The Children's Day performance of Iris Primary School was held at the school, and Zhang Zhong went there early in the morning.
Starting from New Year's Day, Meng Mu Xiaozhu will teach two classes for free at Liuli Primary School every two or three weeks. As a result, many students from the school have been attracted to enroll in Meng Mu Xiaozhu's class.
Mengmu Xiaozhu was also invited to participate in this Children's Day school performance.
Principal Fei Mingchuan specially opened an open space in the corridor at the entrance of the school's lecture hall to display the paintings of students in the studio for Meng Mu Xiaozhu.
After all, this is a painting exhibition at a school, so most of the paintings on display at Mengmu Xiaozhu are the works of students from Iris Primary School.
Zhang Zhong went early because he wanted to help Xu Yuhan.
However, the studio is now strong and there is no need for him.
When he arrived at the place, the paintings were almost ready.
Fei Mingchuan was standing with Xu Yuhan talking.
"Principal Fei, I really want to thank you for giving us such a good publicity opportunity." Xu Yuhan thanked you.
Fei Mingchuan said with a smile, "If Teacher Xu is right, I should be the one thanking you and your Mengmu Xiaozhu on behalf of the students. Every time you come to class, it is free, and the response from the parents of the students is very good."
"We have also admitted many students to the school, all thanks to the support of Principal Fei."
"That's because you have the ability yourself. We used to have outsourced studios teach every week, but the response from students and parents was average."
Zhang Zhong came closer and heard the two of them exchanging business blows, and said with a smile, "Principal Fei has worked hard today. It must be very busy here."
Fei Mingchuan turned around and saw Zhang Zhonglai, with a smile on his face like a flower blooming in the season, "Mr. Zhang, you are here, why don't you two go to my office for a cup of tea?"
"Forget it about tea. The performance will start soon. I can't delay Principal Fei from your work."
"That's okay, I've saved a place for you two, and I'll take you there later."
This time Zhang Zhong did not refuse, "Then it will be hard work."
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The art performances in primary schools are indeed much better than those in kindergartens, especially for some senior children, who are already teenagers, and they can't stand each typhoon one after another.
Children today are different from when Zhang Zhong and others were young.
Zhang Zhong remembers that when they were young, there were performances at school, usually a chorus.
Although he can't sing well, he is good-looking, so he can always get into the choir.
I don’t know how this aesthetic preference arose at the time. All the children in the choir had a red dot on their foreheads, and sometimes they would also apply blush on both sides of their cheeks. Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, they were treated the same.
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Looking back at the video from that time now, the children in their school’s dance troupe look like a bunch of monsters.
However, it is still a memory.
Twenty years have passed, and now the children are performing on stage. Whether it is personal style or docility, it is not comparable to what it was back then.
There are people who dance, sing, recite poetry, and perform sketches.
Ballet, ballroom dance, Latin dance, pop music, folk music, all kinds of performances are dazzling.
Pengpeng majored in art and was not suitable for acting.
Minya studied music and played the flute very well. At that time, she signed up for two programs, one was a sketch with Peng Peng, and the other was a flute solo.
However, the fife solo was dismissed. After all, she was young and could not play the flute as a senior student.
At the end of the performance, the two girls' skit came out.
The audience couldn't help laughing when they saw a pretty girl wearing a tie on stage.
Pengpeng just came out from the backstage and was stunned for a moment when she heard the laughter of the audience. Then she waved to the audience and bent down again.
Fei Mingchuan was sitting next to Zhang Zhong. He also knew that Pengpeng was Zhang Zhong's daughter. He leaned sideways and laughed softly, "I have read Zhang Pengpeng's works. They are very profound. I heard Teacher Li said that you personally wrote them?"
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"A previous work, with slight modifications, was just right for the two of them to play," Zhang Zhong said.
Fei Mingchuan nodded and moved his gaze to the stage.
At this time, there was a knock on the stage, and Pengpeng, who was already sitting on the stage, said angrily: "Come in."
Then, under the gaze of the audience, another girl who looked like a porcelain doll walked out from behind the scenes.
This girl is also wearing a tie, but the color is different. The attentive audience has realized that the rank relationship between the two can be seen from the color of the tie.
At this time, Liu Feng, who was sitting in the back, saw his daughter coming out and said excitedly to the person next to him, "This is my daughter."
"Congratulations, congratulations." People around him also cheered and congratulated one after another.
The two little girls rehearsed countless times for this sketch. Although Pengpeng didn't have many lines, she worked extra hard.
At this moment, Zhang Zhong no longer cares whether the show is successful or not. He has already seen from this period of rehearsals that the two girls take one thing seriously, and they have gained something very important.
Of course, after so many rehearsals, the two girls were not stage frightened children, so the final show was perfectly presented.
This sketch is a typical black humor. Although it looks very funny, it is full of irony.
It was born out of "Chameleon" and thus inherited the characteristics of "Chameleon".
Many people laughed after watching the whole skit, but they also had some special feelings after laughing.
After the performance, Minya took Pengpeng and bowed to the audience, and then walked off the stage hand in hand.
Fei Mingchuan took the lead in applauding, and Zhang Zhong also applauded. The children's performance deserved his applause.
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At the end of the performance, Zhang Zhong and the others met with Liu Feng and his wife.
Liu Feng couldn't hide the joy on his face, "Brother, the show you arranged is so good. I'm very lucky to you during this time."
Hong Yujiao also expressed her heartfelt thanks, "Yes, Minya's performance exceeded our expectations."
Zhang Chong smiled and said, "We shouldn't say such intrusive words between us. Now, Pengpeng and Minya are out."
The four of them looked toward the back door of the stage, where students from Pengpeng's class walked out under the leadership of their head teacher.
When Pengpeng and Minya saw Zhang Zhong and the others, they also jumped over and ran over.
"Dad, Teacher Xu, how did I perform?"
"Dad, Mom, how did I perform?"
The two little girls said this almost at the same time. The four adults looked at each other and then laughed.
"Okay, okay, you all acted well. Let's go, you performed so well today, I'll treat you and take you to a big dinner." Liu Feng said with a smile.
"Okay."
When they heard about the feast, both girls were very happy. Of course, Pengpeng was the happiest because she was the greediest here.