Allure

Chapter 50

The matter was put on hold just like that. I didn't expect that Silly Lei's admiration for the class monitor, Wang Huating, would know in advance. What's more, this silly Lei actually peeked at the class monitor's diary. This buddy has a clear love and hate. It was inevitable that he made sarcastic remarks and sarcasm to the squad leader before going to bed, and was very unfriendly at dinner the next day. Fortunately, Shan Yong stopped him, and it was also a good thing that the squad leader didn't quarrel, or he would start a fight in a daze.

That's good. Ding Yizhi moved out of the dormitory in the morning. He might not be able to live in the same room with the three of them. He moved to the small office arranged by Shan Changgen. G.

This happened, but Wang Huating and the squad leader got closer. It was probably to comfort the squad leader. I was afraid that the group would break up. I had to believe in the beauty effect. straight up.Perhaps in his eyes, the only thing he cares about is Wang Huating. For the rest, he doesn't care about the differences.

This unharmonious small group managed to maintain it anyway, and the others went to class step by step, without that sense of wrongdoing, Lei Dapeng was not very dedicated in his job as a physical education teacher and a cook at the stove. I just like to play crazy with these little kids in junior high school. The food is not cooked on time or the level drops sharply. Shan Yong doesn't dare to train him so much, so he has to silently provoke this burden.Fortunately, it's only a few days.

On June [-]th, there were still two or three days before the end of the internship. On this day, after two classes, Wang Huating was taken aback as soon as she came downstairs with her books in her arms. The seven-year-old was chaotic, and a group of students were like herding sheep. He rushed out of the campus carrying tables and stools, but he didn't know what happened. Looking again, Lei Dapeng behind him was beckoning and directing, not only for the seventh graders to move, but also for the eighth and ninth graders. By the way, Brother Lei's prestige is quite high when he speaks. Those students are worried about studying in class. You will be happy if you let them tear down the school. This command has long been followed by others.

"What's the matter? Lei Dapeng, what kind of fool have you made?" Wang Huating scolded, since she broke up the relationship between the two men and women who were pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend, and returned to the previous arrogant attitude of the branch secretary.

Women can be ruthless, but Lei Ge is still a little sympathetic, he didn't say any foul words, and said with a smile: "A family in the village is getting married, what's the use of borrowing a guy."

"Can't marriage affect the class?" Wang Huating said unwillingly, this guy knows how to disrupt the normal teaching order.

"Hey, it's not my sabotage, Principal Shan arranged it." Lei Dapeng said, turning his head and shouting at the top of his voice: "Uncle Shan, is it enough, or the ninth graders will also move away."

"It's almost enough, let's talk about it...Where is Shan Yong?" Shan Changgen came forward happily, calling Shan Yong, and Shan Yong ran downstairs in response. Forget it, as for the seventh and eighth grades, the last two holidays, no one gets married, the children are noisy, not lively, Wang Huating can't help but swallow her breath, rural education is like this, there is no cure.

As soon as Shan Yong rushed up, the uncle had another task: "Remember you can play the suona?"

"You can brag." Shan Yong said.

"Then let's go, hurry up, there is a lack of suona hands, you can make up the number." Uncle Shan dragged him away immediately.

"Hey, I said uncle, isn't there someone in the village who still calls me?" Shan Yong asked puzzled.

"A TV shooter came from the city, and half of the drummers were taken away. We couldn't make up the count at once, and it was too late to hire someone." Shan Changgen explained that there was a family who shot some feature film and sent them through the township government, The village committee invited all the old artists to perform together, and there was a shortage of serious people. As soon as Lei Dapeng heard that it was empty, he jumped in and happily recommended himself: "Uncle, why don't you call me? I'll give it to you." Beat the gong and set off the cannon."

"Okay, let's go." Shan Changgen waved his hand, but Lei Dapeng did not forget his younger brother, and shouted in a loud voice, calling Simuxian down as well. The three brothers happily followed Shan Changgen and stopped at the On the tricycle outside the school, there was a puff of black smoke, and he left...

"Don't expect them to be able to focus on teaching, that's all."

A voice sounded from behind, and Wang Huating turned around suddenly, and saw the class leader Ding Yizhi's meticulous formal attire, and that young and mature face.Maybe he found a chance to ridicule those three, Ding Yizhi said seriously: "Hua Ting, the internship is coming to an end soon, I suggest that in our internship report, we should remove the results of the seventh grade, otherwise, put it in The department needs to see our jokes."

"Do you think this...is appropriate?" Wang Huating asked in surprise, it was very strange that this monitor would never be able to integrate into this small group.

"What's inappropriate? When we first came here, we were a group of five people. Now the seventh grade is replaced by Shan Yong. The grades have nothing to do with us. The physical education taught by Lei Dapeng is barely passable." Considering that there is one less grade that is lagging behind, the overall level of the eighth and ninth grades is an upward trend.

This means to exclude Shan Yong.Wang Huating was stunned, did not nod or shake her head, and glanced in the direction of the tricycle. The practice place has changed a lot. The walls and open-air toilets have been refurbished, and self-made trees have been erected on the playground. The basketball hoop, the ping-pong table, the bright and clean kitchen, and the cheering students have changed a lot, and it seems that the interns who can only substitute for the class have played little role in bringing about these changes. .

"Squad leader, he didn't care about our opinions at all. Is it necessary for you to care so much?"

Wang Huating gave Ding Yizhi a word inexplicably, seeing that Ding Yizhi was stunned, she turned and left.As soon as he arrived downstairs, Liu Cuiyun rushed down, and said that Shan Yong called back, saying that no one was cooking at noon, and asked Cuiyun to call the squad leader and party secretary to eat at the wedding venue.

Hearing this sentence, Wang Huating looked back at the class monitor, feeling in her heart, that was a complicated one.

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"Stop for a moment, choose the right angle, don't stand in the direction of the light, there are shadows...recording, are you ready?"

"OK, that's fine."

"Camera."

"One meter higher..."

On the lifting platform, the cameraman squinted one eye. From the mirror, he saw the simulated scene of the Nuo opera surrounded by a circle. Everyone was in their positions. The old artist wrapped in satin yellow was packing up the stuff. The cameraman did it. With a gesture, the director, who was wearing a vest and pinched a music score in his hand, raised his hand and shouted: "The last minute is ready... Everyone, get ready to start recording."

Not far away were parked four cars, big and small, marked with the words "Folk Culture Roots Seeking Crew of Charming Luzhou". A small group of more than [-] people organized such a local Nuo opera performance through the township government. This time is not taking advantage of the New Year's Eve, and thanks to the township government's intervention, these old artists who were scattered in various villages were gathered together.

"Major Wang, this lineup is not good enough. If there are a few hundred more spectators, it will be lively." The director turned his head and said, handing over a cigarette, and the fat head and big ears of the township chief sniffed his alcoholic nose and said Embarrassed, he replied: "No way, Director Qin, the wheat harvest has just been finished, the second crop has just been planted, and it is composting and farming, so let's take care of it. Even if there are families getting married today, it is better to force it All these trumpeters have been pulled, and the boss is not happy about this."

It's not good for the township head to come. Even if the Cultural Bureau said hello, the film crew did not miss the benefits. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to see this kind of Nuo opera performed by the township itself.

"Chengcheng, that's all for this request, I don't mention other requests. Today's rehearsal, in case we have to officially record, we have to bring hundreds of onlookers to the scene. Otherwise, there is no atmosphere, and mass art can't be done. There are no people, right?" The director was soft-spoken, and the township head thought about it. This is a special call from the Municipal Cultural Bureau, and it's not easy to refuse. When he looked in the direction of the school suddenly, he smiled and nodded: " Well, let the school take a day off at that time, and there will be no more than a hundred and ten people."

"Then I'll thank you in advance." The director clasped his fists as a gesture of thanks, turned his head and shouted the countdown, and the artists held the suona, clapper drum, and Dangdang gong in their hands, following the numbers of 10, 9, 8... The countdown sounds, one sound starts, and the music is everywhere.

Unexpectedly, it came out unexpectedly, with a bang, which frightened the old man playing the flute, his mouth turned away, and the sound was out of tune.The audience is in chaos.

As soon as it stopped, there was another bang, which made the sound engineer's hands tremble in fright, and there was a harsh beeping sound from the power amplifier.The director became angry, and turned his head to stare at the head of the township. The head of the township took a nervous look, and hurriedly comforted the scene and said: "It's okay, it's okay, marry a wife in the village, the first cannon enters the village, the second cannon opens the way, and firecrackers are set off at the gate. start……"

It was another quick preparation, and when the call started again, it had a certain appearance. This is the interlude tune of the Nuo opera. The village opera is very simple. Except for the Le Ban, there are two actors, wearing a big opera beard and grimacing. The teacher pointed the camera at the actor who was about to appear on the stage, but unexpectedly there was another bang, his hands trembled in fright, the image was off, and he raised his head in a rage, and suddenly, a two-legged cannonball jumped to his forehead, The photographer was so angry that he yelled, "Director, it's such a mess, how can we shoot?"

"Wait, wait a minute, let's start after seeing off the relatives..." The head of the village kept comforting everyone present. It's a squeeze, and the music is crooked.

"stop……"

Just less than 20 meters away from the shooting site, the welcoming team stopped, and the temporary master of ceremonies, Shan Changgen, raised his hand and shouted: "Don't play the suona, the team won't play, the suona sound is not high, the two of you can't get along well... ...Youth youngsters, blow it up!"

With a sound of blowing, the command was even more powerful than the director. With the sound of waved hands, there was a high-pitched, violent, sharp sound like metal piercing into the clouds, and the mental heads of many people on the scene were stimulated. The ears of the four Suona players at the scene trembled subconsciously. The tone reached the high-pitched B key, which directly lifted people's hearts.

Mention it again and again, the tone turns a corner at the highest point, and twists and turns around the highest tone. The sound is like a flock of birds contending, like a hearty laugh, stirring up people's hearts. , Shouted: "Okay, good blowing. Old Dan, whose baby is this?"

The voice was too loud, and the mayor could not be heard shouting at all.Director Qin's eyes were fixed on the person playing the suona, with protruding eyes and puffed cheeks. You can't play "Carrying the Sedan Chair" without three or five years of effort, but it's here that you are so surprised. The suona player is obviously young, like an unmarried young man in the village.

When the tune reached the highest point, Shan Yong, who was playing the suona, stopped his body and raised his head, and he turned around. , Xiaochai, Magong, and Gogou all kinds of musical instruments suddenly sounded, but it was the song "Carrying the Sedan Chair". Let's go, passing by the film crew, the happy and cheerful Shan Yong made faces and winked at the beautiful girls of the film crew, then bulged his cheeks and led the song in a cheerful and exciting tone. Head, he walks squatting, walks on two legs, and plays with trembling arms, like a fat duck that is overwhelmed, which makes everyone laugh, and is more eye-catching than a couple of newcomers.

After the band, there is the groom leading the horse, the bride with the red hijab riding on the horse, and the bride’s family following the horse to send the dowry. He lowered his head and looked sideways at the bride under the hijab, causing the bride to burst into a smile, and the groom squinted and shouted, "What are you looking at, do you still want to enter the bridal chamber?"

"Nonsense, of course I want to come in." Lei Dapeng giggled, causing a burst of laughter, the woman's family companion hurried up, packed a pack of cigarettes, and put one in each ear before knocking on the gong sent away.

The winding wedding party passed by in a blink of an eye. When the mayor Wang turned his head, he was dumbfounded. The drum team of the Nuo opera was stunned. The team is so festive.The director was the most sober. He opened his eyes and shouted: "Hurry up...the camera catches up and records the whole process. This is called folklore...shooting the suona-playing and the younger generation."

One word awakens the dreamer, and everyone is probably distracted by those strange suona sounds. They know a little bit about music when they shoot this thing, and the suona depends on the reed whistle to control the syllables. This range, even if the key is added, it may not be able to blow to the high-pitched B, not to mention that what he plays is an ordinary brass instrument in the village, and he is so young.The cameraman galloped with the machine on his shoulders, followed by the recorders and scene recorders, and chased after them into the procession of seeing off the relatives.Director Qin turned his head and said in displeasure: "Major Wang, it's a secret, don't call us for being so young and so good."

"It's not from our village." The head of Wang was stunned for a moment, and Director Qin had already followed him, which made him very depressed for a long time.

No matter where the people come from, there are no outsiders here today, and no one is surprised even if they are rushing to take pictures.Not far from the door of the groom’s house, there were already big red happy characters pasted on the door, red mandarin ducks playing in water paper-cuts hung on the windows, and red firecrackers lined up in two rows. With the tune of the suona, the welcoming team got closer and closer. As soon as I came into sight, the crackling sound of firecrackers resounded non-stop, and the little kid who was covering his ears while picking up firecrackers was running back and forth. On the village roads on both sides, there were pointing girls, daughters-in-law, old women, and old ladies, from time to time. You squeezed me, I squeezed you laughing, but the gentlemen and young people gathered at the door of the groom's family were preparing as if they were going into battle.

According to the custom in the countryside of Luzhou, the bride dismounts from her horse and passes through three hurdles, each of which is more difficult than the last. The first hurdle is when the groom carries the bride and breaks into the new house. It's like a war, but it's hard for the groom holding the bride to be pushed and shoved. The young people of the same generation don't think it's enough, so they force the bride to ride on the groom's neck, blindfolded in the red dress, pulling Watching the groom turn around a few times, yes, no peeking, you can find your own sense of direction.

Someone was smiling and asking the groom covered by the skirt: Don't get your head in there, it's not yet time.

Some people pulled the bride's legs and curled up on the groom's head, shouting: "Clamp it tighter, the tighter it is, the more comfortable it will be for him."

The younger generations laughed loudly, the toothless old lady and the old man laughed heartily, and the wrinkles on their faces gathered together; The groom's smile was distorted, he laughed and looked at the embarrassment of the newcomer.

At this moment, another hasty, playful, and cheerful suona sounded, like a chirping bird fluttering, like a galloping horse galloping, and like a whole person laughing uncontrollably, which fit the scene at this time , when Shan Yong, who was playing the suona, turned his head, Si Muxian and Lei Dapeng understood the eyes of the boss, Dangdang gong, and the small banhu suddenly sounded, filling the gap between the suona and the three instruments, and the banhu The rapid sound of strings, the crisp sound of gongs and gongs, combined with the melody of suona, pushed the atmosphere of rushing into the door to a climax.

This tune is a tune often played in rural areas, "It's Really a Happy Death". The box of cigarettes went straight into the pockets of Shan Yong and Si Muxian.What's even more fun is that the film crew captured a vivid folk scene without any effort. Then Director Qin was overjoyed when he saw the captured content. There were so many people, and in the blink of an eye, no one could be found among the congratulatory crowd...

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Wang Huating and Liu Cuiyun were also at the scene. Once the students herded the sheep, the teacher was fine, and even the ninth graders were released. Anyway, when there was a commotion, they couldn't sit still. The countryside is rarely lively, and the country people love to join in the fun, but What surprised her was that the three of them seemed to be the main musicians in the wedding venue, blowing up the wedding scene so festively.

As soon as the music stopped, Wang Huating saw the three brothers sneaking into the bridal chamber in the crowd to join in the fun, Wang Huating turned her head and smiled and asked, "I didn't see it, these three still have this hand?"

"You don't know, Shan Yong's mother was originally a famous actor in Bangzi Opera, and Simuxian's father also studied folk culture. Listen to him, they often accompany Shan Yong's mother in the ring horse village, and listen to a famous actor singing "Yang Qiniang" ", hehe, you didn't look at it, even Lei Dapeng's knocking looks decent." Liu Cuiyun said with a smile.

"Let's go, this person is too messy, it will take a while to start dinner." Wang Huating saw that the villagers in the yard were teasing the couple around the couple, and smiled, but she didn't like the noisy environment very much. Looking at the environment here while walking, the two-month internship time is fleeting, and I still miss this place for no reason.

"What are you thinking, sister Hua Ting?" Liu Cuiyun said casually, walking two rooms away, everyone ran to the wedding scene, but the other places were quiet.

"It's nothing, I thought of someone." Wang Huating said.

"I guess it's him." Liu Cuiyun teased.

"You guessed him, he is definitely not the one I thought... I think of Professor Zuo." Wang Huating said with a smile, as if he was quite emotional in the internship life: "Now I think he talks about Taoist philosophy It’s very interesting. It’s interesting to talk about the universe’s self-consistency and Tao. The so-called Tao follows nature and changes everything without deliberately changing it... It’s very interesting. No matter what things or circumstances, as long as they exist, they will always exist and continue. The reason, like here."

"Eh? What made our branch secretary so emotional?" Liu Cuiyun didn't quite understand what Wang Huating meant.Looking sideways, the big branch secretary was smiling, as if she had realized something, and she heard her explain: "It's very simple, a few of us have worked hard, deliberately changed, and tried to improve the quality of teaching here, and the result? , It’s far from our original expectations. On the contrary, those few people who are not doing business at all, eating, drinking and having fun are more popular than us. Now I think we are different.”

"Hehe, that's right, Sister Hua Ting, it seems that there is a reason for your feeling, is it because of him." Liu Cuiyun laughed.

"Who are you, keep chewing your tongue, be careful I won't be polite to you." Wang Huating was about to hit, but when Liu Cuiyun dodged, the phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out and said hello, answered something, and then sipped Looking at Wang Huating with a smile on her lips, Wang Huating asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Don't let me say that he cares about you a lot, and told me to take you and the monitor to dinner, let's go."

Liu Cuiyun smiled, pulled Wang Huating away, and ran towards the wedding banquet without any explanation...

(End of this chapter)