raknovel Chapter 68 National Day Performance 2
Chapter 68 National Day Performance 2
Chapter 68 National Day Performance Part 2 (Burst Update Mode Activated 5)
Many of the children of the Wuhan Song and Dance Theater's colleagues also attend this school.
When they saw Liu Xiaoli, they all warmly came over to greet her.
"Xiaoli, your two kids are really something else."
"Yes, my son is in the same grade as them, and he talks about it every day when he comes home, saying how amazing Chen Lang is."
"A student who skipped grades, a musical prodigy, and now he can even write his own songs—how did you manage to raise him so well?"
All sorts of praise were heard incessantly.
Liu Xiaoli smiled and responded modestly to each question, but her heart was sweeter than if she had eaten honey.
Not far away, Che Yue's father, Che Yangao, also arrived.
He was holding a high-end-looking camera and taking pictures of his daughter.
In 94, DV cameras had not yet been invented, and video cameras were large and heavy, so ordinary families would never own one.
Owning a single-lens reflex camera like this is already very fashionable and shows a lot of capability.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the school leaders of those key junior high schools were gathered together, talking in hushed tones.
Their goals were very clear.
They came specifically because of Chen Lang and Liu Yifei, two geniuses who skipped grades.
A child who completed junior high school courses on his own at the age of eight and can communicate fluently in English.
Which school wouldn't want a genius like that?
They said it was for my sister's sake, to consolidate her health for another year. Who would believe that reason?
What Poyang Street Primary School is up to is obvious to all these seasoned veterans in the education field.
Bah! You're wasting a genius's time and energy, you're despicable!
However, no matter how much they felt ashamed, they would have done the same thing in their own hands.
That's good, at least there's some buffer time.
A fierce battle to recruit talent has quietly begun among these school principals.
The performance officially began with a speech by Principal Li Xiaoyun.
Two young hosts, each with a standard smile on their face, walked to the center of the stage.
"Distinguished leaders and guests."
"Dear teachers and students."
Good afternoon, everyone!
"In the golden autumn of September, we celebrate the birthday of our motherland."
"Today, we gather together to offer our sincerest blessings to our motherland through songs and dances."
"The Poyang Street Primary School's 1994 National Day Art Performance is now beginning!"
The first program was a poetry recitation.
Four senior students, dressed in white shirts and wearing red scarves, recited poems praising their motherland in an exaggeratedly melodic tone.
Chen Lang sat in the backstage preparation area, watching from afar, his lips pressed tightly together to suppress a laugh.
This kind of party-style singing is truly full of the characteristics of that era.
One after another, meticulously rehearsed programs took the stage.
A dance troupe dressed in uniform performed a dance full of contemporary flair.
The instruments played together, creating a melodious tune.
The atmosphere on the playground was very lively.
The parents watched with great interest, frequently applauding their children's excellent performances.
"The next program is a small chorus performance of the song 'Let Us Row Our Boats'."
"The students from Class 3, Grade 2 will perform for us."
The female host paused, then added.
"This song was adapted by Chen Lang, a student from Class 1, Grade 6 of our school."
Many parents in the audience were taken aback by these words.
Chen Lang?
Many of them had heard of this name.
That child prodigy who jumped from first grade to sixth grade right after the start of the school year.
He can also adapt songs?
The music is ringing.
When that jazzy intro came from the speakers.
Many knowledgeable parents couldn't help but sit up straight.
This adaptation is not simple.
It completely subverted the original song's youth vanguard style, making it more fashionable and full of artistry.
When the song ended, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
Many parents were whispering among themselves.
"Whose child is this Chen Lang?"
"That student who skipped a grade, I heard he's only eight years old."
"An eight-year-old can do this kind of arrangement? Is this kid's family involved in music?"
"I heard that his mother works at an opera house and his uncle is a professor at a music academy."
"No wonder, it's due to their family's strong academic tradition."
Amidst the murmurs, the next program began.
"Next, please enjoy the dance, 'The Story of Spring'."
"Performance, school dance team."
"Dance music arrangement, by Chen Lang."
It's Chen Lang again.
When the powerful disco rhythm started, the atmosphere across the entire playground was ignited.
This kind of music, which you only hear in dance halls, actually appeared in an elementary school's arts performance.
Trendy, bold, and full of energy.
The children danced with great enthusiasm, and the parents in the audience listened with great interest.
The lead dancers were Liu Yifei and Che Yue.
Two little girls, one in a yellow dress and the other in a blue dress, with graceful figures and light dance moves, attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared.
Among the large group of backup dancers behind them, a figure in a blue practice outfit stood out from the crowd.
Chen Lang held two pom-poms in his hands, making dance moves that seemed a bit silly to him.
"This Chen Lang is quite interesting."
"Yes, this arrangement of the piece is really great."
If the first two songs were just something that people found novel, then...
The subsequent arrangement of the chorus shocked the parents who truly understood music.
"Next, please enjoy the chorus, 'On the Fields of Hope'."
"Conductor, Teacher Wang Hao."
"Arrangement by Chen Lang."
It's him again.
When the melody, now accompanied by orchestral music, begins to play, it becomes grand and majestic.
In the audience, a middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting next to Yao Feng couldn't help but push up his glasses.
He was also a teacher at the Wuhan Conservatory of Music. Although he didn't teach Chen Lang, he had heard Yao Feng boast about his nephew.
He always thought Yao Feng was just self-promoting.
I only found out today, after hearing it with my own ears, that what Yao Feng said was actually true.
"Old Yao, your nephew is quite something."
The middle-aged man turned his head and sighed to Yao Feng beside him.
Yao Feng grinned, his face crinkling with laughter, and proudly raised his chin.
"Now you believe me, right? When have I, Yao Feng, ever bragged?"
"Sigh, does your nephew even need a teacher anymore?"
"I----"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time without coming out, and then he shut his mouth again when he thought of Chen Lang's six musical instrument professors.
He was just a part-time teacher hired by the college without any official title; he didn't have the audacity to speak up.
Yao Feng glanced at him, his tail practically wagging in the air.
Since we were from the same school, I didn't discourage him further.
He looked at Chen Lang, who was standing at the very back of the stage, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
Liu Xiaoli, who was standing next to him, felt comfortable listening to the various discussions and praises around her.
She straightened her back and raised her chin slightly.
Over the years, she has raised her two children alone, and has heard a lot of gossip and rumors.
They say she's having marital problems and that she's being supported by another man.
She never offered an explanation.
Today, she doesn't need to say anything.
Langlang's talent is the loudest rebuttal to those rumors and gossip.
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