Zhou Xiang, his elder brother and Xiao Chunmei lined up behind the curtain, waiting for the host's announcement.
Wan Jing sat in the audience, staring at the stage with hatred and tampering with the program. She found that Zhou Xiang was a little at a loss about the music class, so she wanted to make her look bad.
Who knew that it would actually help her and the fool as well. He hid outside and watched and listened to the rehearsal yesterday afternoon.
I didn’t expect the principal would agree to let a fool perform on stage. Is he crazy?
Even if he could draw, he would still be a fool.
"They're out! Sister and Sister Zhou Xiang are out. They're so beautiful!"
Qiushi chattered.
Zhou Hua's eyes were fixed on the stage as soon as the host announced the show.
The girl who made me fall in love with her at first sight is now just as good as my sister, and each has her own merits.
The two headmasters, Zhou's mother and Xiao's mother, were also very excited and said to the audience on both sides: "That's my daughter."
Everyone around praised him kindly.
The auditorium immediately became quiet as the organ sounded. Many parents and students listened attentively to the unfamiliar prelude, trying to figure out what song it was.
Zhou wanted to take his elder brother one step forward.
A monk carries water to drink
Xiao Chunmei took a step forward.
Hey, pick some water to drink
Hey, pick some water to drink.
…
Thousands of years of mystery
No one will tell
No one will tell
As the piano and singing ended, the audience burst into applause, especially from the Zhou and Xiao families, where the applause was even louder.
Xia Guo and Qiu Shi stood up and clapped their hands hard.
Xiao Chunmei stepped down and the host came on stage.
"Next, we would like to invite our versatile Zhou Niao to perform a live painting for us. In just ten minutes, a simple yet elegant painting will be presented to you. Please welcome Zhou Niao."
Zhou Xiang took his elder brother to the easel that had been placed on the side of the stage.
We couldn't just wait for ten minutes, so most of the stage was given to students reciting poems. With the soft recitation, a unique scene was presented on the stage.
The younger sister appeared again in Zhou Niao's writing. She was the younger sister who had just changed into her performance clothes. Her eyes were calm and indifferent, and her steps were full of momentum.
Zhou Xiang chuckled. He thought that this was how fierce Wan Jing looked when he saw her. It turned out that this was how her elder brother saw her.
After the recitation of the two poems and Zhou Niao's painting ended, the host took over the double-page sketch.
He put down the microphone, held the drawing paper with both hands, and moved it up and down, showing it twice from left to right on the stage.
The audience in the first row saw it most clearly and gave applause in encouragement.
Wan Jing wanted to stand up and make some sarcastic remarks, but was held down by Zou Xiaohong, who had sat down next to her at some point.
"Wan Jing, what do you want to do by standing up?"
"What do you care, traitor!"
"Traitor? Who did I betray? Don't you realize you're practically a lunatic now?"
Zhou Xiang watched the argument between Wan Jing and Zou Xiaohong with a sneer on his face.
"That Zhou Niao is a fool!"
Zou Xiaohong still failed to stop Wan Jing, so Wan Jing stood up and shouted loudly.
Everyone looked at Zhou Niao on the stage in surprise. He immediately seemed at a loss. Zhou wanted to take his brother's hand and shook it twice, signaling him not to be afraid.
Then he picked up the host's microphone and walked to the center of the stage with his brother. "I know you must be wondering why such a young man would come to participate in a performance by junior high school students. The scream of the female classmate behind me should have solved your doubts.
But! My eldest brother is not a fool. His IQ is at the level of a six or seven-year-old. He is an older child. He can read, draw, and sing. He loves learning more than some of you. His heart is purer than that impolite person who disrupted the performance.
However, he was the one who suffered the most. Many times, including this performance, he asked me, "Aren't you afraid that I will embarrass you?"
I answered him, 'Don't be afraid, no matter what you are like, you are still my big brother'.
As a human being, please be kind. Female classmate behind me, please touch your chest. Do you still have a heart?
People cannot choose their birth, but they can choose what kind of person they want to become!
I have always been proud to have such a studious and kind elder brother. I am not afraid of the whole school knowing, nor am I afraid of anyone knowing that my elder brother is an older child.
He is not a disgrace, nor a burden. He will always be my support and my backer throughout my life!"
Zhou Hua and Zuo Heng stood up and shouted, "Brother, you are our pride and our support. We love you!"
Xia Guo and Qiu Shi also shouted in their shrill childish voices: "Brother, we love you!"
"Brother, we love you!"
In the audience, all the students were filled with kindness and enthusiasm. They all stood up and shouted in unison: "Brother, we love you!"
Zhou's mother burst into tears. All of this was caused by herself. It was all her fault!
Xiao's mother comforted her, "You don't want to do this either, so don't make it difficult for yourself."
Zhou Niao couldn't control her tears, they fell in big drops. She felt that she was not a burden, her sister and brother did not despise her, and she could be her sister's support.
Mao Binzhi walked onto the stage and took the microphone from Zhou Xiang. "Hello everyone! I'm Mao Binzhi. Yesterday, I decided to take Zhou Niao as my apprentice. His paintings are very spiritual and pure in spirit. I'm not afraid to let everyone know that I've taken an older child as my apprentice. Art needs pure hearts like his!"
Ji Zhongcheng took the lead and stood up. "Great! Congratulations to Teacher Mao for finding his ideal apprentice."
"Congratulations, Teacher Mao."
"Congratulations, Teacher Mao."
The atmosphere in the audience was getting more and more intense. Wan Jing was dumbfounded. How could this happen?
Shouldn't everyone be mocking Zhou Xiang for having a foolish elder brother? Shouldn't everyone be urging that fool to step down?
I deliberately waited until they finished their performance before standing up. Why? Aren't these people crazy?
Zou Xiaohong looked at her with pity and left.
"You, take care of yourself!"
Although the situation has been reversed, the school will not forgive Wan Jing's behavior.
Mao Binzhi returned the microphone to the host and took the painting from his hand.
Walk off the stage with Zhou Xiang and Zhou Niao.
"Zhou Niao, from now on, don't draw for others easily. Keep all the paintings."
"Okay! I'll listen to you, teacher."
Zhou Xiang took Mao Binzhi to the Zhou family and introduced him to his mother.
Mother Zhou wiped her tears, wiped her hands on her clothes, and then reached out to shake hands with Mao Binzhi.
"Hello, Teacher Mao! Thank you for accepting Zhou Niao as your disciple."
"Mother Zhou, you don't have to be polite. Zhou Niao will have a good future. I promise to bring him up. You don't have to feel too guilty."
The mother's sadness and guilt were so obvious, but she was glad that Zhou Niao was like this. She stayed in the junior high school teaching art just to find an apprentice.
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