Today's sunshine is still good, and it is hitting Ding Qingsheng's face, and there are beads of sweat on his quiet little face, he is still holding the guitar, and he appears at the door of the classroom eagerly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Yuan heard Ding Qingsheng's voice and stood up from the stool all of a sudden, she said excitedly, "You are finally here." ”

Facing Fang Yuan's answer, Ding Qingsheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he said with a puzzled face: "Teacher, aren't you going to teach me for free, but it's not been a week yet, and besides, I can already play that tune." ”

Fang Yuan was so happy, she didn't hear Ding Qingsheng's words clearly, it was all because she was too excited, when she heard Ding Qingsheng's question, she suddenly woke up and said, "Teacher always counts when he speaks, you just said that you can play that tune, right?"

Ding Qingsheng nodded vigorously, looking at Fang Yuan with an undoubted look, for Ding Qingsheng's words, Fang Fang only felt funny, how could a little hairy child with no guitar foundation play that song in just three days, besides, the students in this classroom were taught by Fang Yuan in person, and no one had played it.

How did Ding Qingsheng, a child who only relies on his ears to argue, do it?

"Children, don't talk big, I think there is still time, you might as well practice for a few more days, why are you in such a hurry to play to my sister?" Fang Fang said very provocatively.

Ding Qingsheng said innocently: "I want the teacher to teach me more about the guitar as soon as possible, so that I can also write and sing songs by myself like Ma Shiyu." ”

"This kid speaks in a very loud tone, and he writes his own songs, so I'm afraid you can't even recognize all the Chinese characters. Fang Fang sneered.

In the face of Fang Fang's ridicule, Ding Qingsheng didn't say anything more, only said lightly: "Actually, I know a lot of Chinese characters, my second uncle bought me a dictionary from a big city, and I look through it every day." ”

Fang Yuan could see that Fang Fang was making fun of Ding Qingsheng, she took over the conversation and said, "Okay, a person as big as you is actually talking to a child, and you are not afraid of other people's jokes." ”

After speaking, Fang Yuan turned his face to look at Ding Qingsheng and said, "Can you really bounce out smoothly with Ma Qu, don't practice for two days anymore?"

Ding Qingsheng shook his head and said: "I don't need to practice anymore, we will have a total of two months in the summer vacation, and I will not be able to learn guitar anymore after the school starts, so I want to try to learn guitar with the teacher as soon as possible." ”

Fang Yuan smiled and nodded, and said, "Okay, you come in first." ”

As he spoke, Fang Yuan stood on the podium and clapped his hands at the students in the audience, motioning for the students to return to their positions and sit down, and only after the classroom was quiet did Fang Yuan speak: " Now I will introduce a new partner to the students, this classmate, it only took three days to play the music I taught you, the most important thing is that you are all taught by me, and he is sitting outside the classroom listening to the sound I play out of the sound groping and playing it himself, in these three days, none of you can play out, but he can already play out, I want to tell you that this is the love of the guitar, you should learn from him. ”

Fang Yuan's words caused a sigh from the students below, and gradually, the voice of dissatisfaction also sounded from the classroom.

"Teacher, he hasn't played yet, how do you know that he can pop up, maybe he's talking big?"

"Teacher Fang, although we have seen him learning guitar outside the classroom in the past few days, I have also heard the sound he plays, it is disorganized, and it is not like the song you taught us at all. ”

"Yes, Mr. Fang, we have been learning guitar with you for a long time, and the basic skills are also very solid, a veteran like us has not learned it yet, how could he play it!"

"It's just, if he can pop up, he's a genius!"

Listening to the sound of discussion in the classroom, Fang Fang, who was standing beside Fang Yuan, couldn't help but express his opinion.

"Sister, you are talking too much, wait a minute, if this kid can't play, won't it be tantamount to slapping yourself in the face? You say, even if you want to win, there is no need to be so anxious, it's too late to wait for him to finish playing." ”

Fang Yuan smiled lightly and said, "I have already got the answer I want from his eyes, he will definitely be able to play that tune." ”

Fang Fang said disdainfully: "Wonderful, really wonderful, what's wrong with this year, I always meet such a wonderful." ”

After speaking, Fang Fang returned to his seat and sat down, silent.

Fang Yuan motioned for Ding Qingsheng to come to the podium, it was inevitable that Ding Qingsheng would be nervous when so many people looked at him, he hugged the guitar and walked to Fang Yuan's side lightly, Fang Yuan said with a smile on his face: "Come, you don't have to be nervous, give them the tunes you have learned, let them see your ability, the teacher believes in you!"

Ding Qingsheng was moved by Fang Yuan's teacher to believe you, he nodded vigorously, sat on the stool, first adjusted the sound quality of the guitar according to his habits, and soon began to play.

When the soft music flowed out of the guitar, there was an immediate commotion in the classroom, seeing Ding Qingsheng's skillful playing, Fang Fang couldn't help but open her mouth wide, looking at Ding Qingsheng with an incredible face, she couldn't believe that in just three days, without anyone to teach, an eight or nine-year-old child could actually play such a difficult song so perfectly through his own comprehension, it was amazing!

Could it be that he really has to be a legendary musical genius?

After a song, the classroom erupted in thunderous applause, and this applause lasted for a long time, Fang Fang couldn't help but get up from her seat, slowly came to Ding Qingsheng, and said with a look of surprise: "Little friend, tell me, how did you do it?"

Ding Qingsheng stretched out his hand and scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "I can't say it, anyway, as soon as I hear the music, I will unconsciously find this corresponding note on the guitar." ”

"Genius, really genius!" Fang Fang couldn't help but exclaim.

Fang Yuan tugged at Fang Fang's arm who was excited, and said softly, "Okay, don't go too far, the students are all watching." ”

Only then did Fang realize her gaffe, and she hurriedly stuck out her tongue mischievously and sat back in her place.

Ding Qingsheng took the time to say to Fang Yuan: "Teacher, can you teach me the guitar for free this time?"

Fang Yuan looked at Ding Qingsheng's innocent look, reached out and touched his head, and said softly: "Of course, the teacher always counts when he speaks, from today onwards, you will be my student." ”

It was the best day for Ding Qingsheng, and he finally achieved what he dreamed of through his own efforts.

At the end of the day, he learned a lot of things that he had never been exposed to, and it also strengthened his dream of becoming a singer, but he was too young, and there were some things he didn't understand, and there were countless difficulties that he needed to face and solve if he wanted to really turn his dream into reality.

Under Fang Yuan's careful guidance, Ding Qingsheng's guitar learning is in full swing, and his skills are slowly refined in the passage of time. The word superb was said by Fang Yuan, in Fang Yuan's opinion, Ding Qingsheng is a musical genius, what others need three or five days or even longer to do, Ding Qingsheng only needs one day to complete, which also makes Fang Yuan very pleased, for Ding Qingsheng's life experience, Fang Yuan also has a general understanding in this month's time, she sympathizes with Ding Qingsheng from the bottom of her heart, and wants to help Ding Qingsheng many times, but with her understanding of Ding Qingsheng, presumably Ding Qingsheng will not easily accept her charity.

This is also the reason why Fang Yuan has not spoken for a long time, she is looking for a suitable opportunity, through a suitable method, to express her suitable long-cherished wish to Ding Qingsheng.

On this day, Ding Qingsheng appeared at the door of the classroom with his guitar in his arms again, Fang Yuan already knew Ding Qingsheng's time, so she opened the door of the classroom for Ding Qingsheng early, and at this time she was sitting in a chair on the podium playing the guitar.

"Teacher Fang, morning!" Ding Qingsheng greeted Fang Yuan very politely.

Fang Yuan stopped the guitar he was playing with and said with a smile, "Morning." ”

Ding Qingsheng didn't rush back to his seat, he wiped the sweat on his forehead casually and said, "Teacher, I have a question for you." ”

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment and said with a casual smile, "What's wrong with you?"

Ding Qingsheng thought for a while and said, "Teacher Fang, I can use the guitar very proficiently now, so I want to write songs, can you teach me to write songs?"

"Writing songs?" Fang Yuan muttered, Fang Yuan is no stranger to writing songs, in his music career, Fang Yuan has also tried to write lyrics, in fact, generally speaking, lyrics are not difficult to write, as long as you present the meaning and emotions you want to express in the form of lyrics, but the only difficult place is to compose music, the few lyrics written by Fang Yuan all died in the composition, and it is precisely because of this that Fang Yuan chose to give up music and return to his hometown to teach guitar.

Fang Yuan didn't want Ding Qingsheng to follow her old path again, but Fang Yuan also wanted to try someone like Ding Qingsheng who was naturally obsessed with music and had a high talent, maybe he could really compose lyrics and sing in one go like Ma Shiyu.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan said solemnly: "Birthday, can you tell me why you want to write songs?"

Ding Qingsheng scratched his head, tilted his head and said: "I want to write a song about missing my father, my father loved me very much when I was very young, but he didn't say goodbye to me and left, I really miss him, every time I hear the song sung by Ma Shiyu, I think of my father even more, now that I have learned the guitar, I want to write a song for my father." ”

Fang Yuan was moved by Ding Qingsheng's words, she stretched out her hand and hugged Ding Qingsheng in her arms, maybe this moment was the opportunity Fang Yuan needed, the words that were suppressed in her heart finally broke out of the cocoon at this moment.

"Celebrate your birthday, you can stay at the teacher's house in the future, so that you don't have to get up so early every day and go from home to here. ”

Ding Qingsheng broke free from Fang Yuan's arms and said solemnly: "Teacher Fang, thank you for your kindness, I can't live in your house, in that case, my second uncle can't see me when he comes home from Liaocheng, and the whole world should look for me." ”

Fang Yuan frowned and said, "Is your second uncle very good to you?"

"Of course, he has always been very good to me, if it weren't for my second uncle who has always taken care of me, maybe I wouldn't have lived to this day. Ding Qingsheng said seriously.

Fang Yuan said with some disbelieving: "If he is so good to you, why doesn't he pick you up every day?"

Ding Qingsheng smiled and said: "My second uncle wants to earn money, he wants to arch us to school, and he also wants to earn money for me to learn guitar, my second uncle's family is not rich, my guitar is made by the second uncle, and his hands are worn out." ”

Fang Yuan sighed lightly and asked, "Then why don't you write a song for your second uncle and write it for your father instead?"

Ding Qingsheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of sadness could be seen in his expression, which was sadness for the person he missed.

Ding Qingsheng sorted out his broken emotions and said: " Because I'm afraid that my dad will never hear the song I sing for him when he goes away, we haven't seen each other for many years, he must be getting farther and farther away from me over the years, and my second uncle will always be by my side, as long as he wants to hear me sing, then I can sing to him anytime and anywhere every day, but my dad can't, he walks too fast, I'm afraid that my singing can't catch up with him, so I want to sing while he hasn't gone too far, just sing it, with my singing voice with him, maybe he will be happier. ”

Ding Qingsheng's words touched the most vulnerable place in Fang Yuan's heart again, her eyes were a little moist, and she even choked up a little when she spoke.

"Okay, birthday, I'll teach you how to write songs. ”

As he spoke, Fang Yuan took out a blank stack of paper from the lectern, picked up a pen casually, and said after sorting out his emotions: " The lyrics, pay attention to concise sentences, easy to understand, so that others can understand the meaning you want to express after reading, of course, but also pay attention to the rhyme, that is, we usually say rhyme, we take Ma Shiyu's thoughts as an example, what she wants to express is to miss a person, and she expressed all her emotions, so that after we listen to her song, it will be clear at a glance, knowing the importance of this person to her, and more importantly, she used her deep emotions to sing this song, which makes people feel distressed and sorry for it, which is the essence of a song。 ”

After speaking, Fang Yuan glanced at Ding Qingsheng, who was a little ignorant, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seemed that Ding Qingsheng was a child, it might be too profound to tell him this, it was beyond his comprehension, maybe he valued Ding Qingsheng too much and wanted to teach him more things.

But Fang Yuan found that she seemed to ignore one point, Ding Qingsheng was a child who didn't know anything about the world, no matter how sensible and obedient he was, there were some things he could only look at from the child's eyes, and there were many internal ingredients that he couldn't touch.

Fang Yuan sighed lightly and said casually: "Qingsheng, maybe you can't understand what I said, but it doesn't matter, you are still young, I don't think it's as good as this, what about the song, you better not write it yet, while there is less than a month left, you can practice playing the guitar well, and strive to achieve another breakthrough in your guitar playing skills, how about it?"

Ding Qingsheng thought for a moment, and then said with a firm look in his eyes: "No, Teacher Fang, maybe I already understand what you said." ”