Zhou Xiaolan was "criticized" by her family twice in a row, and she felt that she no longer had the strength to stick to her beloved career. But Ma Yun said that the dream should still be there, what if it comes true? The dream in Zhou Xiaolan's heart was not clear before. But since I joined the band, the whole person has become active, and my dreams have become more and more inflated, and I feel like I have to put on my wings and fly.

The family looks down on the grass stage team of the country band, and Zhou Xiaolan can understand it. But if there is no small, how can it be big? Who doesn't start from a young age? Gather sand into a tower, gather armpits into a fur, and if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles, and if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas...... Don't they understand these truths?

Either they make fun of their children, either asking me to have a second child, or accusing me of blasphemy against art, or slandering the band as a grass stage group. Zhou Xiaolan felt that it was difficult to resist the three of them on her own.

Just give up. However, giving up on dreams is the most painful thing for a person. What is the difference between living without dreams and the walking dead?

Give up or persevere? It's the same headache as To be or not to be.

I was idle at home for a few days, and in addition to picking up and dropping off my son every day, I went to my parents' house to eat. After eating, there was nothing to do, either slumped on the couch watching TV, or just collapsed in bed and slept in. Unconsciously gained several pounds. Seeing her growing size, Zhou Xiaolan was anxious and dying. But the boss didn't receive new business, and it was useless to be anxious.

Zhou Xiaolan once wanted to go out and find a job to do, but there was no good job to do. After going out to distribute leaflets for two days, although it is not physical work, it is not easy to send out a thick pile of leaflets. After sending it, I went back to check out, and 60 yuan was in hand. This money seems to be easy to earn, it doesn't need a brain, it doesn't need physical strength, it just needs time. But this was far from her ideals. It's not going to work. Zhou Xiaolan worked for two days, earned enough money for the mask, and quit.

When I have nothing to do, I practice singing on the national K song again.

howling every day, Yuan Man was dissatisfied again.

"Paralyzed, howling every day?" Yuan Man said, "Do you really think of yourself as a big singer?"

"Nima, are you a psychopath?" Zhou Xiaolan asked angrily, "You don't care if Lao Tzu sings a song?"

"Are you singing a song?" said Yuan Man, "Singing regardless of the time, the neighbors have opinions." ”

"As long as they sing before 11 o'clock in the evening, what can they say?" Zhou Xiaolan said, "and Lao Tzu didn't disturb the people." ”

"Oh, you can't hear what those people are saying with your headphones plugged in. Yuan Man said, "But they all told me." ”

"What did you say?" asked Zhou Xiaolan.

"What are you talking about breaking the gong's throat, howling every day!" said Yuan Man, learning from his neighbor's tone, of course, there were some ingredients that added oil and vinegar.

"My day!" Zhou Xiaolan said, "they are obviously envious and jealous." ”

"Wife, whether they are envious or jealous, you better not sing it every day. Yuan Man requested.

"That's what I do, how can I practice my voice every day?" Zhou Xiaolan said.

"Then you go to the river and roar, no one should care about you. Yuan Man said.

"Nima, that's enough!" Zhou Xiaolan said indignantly, "You told me to go to the river to sing." ”

"What's the matter?" said Yuan Man, "The riverside is empty, and there aren't many people, no matter how loud you sing, no one cares." ”

Zhou Xiaolan thought about it, Yuan Man's suggestion was not unreasonable. So, Zhou Xiaolan went to the riverside to practice singing.

It's not weekends and holidays, but there are really not many people by the river, only a few fishing.

As soon as Zhou Xiaolan started singing, the middle-aged people who were fishing were not happy.

"Hey, don't make a sound. The angler said, "Scared my fish away." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Xiaolan thought incredible, "Do fish have ears, do they have hearing?"

"Girl, you don't understand. The angler said, "Fish have hearing." And my hearing is pretty good. ”

"Fish have ears?" Zhou Xiaolan asked. To be honest, he has eaten a lot of fish hot pot on weekdays, but he has never carefully observed whether the fish has ears or not.

"How can a fish have no ears?" laughed the angler. He took out a fish from the fish basket and showed it to Zhou Xiaolan.

"Oh, do you see those two little holes?" said the angler, "and these are the ears of the fish." Do you think it has the same ears as a human?"

"Can you hear such a small hole?" asked Zhou Xiaolan.

"Yes. Fish have good hearing. "They have a hearing range of several kilometers." ”

"That's better than human hearing. Zhou Xiaolan squatted down and watched the old man fishing.

"Yes. The angler said, "Did you know that fish make sounds?"

"I don't know. Zhou Xiaolan thought for a while and said, "Since you have a mouth, you must be able to make a sound." Hey. ”

"It's okay for you to say that. The angler smiled slightly, "But they don't just make sounds through their mouths. Some fish make vocalizations by grinding their teeth, while others make sound of grinding on their bodies. There are also fish that use their voices to distinguish sounds. There are fish that are percussion muscles that vibrate to make sounds. ”

"Uncle, you're too powerful. Zhou Xiaolan praised.

"Whatever you do, you have to specialize in which line. The angler said, "I love fishing, so I like to study this stuff." ”

"What do you do?" asked the angler, "singing?"

"Yes," Ms. Zhou said, "singing in the band." ”

"Which song and dance troupe?" asked the fisherman.

"It's not a cabaret troupe. Zhou Xiaolan replied, "It's a band that went to the countryside to perform, a grass stage team." ”

"What a grass platform team. "The fisherman is right, "Art does not ask about origin, regardless of whether it is high or low." ”

"Which is, what is. Zhou Xiaolan said, "But my family is against me taking this path." ”

"Why. The angler asked.

"Like I mentioned earlier, the grass platform team. Zhou Xiaolan said, "This is what my father said." Another reason is that singing in this kind of band is unstable and does not earn much. ”

"It's up to you to your liking. The angler said, "If you like it, keep doing it." Just like some people, although they can't become the gods of the starting point, they still insist on coding words in front of the computer. ”

"Do you write online novels?" Zhou Xiaolan asked, "I admire those who write online articles." There are many god-level people with an annual income of millions or tens of millions. If only I had that level. ”

"Writing doesn't have to be about making money. "Writing is actually a journey of one's own soul, a process of dialogue between oneself and oneself." Of course, it is best to have money to earn. After all, it's a commercial society now, and everything needs money. But blindly in order to make money, blindly catering to readers. Then what you write is patterned, homogeneous, and has no characteristics of its own. ”

"Uncle, you know a lot. Zhou Xiaolan said, "Are you also writing novels? What is the name of your novel? I usually like to read online novels when I am bored." ”

The fisherman smiled slightly, "I don't write novels, and I don't have the energy to write novels." ”

"You're certainly not your average person. Zhou Xiaolan said, "You know too much." ”

"Girl, don't you see that I'm dozens of years old, isn't it natural to know more?" said the fisherman with a hearty smile.

"That's also Ha, life experience is a great wealth. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"Have you ever been trained to sing?" asked the angler.

"Nope. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"And how do you usually practice?"

Zhou Xiaolan shook the phone, "Practice with the phone." “

"How?" asked the angler.

"National karaoke. Zhou Xiaolan said, "Every song has a pitcher and a scorer. By looking at how many points you get, you can know how well you sing. “

"That's a way to do it, too. "But it's not a good way to do it." “

"What do you say?" Zhou Xiaolan felt that this fisherman was definitely not very human, so she asked very reverently.

"In the end, national karaoke is still an entertainment software, not a professional song practice software. The angler said.

Zhou Xiaolan thought about it. On the national K song, what is a broken sound brother, what is out of tune, what Chen is not easy, he sings so badly, the tune is not accurate, but he can actually get 3 S. It's outrageous to think about.

"Then how do you practice singing?" Zhou Xiaolan asked.

"Of course, you have to practice professionally. The fisherman said, "Your dad said that your band is a grass stage group, but he is not wrong. Isn't your band not about vocal practice, as long as you can sing, right?"

Zhou Xiaolan nodded, "Yes, as long as you can sing and the high notes can roar, anyone can sing." ”

"The country band, that's it. The fisherman said, "No matter how well you sing, no one will appreciate it." What they want is just a lively scene. ”

The family objected to her going to the band, and Zhou Xiaolan was still very resistant. But when the fisherman said something, Zhou Xiaolan couldn't refute it.

"Are you...... Music teacher?" Zhou Xiaolan asked the question in her heart.

The angler was noncommittal, "Where do you see that I'm a music teacher?"

"Listen to what you have to say. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"Really. The fisherman said, "I'm a music teacher at XX Middle School, Zhu Chaoyang." ”

"Oh, hello Mr. Zhu. Zhou Xiaolan hurriedly said respectfully.

"It's okay to call me Lao Zhu. Zhu Chaoyang said.

"I have to be Mr. Zhu. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"What is your ideal?" asked Zhu Chaoyang.

"Sing. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"Singing in the band?" Zhu Chaoyang asked.

Zhou Xiaolan nodded, "Then where else can you sing?"

"Your ideals should be a little bigger. Zhu Chaoyang said, "Haven't you ever thought about singing on the stage of CCTV?"

Zhou Xiaolan also thought about singing on the CCTV stage, but it was all a pipe dream. The family also used this meme to mock her mercilessly. Now Mr. Zhu proposes to sing on CCTV again. Could it be that I really have the potential in this area? Zhou Xiaolan pondered, a little skeptical, and a little proud.

"I never dared to think of such a big goal. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"The stage is as big as the heart. Zhu Chaoyang said, "Your heart is too small, you can only work in a country band, and you think it's just your stage." In fact, you are limiting your imagination and suppressing your potential. ”

"Not everyone can board CCTV. Zhou Xiaolan said.

"CCTV has also brought out many grassroots singers. Zhu Chaoyang said.

"Am I that powerful?" asked Zhou Xiaolan.

"Actually, your sound quality is still good. Zhu Chaoyang said, "It's a lack of professional training." If you go through a period of training, not to mention entering CCTV, general satellite TV can be on. ”

Zhu Chaoyang affirmed himself, which made Zhou Xiaolan very fluttering. But where do you go for professional vocal training?