Chapter 160 Rehearsal
In the spacious office of the A University Conservatory of Music, a girl was sitting on a mahogany sofa. She was flipping through a thick sheet of music, her long hair loose. She was wearing a light grey, waisted, long-sleeved jacket embroidered with a small pure white flower, a white shirt underneath, and a wide grey skirt of the same style, similar to the horse-faced skirt of later generations.
"Girl, why do you come to accompany an old man like me today? Why don't you go shopping in Beijing?" Zhou Yuqing said with a smile while making tea.
Ye Rou put down the sheet music. She had two round pearl earrings on her ears and said softly, "We've been around."
She stood up, her black pointed high-heeled leather shoes clicking on the ground. "Jiang Chen is going back to the Jiang family today. It's too boring for me to stay alone."
School doesn't start until April, and Ye Rou came to University A to play because she was really bored.
Zhou Yuqing handed Ye Rou a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Some students will come to class soon. You can attend two classes. I'll take you to eat authentic copper pot hot pot meat in Beijing for lunch."
"Okay." Ye Rou held the teacup and asked in confusion, "Why are there students in class when school hasn't even started yet?"
Zhou Yuqing, wearing a black Mao suit and with gray hair, said with a smile, "People from the art troupe are preparing for the opening ceremony."
Ye Rou nodded.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
"Come in."
A young man in an army green uniform walked in.
Seeing that there was not only Professor Zhou but also a young girl, Lu Mingcheng was stunned for a moment before asking, "Dean Zhou, everyone is here."
"Okay." Zhou Yuqing stood up and waved to Ye Rou: "Let's go together."
Ye Rou drank the tea, put down the cup, and helped Grandpa Zhou out of the office.
Lu Mingcheng couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "President Zhou, who is this female comrade?"
Zhou Yuqing smiled and patted Ye Rou's hand, saying, "Little girl at home, come and attend two classes."
Ye Rou nodded and said, "Hello, my name is Ye Rou."
"Lu Mingcheng."
After Lu Mingcheng got to know them, he led the way.
"President Zhou is here." Lu Mingcheng pushed open the door and saw more than twenty people standing inside, all in military uniforms.
Ye Rou helped Grandpa Zhou in, and everyone shouted in unison, "Hello, Teacher Zhou."
Zhou Yuqing smiled and nodded.
Lu Mingcheng moved a stool and placed it next to Ye Rou.
"Thank you." After Ye Rou thanked him, Lu Mingcheng returned to the team.
Ye Rou sat down and looked around the classroom curiously.
It looked like a high school classroom, except all the chairs had been moved away and the chorus members stood in two rows at the front, with people standing on either side holding instruments.
Ye Rou was watching, and the people from the art troupe were also secretly looking at her.
The clothes she wore were all made by herself, and the styles that were popular in later generations would have been a blast in that era.
"Coco, she's so beautiful."
"She is very beautiful." Chi Keke didn't expect to see this girl again so soon.
"What's so good about it?" The girl holding the flute next to Chi Keke rolled her eyes and said disdainfully.
Ye Rou's ears moved slightly, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.
She looked over and saw that it was the slim girl from the Friendship Store. She was wearing a military green uniform, her long hair was tied into two thick braids, and her pretty face looked a little sick.
Ye Rou blinked. This girl seemed to be in really poor health.
"Okay, let's start the class."
A University specially invited members of the art troupe to perform at the opening ceremony. The songs had already been decided and Zhou Yuqing was responsible for teaching.
Ye Rou stood aside and listened.
"Stop!" Zhou Yuqing frowned slightly and asked everyone to stop.
"Teacher Zhou, is there any problem?" Lu Mingcheng asked nervously.
Zhou Yuqing looked at a girl holding a flute and asked, "Why don't you play?"
Ye Rou looked over and saw the girl wearing a brightly colored hairpin and had bright red lips.
Seeing Lu Mingcheng looking over, Lin Manrong twirled her hair with her fingers and said, "Teacher, I blew it."
She didn't have enough confidence to say this.
Lin Manrong likes Lu Mingcheng, and she put on lipstick when she came to rehearsal today. She was afraid that the lipstick would be smudged when she played the flute, so she pretended to do it. She didn't expect that this old man had such a sharp ear.
Zhou Yuqing frowned slightly. Seeing that the girl didn't admit it, he just said, "Let's do it again. Everyone, be more serious."
The chorus continued to sing and the instrumentalists continued to play.
Ye Rou listened attentively. Classic songs are indeed something you never get tired of listening to. Listening at such a close distance in the closed classroom, the sound is even clearer and louder.
"Stop!" Zhou Yuqing called for a halt again. He looked sullenly at the girl holding the flute, "You're still not playing."
Seeing Lu Mingcheng frowning at her, Lin Manrong felt resentful and said with an aggrieved expression, "Teacher, I really blew it. You can't wrongly accuse me."
Zhou Yuqing said unhappily, "I can tell whether you are blowing or not."
Lin Manyong pointed at the people around her and said, "They can prove for me that I really blew it."
Everyone she pointed at remained silent.
Lin Manyong's father is Lin Xing'an, director of the military region's political department, and they dare not offend her.
Zhou Yuqing looked disappointed.
"You have lipstick on your lips. If you really want to play the flute, the lipstick won't be intact." Ye Rou said.
Lu Mingcheng was the head of the art troupe. Seeing Teacher Zhou's disappointment, he stood up and said to Lin Manyong, "Wipe off your lipstick and play the flute properly."
He was afraid that Teacher Zhou would be disappointed, but Lin Manyong mistakenly thought that Lu Mingcheng was attracted to the little vixen, so she scolded her.
She glared at the little vixen unhappily and wiped off the lipstick on her lips with a sullen face.
Zhou Yuqing nodded to Lu Mingcheng and said, "Let's do it again."
The music started again, and this time Zhou Yuqing did not stop it midway.
People in the art troupe sing frequently, are experienced, and don't make many mistakes.
Zhou Yuqing adjusted some minor errors.
After the first class, the atmosphere became more relaxed.
Zhou Yuqing stood among the students and answered some of their questions about music.
A boy was suddenly pushed to his feet. His face flushed, he glanced at Ye Rou shyly before asking, "Teacher, who is she?"
Zhou Yuqing smiled and said, "Children at home, come and listen to the class."
Ye Rou nodded and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Ye Rou, nice to meet you."
The boy sat down with a red face.
Someone started to cheer, "Teacher Zhou, I heard you're great at opera, sing for us!"
Zhou Yuqing agreed with a smile.
Lin Manyong's eyes turned, and she suddenly raised her voice and said, "Teacher Zhou is a musician. Comrade Ye Rou must be good at music under your guidance."
Zhou Yuqing waved his hand and said, "She studied medicine and only has a superficial understanding of music."
Lin Manrong insisted, "Teacher Zhou, stop being so modest. Let Comrade Ye Rou perform a show."
She said as she glanced at the people surrounding her.
The others immediately understood and started to jeer, "Teacher Zhou, let Comrade Ye Rou play a piece!"
"Yes, we all want to hear it."
Zhou Yuqing's face darkened.
Ye Rou stood up and said, "Okay."
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