The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

Spicy strips, rice flower cakes, sour plum candies... These are the snacks that children in better-off families can eat. Seeing Wang Ming and Gan Bo coming over, the children were not stingy and shared two spicy strips with them.

There are chess, military flags, backgammon, etc. in the classroom. After class, children gather around the chess players in groups, lively and lively.

Wang Ming called Gan Bo over because he heard one of the children say that there would be prizes for victories in chess, and that he could eat his snacks if he won.

"He still seeks defeat alone." Gan Bo smiled.

Bet on a pack of snacks?This is probably the smallest bet he has ever played.Not to mention the reality, even in the game where he spent the least amount of money, it was much more expensive than this kind of snack.

When it comes to games, Gampo's heart itch again.He is addicted to games, since he likes to play games, there is not a day when he is not online.

However, since his mobile phone was confiscated yesterday, he has not touched electronic products again. Now when he thinks of games, the itching and unbearable feeling in his heart is aroused.

Speaking of which, he was thrown here by his father because he played games.When he was in high school, his parents divorced, and he also started playing games at that time. Compared with the complex and changeable real world, the virtual game world is like a paradise, and he let himself indulge in it.

Just like every teenager who is addicted to games, most of his time and energy are spent on games, his grades plummeted, and when the head teacher finally invited his father to school, he was almost in the second year of high school.

Although he was taught a good lesson, his father was busy with business and didn't stay at home as long as the nanny, and his mother had already gone abroad to pursue a happy life, so it didn't matter whether he was playing games or beating people.

Once while playing games, he met a group of young people outside the school, with unruly hairstyles, weird tattoos, walking with the wind, squandering their youth to their heart's content.

And that new friend always came to Ganbo every day. Under his leadership, Ganbo's attention was finally separated from the game, and he began to play the so-called rock and roll.

Maybe it’s because he’s really talented. He’s more proficient in rock than games, and he also met a bunch of mixed friends. He dyed his hair, smoked, drank, played games and sang songs, but he didn’t know what he wanted.

His father didn't have the patience to worry about him. Every time he saw him, he would frown and look disgusted, saying that he was nothing like him, that he was a useless waste.

Gan Bo sometimes felt that he was a waste, that he didn't study well, had a lot of problems, and spent money indiscriminately, which was really disgusting.

He is 3 minutes hot, and the only thing he still insists on is probably games and rock and roll, but these two are equivalent to monsters and ghosts in the eyes of his parents, especially since he is still at the bottom of the grades, and he always embarrasses his father.

He originally thought that it would be difficult to come to this broken mountain village, but unexpectedly, he was fine without playing games yesterday.

Played chess with a group of junior high school students for a while, and the two won a lot of snacks.These kids were not as smart as Duan Fang, they won easily by relying on their age advantage and the tricks of the city people.

The two of them don't feel ashamed, they can win and eat based on their skills, so there's nothing to be ashamed about.All the won snacks were handed out to all the children in the class, and a group of people spent the recess time laughing and making noise.

When it was music class, the two collapsed on the desk again.

But who knew that the music teacher was actually Yuan Fangfang, the class teacher who invigilated their mathematics in the last round, and she didn't know who she listened to, and asked Gan Bo to sing for everyone.

Gan Bo was sitting in the last row. At this time, all the children in the class turned their heads and looked at him with a smile, looking expectant.

Gan Bo, who never knew what stage fright was, suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Come on, Bobo, I'll play a heavy metal song for everyone." Wang Ming patted him on the back.

There is also heavy metal rock, there is no drum set, let him howl, Gan Bo suspects that he doesn't even understand what heavy metal rock is.

At this time, Yuan Fangfang, the class teacher, also took the lead in applauding on the podium: "Would you please give Brother Ganbo a round of encouraging applause?"

The children clapped their little hands and looked at this new classmate who was obviously a boy but had pigtails, cheering him on.

Cheng Yi and Duan Fang also turned their heads to look at him, and Duan Fang comforted him softly: "Bobo, don't be afraid."

Gan Bo shook his head, leaving his long hair coolly behind his head.

"Joke, I will be afraid." Then he walked to the podium with hands and feet.

"Hahaha, how silly." Wang Ming's funny voice came from below.

Who can be as stupid as you, Gan Bo quietly rolled his eyes in his heart, and after thinking about it, he picked out a song.

"I will sing "Stubbornness" by Mayday for everyone."

There is no prelude, no drums, no guitar strumming, and no microphone. Gambo sang in this small classroom.

"When, I am different from the world, then make me different..."

"I, if I compromise with myself, if I lie to myself; even if others forgive me, I cannot forgive..."

Gan Bo's voice was really nice, and there was a touching hoarseness in the clean and clear boyish voice. Even Wang Ming became quiet after listening to it.

"People who love me don't be nervous, my stubbornness is very kind..."

The children in the classroom raised their heads and looked at the people who were singing vigorously on the podium. The sun shone on the blackboard, like a pair of glowing wings.Listening to the song, they couldn't help humming along in a low voice, their faces full of novelty and joy.

After a song was sung, the whole class was applauding Gampo. When he returned to his seat, the children around him couldn't help turning their heads to look at him with admiration in their eyes.

"Students, did brother Ganbo sing a good song just now?" Teacher Yuan asked.

"Sounds good!" The children replied in unison.

"Then let Brother Ganbo teach everyone how to sing?"

"Okay!" There were voices in unison again.

"Hey, no... wait, I won't..." Gan Bo wanted to interrupt, but Wang Ming held him back.

"Don't tell me, I thought you were joking when you said you liked rock and roll, but I didn't expect you to be really capable." Wang Ming praised his little friend vigorously.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. You have nothing to teach everyone to sing, it can be regarded as daily exercise."

Gan Bo took his arm away and rolled his eyes, "Do you really think you are going to the countryside to give condolences?"

At this time, Teacher Yuan had already taught the children to sing.

"I came back last year, and you just wore new cotton robes. This year I came to see you, and you became fatter and taller. Do you remember that the lotus in the pond turned into a lotus pod, and when there were few flowers, there was no color. I dyed the leaves red... ..."

The children sang "Words of the West Wind" with their immature voices, their voices were as warm as sunshine, clean and lovely.

When the class was about to end, Teacher Yuan left 10 minutes for everyone to move freely, and everyone had the opportunity to speak on the podium.

A girl with two pigtails and a big red coat stood on the podium.

"My name is Jiang Luhua. I want to ask Brother Ganbo, are you a musician?"

"You sing really well. I wish I could be a musician when I grow up."

A child below interjected: "Jiang Luhua, you are too stupid. Brother Ganbo is a singer, and every musician must have an instrument."

"Oh, so that's the case." Jiang Luhua nodded half-understood, "Then I will be a singer like Brother Ganbo in the future, and sing beautiful songs."

Before Gan Bo had time to speak, the little girl chatted with her classmates again.

Wang Ming punched him on the waist, "You are amazing, Popo, I see that you are fascinated by these children, and you are regarded as an idol."

"Seldom come, that's because they haven't heard much of this type of song." Gan Bo pushed people away,

Duan Fang also turned his head and applauded him: "Bobo brother, you sing really well."

Wang Ming stretched out his hand to pinch his little black face, and said dissatisfied: "Fang Goud, you call them both brothers, why don't you call me?"

Duanfang blinked his big eyes, and his eyelashes almost caught Wang Ming's hand like a small fan.His eyes are black and white, and when he looks at people, he will only make the other person feel that what such a child must be telling the truth.

I just heard him say: "When you build the Hope Primary School, I will call you Brother."

"Hey! Let me tell you, you kid, why do you feel different..." Wang Ming pinched him again. Not to mention, the kid's face is dark, but he feels pretty good.

Gan Bo found an opportunity to run on him: "That's right, you said you wanted to donate to the school. When did you donate? When did Xiao Fang call you brother? How correct and principled."

Wang Ming fell back and waved his hands scatteredly: "Okay, I didn't say I regretted it. When you become a singer, Bobo, it won't be too late for me to donate."

Gan Bo was beaten back again, and he didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Be a singer?How can it be so easy, if he dares to become a singer, just wait for his father to break his leg.

Although he didn't say anything, Gan Bo earnestly taught the children who ran over.

The admiring eyes that could never be seen from his father were seen in this small classroom. Every child was shorter than him. They raised their heads and asked about the songs he had heard, the popular songs outside. Dance and music, well-known domestic singers, and foreign songs that I have never heard before, etc.

The last 10 minutes were long and short. Gambo listened to the children chattering around him discussing what he would do when he grew up and what kind of life he would live... It was lively and lively, as if everything was really like They imagined it so well, as if they could really do what they wanted to do when they grew up.

They are not afraid at all, they are full of the smell of sunshine.