet," Xu Yanliang quickly stifled her ambition in front of the podium, "but a simple proposal is good. There are a few in our class who are good at playing musical instruments. meeting……"

"I heard that Class 9 also formed a small band, and there is also an electric bass!" A boy in the front row suddenly mentioned. "It's shameless! Just learn from others!" The whole class scolded angrily. In the end, the class committee meeting decided that we should sing "Yellow River Cantata" and "My Future Is Not a Dream". Xu Yanliang said that the contrast between the two songs is easier to produce effects, which embodies the strong plasticity of the people in Class 5, with ever-changing styles and full of vigor .In the end, the proposal of the small band was invalidated, but Wen Xiaoxiao, the literary and art committee member, is a tenth-level piano player, so it was enough for her to play the electronic piano in "Yellow River Cantata" by herself.

Yu Huai is not very interested in "December 9". I can understand his sense of urgency in the competition. I don't know what he said to Xu Yanliang. When the class committee held the second meeting, Xu Yanliang actually called me Instead of him, the sports committee participated. I ran out of the classroom, and there were already seven people standing in the corridor. "Why didn't Yu Huai come by himself?" Wen Xiaoxiao said, and glanced into the class from the back door, "Didn't he come to class just now?" "Oh, Yu Huai has something to do, let Geng Geng take over for a while," Xu Yanliang explained, "Class is about to start, let's hurry up and get down to business."

Wen Xiaoxiao wanted to say something but held back, turned her head to look at me, but looked away when I looked back at her. "Just now Wen Xiaoxiao talked about uniform clothing, and the class fee is less than 2,000 yuan," Xu Yanliang said, "Is it enough to buy clothes?" "Of course it's not enough," Wen Xiaoxiao shook her head. "Anyway, a whole set of clothes costs fifty yuan. Even if it's made of bad materials, it's three thousand yuan for sixty people, so I have to charge another one thousand more." "That's only 20 yuan per person," Xu Yanliang nodded, "That's it."

"You won't have any opinions?" I was a little worried. Some people in the class are from poor families, such as Zheng Yamin, Zhu Yao's deskmate. Xu Yanliang also realized this, and looked at Wen Xiaoxiao with some embarrassment: "Why don't you go outside this weekend first, if there are clothes that can be wholesaled, we can buy them after arranging the price, if not, forget it, the big deal is like It’s the same as in the sports meeting, just wear a white shirt and black pants again.” Wen Xiaoxiao said embarrassingly: "The sports meeting was basically a funeral procession." "How about not wearing a pair of white gloves anymore? Neat." Xu Yanliang remedied without giving up. "Then become a cremator." I reminded him. Xu Yanliang waved his hands a little impatiently: "Let's talk about this later, let's split up. Wen Xiaoxiao, ask a few people to copy the lyrics and numbered notation and send them to everyone. Geng Geng, go to the music teacher to borrow the accompaniment tape, oh , by the way, go to the English office to borrow Teacher Lai's tape recorder, and we will start rehearsing for the third self-study class this afternoon." I agreed, and I didn't feel right until I went back to the classroom and sat down. "Where's the squad leader?" I stood up and looked around, only to find that Wen Xiaoxiao and Xu Yanliang hadn't returned, and they should have been busy preparing. "β, β," I called softly, "can you help me to the English office?" β looked back puzzled: "Why, you want to bump yourself into the muzzle of the gun?" "I asked you for help because I didn't want to bump into it. Can you borrow the tape recorder for me? The third class is about to rehearse." "I don't want it," β's head shook like a rattle, "I have a grudge against her too. She just scolded me when I was teaching the English test last week." No morality.No wonder the protagonist of "Young and Dangerous" is not a woman. With this kind of awareness, how can we hold hands and kill people in the street in the future? ! "Why do you say 'there is hatred'?" Yu Huai interjected at this moment, "When did you offend Teacher Lai?" I briefly recounted his text message that nearly killed me. "Although I think it's not good to be caught when your phone vibrates during class, it's obviously to vent your anger on you, right?" Yu Huai said absent-mindedly. I thought about it, Lai Chunyang's last sentence "one or two don't listen to me" is really confusing. "No matter what the reason is, she just scolded me in the morning, and I will definitely not go to die by myself in the afternoon. You go for me, I was the one who went to the meeting for you today, and bought you precious review time, go The English office is a piece of cake, go go go go go go!" "Too lazy to move. I don't like Teacher Lai either." "I even sent notes to Sheng Huainan for you. I ran a long way!" "Shouldn't you thank me for this matter?!" That's true. Seeing that I didn't refute, Yu Huai instantly turned black. "Die 38." He got up and left, leaving me alone to study for a long time. Did he agree or not? As soon as the bell rang for the third period in the afternoon, Wen Xiaoxiao began to distribute the numbered notation and lyrics of the two songs.I rested my chin in a daze, and saw Xu Yanliang carrying Lai Chunyang's precious tape recorder to the podium, couldn't help laughing, turned around and thanked Yu Huai again. Yu Huai was still brushing up questions and didn't hear anything. When I picked up the lyrics, I remembered a very important thing. I'm off tune. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Yu Huai, who was writing like a fly, and my heart suddenly thumped. I do not know how to sing. This is no less embarrassing to my mother. When my mother first entered the city branch, I was in the second grade of elementary school.At that time, the private rooms of our hotels were often equipped with a TV screen and a bulky karaoke machine. If you want to order a song, you have to look through a thick songbook for a long time, and find the four words corresponding to the song according to the alphabetical order. Enter the digits into the machine.Singing after eating, or singing while eating, was a relatively high-end way of leisure in our city at that time, and cultivated the first batch of middle-aged and elderly Maiba in our city. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.In parties where children can be brought together, karaoke becomes a colosseum where parents compete and fight.Whose child will host the sweet mouth can be called a starlet, whose voice is louder than "Little Boy", whose child has color and can order songs to make everyone's hearts bloom... It's none of my business anyway.I was out of tune and stage fright, and the mud was not thick enough to go up the wall.In this kind of social occasion, the "breeders" of outstanding boys and girls can often become the focus, and I have never given my mother a face. My mother's heart is higher than the sky, and my life is thinner than paper. The eight-year-old Wallflower Miss Geng Geng has learned "Nanping Evening Bell", "A Game and a Dream", "Katyusha", "Late Love", "The One Who Cares About You" in one after another Huashan On Sword It's Me" and other popular songs, when she sings in her head, she really never loses the key. I am ashamed that Geng Geng, with a dark mind, once secretly cut out the two number keys on the karaoke machine when other children were singing and dancing, and silently destroyed 20% of the songs on the playlist. The owner of Regal Seafood Hotel, please listen to my explanation. In fact, everyone can sing these two songs. At first glance, this majestic chorus seems to be no problem, and you don’t need to practice. I have been singing very quietly.At the beginning of the rehearsal, I was frightened by my unfavorable situation, but I observed that the students around me, including Yu Huai, were reading the lyrics and continuing to do the questions. A large army with one mind and two purposes. Anyway, I can't let Yu Huai hear me sing. I hummed along with a very small voice, and suddenly felt Yu Huai's gaze beside me. "What's wrong?" I felt like I was facing an enemy. "...uh, can you lend me your red fountain pen?" "Oh," I breathed a sigh of relief, "use it." Yu Huai reached out his hand to take out the pen from my pen bag, and smiled at me with his mouth crooked. After singing "Yellow River Cantata", Wen Xiaoxiao's expression was a bit reluctant: "Everyone sang very well, really well, it's just that there is a little problem with the rhythm of some parts. Everyone should pay attention, the main concern of the judges is For these parts, sing as many beats as you need, and don’t prolong the sound endlessly, such as the eighth bar, there is a quarter-beat rest here, and you must hold it in!” We sang this section several times according to Wen Xiaoxiao's request. Before each time, Wen Xiaoxiao would take the trouble to demonstrate to everyone the "must stop" pause, but even I could hear it, and the students put on the brakes. It wasn't very neat, and we smoothly slid the previous section to the next section. "No, no..." Wen Xiaoxiao blushed, she didn't know whether she was anxious or angry, "I can't sing like this, why don't you listen to my demonstration!" Xu Yanliang, who had been standing at the door, suddenly slapped the blackboard eraser on the podium table, and a loud noise startled most of the class. "Xu Yanliang, you are sick!" During everyone's denunciation, Xu Yanliang cleared his throat with a serious face, walked off the platform and inspected us and said, "Are you worthy of Wen Xiaoxiao's hard work like this? Put away the workbooks! If you are like this, let's not practice." Yes, all voted by a show of hands. As long as half of them pass, I will tell the Youth League teacher that we will withdraw from the competition! The big deal is that Class 5 will not participate, so that the whole grade will know that we pay more attention to study than Class 1 and Class 2, but we still fail the exam People!" These meaningful words were obviously very useful, and everyone put down their pens one after another, with complicated expressions.When Xu Yanliang walked to the back of the classroom with his hands behind his back, I took out my camera and quietly took a picture of his rare cadre posture. Xu Yanliang saw it, and blocked my camera with a big hand, which was more ruthless than the village party committee's attitude towards unannounced reporters. "Don't pat the side to show your belly." He explained. At the request of Xu Yanliang, all the students stood up at the same place, which fundamentally prevented some people from being immersed in the exercise book. However, this does not solve the problem of quarter rests not being able to brake. "It's better than last time, but the pauses are still not obvious and not neat." Wen Xiaoxiao adjusted her glasses, and exchanged a helpless look with Xu Yanliang. "It's enough if you can't sing one by one." I looked at Yu Huai in disbelief.It turned out to be him, and he suggested solo practice when he opened his mouth. Wen Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly: "That's a good suggestion!" The pain of being bombarded by friendly artillery overwhelmed me instantly. Wen Xiaoxiao pointed to the students at the first table in our group and said, "Let's start with you, just sing this section, and go to the back row vertically." That means the seventh is my turn. While Wen Xiaoxiao carefully guided the students in the first row to practice rhythm, I quickly turned my head and said to Yu Huai, "Please let me go, I have to go to the bathroom." Yu Huai didn't notice my panic, he was about to give up his seat when I suddenly heard Wen Xiaoxiao's gentle voice in the front row: "This way other students will have a hard time concentrating, or I'll call names in random order... ..." "That's fine, then...Geng Geng, where are you going?" ... Do you ever feel that the world is very unkind? "I'm going to the toilet." I said with a smile. "Then you should sing this verse first." Xu Yanliang said. The picture in the eyes is playing at a slow speed of 32 times.I slowly raised my eyes, and saw Yu Huai's slightly compassionate eyes, as if he knew everything already. I sang so softly just now, did he still hear it? "I'm dead," I whispered in embarrassment, my whole face burning. "Don't say that, you won't die." Yu Huai denied my self-abandonment, and I looked gratefully at his gentle face. "We are the ones who are doomed," he went on. Yu Huai, I x your uncle! ... I lowered my head, picked up the numbered notation from the table with three fingers, and sang in the softest voice: "Yellow River—is roaring! Roaring! Yellow River—is roaring! Roaring!" After a moment of silence, the whole class turned around and said in unison: "Geng Geng, you'd better go to the toilet." This is how the rehearsal for the day ended. When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Xu Yanliang called on everyone to sing the whole "Yellow River Cantata" for the last time. "If you want to sing the momentum, although you have to pay attention to the places where Wen Xiaoxiao led everyone to focus on training just now, the most important thing is the momentum! You have to sing the momentum of the galloping horses that broke the embankment of the Yellow River! Now in the corridor outside They are the rivals of our fifth class and the enemies of the Chinese nation, we must sing them back!" Xu Yanliang stomped his feet like a rainbow—— "Speak up, everyone!...But, Geng Geng, you can keep your voice down." I suffocated and lowered my head to do the English exercise book, pretending not to see every classmate with a hahaha face passing by my table.Jian Jian and β sang "The Yellow River is Roaring" and ran out of the classroom. I rolled up the rag and threw it towards their backs. But in order to appease me, Xu Yanliang really arranged for me a job that he said was the most important: taking photos and writing class records. "Anyway, you like to take pictures, so take photos of every rehearsal and final competition, organize them and write them in the class log, but don't avenge your personal revenge, don't deliberately vilify the class leaders, and don't put your dissatisfaction with this society It's all vented inside." Xu Yanliang spoke with sincerity. "Didn't you take a lot of photos? Since the beginning of school, you might as well post them all. The money for washing photos can be reimbursed by the life committee, but the general principle is," Xu Yanliang pondered for a while, "The general principle is that if you want to wash my photos , let me have a look first." I sent Xu Yanliang away, but Jian Jian sat down. My attitude towards Jian Jian is more gentle than that of β. I think Jian Jian is a girl with a deep conscience, and you can see from her heart some benevolence and righteousness that β has given up a long time ago. "Show me." She moved her head closer and pressed the triangle button on the camera. "Are there many photos of me?" "A lot," I nodded, "he has a lot too." Jian Jian, who was punctured by my words, froze for a second, and then kicked me to show his heart. Jian Jian flipped through my camera for a long time, and tried to delete some ugly photos of her or Han Xu, but I quickly stopped them.In the end, I simply picked out two pictures that showed her so beautifully and asked me: "Can you develop it for me?" I agreed, and there is a chain of digital photofinishing shops opened by Kodak near my home, and digital photos cost 60 cents a piece.Simple and satisfied, she smiled like a little daughter-in-law, trotted all the way back to her seat, turned her face to the side and didn't know what to say to Han Xu.It took Han Xu a long time to raise his head from the sea of ​​questions, and nodded with a faint smile. "What's the matter?" Yu Huai came back from the outside, saw me holding the camera in a daze, and asked casually. I showed him the two photos I had simply picked out. One is that she and β are holding badminton rackets, wearing school uniforms, standing side by side in front of the gymnasium, with the setting sun illuminating the side, both of them have half of their faces sunk in the shadows, but their smiles are extremely bright, and their faces are soft The pink light is easy to see. The second photo is taken from my seat to her and Han Xu's seat. She is standing, annoyed with a game console, while he is sitting, looking at her with a disgusted expression, but the corners of his eyes are bent upwards. It is precisely a A harbinger of a smile about to bloom. "How about it?" "Sure enough." He seemed to have expected it. "What really?" "Sure enough, girls like to take pictures that don't look like themselves." Yu Huai, you have a poisonous heart! "Originally," Yu Huai said with an innocent look on his face, "Simple and β are usually so good-looking." I suddenly remembered Chen Xuejun who made me feel like an enemy some time ago.Does Yu Huai's brain really have the conditions for puppy love? "Capturing the best moments of people is a photographer's skill," I patted my chest, "If you think it looks better than usual, it means I have good photography skills." "You are indeed very talented," he suddenly nodded solemnly. "Really, although the composition of the pictures is not perfect, every picture of yours seems to have a story behind it, and they are all pretty good anyway." Such a serious compliment made the metal casing of the camera in my hand feel a little hot. It turns out that when people are embarrassed, they will unconsciously start to use their toes to drill back and forth on the ground coyly. I'm drilling anyway. "Maybe you are more talented in doing anything than in solving problems." He continued. I scowled. "However," he lowered his head and took out an old question booklet from the desk and started flipping through it, and said casually, "I've seen you most energetic when you suddenly grab your camera and start taking pictures of people. The virtue of being half-dead is not the same." He quickly entered the learning state, but I stood there for a long time holding the heavy camera. It was already dark outside, and the huge windows turned into a mirror. The classroom under the white light and us sitting or standing in it were reflected in it, making it look like a slightly distorted movie. I suddenly raised the camera, turned off the flash, turned around and took a picture of the window. In the picture, there is a girl who is not very good-looking, holding the camera that "makes her very energetic", but the camera is facing the most ordinary silhouette of the boy next to her who is concentrating on the problem. Yu Huai was wrong, not all girls like the photo that doesn't look like her.I just love this photo. I like the picture of me and him most like us.