Chapter 306 Guitar and broom, that is our youth (1/3 ask for a monthly ticket)
The afternoon interview actually went very smoothly!
After all, CCTV is an official media, a serious media. Wang Panpan is a "veteran" reporter for many years, and her professional skills are very good. The questions she asks are on point, and she does not deliberately find fault with the interviewees.
The person feels unhappy.
Therefore, Yang Qian and Dai Yuni basically completed this interview during a pleasant chat.
Of course, the interview was only part of Wang Panpan's plan for this trip. What they wanted more was to film the live performance of Yang Qian and Dai Yuni giving music lessons to the children. This would be a more important material in the news that would be broadcast later.
When school was about to end in the afternoon, the photographer responsible for the aerial photography of the location also came back. He replaced the drone aerial photography with a small camera and joined the shooting team.
"Master Jiang is mainly responsible for filming our scenes. Because of today's interview, the station may have to help me edit a vlog..."
Wang Panpan was a little embarrassed to explain to Yang Qian and Dai Yuni that after all, this was considered her personal matter. Although these business cooperations were actually run by Taili.
"I understand, I understand, Sister Panpan, you are a grandma. If you post a vlog, it will also help us increase our popularity!"
Dai Yuni smiled.
Wu Lan followed the crowd of photographers and did not block the view of the photographer, but when she heard what Wang Panpan said, she couldn't help but complain about Yang Qian and Dai Yuni.
They all said that a photographer should be assigned to the company to take photos of today’s interview process! I’m not willing yet...
Wang Panpan is in charge of traffic! If someone comes to interview you, it’s because you are taking advantage of other people’s popularity!
Such a good opportunity was thrown away.
Wu Lan looked at Master Jiang, who had been filming Wang Panpan and Yang Qian, and secretly made a small calculation in his heart.
…
"The girl who once made you feel bad,
Now I have laughed, quietly without a trace..."
At this time, in the music room of the auditorium, because the last class was physical education, I ran over early to wait for class. Tang Zhenliang and another boy were pretending to play with the instruments and sing.
In order to create a stage atmosphere, Tang Zhenliang first placed a chair in the middle of the musical instrument room, then took a broom and leaned its handle against the back of the chair to act as a microphone.
It starts with the boy grabbing the "microphone", which is the handle of the broom, singing affectionately without moving his head and shaking his buttocks.
Then when he finished singing "I've left you bruised all over", he turned around gracefully and got out of the way.
When the boy turned halfway, he was dumbfounded because he saw that the door of the music room was opened at some point.
There were still people standing near the door. Teacher Yang and a few adults were watching their performance with suppressed laughter, and there were also a few uncles holding strange camera machines!
But his sudden lack of movement did not attract Tang Zhenliang's attention. He was already immersed in his "performance".
It’s as if this is his stage, and the audience is all on the other side of the wall!
Tang Zhenliang held the guitar and "played" it with his hands. Of course, he did not touch the strings. The melody was in his heart.
I saw the little boy strode up, stepped on the chair, held the guitar handle in one hand, and the "microphone" in the other hand, closed his eyes, raised his head, and raised his voice:
"Dilililidilililididai!"
Isn’t this a bit middle-of-the-road?
These are not problems at all for Tang Zhenliang. He just imagined himself as Teacher Yang who sang this song to them that day. Even in his heart, he was a hundred times cooler than Teacher Yang!
"Tang Zhenliang! The teacher is here."
Well, the classmate who discovered it first even called his name!
Although this boy also had good intentions to remind Tang Zhenliang, who was still addicted to the world of self-excitement, this sound must have made people all over the country know Tang Zhenliang's name!
This will also become a dark history that will be mentioned repeatedly after his debut...
Of course, this is a matter for the future and will not be mentioned here for now.
"Ah! Teacher Yang..."
At this time, Tang Zhenliang heard it and turned his head slowly for a second. He was also dumbfounded.
"Hahaha!"
The adults who had been holding it in for a long time laughed out loud.
"It doesn't matter, just sing it, it's quite emotional!"
Wang Panpan was afraid that they would be too nervous, so he comforted them with a smile.
How dare Tang Zhenliang dare to enjoy himself in front of so many people?
His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he ran to put the guitar away, then ran back to Yang Qian.
"Teacher Yang, I didn't break the guitar, I just held it for a while."
Obviously, in Tang Zhenliang's heart, Yang Qian's thoughts were what he cared about most. He was very afraid that Yang Qian would find out that he didn't take good care of his instruments, and that he would be kicked out of the band that he finally signed up to join.
Of course Yang Qian would not be so unkind. He smiled and patted Tang Zhenliang's shoulder to comfort him:
"It doesn't matter, the teacher has done this before!"
"Have teachers done this before?"
"Yeah, but my conditions are worse than yours. I didn't have a guitar at that time, so I just used a broom as a guitar, and then I pretended to be a superstar and played and sang randomly."
Yang Qian said this, which made Tang Zhenliang calm down a lot.
It turns out that such a powerful teacher Yang was so young and arrogant!
That’s okay!
"You sang very well just now. Try to learn the guitar so that you can play the guitar and sing as handsomely as you did just now!"
Yang Qian encouraged.
Tang Zhenliang nodded excitedly, but facing so many cameras, he still became shy and embarrassed to say any more.
This was just a small episode. Soon, school was over, and many students who had signed up to study music poured into the auditorium.
"There are fifty-eight students who have temporarily signed up for the choir, and twenty-five students who have signed up for the band. This number is slightly beyond our expectations. But after all, this is just the beginning. In the future, some students may lose their enthusiasm and choose
If you quit, some students may come back and want to join, or students from the choir may join the band, or students from the band may join the choir, it is possible..."
Yang Qian had introduced the overall situation to Wang Panpan during the previous interview.
Wang Panpan and Yang Qian first came to the auditorium. The students in the choir skillfully arranged themselves into several rows in order of height and stood in front of the piano in the auditorium.
Xiao Yansheng and Mao Ruixin donated two pianos. Placing them all in the music room seemed too crowded and unnecessary, so one was placed on the stage of the auditorium, usually covered with dust-proof flannel.
It just so happens that it can also be used by Yang Qian to teach the students in the choir how to open their voices and sing.
In the middle of the choir, there are two familiar figures, namely Tian Dahe and Zhou Haiyan. Zhou Haiyan signed up for the choir by himself, while Tian Dahe signed up for the band. However, considering that his voice was in good condition, Yang Qian persuaded him to transfer.
If you want to join a choir, or temporarily transfer to a choir, practice singing first. If you want to be the lead singer of a band in the future, it will be an advantage!
"Today CCTV reporter and teacher Wang Panpan came over to watch everyone's practice. Please cheer up and practice hard, okay? Maybe your parents will see you on the news later!"
Yang Qian smiled and first practiced his voice with the students who were a little nervous looking at the camera.
"Come on, practice the ma sound like we did before!"
Wang Panpan saw Yang Qian sitting in front of the piano, his fingers skillfully playing the scale from F3 to B2.