Xie Ying's happiness came to an abrupt end that afternoon.
After lunch and a nap, Xie Ying asked her second uncle to send her off, and Xie Qingshou happily agreed. The sun was very sunny that day, the wind was not cold, and nothing bad seemed to happen.
Before the rehearsal started, a fat middle-aged male teacher walked in. Xie Ying recognized him. His surname was Feng, and everyone called him Teacher Feng. He usually accompanied leaders when they came to visit. Xie Ying only
Knowing this, what she didn't know was that he also took the lead in organizing the activities of the Children's Palace, and he was the second-in-command of the Children's Palace.
Teacher Feng's voice was very soft, frivolous and arrogant. He always held his head high and looked at people through his nostrils. He said that Teacher Yu had a cold. In order not to infect the students, she would not come to class for the time being, and he would be in charge today.
rehearse.
Xie Ying and the others sang once. Teacher Feng waved to Xie Ying and scolded her face to face: "You are the lead singer, how can you sing at this level?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Xie Ying's face turned red to her ears. She lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.
"You are so bad! You have been photographed several times, and your voice is not loud enough. You are the lead singer, so you have to catch the audience's attention. But you don't look good, and you can't sing well, how can you stand in the lead singer's position?
"
That was the first time Xie Ying was scolded in public. No, it was not a scolding, but a belittling. Her young self-esteem was thrown to the ground by an adult and was trampled mercilessly. Xie Ying was extremely embarrassed and wanted to find someone.
She crawled into a crack in the ground. But she had nowhere to escape and cried helplessly.
Teacher Feng did not feel soft because of her tears. He folded his arms and spoke in a light and soft tone, a little more arrogant than "Qi Ruo Gossamer". "All the students in the choir want to be the lead singer, but you are not good-looking."
, and my strength is not good... I cry non-stop after being criticized by the teacher... You can't stand the criticism, which shows that your vocal teacher treats you very laxly. Only a strict teacher can produce a good disciple. If you don't have a strict teacher, you can't achieve anything.
Make progress. You still have to work harder. You think the lead singer is too easy. You don’t cherish this position at all...that...Zhu Fangting, come out and try."
The children were in an uproar, but Teacher Feng held his head high and looked around, and the children immediately became quiet. He was silent, but his eyes seemed to say - who is making noise? I have to find her.
No!
Zhu Fangting's expression was mixed with surprise and timidity. She whispered: "Teacher Feng, I... have never been a lead singer..."
"If I ask you to try, just try! How can you know whether it works or not if you don't try? - Well, what's your name? Oh, Xie Ying, go and stand in Zhu Fangting's place."
Xie Ying was humiliated. She stood still. Teacher Feng was no longer as polite as before. He frowned and shouted: "I've been waiting for you, don't waste time!"
In full view of everyone, Xie Ying took every step that was extremely heavy. The children looked at her with sympathy, which made her even more sad. The accompaniment sounded, and Xie Ying's crying became louder and louder. Teacher Feng completely
He lost his patience, turned off the accompaniment, pointed at Xie Ying in the crowd, and reprimanded loudly: "Xie Ying, you deliberately want to cause trouble, don't you?! Since your father is dead, everyone has to pamper you, right?
Let me tell you, if you can sing, stay, and if you can’t, leave! You’re not the only one in the choir!”
Xie Ying bit her lip tightly, her clenched fists trembling slightly. She was angry and anxious, but she did not lose her temper, let alone run away. She stubbornly raised her head and stared at Teacher Feng. Although she
He is well-behaved, but once he shows his fierce look, even Teacher Feng is a little timid. He was already guilty, but when Xie Ying glared at him, he became even more incoherent: "You dare to glare at the teacher like this, you are really uncultured!"
This teacher Feng is very good at using the weakest voice to say the harshest words.
Xie Ying did not retort, and kept the humiliation and injustice she suffered at this moment firmly in her heart. The accompaniment sounded again, and Xie Ying restrained her crying. She did not sing, but just lip-synced to the music.
It was Zhu Fangting's first time as a lead singer, and he sang so poorly that several senior students even covered their mouths and snickered. But Teacher Feng opened his eyes and told lies, and took the lead in applauding: "Not bad, really good! Did you see that, the lead singer
It should be like this, beautiful and generous, attracting all the attention of the audience. As for whether you sing well or not, that is another matter. What's more, you are all children, even if you have some flaws, the audience can understand it.
"
What nonsense!
The man surnamed Feng added: "Also, did you know? The programs at the party are all recorded and broadcast. If you don't sing well, you can dub them later, so you don't have to be nervous. Do you understand?"
Xie Ying thought with disdain - Teacher Feng just said that the teacher was too lax with her, but he didn't know that even if she only sang one wrong note, Teacher Yu would make her sing it several times. After practicing to the end, she would be strict
Teacher Yu finally praised Xie Ying and told her that Xie Ying was good enough to enter a recording studio.
Teacher Feng hastily decided on Zhu Fangting as the lead singer. He put his hands on his hips and continued to taunt Xie Ying in a gentle yet mean tone: "The lead singer must cherish this position. Even if he is rehearsing, he must dress neatly and beautifully.
Don't be sloppy, otherwise, even the teacher won't want to look at you."
Zhu Fangting was wearing a red sweater, a woolen plaid skirt, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes, looking like a little princess. Xie Ying was still wearing a sky blue school uniform and purple sleeves. She admitted that she was not well dressed.
She is not beautiful, but she is not slovenly at all. She has a neat grandmother, and her clothes are all clean.
Teacher Feng suppressed the little girl and raised the corners of his mouth proudly. "Some people, don't rely on their family connections with the teacher to be complacent and pretentious! If you can't be a lead singer, you just can't!"
This sentence is still an insinuation of Xie Ying, because Xie Ying's aunt and her vocal teacher have been good friends since childhood.
In just a few minutes, Xie Ying's chest was filled with knives. But seeing the unconcealable pride on Teacher Feng's face, she ignited another fighting spirit - she could not give up, she must persevere to the end.
She worked hard to get first place in the exam and to be the lead singer of the choir, all in order to proudly tell her all her achievements when she saw her mother. Her mother would be happy for her, right? What reward would her mother give her?
What? Will my mother say to her grandparents from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you for your hard work"?
So, she must wait until her mother comes. She must stay in the choir.