The Strongest Male God System

112 The Hope of the Whole Village

"Wazi, thank you, the three villages around us count on our village school!"

With the sudden noise of the tractor, the fellow began to teach Zhou Yang.

"I've been to a few teachers before, but they all couldn't bear the hardships, so let's go! Our baby is pitiful!" The fellow said here, shaking his head and sighing.

Zhou Yang understood very well.

The conditions in the mountain village are so bad that anyone who has a bit of a solution will not stay here.

This can reflect the precious quality of Han Xiaoting.

She is also a girl from a big city. She would rather leave her advanced life to come to teach in this mountain, and Zhou Yang would admire this.

When the tractor arrived at the village, the fellow villager had other things to be busy, so he put Zhou Yang down and left by himself.

Zhou Yang carried his bicycle and walked along the trail at the end of the village. He heard the singing vaguely, a female voice.

The more you go in, the closer the singing.

After turning a small bend, Zhou Yang saw six or seven girls forming a circle on a clearing on the side of the road. In the middle of the circle, a girl was singing with her back to Zhou Yang's direction. On the big rock beside it, The paint has fallen off the guitar.

"I miss him too, somewhere, I am less embarrassed, you are less wings..."

Her voice was slightly hoarse, and Zhou Yang couldn't guess her age by distinguishing her from her voice, but from the back, she was definitely a teenage girl.

Zhou Yang stood not far from the girls, slammed the punctured bicycle beside him, smiling while listening to the girls sing.

Several other girls soon discovered Zhou Yang.

In the sun, Zhou Yang, dressed in casual clothes, looked beautiful and picturesque. The girls looked at him shyly, then lowered their heads, and then looked up again without seemingly enough.

The singing girl was wearing earplugs, and she didn't know that a man was listening behind her.

She held an old black Aihua Walkman in her hand, and there was a faint tape in it. Zhou Yang let out a sigh of relief, which was really backward.

"Xiaoyue..." A group of girls winked at the singing girl.

The little girl took off her earplugs and turned around slowly.

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up.

With a small face, a pointed chin, and big eyes, there was a trace of doubt on the girl's face, a feeling of purity and innocence.

The moment she saw Zhou Yang, the little girl was obviously taken aback.

Actually... there will be such a good-looking boy.

Zhou Yang smiled and applauded.

"You sang really well just now!" Zhou Yang praised sincerely.

The girl is not the kind of beauty who is earth-shaking, but she carries a rare aura and purity. Although the few girls around are also very young, but compared with the singing girl, they are immediately weaker by several grades.

"Thank you... I sang it!" The face of the girl called Xiaoyue blushed slightly.

Zhou Yang nodded: "Indeed...you can tell that you have not received professional training, you are just imitating."

Xiaoyue's expression was a bit awkward.

The other girls are not happy anymore.

"Hey, who are you? We, Xiaoyue, want to sing the most, and we will go out to participate in the competition as a singer in the future. Why do you say that she doesn't sing well?" A little sister was angrily impulsive in front of Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang shook his head and laughed.

Not to mention that he now has master-level instrument skills, just say that he is by Song Yunya, and all he sees are top music scenes. Zhou Yang still has a certain ability to judge the singing skills of a singer.

"That's right, you said Xiaoyue can't sing well, you can sing if you have the ability!" Several little girls twittered.

Zhou Yang nodded and said, "I am abrupt...It should be a bit difficult to find a music teacher here, okay, let me try!"

After all, they are people who have been blessed by the system to teach in general subjects, and music lessons are not a problem.

Zhou Yang put the bicycle on the ground, walked to the big rock, picked up the guitar and played twice.

"I'll tune the strings." Zhou Yang sat on the big rock and turned the knob. He quickly tuned the six strings. After plucking it, the sound was good, but it was enough.

"How to have a rainbow, how to embrace, the wind of summer..."

Zhou Yang plucked the strings and sang slowly.

Several girls straightened their backs involuntarily, as if a thread was holding them above their heads, 　 keeps rising, rising...

Especially Xiao Yue, she slowly opened her mouth, staring at Zhou Yang with her cute eyes.

Zhou Yang's voice was modified by the system, full of the magnetism of a male voice. At this moment, there is a master-class guitar skill bonus, the sound drifts with the sound of the piano, and the mountain breeze blows, picking up the girls' hair and the girls' hearts.

All of a sudden, several girls were stunned.

This scene is like a star shooting a MV in front of them, the picture is really beautiful.

The strings stopped vibrating, and a song finally ended, Zhou Yang gently put down the piano.

"I want it!" The girls quarreled together and applauded vigorously.

Xiaoyue walked out of the crowd and came to Zhou Yang and said seriously: "Can you teach me to sing?"

"Yes... but in my spare time!" Zhou Yang smiled, "I came to Shigu Village to teach!"

"Teacher..." Xiaoyue rolled his eyes, "Then you have music class?"

"I can take any class!"

"Great, I can listen to you when you have music class!" Xiaoyue bit his lip and smiled.

"Welcome!" Zhou Yang nodded slightly.

After that, Zhou Yang helped the car to leave, but Xiaoyue grabbed the handlebar: "Don't go, I still have a song, you help me pick the problem!"

Just when Xiao Yue was about to sing again, a middle-aged woman's voice came.

"You melon baby, if you don't do anything, you know how to sing...I tell you to sing!" With the voice, a fat woman rushed towards Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue was shocked when he saw it: "Teacher, I will go to school to find you at night, my mother will come, I will withdraw first!"

"You melon baby, stop for me! The house is about to go to the house, you are still singing!" The middle-aged woman, speaking in the dialect of Xichuan Province, grabbed Xiaoyue's hair and withdrew to the village.

"Auntie... if you have something to say! If you have something to say!" Zhou Yang looked at it and immediately offered words of comfort.

"Which are you?" Xiaoyue's mother glanced at Zhou Yang.

"My name is Zhou Yang, and I am a new teacher from the village primary school."

At first I heard it was a teacher. The middle-aged women are a little wilting. The people in the village respect the teacher the most, because the children still rely on the teacher to teach.

"Ms. Zhou, this matter has nothing to do with you, I just came to grab my baby girl." The woman replied, and then slapped Xiao Yue's ass, "The peppercorns at home are almost rotten. You still sing, go home and help!"

Upon hearing the words of the middle-aged woman, a bright light flashed in Zhou Yang's mind.

...

Xiaoyue and the sisters finally separated, and Zhou Yang pushed a flat tire to the gate of Shigu Village Primary School.

Standing outside the iron gate, Zhou Yang watched the children doing exercises.

An old man took two young men, a man and a woman, with their backs to him, and followed the children in activities.

Zhou Yang took advantage of the small interval between the two exercises and suddenly shouted: "Han Xiaoting!"

Han Xiaoting turned around instantly.

Zhou Yang was smiling at her.

He... really came.

Han Xiaoting's heart was fiery.