Plug-in Players In Marvel

In recent years, as the country has become increasingly powerful, Chinese music, as one of the carriers of traditional culture, has also received a wave of attention and has been welcomed and loved by more people on an international scale.

However, compared with teachers who are good at Western musical instruments, Chinese music teachers still have relatively fewer opportunities to go abroad for exchange visits and performances.

After all, most of their outings are contacted and ultimately facilitated through official organizations. Most of them are more or less in the nature of 'missions', and when touring, the entire team often acts together. However, those masters who specialize in Western musical instruments are not limited by the difficulty in matching the styles of their instruments. They often receive cooperation invitations from foreign folk groups or individuals.

After all, the number of tours held in the official name is smaller than that of private exchanges. Traveling in a group with a large number of people is much more troublesome than traveling in a small group or as an individual. Affected by these two key factors, the number of Chinese music teachers' overseas visits and performances is naturally slightly less than that of pianists and violinists who specialize in Western musical instruments.

so……

Although the teachers are all people who have seen big events, their experience is still slightly inferior to those who are masters of playing Western instruments. If the two are placed under the same conditions, such as the current situation... To put it bluntly, the confidence of the Chinese music teachers will indeed be a little worse than that of their opponents.

Can the Asgardians, whose customs and habits are in line with those of Europe and America, accept the traditional Chinese music we perform? Can the Eastern culture contained in the music be understood by Asgardians? Can the Asgardians feel the artistic conception conveyed through the music?

These alone have made the teachers quite worried.

If I think more about it, there will be nothing. For example, as an alien race, are the Asgardians different in body structure and organ composition from those on earth? Will the earthlings not be able to accept the pleasant timbre they hear...

It’s no wonder that teachers feel uneasy after receiving tasks and fall into uncontrollable anxiety, unable to adjust their mentality as usual.

Fortunately, Peng Mingwei grasped the key point and called Shi Xiaolei immediately.

With these videos brought by Shi Xiaolei, and the three hours of careful answers that followed, the teachers finally felt relaxed, and the tension and anxiety that originally filled their minds were effectively relieved.

"…Does anyone still want to ask questions?"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, no one raised his hand. Shi Xiaolei breathed out gently and his expression relaxed.

He took out his phone and looked at the time.

"That's good..." Looking at the teachers, Shi Xiaolei smiled: "Counting the time, we have been chatting for almost three or four hours. Maybe you don't feel tired physically, but mentally, I think you all should. We are all a little tired. After all, we just talked about a lot and it’s not easy to digest.”

"I mean, that's all we're talking about today. Everyone goes back to their respective rooms to digest the information they just heard, sort out their thoughts and think about what else they want to ask. Anyway, there's still a lot to go before departure. God, we have plenty of time to continue, it doesn’t mean we have to finish it all and take care of all the details within today.”

After hearing this, Peng Mingwei stood up again and expressed support for Shi Xiaolei's words.

As the leader of this operation, Peng Mingwei's words still hold considerable weight. Seeing him saying the same thing, the teachers nodded and accepted the arrangement.

"Yes." With a satisfied smile on his face, Peng Mingwei stepped down from the podium and came to the leader of the orchestra, the conductor: "Teacher Liao, the rest is up to you."

Although he was appointed by his superiors to become the leader, in the final analysis, Peng Mingwei is not a musician.

Let the experts decide on professional matters. Peng Mingwei is very self-aware and has never thought about arranging what to do next for the teachers.

It is better to leave it to the teachers themselves to choose whether to continue training or to eat first and come back to training after eating and drinking.

"Yes, Captain Peng."

"As I said before, don't tighten it too tight." Peng Mingwei smiled, raised his hand and patted the conductor's arm: "Practice is important, but it can't be too much. If you make someone sick, things will get worse. It’s become very tricky. Teacher Liao, you must pay attention to your priorities.”

"clear."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you then."

After finally saying hello to the teachers, Peng Mingwei turned his attention to Shi Xiaolei and waved to him.

"Teachers, I'll take my leave now."

After leaving a few words, Shi Xiaolei followed Peng Mingwei and left the 'practice room' with him.

"Hey, is it already so dark?" When he went out, he saw that the sky was darker than he expected, and Shi Xiaolei couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

"It should be raining soon." Peng Mingwei took out his phone and took a look. He smiled and said, "It's true, the rainstorm forecast text messages have been sent. Well... in half an hour, there will be a heavy rainstorm."

"Let me tell you, it's only around four o'clock but not five o'clock." Shi Xiaolei also laughed: "If it weren't for the weather, it wouldn't get dark until six or seven o'clock this month."

"It hasn't rained for a while. It would be a good thing if it rained harder this time." Peng Mingwei said while looking at Shi Xiaolei: "What to say next, let's find a place to sit down, or Go directly to meet those girls? "

When we were watching the movie before, the little girls could still sit still.

But when it came to the question and answer session, the atmosphere suddenly changed, losing its interest and becoming as boring as an academic seminar. For the restless little girls, such an occasion would make them somewhat uncomfortable.

Neither Shi Xiaolei nor the teachers liked to see the little girls with wrinkled faces and depressed expressions.

Therefore, not long after the question and answer session began, the little girls were sent out of the 'practice room', and accompanied by several beautiful sisters that Peng Mingwei had found, they went to visit other parts of the nursing home.

According to Shi Xiaolei's idea, he originally planned to meet up with the little girls.

But right now...

Hearing Peng Mingwei's words, it felt like there was something in his words. Shi Xiaolei blinked curiously: "Brother Peng, what's wrong with you?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just my own thoughts." Peng Mingwei smiled: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

"If you have anything to say, just say it. With our relationship, do you still need to be polite to me?"

"Okay, then I won't hide it."