Professor Yang walked in front, followed by the young pianist Zhao Chengguang, and as soon as the two came in, they saw Ji Ming and Chu Qing standing on the stage.

What a pair of golden boys and girls.

"Hello Professor Yang. ”

"Ji Ming?"

Professor Yang smiled and called out his name.

Ji Ming was stunned: "You know me?"

"Haha, Wang Mingzong of your Chinese opera, in the same year as me, I studied violin with Mr. Sheng Zhonghua, and he learned vocal music with Mr. Guo Shuzhen, more than 30 years have passed. Professor Yang sighed with emotion, paused for a moment, and then shook his head: "Don't mention this." As soon as school started this year, Chu Qing was abducted by the Chinese opera boy, of course I heard about it, and you are still a drama genius who can play "Thunderstorm". As soon as I asked Wang Mingzong, he said that he was his student, do you say it was a coincidence?"

Skillful!

Ji Ming really didn't know that Teacher Wang in the vocal music class was the same year as Professor Yang.

Not to mention that a few Chinese characters are actually a small circle of their own - from the founding of New China to the present, vocal and instrumental music has only been famous for three generations, and if you count it forward, all of them are the same family.

"Mr. Wang hasn't talked about it, I really don't know. ”

"He thinks a lot of about you, but you're also very good. Professor Yang patted Ji Ming on the shoulder and introduced him: "This is our school's pianist Zhao Chengguang. ”

"Hello Mr. Zhao. ”

Zhao Chengguang is in his early forties, very young, and not so big-eyed: "You are learning to act? The piano is good, why didn't you get the central music exam?"

Senior Brother Gao on the side was full of sourness - this Ji Ming is quite good at coming back, and he is so familiar with the teacher.

Scheming boy.

"I like to perform. As for the piano, I learned it from my mother, who is also an alumnus of CCTV. ”

"Then you can be regarded as our son of Yangyin, haha. Your mother must be about my age, right? My son is in his third year of college, maybe we still know each other? There are only a few piano students in each class. ”

Ji Ming blinked, not so coincidentally: "My mother's name is Yin Ning." ”

"Huh?"

No way!

"Yi Yin's Yin, Tranquil Ning?95?" Zhao Chengguang asked a nine-star alignment.

Ji Ming only nodded.

He nodded, and without waiting for Zhao Chengguang to say more, Professor Yang hurriedly asked again: "Then your father is Ji Zongyue?"

"Ah, yes. ”

The two teachers were speechless with emotion, Ji Ming and Chu Qing looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what the situation was now.

It wasn't until Professor Yang eased up and explained the origin clearly that Ji Ming had to sigh - the world is too small.

Yin Ning is Zhao Chengguang's younger sister, two years apart, the same teacher. Although Ji Zongyue and Professor Yang are more than ten years apart, their violin teachers are both surnamed Sheng, and they are the two younger siblings of Sheng Zhonghua, the most famous violinist in China.

Going around and around, it's all a family.

"How are your parents doing?"

"My mother is fine, my father died unexpectedly at an early age, more than ten years ago. ”

“......”

Ten years, didn't he pass away in his twenties?

Alas.

One of the great sorrows in life is that the old people are no longer there, and the mourning news comes suddenly. Professor Yang and Zhao Chengguang felt uncomfortable, and adjusted for a while before sighing: "You are so promising now, your father will be comforted if he knows." Alright, let's not talk about these sad things. You and Chu Qing, it's good, it's good, it's good, don't be willful. ”

The two teachers also came to rehearse, although they are both famous artists, but they still have to do the preparations.

At noon, Zhao Chengguang had to invite Ji Ming to dinner and chatted about his parents.

At one o'clock, the concert began, Professor Yang starred, and the students also took the stage, the song played by Chu Qing happened to be Sheng China's "Liang Zhu", Zhao Chengguang accompanied her on the piano, and the song ended, and the sorrow continued-Ji Ming thought that his parents must have been with "Liang Zhu" back then.

......

Ji Ming and Chu Qing walked in the CCTV Steinway Garden.

Holding hands, shaking and shaking.

"When you were a child, was it very hard for your aunt?" Chu Qing hesitated for a long time, but still asked.

Ji Ming glanced at her, smiled, and reached out to rub her head: "It's not as miserable as you think, my mother is a top student of Yangyin, her income is not low, and there are several aunts who take good care of me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go to school art." ”

"Oh. ”

"Well, I actually have very little memory of my father, only one scene, I remember it very clearly, the sun came in through the window, my mother was wearing a long dress with white and green stripes, sitting in front of the piano, my father was wearing a gray knitted sweater, with a violin on his neck, leaning on the piano on one leg, two people looked at each other, the notes of "Love_story" floated in our living room, and whenever I recalled my childhood, this melody would automatically fill in the background.

So that day in Sanlitun, when you suddenly pulled up "Love_story", I felt that fate had come to me. ”

Chu Qing looked sideways at Ji Ming, just in front of his black and white eyes.

She looked at it until a smile stained her eyes, and then she quickly turned her head - but her face couldn't help but get hot.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?" Hatsuharu bit her lip.

"Class, vocal class, is Wang Mingzong's class. Then go to the National Theatre in the afternoon, and it should be fine—it's rare and quite idle, are you going to the movies tomorrow night?"

“...... All right. ”

"Hehehe. ”

"Don't laugh. ”

"Hey, by the way, do you like to watch Deyun Club? Xiao Yueyue or Teacher Guo? They said they wanted to send me two tickets, I'll take you to see them?"

"Guo Qilin? Then he sent you, you should go to see him, otherwise it will be bad. ”

"It's okay......"

Spring was in full swing, and the early sunny days were getting closer and closer to Ji Ming, and then they leaned together for some reason and walked forward.

......

In the vocal class the next day, Ji Ming was taken out by Teacher Wang to sing, but fortunately he was more conscious. A Dedema "Beautiful Prairie My Home", as well as a southern Yunnan folk song "Song of Fangma Mountain", are all good singing.

At the end of class, Teacher Wang walked with him and said that Professor Yang called him and asked him to take care of Ji Ming.

"Huh, is that so?"

"I just learned that your father is Lao Yang's junior brother, and he is also my junior brother in the same school. Wang Mingzong studied vocal music, and the instrumental music students in the same year could still have a little friendship, and junior students like Yin Ning and Ji Zongyue couldn't remember: "If I take care of you, I can only give you more homework." ”

“......”

"Haha, anyway, if you have any questions, just come to me at any time. If you want to act in a musical or something in the future, you can ask me if you have any questions. ”

"Thank you, teacher. ”

"No thanks, you can study hard, you can learn well, it's enough. I'm afraid that you think you're learning to act, as long as you can get by with vocal music - in fact, the vocal music class is deep, let's just say that the recruitment of central sound, pitch and rhythm are all basic, and what are the temporary diacritical marks, big jump intervals, forward and backward leaning tones, off-key transposition, etc., there are many tricks, and the cattle who are tested are not one or two.

You have to learn, and some of them can be learned. Especially you, Ji Ming, Lao Yang entrusted me, your parents are both CCTV alumni, you are talented and willing to work hard, learn more, learn better, and lay a solid foundation for your vocal music, there is no harm. But I also believe in you, you kid, you studious. ”

Ji Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he was actually not so studious......

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