House Dad’s Literary Life

The grouping for the children is divided according to their timbre. The sounds will not be too big, and will be divided into one group, but it has nothing to do with gender. This age of children, boys are far from being transformed, the tender child voice is difficult to distinguish.

So, Xixi, Yang Luoqi, Nan Zhaoyu, Ding Ling and a few other children are in a group, and Chen Shiyun and Lan Xin, who are relatively large and relatively thick, are separated from a few handsome boys. Several other groups, each group is responsible for singing a paragraph.

“Xixi, you are the team leader of your group, you have to take the lead!” After Yang Yi and other teacher Mu finished, he smiled and touched his daughter’s small head.

“Papa, what am I going to do?” Xixi asked in confusion.

“I know, you have to sing!” Chen Shiyun smiled.

“It’s not wrong, singing is fine. Although the recording may be boring, but you must persist and try to sing it!” Yang Yi said softly, “Children, can you?”

“it is good!”

“can!”

Promising is very positive, but I don’t know if they can hear it.

Xixi, this group is going to sing the first paragraph, Yang Yi accompanied them into the recording room, let them stand in a circle around the professional microphone of the radio, and also help them bring the monitor headphones, they want to pass the monitor headphones. Come listen to the accompaniment.

After the children entered the recording room, the curiosity burned again. The things inside are different from those outside, especially the microphone. Why is the buttock still surrounded by spider webs? Why do they want to bring headphones? What is this board?

Don’t think that Xixi is the most embarrassing, little girl asks the most!

Although she went to the studio with her mother and dad, she also had a small recording room at home, but she stayed outside the recording room at most, basically did not come in the recording room, so she curiously looked around and pointed to the soundproof wall and dad. Say: “Papa, look, you see, that wall is weird! Is it sick?”

Yang Yi finally answered these questions to them, and the little guys became interested in the monitors on their ears.

“Hey! Do you hear me talking?” Outside, Jin Yingming was entangled in no way, opening the microphone to Chen Shiyun, little girl each and everyone couldn’t wait to talk to the friends inside.

“I can hear, Chen Shiyun is calling us!” Xixi heard the sound from the monitor headphones, and looked around with surprise. Finally, they saw Chen Shiyun and others who were on the console outside the window.

All of a sudden, Xixi and Yang Luoqi were excited to wave to Chen Shiyun, but Chen Shiyun did not respond until Jin Yingming not to know whether or not to open the microphone inside, Chen Shiyun, they only met Xixi. words.

This is like the era when the phone is still not popular. The children use the earthen phone made of cylindrical carton, cotton thread and small wooden stick. This magical way of talking makes them have fun.

But it was a lot of time wasted, and Yang Yi and a few teachers stunned for a while before they let their excitement stop for a while.

Finally, I can finally start recording songs!

But letting children record good songs is not a simple matter. It is one thing to sing, and follow the accompaniment. It is one thing to sing on the beat!

I saw Xixi wearing headphones, standing in front of the microphone, the prelude began to sound in their headphones, each and everyone can’t wait to sing.

“Pig, you have two holes in your nose!” Xixi kept in mind what Dad said, she had to take the lead, so she just heard the sound in her ear and she sang first.

A few other children were not far behind, vying to sing and sing, and suddenly became chaotic.

Yang Yi, who was accompanying the recording room, smiled and stopped them.

Xixi still doesn’t know that he sings badly! Little girl sang a song, she was excited, and she looked at her dad with a smile, seemingly waiting for her father’s compliment.

If you are someone else, Yang Yi’s tone may be blaming and questioning.

But looking at Xixi’s innocent big eyes, there are several other children who are looking at their eyes. Yang Yi opens his mouth and his voice is soft and soft: “In fact, you can sing well, but you can’t do it a little. Ok, it’s singing early.”

“It’s okay!” Yang Yi gave them a thumbs up and smiled. “In this way, you all look at me. I will give you a gesture when you meet. When you see it, you can start singing! Ok?”

“Ou Kai!” The little guys each and everyone happily yelled at Yang Yi.

I tried it twice. Under the direction of Yang Yi’s, they can finally start singing at the right time, but the new problem is coming again!

Singing wrong! Some children reacted quickly, and some children reacted slowly. This caused a jagged voice. They could not be said to be a chorus. It should be said that a host of demons dancing wildly!

But whether it is Yang Yi or Jin Yingming, there is no good way to take this question. I can only appease the little guys, let them sing a little slower, sing slowly and try to catch up, can only record it over and over again. , hone their tacit understanding, and strive to record a sing.

But this is a test of the patience of the children, even if the song lyrics are very interesting, the children love to sing, but can not stand a few words lyrics repeatedly sing!

After more than twenty minutes, Ding Ling had some impatience.

“Uncle, can’t you?”

“Uncle, I don’t want to sing…”

The little girl’s complaints have increased a lot, and this emotion has also affected other children.

Xixi took a movie and saw the scenes of ng over and over again. She had good patience, but she didn’t know how to persuade her little friends!

Especially this time she is the group leader, little girl remembers that Dad said that he has to take care of other children, so Xixi has the courage to say to Ding Ling: “Little Bell, let’s sing it again, just sing it!”

“No, I don’t want it!” Ding Ling pouts, unhappy.

Rejected, Xixi stood in front of his companion with no control. He didn’t know what to do and looked helplessly at Dad.

Yang Yi looked up at the time and sank it. He said, “Let’s do it. You have been tired for a few times. Let’s take a break. Let Teacher Mu take you to the side to have a drink and a little snack.” We will wait for a while to continue recording, can we?”

This proposal made some of the little guys feel refreshed, and even Ding Ling jumped up happily and said, “Okay!”

Xixi looked at the smiles of the friends, she also forgot the failure, and laughed happily.

No way, Yang Yi can only open the door with a smile, and come out, let Teacher Mu change a group of children to come in first.

I don’t know why, and accompanying the children to record songs, Yang Yi feels very tired, and the feeling of tiredness is more serious than the fatigue of the body. And this toss is still far from the end!