This time, Pengpeng and his school's New Year's Eve party was arranged on New Year's Day, which happened to be the weekend, and Zhang Zhong and his family all came over.
Zhang Zhong didn't want any special privileges, but the school still found four front seats for them.
This was the first time for the old couple to come here to watch a performance. Hu Huifang looked at the stage in front of her and said, "When will Pengpeng and the others perform on stage?"
Zhang Zhong shook his head and expressed that he was not sure. After all, it was just a New Year’s party for a primary school, and there would be no official program list. But it would definitely not be too high on the list. Generally, the top programs would be some singing and dancing programs, and the skits should all be on the list.
The middle back position.
Hu Huifang was a little disappointed when he didn't get the answer he wanted from Zhang Zhong. Then he poked Zhang Xingjun again, "Are you ready for your camera?"
Zhang Xingjun raised his camera and said, "Be on call at any time, don't worry."
"Has it been charged? Your camera hasn't been used for a long time. It won't be out of power."
"Charged." Zhang Xingjun nodded. The two of them had talked about charging or not charging several times at home. He still plugged in the charger in front of Hu Huifang. Now he came again.
It was wordy, but he dared to say it in his heart.
"Have you cleared the memory?" Hu Huifang asked about the memory again.
"It's cleared, and I brought two spare memory cards, so there won't be any problem."
"That's good." Hu Huifang nodded.
After a while, the performance officially started. Zhang Xingjun had already started taking pictures. After taking pictures for a while, Pengpeng and the others hadn't come out yet. Hu Huifang said again, "Please save your time and don't take pictures. Don't run out of battery soon. There is still memory, don't think about it."
If you bring a memory stick, you will not be restrained. When the memory is gone, there will be no place for you to cry."
Although Zhang Xingjun felt that the possibility of running out of memory and battery was basically zero, he still honestly turned off the screen viewfinder and slowed down the shooting speed.
When Pengpeng first entered kindergarten, the old couple went to Hongying to see a performance, but the performance in kindergarten was not at the same level as the performance in elementary school.
The programs that have been performed in this period include singing, dancing, musical instruments and reading. The children performing are all top-notch in all aspects, and the effect presented must be very good.
The old couple also kept praising how versatile children today are.
Seeing other children singing and dancing, the old couple were a little jealous, and even wanted to let Pengpeng expand her talents.
"Our Pengpeng is tall and has long legs. She is very suitable for dancing. Why don't we sign her up for a dance class later?"
"I think it would be good to learn music. Our family has the conditions now. Let's buy her a piano and practice. Girls who learn music will have a good temperament."
"How about learning them all? Her age is the most suitable to learn these things. It will not be easy to learn them when she is older. Those musicians and dancers all have basic skills."
"Instead of learning piano, it's not bad to learn guzheng, which is Chinese traditional culture."
"Isn't it okay to learn the erhu? Once you learn how to play the two springs, it reflects the moon."
"It's better for a girl to learn anything from erhu to violin."
"The violin is similar to the erhu. One is played vertically, and the other is held horizontally on the shoulder."
"Can it be the same? I think it's better to play the piano. Even if she doesn't learn classical music, she can play pop. When someone comes to the house, she can play and sing at the same time."
"That's right."
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Zhang Zhong listened and felt his scalp numb. The last sentence expressed the feelings of the old couple. Although it is good to learn painting, it is not suitable for performing. If you can learn piano or something, you can do it in front of your relatives and friends.
You can also perform your talents, which will give you face.
Of course, the old couple are just enjoying their addiction, and they also know that their children are still young, and Pengpeng is currently learning to draw and has to go to school, so it is impossible to spare so much time to learn other things.
When the old couple were planning interest classes for Pengpeng, the announcer announced the name of the next program.
"Next, please enjoy the sketch "Poet, Painter, Musician", performed by Zhang Pengpeng and Liu Minya."
When she heard the announcement, Hu Huifang grabbed her wife's arm and said, "Quick, quick, Pengpeng and the others are coming out."
Zhang Xingjun gritted his teeth. It was really painful to be pinched in this winter.
Pengpeng walked onto the stage first.
In order to highlight her character, she carried a paint bucket on her back and held a paintbrush in her hand.
After walking on the stage, she looked at the stage and said, "Wow, it's so beautiful. It's white everywhere. Snowflakes are falling tiredly from the sky, like goose feathers, flying in the sky. They fall gently on the roof and on the grass.
, fell on the mountain peak. In just a moment, the ground turned white, as if the whole world was silvery white and sparkling. The snow on the ground was so pure and crystal clear that people couldn't bear to step on it."
Compared with last year, Peng Peng's acting skills have not improved much, and his performance style is still exaggerated. Of course, it can also be called drama style.
However, her lines were much better. She memorized such a long line with almost no mistakes.
Seeing Pengpeng's performance, Hu Huifang grabbed Zhang Xingjun's arm and said excitedly, "Our Pengpeng is so good. She has memorized such a large paragraph?"
"It took me a long time to memorize it," Zhang Zhong said.
"That's amazing. When you were her age, you couldn't even memorize the lyrics of children's songs."
Zhang Zhong didn't expect that this matter could be brought to his head. He shrugged his shoulders and continued to look at the stage. Xu Yuhan was amused. She took Zhang Zhong's arm and whispered in his ear, "Were you really even a kid when you were a kid?"
I can’t even memorize the lyrics of children’s songs.”
Zhang Zhong rolled his eyes at her and ignored her.
After Pengpeng finished reading her lines, Minya also came out. Her dress was simpler, only holding a flute in her hand.
"Listen, how beautiful the sound of nature is. The snowflakes are whispering in the air like elves. The birds in the distance understand the language of the snow elves and sing along... Sound, music, they are
The greatest art in the world.”
"No, light, shadow and color are the key. The best art comes from the painter's pen." Peng Peng said.
"Only beautiful notes can touch people's hearts the most." Minya said.
"What you said is wrong."
"What you said is wrong."
The two people started to quarrel, which was getting worse and worse.
Just then, a voice sounded from the stage.
"That day was so far away, spreading its wings far away. Even if love is still, it is still and allows memories to flow. You picked up your little luggage and walked into the distance that no one can reach... I guarded the sun, guarded
Looking at the winter wheat fields, I sing softly about those shining days."
"Who's talking?"
"It was a poet. He read a poem."
"This poem is so beautiful."
"I'm going to accompany this poem with a painting."
"I want to..."
Hu Huifang felt a little familiar after listening to the voice-over just now. Then he turned to look at Zhang Zhong, "Did you read the poem just now?"