Chapter 008: Teacher Li's Family

On Sunday afternoon, Zhuo Ziyuan took Taozi to the Cultural Palace in the city, ready to see if there were any teachers of sanda and taekwondo, and by the way, to see if there was any good English tutoring. After consultation, there are taekwondo, beginner class, the registration fee is 500 yuan, 10 sessions, and each class is 90 minutes. There is no primary class schedule this semester, so I can only wait for the next semester to come, which is really not good, go home and practice Zama step first, and the tuition fee is still a problem. There are no classes in English from foreign teachers, they are all teachers in some schools, Zhuo Ziyuan still thinks that direct communication with foreigners is more conducive to the rapid progress of English, his basic English is already there, the difference is the oral ability, and in the end he can only go home in disgrace.

Next, Zhuo Ziyuan has one more task, every night when he writes, he writes with a horse, sits for a while, and can't stand it for two minutes at the beginning. Slowly, I put my mind on writing, and found that the effect was very ideal, and it was not as difficult to support as it felt at first.

After the music class on Wednesday, Zhuo Ziyuan confirmed with Teacher Li that he would visit the teacher's home on Saturday. So on Saturday, Zhuo Ziyuan got up early and ran around the village. At half past 8, I rode to Mr. Li's house and bought some fruit on the vegetable field, after all, I was embarrassed to come to the door empty-handed, and basic etiquette was still needed.

It was Li Xinyuan who opened the door, and she got up early on Saturday, what a good boy.

"Hello little sister, see you again. Zhuo Ziyuan greeted with a smile.

"Don't call me little sister, how old are you, really. The girl said with a disgusted face, with a wicked smile on her face, Zhuo Ziyuan's smile that she thought was kind turned into a malicious smile in the eyes of the little girl, who should she really talk to.

"Then how can I call you, it's too raw to call your name, it's too intimate to call Yuan'er, it's not appropriate, then call it a little girl, haha, it's good, little girl." Zhuo Ziyuan didn't care what her attitude was, and said to herself.

Speechless, Li Xinyuan thought to herself, turned around and left, leaving a white eye for Zhuo Ziyuan.

"Teacher Li is good, Teacher Li is good. "Both of them are in the living room. Zhuo Ziyuan didn't know what to call it.

"Okay, don't call the teacher when you get home, we two Teacher Li, I don't know who you call it, just call it uncle and aunt. Art teacher Li Guoqing said that he is very kind, and when he is in class, he feels completely different.

"Okay, uncle, I'll buy some fruit and put it on the table. Zhuo Ziyuan said very familiarly, and then cheekily proposed that he wanted to learn painting.

"Oh~, you still want to learn to draw, do you have so much time?"

"It's always good to learn more things, and now the cultural class in junior high school is quite simple, and there is still time to learn more things, and it will definitely not delay homework." ”

"Hehe, the young man is very confident, that's okay, if you have time, I'll teach you, it depends on how far you can persevere. The art teacher felt that the little boy in front of him spoke very naturally, and there was a natural self-confidence in it, and he unconsciously had a good impression of Zhuo Ziyuan.

"Teacher, I just want to be able to learn sketching well, that is, after seeing a person, I can draw this person with my impression. ”

"This difficulty is not small, realistic is relatively simple, if you want to draw it with impression memory, it depends on your own understanding. ”

When he was talking, Zhuo Ziyuan also looked at this room, a very common room with two bedrooms, one bathroom and one living room, and a small study, about 80 square meters, and the bedroom at this time was still relatively small. The living room has a sofa, a coffee table, a TV, and a rice cooker in the kitchen.

"Teacher, I will definitely work hard to live up to the teacher's teaching and not fall into the teacher's prestige. ”

"Alright, let's see the results of your self-study, come to the study. The music teacher urged at the door of the study.

As soon as I entered the study, the little girl was also there. There is a simple bookshelf in the study, there are a lot of books, there is a guqin, there is a violin box in the corner, there is a guzheng in the middle of the study, there is a small desk by the window, the wall of the room can be seen to have done some soundproofing, this is obviously a practice room.

"Wow, that's a lot of instruments. "Zhuo Ziyuan is like a curious baby, look at this, look at that.

"Well, guqin, guzheng, flute, flute, violin, which one do you want to learn?"

"Teacher, have you seen Xiaoao Jianghu, what is the episode in it? Seeing the guzheng, Zhuo Ziyuan was not very sure which one it was.

Li Xiaomei smiled, an interesting child, after watching the TV series, I want to learn a musical instrument when I am envious. "That's the guqin and the flute ensemble, do you want to learn the flute or the qin. ”

"Qin" Zhuo Ziyuan hurriedly declared, just kidding,, 35-year-old Zhuo Ziyuan will never choose. Although the word has no other meaning in this society now, but in the future...

"You really know how to pick, the guqin is the most difficult to learn among these few, and Yuan'er's qin is the worst. However, the teacher's guqin is the best, and the others are average. ”

"The teacher is amazing, he knows so many instruments. Will that little girl know the same?" Although Zhuo Ziyuan felt that it was very sad to pick the most difficult one, it did not prevent him from patting big and small sycophants.

"Of course, I have been learning these instruments since I was a child, and my best ones are the violin, flute, and flute. Li Xinyuan said proudly, not caring that Zhuo Ziyuan called her a little girl.

It's good to acquiesce, hehe, Zhuo Ziyuan slapped another sycophant, "Little girl, it's amazing, admire" and gave a thumbs up at the same time.

"Do you want to learn any other instrument besides the piano, it's better to learn one single-mindedly, you're not young, and you don't have that much time. Li Xiaomei interrupted the conversation between the two children.

"Teacher, I'll learn a piano, I want to learn fine, learn to become a master, just learn one. It seems to be a good talk about laughing and arrogant Jianghu song earlier. ”

"The ambition is not small, it depends on whether you have perseverance. As the saying goes, the guzheng is pleasing to others, the guqin is pleasing to oneself, and to play the guqin well, you need to have a certain amount of life experience and your own understanding. This is also the reason why Yuan'er guqin is not good to talk about. However, it is relatively easy to get started, after all, there are only seven strings. Let's take a look at how you are doing. ”

"Okay, teacher" Next, the teacher tested some basic knowledge, Zhuo Ziyuan was all right, and the teacher had a better impression of him. Then he taught some methods of pronunciation of the score, how many beats is a few notes, how long the pronunciation time is, and so on, so that Zhuo Ziyuan suddenly opened.

One hour later, Li Xiaomei said, "That's it, I'm giving you a few sheet music today, you can go back and practice by yourself and see if you can sing accurately." Guqin, I also have a book for beginners, you can also take it back and read it. Next time, let's learn the basic fingering of the guqin, and if you still want to learn how to draw, talk to your uncle. ”

"Okay, teacher, I'll go back to read this afternoon, and come back tomorrow morning, teacher, every weekend and two mornings, I'll study with you, okay." Zhuo Ziyuan used his sincere eyes to plead.

"Okay, tomorrow is coming, let's see how you read and study. ”

"Thank you, teacher, then I'll go to my uncle. ”

The art teacher was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and drinking tea at this time.

"Uncle, I've come to you to learn how to draw, please advise. Zhuo Ziyuan said crepe.

The art teacher glanced at Zhuo Ziyuan strangely, "Well, then you sit down, I'll tell you about the basics of painting, you have to learn to paint, and you have to draw characters, then you have to start practicing from sketching, it will be very boring at first, you have to be patient." First of all, you have to buy a sketchpad and brushes, I have the paper at home, so you don't need to buy it. Then it's the most boring, line practice, and then you have to play the type, the line is to draw the line, you can practice very skillfully, just draw it, it's a straight line, draw it from all angles. After you become proficient, you have to learn to play the type..."