Whether you are studying folk art or medicine, they all have a common problem, that is, they care about age.

Age is experience, and age is experience.

This is indeed a normal view.

But sometimes being older may just add years in vain, while being young may not be really useless.

So Song Yi, who was about to enter the classroom next to these little girls, felt a little angry when he felt the atmosphere.

A mouthful of silver teeth made a crunching sound.

Because this shows that you don’t believe in your boyfriend’s ability.

And it feels really uncomfortable.

Learn at a young age.

With more than ten years of stage experience and such great talent, Song Yi knows it very well.

But they really don’t understand it at all.

But after a while, her anger subsided a lot, and she followed her into the classroom. Anyway, she would be able to show it by then.

Don’t be in a hurry.

And after they entered.

The parents of these little girls were still gathered outside the door. No one followed them in. They were all aware of the age issue.

After Gao Feng noticed the parents' expressions, he felt quite happy in his heart.

I didn't expect that Qi Yuncheng, a kid, would be looked down upon sometimes, but he didn't explain much, and he couldn't explain it either.

Because there is a high probability that they won’t believe it.

At the same time, I won’t tell you Yuncheng’s performance, that’s unnecessary.

So he spoke.

"In this way, you can take a look at today's class first. Whether the teacher is good or not is entirely up to you."

At this moment, the parents who were learning cross talk entered the first classroom one after another, and then the dozen or so people looked at each other.

In fact, we don’t even know each other, but we exchanged a few words with each other when we came here, and the children all learn drums.

Then there is a familiar face mixed in.

So we are looking at each other’s faces or intentions.

In the end, there was no other way, so everyone hurriedly followed in.

This classroom is very ordinary, except that there are relatively few desks and not many people.

Qi Yuncheng also called these little girls to sit down together and confirmed their names one by one, and at the same time, he also had the foundation to identify them.

This thing must be asked.

But if they are human beings, they must have good and bad qualities, and their differences need to be taken into consideration to avoid failing to keep up.

That's when he asked.

The window side of the classroom.

An elderly parent sat down and watched, a little worried about whether this young child could teach their granddaughter well.

So my eyes kept following.

Song Yi didn't think too much about what he said. He sat quietly near these parents.

But as soon as she sat down, the people around her couldn't help but be curious. What a beautiful girl, she was completely out of tune with them.

So I asked.

"Daughter, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-two."

"Then which one did you bring?"

The old man sat next to him out of curiosity, but Song Yi didn't explain that he was here to join in the fun. He deliberately leaned up and pointed in Qi Yuncheng's direction.

"The most beautiful one."

"Oh!"

The old man who asked the question turned his head and looked for it instantly.

But Song Yi was secretly happy.

Because she is not talking about Qi Yuncheng, they can guess whatever they like.

Just a moment.

There are many voices in this crowd.

"Has your granddaughter ever learned these things?"

"I've learned it before. I was sent to learn folk art when I was six years old. I have a good foundation and can teach well. He is an old gentleman.

I just didn’t expect that Jingyun Dagu would be teaching a young man this time.

This is not even as old as my son."

"I don't know. I've been listening to drums for many years and never thought that such a young guy could teach people."

"My family just happened to be interested in these and signed up. I want to give it a try, but don't delay."

There are all kinds of opinions.

It’s not surprising, they think their babies are amazing, so how could they not think more about it?

Qi Yuncheng in the classroom heard this and was still learning about these children.

After understanding it almost.

I really have to lament one thing, that is, children these days are too involved.

Almost all have some basics.

Of course, this foundation is the foundation of finger singing, not a complete novice.

But even so, he couldn't start teaching directly.

When learning Jingyun Dagu, the first thing you need to learn is not to sing, but to play the drums and play the board.

If you choose between the two, you have to start learning from the board game.

Because during Jingyun drum performances, drumming is usually used in the prelude, interlude or certain specific transitions.

However, the drum board must be played from beginning to end.

Therefore, it is the drum board that really controls the rhythm, and the drum beats are also directed by the drum board.

For a while.

Qi Yuncheng specially introduced these things to them. He did not let them play right away. They had to first understand what Jingyun Dagu was.

How it was formed, and the composition of this board.

Anyway, it’s just some trivial things.

After all, that’s what a foundation is.

But after talking for a while, Qi Yuncheng felt a little happy, because none of these dozen little girls liked listening.

Sitting behind the desk is not interesting at all.

The summer vacation has just started, and they are coming here to study this. How can they be happy?

Fortunately, girls are much better than boys. Even if they don't like it very much, they don't make too much trouble.

I just don’t want to listen quietly.

Look at this.

Qi Yuncheng also knew that it was useless to talk more. He had just come here and was in an unfamiliar environment. Even if he wanted to learn, he would not be able to learn.

"Then we won't talk about theory today. What do you like?"

After the words fell.

A little girl about ten years old with a ponytail said, "I like to play and watch TV."

"Oh, that's a coincidence. I like it too. Who doesn't like watching TV? Have you seen Balala Little Demon Fairy?"

Swish, swish, swish!

Mention this.

Not only all of the dozen or so little girls looked over, but at least a lot of them were interested and looked at the teacher.

I don’t know what’s going on.

Do the teachers in the training class still talk about this?
To be continued...