Registration for the school choir was quite smooth, although most teachers and parents were not very optimistic.

However, many students are still willing to sign up enthusiastically and participate in the choir to show their singing skills.

Of course, most of the students who sign up are girls.

This also made Lu Chen feel a little distressed.

When He Youwei saw the proportion of boys and girls who signed up, she couldn't help laughing.

"Look, I told you that there is definitely no way to satisfy you. There are only three boys in the obvious students. Are you planning to form a female chorus?"

Seeing He Youwei's obvious jokes.

Lu Chen was also a little helpless.

"I didn't expect that these boys would have any resistance to singing duets."

He Youwei immediately laughed.

"There will definitely be resistance. The little boys don't want others to say they look like girls."

Lu Chen looked at He Youwei in confusion.

"This has something to do with whether it looks like a girl?"

Seeing Lu Chen with a puzzled look, He Youwei shook her head and said, "You're still a father."

But then, he shook his head and said, "No, your family is all daughters, so you really don't understand little boys very much, but you were also a boy before. Would you like to draw a red face on stage?"

When Lu Chen heard this, he thought for a while and said, "I haven't painted a red face at that time?"

He Youwei was immediately happy: "Hahaha, I'm using this as an example, which means that little boys don't like this kind of performance on stage."

Without waiting for Lu Chen to speak, he continued: "In the eyes of many little boys, this kind of singing and dancing is done by girls."

After hearing this statement, Lu Chen was also amused and crying.

"How come this singing and dancing become exclusive to girls? What era is it?"

He Youwei said seriously: "Don't worry about the era, the little boys always think like this in their hearts."

Faced with such an answer, there are also the results of registration now.

Lu Chen felt that he could only accept such a reality.

But the choir can't be just girls.

A choir must have various parts.

The voice of a simple girl will make the chorus appear monotonous and weak.

It can also be matched with the boy's voice to make the chorus more layered.

Lu Chen thought for a while and said, "It seems that you still need to instill something in the music class for those boys, otherwise you will not be able to recruit enough boys."

After hearing this, He Youwei immediately had some expectations for Lu Chen's ideas.

"Yes, I really want to see how Teacher Lu teaches the little boys."

Speaking of this, He Youwei handed over a first-grade music book.

"Okay, the music class for the first grade is your daughter's class. You go, this is a good opportunity for you to perform."

Lu Chen was holding the music book, but hesitated a little bit.

"Isn't it good to teach my daughter's class?"

He Youwei asked strangely: "What's wrong with this?"

Lu Chen was still a little hesitant: "After all, it may still be a little awkward to have his own daughter here."

He Youwei said seriously: "There is nothing to be awkward. You don't favor your daughters and treat them the same as other students, wouldn't it be better?

Besides, if you don’t go to class, it will make people feel that you are partial to your daughter, so you deliberately don’t go.”

After hearing what He Youwei said, Lu Chen did not postpone it and took the music book and walked out of the door.

Watching Lu Chen go out to class, He Youwei's lips suddenly raised slightly and showed a smug smile.

In fact, He Youwei also really wants to see how Lu Chen will teach her daughter's class.

Because it was the first music class, Fang Ting also went to the class to queue up the students.

Let all students in the class line up.

Then I personally sent the children to the music classroom.

The first grade child still feels that it is very new to the first time he leaves the classroom and goes to another classroom to attend classes.

If it weren't for the class teacher, a group of children might have been running wildly.

Even with the class teacher next to him, the students were still chattering and talking nonstop.

Everyone is very curious about what the music classroom will look like?

"Is there a piano in the music classroom?"

"It must be."

"Well, there must be a lot of instruments in the music classroom."

"Then, then, I want to learn the trumpet."

"What's the point of trumpet? My mother said that the piano is the king of musical instruments, so of course I learn piano."

"Not good, piano is so difficult, I'd better continue to learn violin."

"Then I want to learn musical instruments that I can play."

"Then learn black tube."

"What is a black tube?"

"Black tubes are black tubes that can be blown."

...

A group of children were chirping, talking about the things in the music classroom.

Dai Wanxin and Yang Xiaoxi were also whispering.

"Yang Xiaoxi, our music teacher, could it be your father?"

Yang Xiaoxi shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's right."

Dai Wanxin continued: "It seems that you and Lu Xiaoxi's father are so amazing. Many older brothers and sisters in the grade really like him in class."

Yang Xiaoxi was a little proud when he heard this.

"Well, dad is very awesome."

At this time, a little boy next to him heard a conversation between two girls.

Then he suddenly asked, "Music teacher, is it Yang Xiaoxi's father?"

The two girls turned their heads and looked at the boy.

Dai Wanxin thought about it and still answered.

"Maybe, Yang Xiaoxi and Lu Xiaoxi's father are music teachers, but there is another music teacher, so it's not necessarily their father who teaches us."

The little boy then said, "Are Yang Xiaoxi and Lu Xiaoxi's fathers both music teachers?"

Dai Wanxin immediately said: "Not all, they are their fathers alone."

The little boy was stunned for a moment and asked strangely: "But, how could their father be the same person?"

Dai Wanxin continued: "They are sisters, so of course their father is the same person."

At this time, another little boy next to him also spoke: "But neither of them has the same surname."

The little boy who spoke before said, "Yes, if it's a sister, it should be a surname."

Dai Wanxin suddenly realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

I quickly shut my mouth and didn't want to continue talking.

Yang Xiaoxi also turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to those little boys.

But the little boy was curious and unwilling to give up.

I kept trying to inquire.

Finally, the words reached Lu Xiaoxi's ears behind him.

Lu Xiaoxi is not as good-natured as Yang Xiaoxi.

He shouted directly: "Yang Xiaoxi's mother is now with my father. My father is her father, and her mother is also my mother. That's it."

Then Lu Xiaoxi also said to the little boy in front: "You are not allowed to bully Yang Xiaoxi, and Dai Wanxin."

Fang Ting, who was walking in the front of the team, heard Lu Xiaoxi's shouting.

I also looked back unexpectedly.

Seeing Lu Xiaoxi like a proud little peacock.

Stand out to protect Yang Xiaoxi and Dai Wanxin, and have a tense relationship with a few little boys.

Fang Ting also quickly turned around and came over to inquire about the incident.

Then Fang Ting said seriously: "The affairs of Lu Xiaoxi and Yang Xiaoxi's father and mother are their family affairs. Don't talk about it in school. Their families are reorganized families, so Lu Xiaoxi and Yang Xiaoxi have different surnames.

Everyone is not allowed to discriminate against them, and they are all good classmates, right?"

The head teacher spoke, and naturally the students didn't dare to ask more questions.

This little storm ended like this.

The students also lined up to the music classroom.
Chapter completed!