His entertainment life

Let alone the endless harvest of education, more children from villages and counties can understand the beauty of music and the happiness music gives people. This is the real purpose of Zhang Aoyang's trip.

At noon the next day, I didn't eat in the canteen. Zhang Aoyang hurriedly tuned two bear kids who looked stronger, and went back to the attic with him to get the guitar. Let's not say more. Zhang Aoyang must be the two most naughty people on weekdays, Wang Zihao and Liu Yu.

When he got to the attic, Zhang Aoyang watched from the bottom and told the two children to go upstairs by themselves. Can Wang Zihao and Liu Zihao not be happy? The two men looked at each other and rushed upstairs.

The number is written on the guitar, which is set according to the children's student number. At a glance, Wang Zihao found the guitar wrapped in black cloth in position one. Take a look, this guitar is spotless! It's a system with the white sportswear he's wearing today. Touch the milky white panel, smooth tentacles. Set up the guitar and put it on your waist. When you put your hands together, you can touch the handle on the top and hold up the guitar board on the bottom. It fits. It fits so well! Mr. Zhang is really good at choosing!

Seeing Prince Hao's face full of joy, Liu Yu also finds the guitar No. 3 based on her student number. The coat wrapped in frosting is torn open excitedly by him. A brand-new dark guitar, half of the surface, shining black in the sun. This 40 inch "Big Mac" is perfect on his slender arms! It is worthy of Mr. Zhang's choice. Everything is the best.

It is because these two bear children are so immersed in the "treasure" given to them by Zhang Aoyang that they forget the most important thing today! It turns out that it's not for them to pick up the guitar today, but to deliver the other 20 guitars to the school at the same time!

But the two children didn't feel tired at all. They held a guitar in one hand and went back and forth several times. More than 20 guitars were sent to school by their hard work. They are very grateful to this selfless music teacher in their hearts, so what's the difficulty of wasting a little energy on their feet?

Now that they have been sitting in their seats, Zhang Aoyang is finally looking forward to his first day. Bang Bang two, dogma deliberately hit the blackboard with a few big words written in chalk!

Teach first, learn first!

The children are so enthusiastic that they think that the teacher is going to teach them how to look after their family!

Everyone followed Zhang Aoyang's steps, cocked up his legs, and the guitar leaned against the root of his legs and stood in front of his chest. Put the guitar handle in your left hand and pluck the strings in your right. They're all smart, too, and they've gone through it all over again. Even if it's a little dull, I'll understand it when I say it again.

"Today, I will give you a relatively simple song," zebra, zebra. " With that, Zhang Aoyang's flexible right hand was already on the string, like an arrow tied to the string, ready to explode at any time.

A qualified musician, he is not playing music, but playing heart music. Maybe some people don't understand that, but it's very simple. Everyone who loves music plays music from the heart. So Zhang Aoyang didn't go straight to the main topic this time. It's brewing.

The children quietly watched Zhang Aoyang's eyebrows unfold, wrinkle and relax. Then he shook his head gently, and the first string sound came out gently.

"Zebra, zebra, don't fall asleep. Show me your injured tail... "

" I don't want to touch you, the scar of the wound. I just want to lift your hair... "

his voice is so low that it seems to be in his voice, but it's just a weak voice, nothing else.

The melody is soft, with some decadent sadness. This is not only the charm of the music, the style of folk guitar itself tends to be sad, so this is just the beginning of a short paragraph, I can't feel anything else.

When the children quietly enjoy the scene created by this song, the string suddenly stops, and Zhang Aoyang no longer plays. Because for these beginners, it's not suitable to teach too much space at one time. One is that they are afraid that they can't remember it, but that they find it difficult to train their guitar. Although there are a few of them, such as Wang Xiaomei, who plays freely. But after all, we have to take care of those ordinary people.

Zhang Aoyang didn't turn around. He picked up the dogma and pointed to the blackboard behind him. The note drawn on the blackboard is the short piece that Zhang Aoyang just sang. Now he wants to teach these children how to play on the folk guitar hand in hand.

They have been taught some music theory knowledge in the previous two classes, so most of these children can recite the conversion between notes and guitar strings. The boys in the class, headed by Wang Zihao, began to press their right hands and were eager to try the "simpler" tune that Zhang Aoyang said.

Deng Leng...

Zhang Aoyang was quickly attracted by the two simple chords. At first glance, it turned out that this was the first bar tone played by Wang Zihao. Its corresponding lyrics are zebra, zebra.The two tones are played to the point. Although they are very short, they are very stable during the timbre period. There is no pull, there is no out of tune. Zhang Aoyang suddenly takes a new look at the spoiled three generations of officials. It turns out that the former yellow haired gangster is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is also the first one to master the introductory course of guitar in an instant besides Wang Xiaomei.

Then Liu Yu is not willing to be outdone. I am also the grandson of the village branch secretary. How can I lose to you, the grandson of the village head? That's not going to make people laugh!

Canglang...

Liu Yujin was slightly dissatisfied, and then the ending of Prince Hao also moved the string in his hand and played two times. But it doesn't sound as pleasant as Wang Zihao.

Although the tune of this song is very dull, very sad, but this kind of dullness is due to the mood of playing deliberately. However, the sound played by Liu Yugang is not like that. There is an unspeakable feeling.

Wang Xiaomei, who always cares about these three iron triangles, can't help but frown. Her dull voice is instinctively rejected by her ears, although she doesn't understand why Liu Yu's voice is slightly different from Wang Zihao's.

If the first sound can score 90 points, then Liu Yu's performance can score at least 80 points. But you have to know that the pressure of people who are often in the second place is great. Even if he is only a little bit less brilliant than the first place, he will be ignored by the audience's tired aesthetic.

But children should pay more attention to and discover things that should not have been paid attention to than adults, so when Liu Yu finished playing this sound, a pair of strange eyes have been fixed on his face. From these exclusive eyes, Liu Yu instinctively felt remorse for the music she had just played, so she lowered her head in shame.

But all this is in Zhang Aoyang's eyes, because Zhang Aoyang knows that this is not Liu Yu's direct mistake. At that time, because he was taller than his peers, he chose the biggest one for him when he bought the guitar size. But I didn't expect that he was not only bigger than others in body and bone, but also bigger in palm and finger. So when he just played those two notes, his ring finger accidentally hung on the rest of the strings, stripping the melody of instinctive perfect performance.