【Flying Cloud Series】Poverty Music

Xiliangyu Elementary School is catching up with the "□□" wave of returning to school, and the city has allocated funds to renovate it. The entire school building is two stories high, the cement road is flat and open, and there is a bamboo building in the southeast corner for young teachers and staff to live in. , An acre of land is full of peaches and plums.

"One mu of land, eighteen arhats, can you stay?"

This was the first question Chen Feiyu asked Feiyun after listening to Mr. He's fixed pulley course.

The students had already lined up to go out to heat their lunch boxes. Chen Feiyu sat at the back of the science classroom, and Shi Shiran stood up, "Who cares if you can wait or not."

The program group only came to Xiliang District intermittently to record for three weeks, which lasted for 150 days. After the broadcast, the idols, stars, and film kings who are ambassadors for poverty alleviation were praised by fans as "genious and young"; CCTV was praised as worthy of being ordinary people Its bridgehead is full of money from sponsorship and ratings; but who cares whether what falls on this vast and cool mountain is the Indian Ocean brought by the southwest monsoon or the empty pearls like the fireworks and rain alley in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Don't care doesn't mean you should do it or not." Feiyun held the intercom and looked up at Chen Feiyu, "Feiyu, you are an actor, maybe you can't feel our desire as a media person, and I don't force you. But as a director, I still suggest that you play the role of the big brother Sunshine well, you need solid fans, don’t you?”

"It's an honor to be born late."

Chen Feiyu responded gracefully, sideways sideways to avoid Feiyun and Mu Ye, and walked out of the cold classroom.The assistant immediately stepped forward to give him a hand warmer, and looked at his pale face worriedly, "It's cold and damp in Nanshan, you can go back to the RV to warm up if you can't stay."

For unknown reasons, this little young master was admitted to the ICU three times in February. When the two teachers Chen sent him to Daxing Airport, they were reluctant to let him go.

In the corridor on the second floor, Chen Feiyu looked at the little briquettes who were wearing a single sweater on the green plastic floor and rushed back to the classroom to get their lunch boxes, and pursed their thin lips lightly.

The sound of kicking footsteps ran into the school building, and the gray scarf floated past the eyes of the assistant. Chen Feiyu had already walked down the stairs, walking briskly, vaguely young.

"Can't wait."

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"Teacher Yunyun, my lunch box is still in the classroom."

"Pingping's is also in the classroom."

Two small briquettes who were sweating profusely in physical education class stood in line at the door holding plastic soup bowls, worried that they would finish the shepherd's purse egg flower soup when they went upstairs to get the lunch box, and looked at the disheveled Luo Yunxi in bewilderment .

"I'm in a hurry to come down to play on the playground, aren't you?" Luo Yunxi smiled at them, and bent his knees to look at them, "Let me think about it, Pingping sits in the middle of the second row, and Hehe sits in the last row near the door, yes wow ?”

"On the contrary, I sit in the last row, and I am 6 centimeters taller than Hehe." Pingping made a "six" with her dirty little hands, thinking very carefully, but in Luo Yunxi's eyes, they were all the same size Small one.

The young man bowed his head and laughed, his elegant style was like a crane poem.

"I'm sorry, I'll remember it now." Luo Yunxi stood up straight and looked at the line, "Did anyone leave their lunch boxes and cutlery in the classroom? I'll go get them."

The five little briquettes in the lower grades who had been holding back their words raised their hands tremblingly, holding bowls as big as their faces and bowed, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you Luo...? Luo? Teacher Luo Yunyun. "

Luo Yunxi corrected, dumbfounded, "Mai Mai, Qiao Qiao, Qiuqiu, Xuanxuan, Da Mao, it's Teacher Luo, or Teacher Luo Yunyun... Oh no, Teacher Yunyun."

Chinese teacher Tang, who was distributing the soup, didn't laugh out of face, and the staff of the filming crew were merciless. Seeing Luo Yunxi's embarrassed face, they captured it and prepared to cut it into emoticons.

Chen Feiyu was helping to carry the rice bucket by the door. After receiving the hint from the director's team, he took the initiative to look at Luo Yunxi, "Teacher Luo Yunyun, I'm with you."

Chen Feiyu believed that this sentence was just right, he could not only show a bit of ridicule, pretend to be close to Luo Yunxi, but also take advantage of the trend to let the program crew follow the filming, the plot is full, and he will be safely caught. Without reading a signal, he handed a wet towel to Chen Feiyu's hand, and put a clean one on his shoulder, "No, I just need to focus on things. The water is cold, and they don't want to wash their hands. Teacher Chen, please help me." Younger students wipe their hands."

Luo Yunxi and his brothers seemed to pat him on the shoulder, turned around and trotted upstairs, full of energy and enthusiasm.

Chen Feiyu reasonably suspected that he and Luo Yunxi were not compatible.

Simply because this is a documentary, it is meant to be shot realistically without a script, and there is no rush to complete the filming.

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Chen Feiyu squatted by the door, his tall body tightly blocking the cold wind outside, calling for the little Douding who had made soup to come and wipe their hands.

Five years ago, when he was [-] or [-] years old, he filmed a "Bringing a Baby" variety show, and the response was good; the nephews and nieces at home were also very attached to him, and they said "Brother Feiyu" one by one. Chen Feiyu thought he would get closer to the children It wasn't difficult, but these little bean dings looked at him vigilantly, not even daring to shake their eyelashes, as if he was a big monster in a New Year painting and would eat them.

Chen Feiyu was born handsome, even though his facial features have sharpened a lot because of filming, and his body is weak, just looking at his eyebrows and eyes is as gentle as Chen Hong, and he rarely fears people, let alone children.Now he is scared by the children, but he is at a loss what to do.

Why are you afraid of Arthur?

Chen Feiyu put away the towel, and was about to stand up angrily, when suddenly a soft black coal ball came to him, with a beautiful croiss braid, a red scarf tied neatly, small eyes, a chubby face, stretched out. Stretching out his fairly clean hand, he looked up at him.

This is Luo Yunxi's daughter?

Chen Feiyu squatted down again, spread out his white palms, and asked warmly, "What's your name?"

Yuan Yuan put her hand on the towel, six shades darker than Chen Feiyu, she swallowed and her hands trembled.

Except for the teacher, there are no strangers in the classroom. Although she saw this stupid brother in the morning and knew that he helped her pick up shoes, but Teacher Yunyun went out, and she was afraid that his stupid brother would eat her.

Chen Feiyu didn't force it, and after warming the towel with his palm, he carefully helped Yuan Yuan wipe off the mud under his nails, "Then you get to know me first, my name is Chen Feiyu, and you can call me Mr. Chen."

Yuan Yuan withdrew his hand, hesitated for a long time, and tapped the towel with his small fist.

"Ok?"

Yuan Yuan lifted the towel, and slowly wrote his name on Chen Feiyu's white palm with his brown fingertips: 【Jiang Yuan】

Chen Feiyu blinked and looked up at her, "Luo Jiangyuan?"

Yuan Yuan shook his head again and again, speaking Mandarin falteringly, "Jiang, Yuan. Brother, brother, Jiang, Man. My name is Yuan Yuan."

... This child is not Luo Yunxi's daughter.

Chen Feiyu apologized warmly, "My brother made a mistake, 'Yuan' is a very beautiful word, it is upright, noble, and vigorous."

How could Yuan Yuan understand Chen Feiyu's mandarin in Beijing movies? He put his hands behind his back, looked at Chen Feiyu with his small eyes, and said in a very low voice, "Chen, Fei?...Chen, Fei, Fei, teacher, Ka, Sha, Sha."

The second monk Chen Feiyu Zhang couldn't figure it out. Yuan Yuan felt embarrassed that he didn't remember the name of the teacher "Chen Feifei".

There was a hole in the pale yellow towel, which was stained black after rubbing Yuanyuan's hand. Holding the towel, Chen Feiyu recalled the hand he just shook: very small, only the size of his palm, cold and soft Yes, there are yellow hard calluses on the thumb joints. If you compare it with the green and green fingers that a girl at the age of 20 should have, I am afraid that even when she is on the stage, she will still have to run away...even if he is a [-]-year-old The hands of all men are much more delicate than this little chubby girl.

This is not the same as Hazab's exaggeratedly long nails and chapped hand lines, but the same is the unbearable poverty.

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"Yuan Yuan, drink up the soup quickly, and come to the teacher to take medicine after drinking."

"Morning, eat, pass, noon, then, no, eat, pass."

"Yuan Yuan is shy and afraid to take medicine, hey~~~ coward."

"Brother, brother, talent, no, good, hand, black, button, button, flower, flower."

Ning Ning, as the class monitor of the fourth grade, was suddenly stopped by the little chubby girl. She looked nervously at Chen Feiyu who was washing towels in the washbasin. She was pushed by her friends, and she jumped directly in front of Chen Feiyu, and was supported by one hand.

Chen Feiyu patted the dust on Ningning's knees, unfolded the towel, "Will you wipe your hands?"

Ning Ning took a deep breath, put out her hands, and imitated Luo Yunxi's naughty voice, and said in a full-fledged manner: "Mr. Feifei! You...do you eat children?"

Chen Feiyu: (〇-〇)

Chen Feiyu took Ning Ning's slightly bigger hand and wiped it, and nodded seriously, "Eat, I want to tan recently, and I only eat boys and girls with darker skin than mine, such as ~ you."

Ning Ning immediately wanted to hide, but Chen Feiyu grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms, scratching him maliciously, "It's noon, I'm going to eat."

The big and small briquettes who were still waiting in line for soup squeezed into the corner of the big classroom, covering their faces with empty bowls, for fear that Chen Feiyu would come and eat him.There is also a small coal ball who wants to be brave enough to bring Ning Ning back, but Ning Ning has already started to sell his teammates in Chen Feiyu's arms, "Mr. .”

Chen Feiyu narrowed his eyes, "Really, then I'll go upstairs and eat Teacher Yunyun."

"..." Ningning lowered her head and looked at Chen Feiyu's arm that was holding his cotton-padded coat vainly, her eyes closed and her heart froze, "That's not okay, still, eat me, I'm very dark, you eat me You don't have to eat other people."

"puff."

Chen Feiyu didn't hold back for a moment, smiled lightly, and rua Ning Ning like a prank, "Did you really eat it?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Ning Ning screamed, then "giggled" and laughed, twisting and trying to avoid Chen Feiyu, "Stop scratching, it's so itchy."

As soon as Chen Feiyu let go of his hand, Ning Ning immediately ran back to the soup bucket. The little briquettes quietly looked at Chen Feiyu, only to find that this "big man-eating monster" leaned against the door with one hand on his chin and smiled. Yiyi's style is no different from that of Xiliang Mountain.

It turned out that they were teasing them like Teacher Yunyun.

With the experience of Yuan Yuan and Ning Ning, a few courageous little briquettes took the initiative to step forward and stretch out their dirty hands. Teacher Fei Fei really knelt down and wiped their hands for them. The teacher is a little bit younger, and it also makes their hands hurt.However, Teacher Feifei's hands were very warm, and he acted like a big fool, but he tried his best to gently wipe their hands clean. It seemed that he was not the bad guys who wanted to kidnap children.

Chen Feiyu wiped his hands on the wax gourd head, and asked casually, "Why do you think my brother can eat people?"

Bu Bu articulated much more clearly, "Teacher Yun said that if people we don't know suddenly treat us very well, they will eat our meat, drink our blood and cram our tendons."

[Ro big liar. 】Chen Feiyu mouthed a silent curse, then stopped suddenly.

Being courteous for nothing is like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken. He has been well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and some of them are people with aspirations who flock to his family. hands.The people who suddenly show kindness to the little briquettes are either trying to abduct and sell them, or they are more vicious bullying.

He never agrees with Luo Yunxi's "frightening" education method, but at least he should not object.

"What Teacher Yunyun said makes sense. When you meet a stranger, you should first ask an adult you are familiar with if you can get close to him, so that you will be more polite to yourself and the stranger." Chen Feiyu put the dirty towel into the basin, Mud stains polluted the turbid water surface, like the world of adults who couldn't wash it clean.

"I understand!" Bu Bu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Teacher Feifei is someone that Teacher Yunyun knows, so Teacher Feifei is a good person!"

So we can get close to you, Teacher Feifei.

Chen Feiyu looked at the little briquettes who were suddenly not afraid of him and then slowly surrounded him and handed out a pair of dirty hands. The water in the basin was icy cold, but the glacier in his heart was suddenly pityed by the sun, and he didn't know how to melt it. To welcome the spring.

The towel was lifted out of the sewage by hands that were red from the cold and wrung dry. Black water dripped down, and when it was unfolded, it was still a clean towel with holes.

The biting cold wind on the back left without knowing when, and the pairs of dirty hands were wiped clean. They sat on the benches to drink soup and eat. Shyly said: "Kashasha."

"Does 'kashasha' mean 'thank you'?" Chen Feiyu's inquiry was met with a question mark from a small briquette, "Thank you?"

Teacher Tang, who teaches Chinese, smiled, covered the soup bucket with wooden steamer boards, and nodded to the person who had just walked behind Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu's leg was kicked, and he raised his head back. Luo Yunxi, who was standing behind him at some point, was holding two coats in one hand and seven lunch boxes in the other, looking down at him, "Excuse me, Teacher Feifei."

Chen Feiyu moved his stool to dodge, Luo Yunxi strode past, accompanied by the mountain wind he had blocked for Chen Feiyu, he heard a blunt "kashasha".

"Thank you?"

Luo Yunxi put the lunch box on the place where he scooped rice, "It's gratitude."

There was a biting mountain wind outside the house, and there was also a warm sun. Chen Feiyu blocked the cold wind and continued to wipe the children's hands, "That, Teacher Yunyun."

Luo Yunxi was wrapping his coat around Yuan Yuan without raising his head, "What's the matter, Teacher Feifei?"

"Kashasha."

Thanks for keeping Arthur out of the wind.

Yi Ren looked back and smiled brightly.