Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1226, Section 486: Hear My Command: The Children's Day Carnival Begins [Part 2]

Whether someone is handsome or not is not important; what's important is to help the band members get their rehearsals done as soon as possible.

Although everyone may not have a chance to go out and play in the morning, what if...?
The car greeted a few familiar friends and then quietly stepped aside.

At this moment, Ang Lee and Teacher Wang came down from below the stage.

"Teachers, please lead your teams to the back area to wait."

At Ang Lee's command, the scene instantly sprang into action.

"stop."

"too messy."

Ang Lee made a casual remark, and the room fell silent again.

"You guys go waiting like this tonight?"

As Li An finished speaking, the teachers in charge of each group reminded the children under their care to maintain discipline.

Like the forty high school students responsible for carrying the stools, the children in the wind band were also divided into eight groups, corresponding to eight stage entrances.

Eight teachers, including Lao Tang, Mu Xin, and Hai Tao, will each be responsible for their respective teams going up and down the stage to ensure a smooth performance.

This segment was rehearsed many times last night, and the children are already familiar with their respective routes for going on and off the stage.

So how to perform on stage is no longer an issue; what matters is the children's discipline and demeanor.

If the discipline during the waiting period at night is like this, then what kind of discipline is there to speak of, let alone any morale?

The audience was shocked to see that the band's discipline was nothing special, which was not what Ang Lee wanted to see.

Therefore, he had to keep the children on edge and make sure that no bad signs appeared before the official performance ended.

Even if it's just their own people now.

"Line up!"

The eighty orchestra members lined up in the shortest possible time.

No one whispered to each other during that time.

Ang Lee nodded in satisfaction: "Listen up, everyone. This is the final blow. If anyone messes up for me, I won't be polite. From now on, no one is allowed to speak. If you have any questions, raise your hand and ask your team leader."

After a pause, they were told to "line up and wait in the waiting area."

After saying that, Li An stopped the watch. Once all the teams had arrived at their respective waiting entrances, he glanced at the time and found that it had taken three and a half minutes.

The children thought to themselves, "This time, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Not only did the children think it was fine, but Teacher Wang and the others also thought it was excellent.

Because the children displayed a high degree of discipline throughout the process, there were only footsteps around the stage, and not a single human voice.

However, "it's too slow."

Ang Lee called out: "Come back and regroup."

One of the kids from one of the teams sighed, sounding a little impatient.

However, Ang Lee didn't seem to care. "It takes three and a half minutes to get to the backstage area. Your show is only a few minutes long?"

"Everyone must be in the waiting area within one minute. You can jog, but please be careful. Attention, teachers in charge."

"start!"

Ang Lee gave the order again.

This time, the eight teachers dared not be careless at all and kept a close eye on their respective teams, urging them on.

"Watch your step, hurry up!"

The children naturally quickened their pace, and those carrying larger babies were panting heavily as they walked quickly.

"One minute and twenty seconds, let's leave it at that for now."

Li An pressed the stopwatch and strode onto the stage. He spoke into the microphone again: "Attention teachers of all groups, each of you is now assigned five stagehands to carry chairs. Please coordinate with each other so that when the first stagehand returns to the entrance, the first student in your group can go on stage."

Then, "Attention all band members, when you go on stage again, you won't be able to see your footing from last night. Your footing will be on the stools, and the positions of the stools will overlap with your positions from yesterday. The first person from each group to go on stage must make sure they are in the right position. If you are wrong, your whole group will be wrong. Does anyone else have a question?"

Seeing that no one raised any objections, Ang Lee looked around and said, "Settings ready! Let's go!"

In an instant, eight groups of high school students carried their stools onto the stage in an orderly fashion, following the rehearsal procedure for the small car.

Then, they quickly found their own glowing spot coordinates, put down their stools, and walked off the stage in an orderly fashion along the rehearsal route.

"very good!"

The moment the first stagehand returned offstage, Old Tang exclaimed, "Yan Junze!"

Yan Junze quickly took the stage, and at the same time, the first member of each group also took the stage from their respective entrances.

The scene looked incredibly orderly to the audience, possessing a sense of discipline unique to a youth group.

"Stand up straight and don't look around. After you sit down, hold your instrument and sit with your eyes level. Never look down."

"Lin Ziyang, where are you looking? Ignore the people next to you, mind your own business!"

Just now, Lin Ziyang, the principal clarinetist, sat down properly and then reminded the flute players in the two groups in front of him that they were not sitting correctly.

Because of the second group's situation, their performance on stage just now took two and a half minutes.

"Now let's talk about leaving the stage. The order of leaving is reversed, and the last student who came on stage goes first this time."

"Wang Xiaohu."

Little Tiger, who was waiting on the side, walked to the conductor's podium in the center of the stage, turned around and put one instrument in his hand, and all the musicians set up their instruments.

"The last two measures, four beats of preparation."

As he spoke, Brother Tiger tapped out four beats, then simultaneously raised and lowered both hands, and all the musicians on stage played the final long note together.

Suddenly, drums and horns resounded on the stage, attracting the attention of the staff members on the sidelines.

Liu Zhen happened to come over to see how the teachers at the snack street were preparing. The games were about to start, so he looked towards the stage.

Suddenly, the stage fell silent.

With a neat closing gesture from Wang Xiaohu, all the young musicians seemed to be frozen in place, completely still.

Wang Xiaohu looked around and gently lowered his hand.

At this moment, all the musicians put down their instruments, and the high school students watching suddenly thought that this scene was quite impressive and looked very professional.

Wang Xiaohu turned to face the audience, his expression solemn as he slightly raised his left hand, and all the musicians stood up at the same time.

Two seconds later, Wang Xiaohu bowed to the audience.

"Wow——————"

Ang Lee and others in the audience simulated applause, and a crucial step was about to begin.

"When the commander finishes bowing and steps down from the command platform, that's the signal to leave."

Wang Xiaohu got up and stepped down from the conductor's platform, and the eight musicians who were the last to take the stage immediately began to move.

"Very good, that's it. Keep order and watch your step. Stagehands, please note that after the first student leaves the stage, you will come on stage to remove the chairs."

Following Ang Lee's instructions, the stagehands returned to the stage and then moved the young musicians' stools away.

Compared to when they were on stage, the members of each group performed more skillfully when they were off stage.

Thirty seconds later, the stage was empty, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Che was truly impressed by this scene. She is a veteran of the stage and had never seen such a neat entrance and exit. Although there was a small accident when the second group came on stage, the flaws did not detract from the overall excellence.

Great job! Thumbs up for everyone!

"Rest for two minutes and then continue."

As Ang Lee looked toward the track, all the children looked toward it as well, and the once quiet playground suddenly became bustling with activity.

The first wave of activities has begun!

It's as if some people can already smell the aroma of lamb skewers!
It's really started!!!

The children who were resting in place only dared to shout in their hearts, but in the blink of an eye, every stall was surrounded by people.
"Begin!" Ang Lee's voice rang out again, seemingly out of place. "Enter!"

The little car silently cheered!

Time passed by, and as the sun continued to rise, the entire playground became even hotter.

During this time, Liu Zhen came over to visit the children in the orchestra and said some words of encouragement.

What the kids want to hear right now isn't "you guys are the best," they want to hear "disband."

"Take a ten-minute break here. All team leaders, please come over here."

When it was ten o'clock, the instructions coming from the playground's loudspeakers seemed to be drowned out by the surrounding laughter and playfulness.

At the entrance to the three stage areas, Lin Ziyang complained softly, "Commander, when are we going to finish?"

Wang Xiaohu really wanted to know the answer to this question; in fact, he felt that the previous attempt was already perfect.

"I don't know," Wang Xiaohu sighed softly.

Lin Ziyang: "Sigh, all I want to do right now is buy two packs of snow lotus, one to eat and the other to wash my face."

Wang Xiaohu immediately showed a disgusted expression: "Can you please stop being so disgusting?"

Lin Ziyang didn't care, and then asked with a smile, "Someone in our class is selling cicadas."

Immediately, someone objected, "What's so special about that? Someone in our class sells mealworms."

Then a second person who disagreed appeared, saying, "I thought it was something else. It's just mealworms."

The child in front then emphasized, "It's alive!"

The second person, who disagreed, sneered: "Someone in our class sells scorpions, all of them alive."

"And it's a poisonous scorpion; if it bites someone, they might die."

Wow!
Wang Xiaohu was speechless. What kind of conversation was this?
It felt to him like two kids comparing whose dad is more powerful, and one of them saying, "My dad dares to eat shit."

"Really."

Little Tiger shook his head and then went to Group Four.

Qiao Zhizhi was talking to her classmates from Group 4. He leaned over to listen and found out that Qiao Zhizhi really was going to sell her paintings.

"Are you sure someone will buy it?" Wang Xiaohu wasn't there to cause trouble; he genuinely had his doubts.

Last time, the art club held a charity sale, intending to donate all the money from the paintings to Project Hope. However, they didn't even sell many of the paintings created by the club's teachers.

Qiao Zhizhi chuckled: "We'll see."

Wang Xiaohu scoffed, "If you can sell five copies, I'll buy one."

Qiao Zhizhi retorted provocatively, "You said it yourself: if I sell five, you'll buy one. What if I sell ten? Will you buy two then?"

Wang Xiaohu thought to himself, "Are you robbing me? So if you sell fifty copies, I have to buy ten?"
What Little Tiger meant was that if you can sell five copies, I'll buy one as a sign of respect.

But now, under the expectant gazes of everyone around him, it would seem as if he couldn't handle any more explanations, so he gritted his teeth and said "okay!"

He was going all in; he genuinely didn't believe anyone would be willing to buy Qiao Zhizhi's paintings.

"Don't worry, it's not expensive, only ten yuan a piece."

Qiao Zhizhi's words sounded more like a provocation, and Wang Xiaohu immediately responded: "Don't even mention ten yuan a piece, I'd buy it even if it were fifty yuan a piece. I mean what I say. If you can sell fifty pieces, I'll buy ten from you!"

"Just tell me, how many did you bring?"

Qiao Zhizhi grinned: "Exactly sixty, no more, no less."

Wang Xiaohu was slightly startled. Good heavens, sixty bills at ten yuan each, if he sold them all he could earn six hundred yuan!

Eh?
its not right.

Wang Xiaohu immediately realized that something was wrong; there was something wrong with this bet!
If Qiao Zhizhi sells five tickets, he has to buy one. But what if Qiao Zhizhi doesn't sell five tickets in the end? What will he get then?
We can't let him bear all the risks of a bet.

"What if you don't buy five tickets? Hmm? What will I get?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "If I don't sell five tickets, I'll give you five free."

Wang Xiaohu: "Big sister, you're giving me your unsold paintings? I'll have to pay money if I lose! You're just giving me a few unsold paintings!?"

Qiao Zhizhi's eyes widened upon hearing this! If Wang Xiaohu said that, it meant he was looking down on her!

"Okay! Then what do you suggest we do?"

Seeing that Qiao Zhizhi was getting a little anxious, Wang Xiaohu chuckled to himself, realizing that he had just regained the initiative.

“If you’re really confident in your paintings, be bold. If you can’t sell thirty, you can buy something from me.”

Thirty?
The students in the surrounding four groups were dumbfounded; this command was a bit like bullying them.

Although they couldn't figure out what was going on, it sounded very unfair.

Even if Zhizhi sells twenty cards and wins against the commander five times, she will lose to the commander once if she sells less than thirty cards.

Besides, nobody knows what the commander will sell.

Wu Yifan couldn't help but interject: "When you're in charge, you have to tell us what you're selling and how much it costs first."

Before Wang Xiaohu could even speak, Qiao Zhizhi raised her voice in response: "Fine! It doesn't matter what you sell."

"Great!" Little Tiger laughed. "You sell paintings, I sell books. My books are all genuine, new books with clearly marked prices from publishers. As for the prices, they range from high to low."

After a pause, he said, "Just pick the cheapest one when the time comes."

This made Qiao Zhizhi extremely unhappy. Even though she knew Wang Xiaohu was trying to provoke her, she was determined to win: "I won't listen to you. If I lose, I'll pick the most expensive one."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaohu immediately adopted a "buy it or leave it" attitude. "My most expensive book is Dream of the Red Chamber, eighty-eight, any problem?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "No!"

The students around her were completely dumbfounded. It seemed that Qiao Zhizhi was going to lose a lot of money!

Wu Yifan: "Zhizhi, don't agree to him! You'll lose money if you don't sell thirty copies. Even if you sell twenty-nine copies, he'll only buy five from you, which is fifty yuan. But you have to buy a book from him that costs eighty-eight yuan, so you'll still lose thirty-eight yuan!"

How could Qiao Zhizhi not understand such a clear-headed calculation? She then smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry."

Just then, Wang Wenyang, the teacher in charge of Group Four, came over with a large pile of snacks.

"Rehearsal is over. Now we're giving you food. After that, you'll be free."

As soon as Wang Wenyang finished speaking, the four groups erupted in chaos.

Everyone drove to the director's booth in disbelief; no one expected the rehearsal to end so soon.

And there's food too?

Cheers erupted from the waiting areas at each entrance.

Old Tang: "Thank you, Teacher Li. He bought all this food especially for you."

Little Tiger was genuinely touched; the teacher really did only look fierce!
Of course, it wasn't just Little Tiger who was moved.

However, another battle for Little Tiger is about to begin.

"Let the party begin!"

Little Tiger shouted slogans, but his eyes were constantly searching.

He had to find Ah Lin immediately; Ah Lin had to help him defeat Qiao Zhizhi today.

It's quite interesting, really. At this moment, Qiao Zhizhi and Wang Xiaohu were completely in agreement.

"Sister Linlin! Over here!"

Before Wang Xiaohu could react, Qiao Zhizhi spotted the car.

Wang Xiaohu looked over and was stunned. In the distance, she saw a small car carrying a rather large box walking towards them.

What's in this box?
Qiao Zhizhi also drew a question mark in her mind.

But it didn't matter; she immediately rushed towards Sister Linlin's direction.

Wang Xiaohu was startled and jumped, following closely behind!
(End of this chapter)