Huayu 1987: Childhood Sweetheart Anfeng Qianmeizi

I had lunch at home and took a nap.

The first class in the afternoon was music class.

The music teacher's surname is Wang. He is a young male teacher who has recently graduated from the music academy.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, he looked very artistic.

He carried a guitar and walked into the classroom.

"Hello students, I am your music teacher, my name is Wang Hao."

His opening remarks were very simple.

"I heard that there is a musical prodigy in our class."

His gaze swept across the classroom.

"Who is Chen Lang?"

Chen Lang stood up from his seat.

Teacher Wang Hao looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I heard from Teacher Li that you can not only play drums and guitar, but also compose music?"

Chen Lang nodded.

"Hmm, I know a little bit."

Teacher Wang Hao looked at him for a while and then chuckled.

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"What I've heard is more than just a superficial understanding."

"How about you start today's music lesson?"

He clearly didn't quite believe the rumors about musical prodigies.

It's already quite remarkable for a seven-year-old child to master a musical instrument.

As for arranging the music, that's even more of a pipe dream.

It must be his family members exaggerating to make him look good.

All eyes in the classroom were on Chen Lang.

Liu Yifei frowned.

She felt that the new music teacher seemed to have some ill intentions.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Lang walked towards the podium.

Elementary school is boring enough.

If you have to hide it like a normal child, wouldn't that be even more boring?

He's not cultivating immortality like an ordinary mortal, so he doesn't need to survive until the very end.

Now that everyone knows he's a musical genius.

So, let's start showing off our skills in front of others from the first grade!

He walked to the front of the classroom and glanced at the guitar in Teacher Wang Hao's hand.

Judging from how tightly he was holding the state-owned Red Cotton brand wooden guitar, he must have brought it himself.

"Teacher, may I use the piano?"

In the music classroom, there is a Pearl River brand upright piano against the wall.

Teacher Wang Hao paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Can."

Chen Lang walked to the piano, opened the lid, and tried a few notes.

He turned around and smiled at the students below the stage.

Everyone's heard the saying, "Where is spring?"

A somewhat discordant response rang out in the class.

"I've heard of it!"

"Of course!"

Chen Lang played the original intro on the black and white keyboard.

"Then let's sing it once."

"Where is spring? Where is spring...?"

Under his influence, the students in the class joined in singing in unison.

Liu Yifei and Huang Chengzi sang the most enthusiastically, nodding and swaying their heads.

Wang Hao's smile remained unchanged; the piano playing was indeed quite good, as for the musical prodigy...

After singing it once, Chen Lang changed his hand gestures, and the accompaniment melody began to change.

"Well then, I'll make a few slight changes and give everyone something a little fresher."

He added many complex chords and transitions to the originally simple and straightforward melody.

The rhythm also became more upbeat, full of jazz flavor.

"Where is spring? Where is spring...?"

Once that languid singing voice came out, no one sang along this time.

Everyone was captivated by his singing and piano playing.

Teacher Wang Hao stood aside and began to perform the "smile disappearing trick".

His mouth gaped wider and wider, his face filled with shock.

Liu Yifei looked at her younger brother, who was sitting at the piano with ease, and then glanced at Teacher Wang Hao, who had a blank expression. She proudly raised her head.

Huang Chengzi and Che Yue stared at the languid-looking boy with eyes full of admiration, unable to look away for a moment.

It sounds so good! It looks so good!

After finishing this jazz-style performance, Chen Lang switched to a lyrical style popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

He sang a children's song with such tender emotion.

Wang Hao felt his head buzzing.

While the layman just enjoyed the spectacle, he, as an expert, truly appreciated its extraordinary nature.

He himself is a professional who graduated from a music academy.

He could certainly tell how complex the chords and transitions Chen Lang played were.

The song ended.

Chen Lang's fingers left a beautiful finish on the piano keys.

Thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

Children may not understand those complicated music theories.

But what they can feel most directly is that it sounds good.

Chen Lang felt a surge of excitement as he looked at the admiring gazes of his classmates below the stage.

No wonder everyone wants to be a star; it's not an easy experience.

Teacher Wang Hao also clapped enthusiastically.

He walked over to Chen Lang, looking at the child who wasn't even as tall as a piano, his eyes filled with excitement and admiration.

"Chen Lang, you...you're a true genius!"

He was completely convinced.

Those minor doubts have long been forgotten.

The second half of the music class became Chen Lang's personal performance time.

At the request of teacher Wang Hao.

Chen Lang then played and sang several children's songs that he had adapted himself.

Two tigers, a little star, looking for friends.

Each song brought a brand new surprise to the whole class and teacher Wang Hao.

When he sang "My Good Mother," he specially called Liu Yifei up on stage to sing it.

Liu Yifei has long been eager to steal the spotlight.

He ran a few steps to the center of the stage and began to sing confidently.

Liu Yifei's childlike voice is sweet and clear.

The piano accompaniment by Chen Lang was perfectly coordinated.

The classroom erupted in applause.

When the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, everyone was still reluctant to leave.

Teacher Wang Hao walked up to Chen Lang with a big smile on his face.

"Chen Lang, from now on you will be our class's music representative."

"The teacher needs your help a lot in music class."

Chen Lang looked at him and nodded, readily agreeing.

"Okay, Teacher Wang."

After the last class in the afternoon, the school bell rang.

Teacher Li Xue closed her lesson plan and began assigning today's homework.

"Class, today's Chinese homework is to copy each of the new pinyin words we learned today ten times."

"The math homework is to finish the first page of the workbook."

There isn't much homework, but it still takes some time for a first-grader.

Copying, in particular, is very tedious.

Chen Lang didn't want to waste even this half hour.

He walked over to Liu Yifei's desk.

"Let's go find Teacher Li."

Liu Yifei was slowly packing her schoolbag when she heard this and looked up.

"Why do you want to see Teacher Li?"

Chen Lang chuckled at her.

"Tell her not to assign us any more homework."

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up immediately.

No homework?

Is there really such a good thing in the world?

She immediately slung her backpack over her shoulder and jumped up from her seat.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The two of them ran out of the classroom, one after the other.

In the teachers' office at the end of the corridor, they found Ms. Li Xue preparing her lesson.

"Teacher Li."

Chen Lang knocked on the office door.

Teacher Li Xue looked up and was somewhat surprised to see the two of them.

"Chen Lang, Liu Yifei, why haven't you come home yet?"

"Teacher Li, there's something we'd like to tell you."

Chen Lang pulled Liu Yifei into the office and got straight to the point.

"We don't want to do our homework."

Teacher Li Xue was stunned for a moment.

In all her years as a teacher, this was the first time she had ever encountered a student so brazenly stating in front of her that they didn't want to do their homework.