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Chapter 495 The first money I earned from music (12, ask for a recommendation ticket and ask for a monthly pass)

"Tian Dahe, how much is your red envelope?"

"I don't know, Mr. Yang was here just now, how can you look at it?"

"Look quickly, look!"

At around ten o'clock in the evening, on the bus back to the dormitory, the students couldn't hold back anymore, and opened the red envelopes like Tang Zhenliang and Tian Dahe.

"200 yuan!"

"Wow, so much?"

"how much you?"

"200 yuan for me too!"

"Then you talk a lot about me? Aren't they all the same?"

Tang Zhenliang and Tian Dahe are like two live treasures, you turn the dialogue into a cross talk sentence by sentence.

"I think Mr. Yang is very generous. We didn't sing much, we just read a few lines back and forth, and we got 200 yuan!"

Tang Zhenliang clutched the unsealed red envelope tightly with both hands, reluctant to put it in his pocket for fear of losing it.

"That's right, my dad couldn't bear to give me 200 yuan in red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. He and my mother only got 200 yuan together, and Teacher Yang gave me 200 yuan!"

Tian Dahe said happily.

"What are you going to do with the 200 yuan? Shopping?"

Tang Zhenliang asked.

"I want to buy clothes, one for my mother and one for my grandma. My mother will come home tomorrow, and she will be very happy then. What about you, do you want to buy it?"

Tian Dahe thought for a while and said.

"I don't know, I don't really want to buy it, I want to save my money."

Tang Zhenliang hesitated for a moment.

His family situation is much worse than that of Tian Dahe's!

Tian Dahe doesn't have to worry about the 200 yuan, because although his parents work hard, they send money back every month to subsidize the family.

But Tang Zhenliang's family can't explain it in a single word. Tang Zhenliang was studying and receiving subsidies from the school and the city.

Therefore, he didn't think about spending money casually. If he had money, he would save it, and there might be more important uses in the future.

Just as Tang Zhenliang and Tian Dahe were murmuring, Pan Qian, who was in charge of their group, stood up.

"Students have all received the red envelopes given by Teacher Yang? The teacher advises you not to spend the money in it. The prices in the capital are actually quite expensive! For example, today we go to the Forbidden City to play, and the souvenirs sold in the Forbidden City are not cheap. A notebook costs 40 yuan, and a canvas bag costs 80 yuan.”

Pan Qian also knows that these cultural and creative products are endowed with some cultural value, so it is normal for them to be more expensive, and it is not too outrageous.

But for the children of Bowen School of Jincheng Middle School who live in poverty and whose families are poor, every penny of their money should be spent wisely. It is really inappropriate to buy these premium products for the sake of looking good.

"Teacher, can I buy clothes? Buy them for my mother!"

Tian Dahe raised his hand and asked.

"Yes, if you really want to buy, you can tell the teacher, the teacher will see if there is a place that sells clothes that is cheaper, and find a time to take you shopping. But it is best to save some money, everyone come When you arrive in the capital, Teacher Yang is responsible for almost all the expenses! Teacher Yang also arranged for someone to take pictures for you, and when you go back, each of you will send a photo album to record everyone’s play in the capital. It’s a great souvenir”

Pan Qian knew that they still had the right to control their own money, so she could only persuade them, hoping that the students would cherish the fruits of their labor and not waste them in vain just because they bought too expensive things.

"I also think you don't need to buy clothes here. You can ask Teacher Pan to help you buy them online. The online ones are cheap and can be sent directly to your home!"

Tang Zhenliang poked Tian Dahe, Tian Dahe obviously hesitated.

"teacher"

In the front row, there was another quieter voice, Zhou Haiyan raising her hand.

The little girl had already opened the red envelope, regardless of Tang Zhenliang's reluctance to put it down, she carefully took out the money inside and hid it in a small pocket sewn into the inner lining of the bottoming shirt.

This small bag was sewn for her by her grandmother, who was afraid that she would need money when she went to the capital, so she put 500 yuan in it for her.

Of course, Zhou Haiyan didn't use any of the money, as long as they didn't buy things by themselves, they didn't need to spend a penny during the whole activity.

It was as if they came back from the Forbidden City today, and the person in charge of the activity took them to a Beijing roast duck restaurant to eat roast duck. The children did not have to pay for the money.

Now, Zhou Haiyan has another 200 yuan in her pocket, maybe she doesn't even dare to change and wash her bottoming shirt these days!

"Teacher, Teacher Yang said, let's go back and practice the song "Young China" well. We will record the official version in the future, will you still find us?"

Zhou Haiyan stood up after being approved by the teacher, and asked expectantly.

"That's right! That's what Teacher Yang said. Moreover, after you go back, you must practice hard during the Spring Festival, because when the official recording is made, there will be selection, and only ten to twenty students will have the opportunity."

Pan Qian summed up Yang Qian's meaning.

Hearing what the teacher said, many students subconsciously touched their pockets, which contained the lyrics that Yang Qian had sent them before.

You can't lose this, you have to practice when you go back!

The simple students even decided to go back to the dormitory and copy it again.

"Teacher, why don't we sing together now?"

Tian Dahe suggested loudly.

"Okay, but can you sing?"

Pan Qian asked with a smile.

It was mainly Yang Qian who sang just now, and they were only responsible for reciting the words, how many times will they be able to sing?

Pan Qian didn't dare to say that she felt she could sing after listening to it a few times outside, after all, she didn't have much musical talent.

"I will!"

Tian Dahe raised his chest proudly.

Zhou Haiyan can also sing, her talent in music is no worse than Tian Dahe's, and even if she can't, there is still a score on that piece of paper, and those who have been taught to read by their teacher can hum it just by looking at it.

"Na Tian Dahe, you lead everyone to sing together!"

Pan Qian agreed.

"The wisdom of the youth is the wisdom of the country, one, two, three, let's start!"

Tian Dahe is very courageous, and he has a natural leadership spirit. When the teacher gave him the task, he immediately gave instructions loudly.

This group of children really had a tacit understanding. Even though they might not be familiar with each other, they read aloud together and sang along with Tian Dahe, Zhou Haiyan and other fast learners.

"Teenagers have their own way, teenagers are crazy,
My heart is like the scorching sun, shining brightly,

I'm going to break through,

I'm the only one today, young man"

Later on, they sang better and better, and their voices became more orderly and louder. The street lights refracted in from the window, and all the students opened and closed their mouths with serious eyes.

The driver was driving the car. Although he didn't have time to look at the situation in the car, but listening to the deafening singing, he felt his blood was boiling and his passion was flying. If he didn't take the safety of these children into consideration, he would have driven the car at seventy miles up!
(End of this chapter)