Public opinion in the outside world is surging, but Lin Qihua is not lost in it, he knows that his performance that night has too many accidents, and it is almost impossible to let himself do it again, and, most importantly, the wonderful song is not really created by himself, when can he create a song of this level, he has this qualification to be proud, now, it is better to keep a low profile, the more praise, the more low-key, not fluttering, this period of time, Lin Qihua has learned this mentality, in addition to his own experience, he has also learned too many things in his mind, so that he can keep a clear head。 Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The next day, Shen Manni flew back to Yanjing with the group, while Lin Qihua flew back to Jiangzhou alone, because his father's birthday came, and as an only child, Lin Qihua didn't feel that he should not go home under the pretext of being busy with work.

Father Lin Yilun's birthday is very low-key, just a family of three had a meal at home, and did not make a big splash, but Lin Yilun was unusually happy, with a smile on his face, because of this year's birthday, his wife and son are by his side, and more importantly, his son's career has improved, which makes him feel very relieved.

"Your game, we follow every issue, it's good. Lin Yilun laughed heartily.

"Yes, when the time comes, we will sit in front of the TV on time and watch it, and after the game, your dad will find all kinds of comments, and we can have fun for a week. Mother laughed.

"Who makes you cry every time you watch it?" Lin Yilun retorted.

"I am moved, which shows that Xiaohua's performance is very good, touching with emotion, and doing a good job. ”

"Yes, yes," Lin Yilun smiled, "Actually, we didn't expect you to be able to appear on this stage, and you played so well, whether it was a song or a stage performance, it was great, and your parents were proud of you." ”

"Thank you, Mom and Dad. Lin Qihua is very happy to be appreciated by his parents, and he is happier than the praise outside, "I have experienced a lot, I think a lot, I have some inspiration, and the songs I create will not moan without illness, and it will not be wrong to take the route that is related to reality and take the path that touches people." ”

"Of course. In fact, everyone knows that Chinese music is good, elegant, and likes to appreciate, but it is not suitable for listening to it every day, occasionally hearing it in film and television dramas or games, it will be very appropriate, but the Walkman is not suitable, this is the hard wound of Chinese music, spring and snow, not as close to the people's life as the upper and lower riba people." ”

Lin Qihua knows that his mother has always been worried about this matter, but this is also something that can't be helped, pop music is rooted in ordinary people, so it is more accepted by the public, Chinese music is too classical, and it is divorced from people's lives.

"Chinese music is ancient pop music, there is really no way about this, but the Chinese people still like it very much, and it does not conflict with pop music, but the occasion is different. That's all he could comfort.

"Perhaps. ”

Seeing that his mother's mood was a little low, Lin Qihua took out the gifts he had prepared from the room, one was a birthday gift he prepared for his father, an ancient book, which Lin Qihua stumbled upon in a used bookstore in Xiangzhou, thinking that his father liked such things, so he bought it.

Although it is not a precious ancient book, just buy a book is a rare book, a unique book, so the bloody plot did not happen to Lin Qihua, but his father is still very happy, he loves books all his life, Lin Qihua likes it, and he is in his favor.

The second gift is a gift for parents, two of the latest smart terminals.

Lin Qihua took out the terminal and said, "This is a new holographic call terminal, through this, you can talk to me anytime and anywhere, no different from talking face-to-face." ”

"This feature is good. "When the mother heard that she could talk face-to-face with her son, she liked it, they all knew that this kind of terminal was very expensive, but since her son bought it, he was filial piety, and then accused him of spending money indiscriminately, so why bother?

"I've also prepared a gift and put it in your study. Mother laughed too.

"Come on, hurry up and open the gifts. Lin Qihua dragged his parents into the study, he was very curious about the gifts prepared by his mother.

"This kid. Mother smiled and followed.

Father's study is a very typical ancient study layout, in the middle is a long desk, along the wall placed several bookshelves, which are full of books, on the back wall, hanging a famous painting painted by a famous Qing Dynasty master, on the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete, the whole study, are filled with the fragrance of pen and ink.

"I miss this smell so much. Lin Qihua took a deep breath and reveled.

"Haha, you weren't like that when you were a kid. My father smiled with relief.

"That's right, at that time, I was forced by your father to read books and practice calligraphy, and during the summer and winter vacations, I either spent time in this room or in my musical instrument room, and now that I think about it, I didn't let you have a complete childhood. The mother was a little sad, and it seemed that the little boy was crying and practicing calligraphy again.

"Isn't it still young?" Lin Qihua put his arm around his mother's shoulders and smiled, "When I was a child, I was ignorant, playful, and resistant, but since the first time I performed on stage, I liked these things, and then I didn't do it." Now that I think about it, when I was a child, your persistence allowed me to accumulate valuable knowledge and have things that others did not have, I should thank you for your persistence at the beginning, if you want to be different from others, you must pay the effort that others can't pay, yes, I don't have the playtime of ordinary people's childhood, but here is my childhood, compared to others, such a childhood, maybe more meaningful. Today, although I am not as rich as my father, nor as gorgeous as my mother, but I am proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and various musical instruments, and I can smile at everything, isn't it the foundation laid when I was a child?"

"Well said. My father stroked his palms and smiled, "Now I really don't talk about the things that have been cultivated since childhood, but, elite children, from ancient times to the present, which one has not been strictly cultivated since childhood? I am glad that you have such an understanding, although you did not follow the path of me and your mother, but the principle is the same, I believe that the reading career since childhood, so that you can calmly face the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, and you can give full play to your musical talents, and you will not be blinded by the glitz of the entertainment industry." ”

"Okay, stop boasting. The mother gave them a blank look, picked up her gift from the bookshelf next to her, and placed it on the desk in the middle.

When I opened it, it was an ordinary vase.

"Is it it?" my father's eyes lit up, and after a careful look at it, he said with some emotion, "After so many years, do you still remember?"

"It's also a coincidence. Mother said with a smile, her eyes were as gentle as water, "Didn't I go there to perform last time, I revisited the old place, so I thought about going for a walk, but I saw this there and bought it." ”

"It's really heartfelt, this gift, I like it very much. Lin Yilun gently stroked the bottle full of patterns, and his tone was rare and gentle.

His mother didn't say anything, just stood quietly beside him.

For a moment, there was a unique smell in the air.

"There's a story. Lin Qihua keenly noticed this and interrupted the nostalgia of the two, "Is there any story about this vase?"

"What do you say?" said my father and mother smiled at each other, "the vase is not an antique, but a special piece of porcelain with a unique logo on it, so I recognized it immediately, and speaking of which, it is still my matchmaker with your mother." ”

"Matchmaker?" Lin Qihua asked excitedly, he had never heard of his parents' story and was very interested.

"Yes," my mother recalled with emotion, "Thirty years ago, in that small town, it was raining lightly in the sky, and my mother was performing there, and she saw this vase in an antique shop, and she thought it was so special, and she admired it for a while, and it just so happened that your father also came over and admired it in front of this vase, and that was the first time we met." ”

"Actually, I walked over on purpose," said my father, blushing slightly, "I didn't look at this vase at the time, but I found that there was a woman in front of this vase that made my heart pound, so I pretended to admire this vase and walked over to talk to you." ”

"High. Lin Qihua gave a thumbs up to his father, "Be brave and strategic." ”

"Yes?" said the mother's face as usual, "I guessed it at the time, but what was it? You were gentle and elegant, knowledgeable, and excellent in conversation, and I was like a deer." ”

"Haha, as soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless people in the world, talented and beautiful, as it is. Lin Qihua stroked his palms and smiled.

"Yes, so it's not an exaggeration to say that this vase is our matchmaker," the mother stretched out her hand to caress the smooth bottle, "In the rainy Jiangnan town, your father and I met like this." ”

"What happened later?" Lin Qihua's gossip fire was burning brightly, and he asked.

"Later," Lin Yilun said with a smile, "Later, I found the performance orchestra they belonged to, accompanied her to the end of all the performances, and finally won the favor of the beauty." ”

"So, there is me?" Lin Qihua looked at the ordinary vase, and suddenly felt a strange sense of intimacy.

"Thirty years, the original vase, going around and around, came to our hands again, I have to say that it is the arrangement of fate, thanks to it, let me meet the best you. The father took his mother's hand and said softly.

"Me too," replied softly, the mother bowed her head, "and the moon was there at that time, and I used to shine on the clouds, and thank you for spoiling me for thirty years." ”

Seeing that the two gradually snuggled together, Lin Qihua gently left the study, at this time, it belonged to the two parents.

"It's really a romantic and beautiful love," Lin Qihua was also moved by the story of his parents, "Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son, where will my she meet you?"

That night, Lin Qihua dreamed, the story of his parents, Ma Xiaoqian, Zhao Wanting and other stories and characters all appeared in the dream, as well as the vase full of beauty, and Gu Yuhan's beautiful figure and appearance, together constituted a magnificent dream, time and space change, and the beauty is picturesque.