Chapter 148 The Theme Is Actually Art
The activities on the first day were mainly outings and camping in the field. Students from various countries were familiar with each other. The official language was Russian. Although Feng Yu didn't arrive until noon, but with his good spoken Russian and the curiosity of students from all over the world, he became the fastest student to integrate into Bingcheng No. 3 Middle School.
In the afternoon, students from various countries sat around on the grass and played some simple games to strengthen mutual familiarity. The teachers at No. 3 Middle School all frowned. Why is this summer camp different from what they imagined?
What Vice President Sun thought was, shouldn’t the summer camp have a theme, or literature, or mathematics, physics, chemistry, etc. Everyone communicates and competes with each other, even if it is a technological invention. Among the students he selected this time , there is one who is particularly good at small inventions.
The three professors from the industrial university are a little anxious. When can they visit those research institutes and laboratories? This is the purpose of their trip. Is it really a childish game with these middle school students?
The three of them asked Vice President Sun in a low voice, and asked Vice President Sun to find out when the camping activity will end today. This is too much of a waste of time!
Vice President Sun was very helpless. Although he was the team leader, those three were much stronger than him in terms of rank and influence. He even felt like a puppet, pretending to be the team leader and doing babysitting Son.
There was already a classmate from another country dancing, and everyone applauded lightly. Only Vice President Sun walked towards the person in charge of the organizer outside.
After a while, Vice President Sun came back with a very ugly expression on his face. The three professors hurriedly asked, what can I visit the research institute?
"Three, there must be visits to the Institute, but not in these two days. The summer camp is half a month old, and the first visit will start in three days. The main activity of these two days is to play!"
"What? Fun? An international summer camp, how could it be fun? What is the theme of the summer camp, isn't it technology?" A professor widened his eyes. Moscow University, with strong scientific and technological strength, can there be other themes?
Vice President Sun said with difficulty: "The theme of this summer camp is - art!"
Duang~~~
The three professors were all dumbfounded!
When Vice President Sun heard the news, it was very difficult to accept it. The theme is art, why didn't you mention this in the invitation letter? Besides, your Moscow University is not famous for its art.
What's more, if it's an art summer camp, you should indicate on the invitation letter that we have to select students accordingly. Among the students who came this time, I haven't heard of any top students in art!
It's over, it's over, this time may be the Waterloo of his political career, as soon as he came here, Feng Yu disappeared, and the organizers called the police inhumanely. It was finally solved by Feng Yu, but it also attracted the attention of delegations from other countries. He always felt that the school seemed to have discredited Huaxia.
This matter finally came to an end, and now I know that the theme of the summer camp is art. Look at students from other countries, either singing, dancing, or painting with oil paint.
As for No. 3 Middle School, there are some students with cameras hanging around their necks. Could it be that they are showing the photos they took to others? Even if it makes sense, it's too late to develop the photos now.
Just now, the organizers said, now it's a rotating show, and it's about to go to No. 3 Middle School, who the hell should I choose?
Vice President Sun swept across the faces of the students, and suddenly stared at Feng Yu. The third middle school was invited to this summer camp because of him. This kid must know the theme of the summer camp, and during the training, he deliberately did not participate. Could it be that he prepared a program at home and wanted to become a blockbuster?
That's right, that must be the case. Otherwise, I would also ask for leave for Wen Dongjun. It's up to Feng Yu whether he can prevent No.3 Middle School from being ashamed and Huaxia from being discredited today!
Feng Yu is enjoying the dance,
Suddenly someone patted his shoulder hard. He looked back, and Vice President Sun's big face appeared next to his shoulder.
"Principal Sun, what's the matter?"
Vice President Sun showed what he thought was the kindest smile: "Feng Yu, the theme of this summer camp is art, why didn't it be written in our invitation letter? But it doesn't matter, we don't know, you must know it? You and Wendong The military students did not participate in the training organized by the school, so they must have prepared the program at home, right?"
Looking at the eyes of Vice President Sun Chang Yi, Feng Yu shrank his neck: "Principal Sun, I don't know whether you believe me or not?"
Vice President Sun's eyes widened: "What did you say? You don't know? Isn't it because of your family's relationship that we got our place in this summer camp? Don't quibble, hurry up and prepare for performances, singing and dancing, etc., write Calligraphy and painting are also fine, don’t lose the chain, after you’re done, go back and give you a school-level three-good student!”
Feng Yu was dumbfounded. He really didn't know the theme of the summer camp. He really wanted to say that he was only here to be gilded. Brother Ji is too unreliable in handling things. Even if this invitation letter was obtained by Jiasai, you should clearly write the theme of the event. And what kind of art is there? Is there any commonality between the art of China and Eastern Europe?
Suddenly, Feng Yu saw a guitar carried by a student. Feeling the surrounding atmosphere, a song suddenly popped up in his mind, a song adapted from a Soviet folk song, telling the story of Ukraine, the past life network The Russian version has been circulated on the Internet, and Feng Yu specially practiced it for a while.
Soon, it was the turn of Bingcheng No. 3 Middle School to perform. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and I was embarrassed to stand up, because of my reserved personality since ancient times.
Feng Yu stood up and walked towards the Ukrainian student: "Student, I'm late, so I didn't bring the guitar, can you lend it to me?"
The Ukrainian student enthusiastically handed the guitar to Feng Yu. Feng Yu plucked it twice and sat cross-legged in the middle of the grass. I haven't played the guitar for a long time, and my fingers are a little rusty. I hope there will be no mistakes in a while.
"Let me bring you my original song "Birch Forest", which is adapted from a folk song in Ukraine. It tells the story of a beautiful girl who waits for her lover by the birch forest, but the lovely person dies on the battlefield s story."
"The quiet village is covered with white snow, and the doves are flying under the cloudy sky. Those two names are engraved on the birch tree, and they swear to love each other for the rest of their lives.
One day the flames of war raged to my hometown, the young man picked up his gun and went to the frontier, sweetheart, don't worry about me, wait for me to come back in that birch forest.
The sky is still cloudy and there are still pigeons flying, who will prove the love and life without tombstones. The snow is still falling, the village is still peaceful, young people disappear in the birch forest.
The bad news came in that afternoon, and her sweetheart died in battle in a distant place. She silently came to the birch forest, and stood there every day hoping to see through. She said that he was just lost in the distance, and he would definitely come to this birch forest.
The sky is still cloudy and there are still pigeons flying, who will prove the love and life without tombstones. The snow is still falling, the village is still peaceful, young people disappear in the birch forest.
The long road is coming to an end, the girl is already gray-haired, she often hears him calling from the pillow, come, my dear, come to this birch forest. When she died, she murmured, I am here and waiting for me in that birch forest..."
When Feng Yu's last note fell, there was warm applause from around. Feng Yu's song was a folk song from their hometown, and he sang it in Russian, which made them mesmerized. Another student expressed that he wanted the score of Feng Yu's song, and another teacher said that it should be made into a tape so that more people can hear it.
Vice-principal Sun applauded vigorously in satisfaction, and gave Feng Yu a look of "I see you can't hide it", the crisis is finally over again.
~~Happy holidays, when you are reading, the fourth child is still writing hard
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