Wei Chenglin flipped through "Chord Theory" from the beginning. Theory, unlike practice, is very obscure and difficult to understand. But he has already practiced it sufficiently, so it is quick to understand. In just three or four days, he figured out the chords.

The biggest headache for him is the piano, if there is no one to guide him, then his level can only stay at the amateur level 10. The tunes he played to the children were also nursery rhymes, which did not help to improve their skills. Zhao Yanfen is careful every day, and always wants to set aside a sum of money to enroll her son in tutoring classes. But no matter how you calculate it, the money is always not turnover. It is rare for her son to turn back, but she is not able to provide him with sufficient conditions, which makes her feel remorseful.

After the last adventure in the provincial capital, Wei Chenglin became a lot more introverted, often holding everything in his heart, and occasionally revealed to Qiao Lin: "You say, should I go directly to the big city to be a trainee or something? ”

Jolene said, "I don't know if you ask me." Like you, I'm a frog at the bottom of a well in a small place, and I don't have an idea when it comes to big things. If you really like being a singer or actor, do it and don't regret it. ”

Wei Chenglin said: "I have asked myself many times, and my favorite is the piano. Anyway, it's been my best friend since I was a child, but I've been separated from it for too long, and this time it's back, and I can't let it go anymore anyway. ”

"Then you can play the piano steadily, even if you can't be a pianist, but you can be a producer or something, and deal with the piano every day. ”

Wei Chenglin also thought so, but in this way, he returned to the original dead end - to become a producer, he must invest a lot of money and time to study, but he has no money, and his mother has no money, which is the most fundamental problem he is entangled.

"Cheng Lin, you are still young, Aunt Zhao should provide you with reading. You are the closest family member, and you need the support of your family, so what are you polite to Aunt Zhao? When you have a chance in the future, you will repay your mother, isn't that okay?

Qiao Lin's words opened Wei Chenglin's heart knot a little. He knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, his mother would definitely grit her teeth, even if she smashed the pot and sold iron, even if she was in debt, she would find a way to fulfill her dream.

Therefore, when he recalled the previous prodigal years, he was so remorseful that he smashed his head - his mother was so difficult, how could he bear to hurt her again and again at that time?

Therefore, he couldn't bear to ask his mother for money.

On the other hand, Qiao Lin, when she was in elementary school, was at the bottom of the class, but now she is in the top few of the key classes, how did she do it? She used the stupidest method, that is, memorize, whether it was liberal arts or science, as long as she learned something, she memorized it. Wei Chenglin seems to have laughed at her for memorizing math problems, of course, not from the heart. But Jolene was unmoved by anyone and persevered, which led to today's results.

Wei Chenglin decided to try this most primitive stupid method, and he was going to start memorizing textbooks. Since junior high school, his textbooks have been like new books. So, he borrowed the books of Qiao Lin and Sun Ruiyang and taught himself from scratch. His good friends are very supportive of him, and Sun Ruiyang also promised him that as long as he finishes the college entrance examination, he will tutor him in mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Wei Chenglin quietly began to study, he learned very secretly, and he didn't want others to know. After all, he is not afraid of saying goodbye to his past self and enduring the cynicism of others, but those things always make people feel unhappy. As a result, except for a few friends around, almost no one knew that Wei Chenglin's small universe was about to explode.

When he left the welfare home again, Dean Liu gave him a copy of "Basic Course of Composition". The book is a little younger, published in the same year as him. Dean Liu briefly told him about the form of the melody, but he was too busy to elaborate, so he simply told him: "I have made notes on it, you can study according to the notes." When you come next week, finish the first two chapters, and I'll test you. If you haven't studied, don't come. ”

Thinking about it carefully, Dean Liu simply told him a little bit every time, and then asked him to read a lot, summarize and summarize, and pick out the content that he didn't know and ask him. At first, Wei Chenglin was very unaccustomed to this kind of learning method - from childhood to adulthood, the teacher was cramming, pinching the students' necks, and pouring fodder (knowledge) into their mouths. In this way, there are still many people who can't learn, and even the more they learn, the more rebellious they become, and the former Wei Chenglin is one of the outstanding representatives.

However, Wei Chenglin didn't know that Dean Liu just didn't have time to teach him, but inadvertently got him used to Western-style teaching methods - students studied on their own for 6 to 70 percent, and teachers only taught a small part. If you can't learn, then you have to mobilize all resources, such as libraries and the Internet, which fully mobilizes students' initiative and inadvertently expands students' reading. However, if you learn more and learn less, it is all up to the student's consciousness.

Wei Chenglin happened to be in such a period of high self-consciousness again, and he was like a huge whirlpool, sucking all the knowledge he could accept into his arms. Every time he went to the welfare home, Dean Liu said that he made rapid progress. After praising it, he will urge Wei Chenglin to learn the piano quickly, and he can't delay it any longer!

Wei Chenglin was more anxious than anyone else, and he was so anxious that he had an ulcer in his mouth. Countless times he made up his mind to have a showdown with his mother, and he wanted to learn piano. But he just had a problem with hesitation, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back again and again. He also knows that this is very urgent, but he can't help himself!

Every time he takes the bus home, when the sunset shines on him, he always feels a sense of solid struggle. But in the distance, there always seemed to be a voice beckoning—piano!

This is the most fundamental problem and the one that needs to be addressed most urgently.

On an afternoon near the college entrance examination, the No. 2 Middle School ushered in a big break. Wei Chenglin was packing his schoolbag, Min Jia stood in front of him and asked straight to the point: "Wei Chenglin, do you want to learn piano?"

“...... Needless to say!"

"Let's go find my mother!" Min Jia's face did not change, as if her mother was not a famous singer, but just an ordinary classmate in their class.

"This ......"

Min Jia frowned slightly: "When will you be able to change this problem?"

"Your mother, no, how could Professor Li ......?"

"I told her that you started playing the piano again, but no one taught you. ”

“...... And then what?"

"Then, my mom said, if you're confident, go to her office and find her. If you can get her to listen for twenty minutes, she'll take you. ”

Wei Chenglin was like a dream: "How is it possible?"

Min Jia was still expressionless: "Although my mother is studying vocal music, her piano is no worse than that of a professional and she can hold recitals." If you don't want to learn from her, then I didn't say it. ”

"Can Professor Li really accept me as an apprentice?"

Min Jia was very helpless: "You are really grinding and chirping, when will you do this?"

"But I don't have tuition fees......"

Min Jia finally changed her expression and sneered: "My mother is a sentimental artist, do you think she is rare for your tuition?"

The successive surprises made Wei Chenglin completely stupid, he forgot to say "thank you" to Min Jia, and only remembered that when Min Jia left, he left a sentence "My mother's condition for accepting apprentices is that she has to listen for twenty minutes, but her students often play for two or three minutes before she kicks them out."

Min Jia's kind reminder aroused Wei Chenglin's fighting spirit, and he must seize this opportunity to become Li Lanlan's disciple.

So, he yelled "thank you" at Min Jia's back, and Min Jia coolly didn't respond to him.

After Wei Chenglin practiced hard for a week, he went to Haida to find Li Lanlan. Li Lanlan's aura was strong, Wei Chenglin became nervous for the first time in a long time, he first crossed his fingers in reverse, activated his fingers, and then bounced.

Li Lanlan asked him not to read the score, so he played all the tunes he memorized well, "Nocturne", "Sonata in D major" and so on, but after playing for less than three minutes, Li Lanlan impatiently shouted to stop.

Wei Chenglin suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Li Lanlan said irritably: "At your level, don't waste my time." ”

The humiliation suddenly came to the top of his head, but Wei Chenglin was very unconvinced: "You have to at least tell me where I have a problem playing......

"There is no emotional investment, the strength of the left and right hands is the same, the connection is stiff, and the pedals are like playing drums...... Let me continue?" Li Lanlan raised her eyebrows: "The most lethal thing is that you don't play well, but you have a lot of self-righteous arrogance!"

Wei Chenglin really wanted to argue loudly with Li Lanlan and explain it to her clearly. However, after thinking about it, the explanation would only make him more shabby, so he bit his lip and remained silent.

And Li Lanlan's ridicule is not over: "You stood out with your aura when you were a child, and now that your aura is running out, don't you know it? Go home and practice for a few more years!"

Wei Chenglin escaped from Li Lanlan's office, so aggrieved that he wanted to scream. He doesn't blame anyone, only that he was naïve. Who is Li Lanlan? The children of Jixianglu have to take a detour when they see her! How could she be so innocent to come to her teacher and be insulted by her?

Young and vigorous, eager to be recognized, not wanting to be preached, but the reality is always the opposite. Don't...... Don't blame others for being mean, but really because you're worthless?

"Ah!!" Wei Chenglin finally couldn't help it and howled loudly.

The college campus was full of energy, maybe there was a basketball club activity, many people cheered and shouted there, and when the cheers quieted down, a familiar melody came into his ears, which was the ending song of "Slam Dunk" "Until the End of the World".

He couldn't understand Japanese, but the lyrics seemed to have their own translation function, and the words were clearly delivered to his ears.

"Alone, wandering in the metropolis,

It's like an empty beer can that someone has discarded. ”

Although I don't want to admit it, I am a discarded beer can! Poor and inconspicuous, let others spurn and trample on.

"I have made a wish for thousands of nights,

Why is the time that will never go back so dazzling?"

It is said that people who live in the past are not promising, but why...... Why do you wet your eyes in your memories again and again?

"Everybody has expectations, but they don't believe in eternity.

... But I must be dreaming of tomorrow."

Life is always full of holes, but since you are alive, you can't lose!

Almost without hesitation, Wei Chenglin quickly ran back to Li Lanlan's office. The image that echoed in his mind was Mitsui Shou kneeling in front of Coach Anzai, crying and saying "Coach, I want to play basketball".

He also cried: "Professor Li, I want to ...... I want to play the piano!"

Li Lanlan, who was touching up her makeup, was stunned, her lipstick was half-drawn, and she looked a little scary.

"I think, I want to play the piano!" Wei Chenglin burst into tears unconsciously: "The problems you talked about, it is precisely because there is no teacher to teach me that I don't know it." Even if the aura is gone, I will try...... No, it's not hard work, it's life! I didn't play to your satisfaction this time, but next time, I won't be ......."

Li Lanlan's lips were half red and half white, but she also forgot to make up for them.

"I needed a chance. Wei Chenglin has never been so urgent: "Please give me a chance!"