Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 42 is really outrageous!

The violent storm outside the window has gradually dissipated, and the window frame, which has been raging for a whole day and night, has finally begun to calm down.

After tearing off the thick rice-shaped tape sealing the window glass, Zhou Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally I got through it.

But when he thought of Siyuan Village...his mood couldn't help but become heavy again.

So far, there has not been a single report on the situation in Siyuan Village on the Internet.

There were related reports on the Internet about several surrounding cities and counties that were severely affected by the typhoon, but Siyuan Village had no presence at all.

Zhou Hao couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.

As expected... once the popularity of the show has passed, who will still remember what Siyuan Village is?

Last night, he had already called the old village chief Yang Tiezhu and had a general understanding of the disaster situation there.

The typhoon's power weakened a lot after it made landfall, but after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Under the destruction of the wind and rain, most of Siyuan Village has been reduced to ruins.

Although Siyuan Lake helped share the pressure, a lot of water still accumulated in the village, and there were muddy puddles of all sizes everywhere, making it basically impossible to travel normally.

The roofs of some adobe houses were completely blown away, making them completely uninhabitable.

If the mobilization preparations and personnel transfer had not been made in advance, there would probably have been casualties.

But even if they get through this difficult time, post-disaster reconstruction will still be a big problem for Siyuan Village.

Considering the economic conditions and infrastructure there...it gives me a headache just thinking about it.

Forget it, there's no point thinking about it now.

Zhou Hao shook his head vigorously and took out the dusty guitar from under the bed.

An entry-level Yamaha in pretty good condition.

This was what my roommate fooled me with when I was studying at a normal school. I really thought that as long as I could play the guitar, I could pick up girls, and then I could say goodbye to the fifth girl and live a shameless life.

After a year of hard practice, I was able to play the guitar somewhat well, but then I discovered a fatal problem - my singing was awful.

The typical hoarse voice, and the moment it opens, it goes off-pitch, the kind where even nine oxen can't pull the pitch back...

To be more specific, it was so bad that when I was teaching music in Siyuan Village, I made the naughty kids laugh while singing.

The 50-point singing skill value on the attribute panel is indeed not unfair at all.

However, the guitar skills and basic music theory knowledge left by the original body are a good legacy for Zhou Hao, otherwise he would not have been able to write those songs in Siyuan Village.

I can't make complex arrangements, but I have no problem composing simple music.

After tuning the instrument, he began to pluck the strings and hum.

Hum and record the music at the same time.

After grinding it twice, Li Guiqin came in with a bowl of red bean soup.

"I'm pretty free today, are you in the mood to sing?"

"Practice and get familiar with it, otherwise you will forget it completely."

"Eh." Li Guiqin asked curiously, "Why did you take out your old phone again? Is your new one broken?"

"No, I separated my work number and life number so as not to disturb each other." Zhou Hao explained.

In order to cover the vest, we must separate!
If you keep two numbers in the same phone, you never know when they might be accidentally exposed!

"It's quite fashionable, just like a big boss." Li Guiqin complained and turned back before leaving, wanting to say something.

"Son, you should write more books when you have time. You sing so well... I'm afraid the neighbors will knock on the door."

Zhou Hao: “…………”

The song he chose was not complicated, and he came up with the first draft of the score the next day.

If further modification and arrangement are required, leave it to Xu Lingyue, after all, she is a professional!
The song issue has been resolved, and the only thing left is the donation.

He has no financial pressure, and one hundred thousand is nothing to him now. He won't feel reluctant to donate the money to Siyuan Village.

People are all made of flesh and blood. After staying there for six years, it has almost become my second home.

But the question now is...how to donate?
Donating to charitable organizations or public welfare institutions is certainly convenient and saves trouble, but after going through layers of "exploitation", how much will be left in Siyuan Village?

It would be ridiculous if the money earned through hard work turned into a brand-name bag on X Meimei's shoulder.

After thinking for a long time, he tried to call the system.

"Instead of donating money directly, can we exchange it for living supplies of equivalent value and send them over? Is that okay?"

"Okay." The system replied coldly.

…………“Zhang Hong!”

Xu Lingyue's exasperated voice echoed throughout the courtyard, "Where are my snacks?!"

"Why are you yelling?" Zhang Hong scratched her ears. "I threw it all away. You really can't keep eating like this. Your figure will be out of shape and it will be very painful for you to lose weight!"

"Especially since you're about to start recording your album, you can't go shoot a music video with all that fat on your body, right?"

"I..." Xu Lingyue gritted her teeth in anger, "It's useless to throw it away, I'll just buy another one."

"You can give it a try." Zhang Hong said jokingly, "From today on, I will follow you closely and watch how you commit the crime."

Xu Lingyue's anger suddenly rose, and at this moment, the Fetion notification tone suddenly rang on her phone.

Turning around to look at the person who sent the letter, his anger bar was instantly emptied.

Teacher Zhou: "I've sent you the music sheet. Please modify and arrange the music yourself."

"So fast?" Zhang Hong leaned over to take a look and was shocked. "Is it reliable?"

Xu Lingyue didn't bother to pay attention to her. She quickly downloaded the file and transferred it to her tablet.

She stood up the tablet and picked up the guitar, and all the laziness and lethargy in her was instantly gone.

After a few minutes of intermittent strumming to get familiar with it, the melody on his fingertips began to connect into a string, and he began to hum an ethereal and melodious song.

Zhang Hong beside him was petrified.

Although she is not a professional musician, she has been helping Xu Lingyue for so many years that she is more or less an expert. She can clearly tell whether a song is good or not.

Although this song does not have a gorgeous and complex arrangement and sounds quite simple, it is really nice!
Combined with the inspiring lyrics, the healing power is absolutely top-notch!
However, it took Mr. Zhou only one day to write such a song...

Zhang Hong felt like her three perspectives were shattered.

If it weren't for the fact that this song perfectly fits the current typhoon disaster, she would definitely suspect that Teacher Zhou was clearing out inventory.

It’s really outrageous!

"How is it?" After singing the whole song, Xu Lingyue turned around with a little pride, "I told you he's not an ordinary person, right? There's a reason why I've been waiting for news from him!"

Zhang Hong was speechless.

"Xiao Hongdou! Xiaohong! It's time to eat~" The old lady's voice came from outside.

In a good mood, Xu Lingyue put down her guitar, stood up and stretched, inadvertently revealing her flat belly.

Zhang Hong's defense was broken instantly.

I eat within the calorie limit every day, but I still gain a lot of fat around my waist.

This foodie doesn't care about what he eats, but his waist and abdomen are simply...

It’s so annoying!

Walking into the courtyard, Xu Lingyue couldn't help but salivate when she saw the exquisite dishes on the stone table.

Especially the big pot of shiny barbecue, which made her swallow her saliva.

"I'm warning you." Zhang Hong said with a vigilant look: "You must not eat too much of this meat!"

"Zhang Hong! How come you are more annoying than the old lady!" Xu Lingyue frowned and said, "You are not allowed to eat snacks, and you are not even allowed to eat properly?"

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

"Hey, why do you two start quarreling as soon as you meet? Sit down and eat!" the old lady said in a smooth-talking manner.

"Where is grandpa?" Xu Lingyue asked as she sat down.

"I've been going crazy these past two days, just scribbling on that note all day. Don't worry about it, it will come out on its own when I'm hungry."

Xu Lingyue nodded, and just as she picked up the chopsticks her cell phone rang again.

Teacher Zhou: "Is the song okay?"

Slapping her forehead, Xu Lingyue quickly typed a reply: "Sorry I forgot to reply, the song is very good, the completion is very high, basically no need to modify, it can be used directly!"

Teacher Zhou: "That's great. I can give you the right to sing this song for free, permanently, but I also want to ask you for a favor..."

A few minutes later, Xu Lingyue raised her head and looked weakly at Zhang Hong who was about to start eating.

After struggling for a few seconds, she smiled flatteringly and whispered, "Sister Hong?"

Zhang Hong's hand shook and the chopsticks went straight into her nostril.

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