Jiang Jun sat in front of the shiny piano, his fingers unconsciously playing the etude.
After playing for a while, she realized that the door of the practice room was open. Jiang Lan was in the hall outside, dancing to the notes she played. The unrestrained and rhythmic style was very much like modern dance.
Jiang Jun remembered the musical poetry recitation of "Yellow River" that he heard on the loudspeaker at noon, and suddenly had a brilliant idea.
Playing music with unrestrained rhythm and high-pitched melody can especially easily dispel depression.
Thinking of something in my mind, my fingers flicked it out.
Jiang Lan's dance steps also changed. She imitated the dance from the movie The East is Red and danced with all her heart. She danced until the piano stopped playing and rushed over. "Sister, this is beautiful! You play it even better than in the movie. How about I practice a dance like this? I saw that this dance was in their art troupe's performance this time."
The art troupe's band has no problem playing military songs, but when it comes to playing a piece like "Yellow River", its overall quality is still not enough to convey the momentum of the Yellow River.
"Okay, practice hard, and when you apply to join the art troupe, you can do this dance to intimidate them."
Only by having your own characteristics can you give others a unique impression and wonderful enjoyment.
Jiang Lan covered her mouth with her hands, laughing so hard she couldn't close it. "Sister, do you think I dance well? If I get into the art troupe, can I be the lead dancer?"
According to Jiang Jun's aesthetic standards, Jiang Lan would not be able to be the lead dancer. Generally, dancers who can be the lead dancers are not necessarily better than others, but they are calm and confident, knowing that they can dance well.
"Try it! First, memorize the entire piece. Know the movements for each phrase. Even if you make a small mistake in one or two places, as long as you stay calm, and can jump back in time without panicking, and those dancing behind you won't panic either, then you can be the lead dancer."
Jiang Lan was disappointed. "Uncle Chen asked Teacher Cheng to teach me. No matter how busy Teacher Cheng is, she will always find time to teach me. I think they all listen to Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen asked me to join the art troupe, so I can't be the lead dancer?"
Jiang Lan's logic was a bit confusing, but her meaning was very clear, which was to use the back door and force others with power.
This is how children think: I really want to be powerful, but you are more powerful than me and I have no way to surpass you, so I will find the most powerful person to be my backer to overwhelm you.
Jiang Jun took a breath. "Performing on stage is like going to war. It all depends on real skill. If you can't dance well, what's the point of knowing Uncle Chen? Knowing great people isn't a skill. Becoming great yourself is a skill."
She explained the truth so simply and easily that if Jiang Lan didn't understand, she would hit her with a chestnut.
Jiang Lan really didn't understand, but she still stood up obediently: "Sister, then I will dance as well as in the movie, is that okay?"
Jiang Jun nodded. "Okay, hurry up and practice. If someone comes to the practice room or piano room later, we won't be able to practice."
Jiang Lan clenched her fist: "Lead the dance! Come on!"
Jiang Yun played the piano piece "Yellow River" over and over again according to her memory, and each time she played it was different.
In her original time and space, she studied piano for six years and improvisation for two years, and her piano playing skills became very proficient.
At this moment, her mood was changing all the time, and the music she played was sometimes passionate and high-pitched, and sometimes melodious and delicate.
Jiang Lan danced for a while and then started to protest: "Sister, that's not how you play in the movie."
Jiang Jun rolled his eyes. "I won't be playing for you during your performances. I'm just accompanying you. This place is so big and there's no one around. I'm afraid you'll get scared. Xiaolan, are you going to practice or not? If you don't dance, I'll leave!"
I feel so tired. I have to accompany the prince to study and make him happy.
Almost three months later, just when Jiang Jun thought something might happen, Jiang Yonghua's case began to take shape.
Chen Zhong told Jiang Yun this personally: "Xiao Yun, look!"
The application materials Jiang Jun submitted were filled with red circles and the signatures of many witnesses.
Jiang Yun couldn't wait to turn to the last page. On the blank space of the letter paper was the reply from the highest leader - please relocate according to the resettlement method for comrades who have not made mistakes!
This means that Jiang Yonghua will no longer have to live in grievance and depression.
"Uncle Chen, what about this material...?"
"The army will send someone to Chuncheng to look for your father. The materials have been submitted to me and will be sent to the division headquarters tomorrow. The division headquarters will then arrange for someone."
Jiang Jun was excited: "Then I'll go back with you."
Chen Zhong: "Think about it again. Once Lao Jiang's issue is resolved, Xiaolan can join the art troupe, and you can find a job. Running around is too tiring and delays things."
Jiang Yun played the piano piece "Yellow River" over and over again according to her memory, and each time she played it was different.
In her original time and space, she studied piano for six years and improvisation for two years, and her piano playing skills became very proficient.
At this moment, her mood was changing all the time, and the music she played was sometimes passionate and high-pitched, and sometimes melodious and delicate.
Jiang Lan danced for a while and then started to protest: "Sister, that's not how you play in the movie."
Jiang Jun rolled his eyes. "I won't be playing for you during your performances. I'm just accompanying you. This place is so big and there's no one around. I'm afraid you'll get scared. Xiaolan, are you going to practice or not? If you don't dance, I'll leave!"
I feel so tired. I have to accompany the prince to study and make him happy.
Almost three months later, just when Jiang Jun thought something might happen, Jiang Yonghua's case began to take shape.
Chen Zhong told Jiang Yun this personally: "Xiao Yun, look!"
The application materials Jiang Jun submitted were filled with red circles and the signatures of many witnesses.
Jiang Yun couldn't wait to turn to the last page. On the blank space of the letter paper was the reply from the highest leader - please relocate according to the resettlement method for comrades who have not made mistakes!
This means that Jiang Yonghua will no longer have to live in grievance and depression.
"Uncle Chen, what about this material...?"
"The army will send someone to Chuncheng to look for your father. The materials have been submitted to me and will be sent to the division headquarters tomorrow. The division headquarters will then arrange for someone."
Jiang Jun was excited: "Then I'll go back with you."
Chen Zhong: "Think about it again. Once Lao Jiang's problem is resolved, Xiaolan can join the art troupe, and you can also find a way to arrange a job. Running around is too tiring and wastes time. You can't always think about others, you have to think about solving your own problems too."
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