Chapter 298 Mao Mao Takes a Music Lesson
The kindergarten started school at the same time as other schools, but one new student was several days late to school, and Ms. Ye, the teacher in the junior class, took extra care of her.
The students in this kindergarten are all from wealthy and privileged backgrounds. Among all the students, this new student is particularly wealthy, and most importantly, she is exceptionally cute.
As soon as I sat down, many children gathered around me.
"Your name is Mao Mao?"
Hello~
"You're so cute, just like my doll."
"Mao Mao, do you like chocolate?"
Mao Mao had never seen so many children before. Listening to everyone talking at once, her little head turned around and around. She couldn't keep up with the conversation, and could only manage to reply, "Mao Mao likes chocolate!"
A child handed over a chocolate ball, saying, "Here you go."
Wow!
Mao Mao took it and thanked her happily, "Thank you."
My classmates are so nice.
However, she had only just unwrapped the chocolate and hadn't even put it in her mouth when Teacher Ye came up behind them: "Xu Yizhao, I've told you so many times, you can't bring snacks to school!"
"hold head high?"
Holding the chocolate, Mao Mao innocently tilted her little head up.
She looked down at the chocolate in her hand, thought for a moment, and then offered it to the teacher, saying, "Teacher, have some."
Teacher Ye: "..."
Ms. Ye was very touched, and then confiscated her chocolate and also confiscated the snacks from the pocket of the child named Xu Yizhao.
Xu Yizhao was a chubby little boy, half a head taller than Mao Mao, clearly well-nourished. But he had a very good temper. When the teacher confiscated his snacks, he didn't cry or make a fuss. As soon as Teacher Ye reached out, he voluntarily emptied his pockets, leaving not a single piece of candy.
After handing over the snacks, he was completely dejected, slumped on the table, as if he had lost his soul.
He was sitting to Mao Mao's right rear, so she could see him as soon as she turned around. Mao Mao looked at him with concern for several times.
Sitting to Mao Mao's right was a little girl.
Noticing Mao Mao's gaze, she smiled at Mao Mao in a particularly friendly manner and explained, "Mao Mao, don't worry, Xu Yizhao brings snacks to school every day, and Teacher Ye confiscates them every day."
Mao Mao listened, completely bewildered.
every day?
This student is such a glutton!
However, more important than the chocolate is the upcoming class.
Even as a kindergarten student, I still have to attend classes.
Coincidentally, they had music class this morning.
The little girl sitting next to Mao Mao was named Cheng Manxuan. She took the initiative to hold Mao Mao's hand and said, "Mao Mao, I'll take you with me."
All the children lined up like a flock of waddling ducks, chattering and quacking, following behind Teacher Ye to the classroom where the piano was placed.
It was the same room that Mao Mao had seen yesterday, the one where many children were singing together.
Teacher Ye sat down at the piano, her fingers dancing lightly across the keys, and a lively melody flowed from her fingertips.
"Mao Mao, can you sing?" Cheng Manxuan asked.
Mao Mao thought for a moment: "Mao Mao can play the harmonica."
"Playing the harmonica?"
"Um!"
Mao Mao confidently raised her chubby chin: "Mao Mao plays it exceptionally well."
Cheng Manxuan exclaimed "Wow!" and said, "Then you must sing very well too."
Mao Mao scratched her little head.
Yeah?
Mao Mao has never learned to sing.
But every time her mother puts Mao Mao to sleep, she sings a beautiful little tune. Mao Mao is her mother's daughter, so she must sing just as well as her mother.
So, Mao Mao nodded confidently as before: "Mm!"
In kindergarten music class, they also sing nursery rhymes.
Nursery rhymes have simple, catchy tunes and easy-to-remember lyrics. Even a group of four-year-olds can memorize them quickly.
Teacher Ye wrote the lyrics and music on the small blackboard, then sat back down at the piano and led the children in singing.
Cheng Manxuan and Mao Mao sat together, waiting for Teacher Ye to finish playing the prelude. She opened her mouth, just about to start singing, when she suddenly heard a startlingly sweet little voice in her ear.
"Twinkle, twinkle! Sparkle, little star!"
Cheng Manxuan: "..."
The lyrics she was about to sing suddenly made her swallow them back down.
Teacher Ye, who was playing the piano accompaniment, quickly noticed something was wrong.
A group of very young children, their singing was far from perfect, each with their own tune. However, among the group of off-key children, there was one little baby voice that sang particularly loudly and clearly, and the tune was also very off-key.
Teacher Ye turned her head and immediately spotted a little girl standing in the center of the crowd.
She was completely oblivious to her off-key singing, holding her head high and singing with great enjoyment and confidence.
Seeing that her pitch was getting further and further off track, and because she was singing so loudly that even the other students who were singing correctly were going off-key, Teacher Ye had to speak up and stop her: "Lou Queyin, you're singing off-key!"
Mao Mao was completely unaware and continued singing.
Teacher Ye immediately corrected herself: "Mao Mao, you're singing off-key!"
Mao Mao then stopped.
She looked at Teacher Ye in confusion: "Are you singing off-key?"
Teacher Ye said, "Mao Mao, listen to me sing it once, it's like this..."
Teacher Ye demonstrated the correct intonation, looking at her encouragingly.
Mao Mao nodded seriously and sang again, "Twinkle, twinkle! Sparkling!"
Teacher Ye: "..."
Teacher Ye: "Wrong! Wrong!"
Mao Mao stopped again, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
Teacher Ye: "Mao Mao, you have to follow my tune, don't try to find your own."
Mao Mao said very seriously, "Teacher Ye Ye, I am singing your tune."
Teacher Ye: "..."
Mao Mao sang it again, savored it herself, then nodded her little head confidently and said, "Exactly the same!"
Teacher Ye: "..."
It's over.
This child is tone-deaf.
Teacher Ye forced a smile and said, "Then...then you can sing along with the other students and learn their singing style."
Okay~
Teacher Ye began playing the piano again.
After the intro finished, all the children sang together. One little voice sang with particular confidence and volume, while everyone else sang off-key, off-key, off-key...
After music class.
The entire small class couldn't find a single correct tune.
Teacher Ye: "..."
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