"If you like the violin, learn it. ”

Tina seems to genuinely enjoy Twilight's improvisation, and Sparkle is encouraged to get more and more excited.

I haven't taken a sip of water since I went out, and I don't feel tired at all when I'm curious about everything.

Luo Yang, who had been talking to the two teachers for a long time, was a little tired.

At this time, there were already several parents in the store, with children of different ages. A girl who looked like she was in elementary school came in and saw Tina and happily hugged her.

It seems that this long-haired beauty teacher is very popular with students.

Tina was a little embarrassed, "It's my student, I'm going to class, you can take the sparkling kids around, our clerk will come soon, she will introduce you again, by the way, there is a piano parent-child concert on Friday night, you must bring Sparkle to come, the guest of the night is Will Pickvance, a jazz pianist, very enthusiastic, very exciting to stimulate children's interest in music." ”

Twinkle didn't seem to need to be interested at all, he was already interested, spontaneous, natural, unpretentious.

A boy about the same age as Twinkle looked at him blankly, and the mother next to him kept saying, "Don't touch it, you will pay for any instrument if you break it." ”

If you don't touch a musical instrument, how can you like learning an instrument?

Whether it is a toy or a gift, the first 1/8 piano was Luo Yang's favorite toy when he was a child.

This toy was given by my mother.

Another toy was a stake in the yard, which was given by Dad.

"I'm going to class first, I'm going to have to come, Friday night. ”

Luo Yang agreed, and took a leaflet from the billboard, a grand piano decorated with colorful notes, and the magic pianist Will was written underneath.

Rich interactive links, the most popular parent-child concert for children.

Just the right slogan.

Come on, the environment of this piano shop is not bad.

Twinkle was having fun and was reluctant to leave the piano shop.

Luo Yang was not in a hurry to leave, so he let Twinkle squat in front of a folk guitar and pluck the strings.

"Guitar, it's guitar. ”

"Daddy, Daddy. ”

The woman with the boy on the side glanced at Luo Yang, disgust written on her face.

Maybe it's because Twinkle is too noisy? Or do you not understand the rules of the piano shop?

Or is Twinkle too unruly?

Come on, upscale community, I really think I'm a senior person.

It's just that the house is a little more expensive, and if the degree of civilization can be measured by the price per square meter, human civilization is too boring.

Twinkle was having fun when there was a bang, and the guitar on the floor fell to the ground, and when it fell, the headstock scraped the boy's arm, and the boy cried.

"Mom's ......"

Twinkle stood in place, his face calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Luo Yang felt that it was an empty look, neither afraid nor able to say anything else.

Could it be stupid?

"Twinkle, come here. ”

After receiving the instruction, he flashed to Luo Yang's side, pulled the corner of Luo Yang's clothes, and remained motionless.

"What do you think of the child? I dropped the piano and hurt someone, and I didn't even apologize. ”

The woman rubbed the boy's slightly reddened arm with a wet tissue while muttering something in her mouth.

Luo Yang's neck is a little red, and he can't deal with women and children, but Qin fell down and hit his arm, and this incident can't be blamed on Shanshan, let alone blame others for not being educated.

Twinkle still stood still, and the joy she had had when she played the instrument was gone.

Just about to leave the store, the clerk walked in, "It's okay, it's okay, I saw it at the door, don't blame the two babies, it's that the piano stand is a little unstable." ”

"It was the little boy who was playing here, and that's why he hit our baby. ”

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu is here to practice, I'll arrange a classroom for you. ”

It seems that it's a student in the store, and you don't need to be so arrogant, hey, woman.

"We did play guitar here just now, but I don't know if our kids knocked it down. ”

It doesn't seem nice enough, but whoever stipulates that men should let women, everyone is a four- or five-year-old child, why should one child be arrogant, and the other should be wronged in vain.

The clerk was a woman in her forties, who seemed to have many years of work experience, and she was very familiar with handling such things.

"Don't worry about both, I'm going to see the piano, this guitar is put there for the children to play, often poured, don't blame the babies, but ah, babies can't not be their own instruments don't love Oh, the babies who learn the piano are very protective of the instrument. ”

The boy's tears had dried up, it seemed that it did hurt him a little just now, and it was strange to say, it was relatively rare for a fallen guitar to scratch his arm with red marks, and it was too unusual to be able to cry in pain.

Even at the age of four, the weight and speed of a fallen guitar would not cause such severe pain, which is not in line with physics.

Pretend, it's too pampered.

The child's expression was indeed painful, not like it was pretending, and Luo Yang couldn't figure it out. In the past, many of the children in the training institutions were born with drama spirits, crying when they cried, laughing when they laughed, and pretending to be like anything.

It is said that children are innocent and cute, and they are simple-hearted, but in fact, children can deceive people when they are very young, and they don't need to make drafts.

"It's okay, this piano always falls, don't blame our baby. ”

It's my baby, Luo Yang thought to himself, how can he be so good at it, our father, our mother, our baby's language habits are not in line with the speaking habits of the people of the magic capital.

"I'm sorry just now, but the kid didn't mean to. ”

"No, no, no, don't take it to heart, the piano is not broken, and the child is not hurt. ”

"Well, thank you. ”

"What kind of musical instrument are you going to take your child to learn?"

"Maybe the violin, maybe, haven't thought about it yet. ”

"We have a very senior violin teacher here, very, very good. ”

"Really?"

"Do you know Huang Jie?"

Of course Luo Yang knows, and he knows him very well, Huang Jie is his enlightenment teacher, and he is the teacher who brought him into the violin hall. Huang Jie is already in his forties. When Luo Yang was five years old, Huang Jie was only twenty-five years old. Huang Jie is proficient in violin and viola, and most people think that he plays the violin well, but in fact, his viola is even more famous.

At the age of ten, he passed the twelfth grade, and he was considered a genius child back then. Why did Mr. Huang Jie teach the piano here? Luo Yang wanted to meet his teacher, but he felt ashamed, Mr. Huang had been cultivating him with all his heart, but he himself was not angry, he didn't even touch the piano in the past few years, and occasionally only played the guitar, and seemed unwilling to pick up the violin again.

How do you face your teacher like this?