Chapter 7: Harvest (2)

The fiery sun is reluctant to return home on the hill to the west, and the birds are still flying around, busily making the final preparations for dinner, and instead of bursts of happy laughter, they must be celebrating the sumptuous dinner of the day.

On this wonderful midsummer evening, the crickets and grasshoppers can't wait to start a party, the breeze is a rustling dance, and under the shaking of the heads of the plants in green clothes, all the animals participate in their own way, or echo the sound, or dance and shake their bodies to the beat, everything is so seamless.

In this natural movement, a melodious flute sounded up, sitting on the bluestone on the back mountain, accompanied by the sound of the mountain spring flowing, Ye Luo practiced the recorder again, which is his second major harvest after martial arts in the past year. If you don't listen carefully, it's hard for ordinary people to spot flaws in the sound of the flute.

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After the initial discomfort and boring practice, Ye Luo finally learned to play his first complete piece on the organ.

On that day, Ye Luo took the initiative to stay at school after school for the first time to clean up, just to be able to play the first song he learned in his life again. However, there are also consequences, that is, I arrived at Master Liu's house later than every day, and after being criticized by Master, I stood on the pile more.

Because Liu Zhongguo didn't want Ye Luo to learn music in his heart, but it was hard to say, so he could only squeeze Ye Luo's time every day and let him spend all his time practicing martial arts.

In the second semester of the sixth grade, Ye Luo has reached the point where he can play a score, and conversely, Ye Luo can also draw a corresponding score for a tune that is not too difficult.

But if it wasn't that he was too bored at school, or Mr. Pan didn't teach so wholeheartedly, or the class teacher saw that he was free in his grades, or. In short, it is a combination of factors that make Ye Luo's music.

And Mr. Pan also lent Ye Luo the books he was learning such as vocal music, music theory and composition, etc., whether Ye Luo could understand it or not, and whether he could understand it after reading it, it was not his concern, he just looked at Ye Luo's comprehension against the sky, and saw that he was happy to hunt his heart, so let him understand it in advance and broaden his horizons.

However, one day, when the music teacher went to the instrument room to see his proud disciple, he was still shocked by Ye Luo's amazing talent.

"Su Mei outlines the swing words, the north wind dragon turns Dan

The peony painted by the bird on the screen is just like your makeup

I know what is going on through the window

Half of the wrinkled ruler on the rice paper

The picture of the maid rendered in oil color was privately hidden

And your smile is like a bud waiting to be released

...

The sky is waiting for smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you

The moonlight was salvaged to cover up the ending

Such as the hand-me-down blue and white porcelain in the smile of a beautiful glance alone

...”

This is what he heard Ye Luo play and sing by himself, and he was shocked, and the words of praise were baskets and baskets, and he couldn't stop.

Ye Luo was very smug at first, but later he felt very ashamed that his plagiarism was praised by his teacher.

But there is no way to push this unborn word to others, after all, it is 1996, and the little king of Asia, Zhou Tianwang, has not yet debuted.

The current mainland music market is also a number of people such as Na Jie, Sun Yue, Cai Guoqing, etc. A person like Mr. Pan, who is very concerned about music, can't hide it from him even if he is a little troubled, so Ye Luo twisted and put the halo of this plagiarized holy song on his head.

I don't know how Mr. Fang Wenshan will feel after writing this poem in the future, and he will feel after discovering that he has been taken by others, but fortunately, he is an inexhaustible thesaurus, and maybe he will write better words when stimulated, after all, there is pressure to be motivated, Ye Luo comforted himself in private to escape the torment of shame.

After that, Ye Luo went from active to passive learning, and every day in self-study class, he would be taken to the instrument room by Mr. Pan to learn, according to Mr. Pan's words: I can't let such a good seedling be wasted in my hands!

Speaking of Mr. Pan, Ye Luo knew that he was a person who really loved music, and the school song of Ye Luo's primary school was completed by himself, and he remembered that he was stunned to finish his master's degree in music by himself, went to the provincial city of Fengtian, and went to a good university to be a music teacher.

Although Ye Luo often explained that the song was his own momentary inspiration, Mr. Pan often asked him to try to write it again, and after a long time, he didn't see the words that were amazing and eye-catching, so he believed the reason given by Ye Luo.

But he always shook his head and sighed, sighing that a music king flashed before his eyes like a meteor.

Fortunately, he didn't give up, but attributed the reason to Ye Luo's young age and lack of knowledge, and he still believed that Ye Luo's gold would shine again.

So he poured all his knowledge into Ye Luo's head, because seeing that Ye Luo was about to graduate, and there were fewer and fewer opportunities to get along, so he could polish Ye Luo more in the last time, which made him burst out of the biggest excitement in his teaching career.

There is pressure and motivation, and the result is obvious, Ye Luo also learned musical instruments such as the flute, and because of the long time of practicing martial arts, Ye Luo has that terrifying lung capacity, which makes him like a fish in water in the study of this kind of instrument.

"Ye Luo, you have to prepare a few more programs for the graduation party"

The head teacher's words were an order to Ye Luo, after all, without his permission and blowing the wind on the side, Ye Luo would not have been able to enter Teacher Pan's mountain gate so smoothly.

Although it is a rural primary school, although the sparrow is small, the five organs are still complete, and the graduation ceremony started as scheduled, Ye Luo played and sang "My Chinese Heart" by himself, and played a song "Liang Zhu", which shocked the entire campus.

It turns out that although Ye Luo can't talk about the incomplete five tones, he doesn't have the same magnetism as he does now, and he doesn't know if the high fever burned the excess part of the throat belt, he really gave up after thinking about this problem, anyway, he benefited, the reason, there is no need to investigate.

Although Ye Luo's classmates knew that he was studying music, they never imagined that he would reach this level. Just seriously, it's just from the perspective of ordinary people.

Ye Luo knew that his current level was not his teacher's opponent. Based on this, Mr. Pan always warned him to guard against arrogance and rashness, to practice from time to time, and not to waste his rare talent.

Well, what Mr. Pan is most obsessed with is that he hopes that Ye Luo can become a person who has stepped into the music palace, at least it will prove that his efforts have a high return. Later, it turned out that he succeeded.

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"Brother Luo, your flute has been found, play a song for me!"

Before anyone heard his voice, as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he was entangled by Ye Bing, a witch, and Ye Luo immediately felt a whirlwind.

There is a reason for this, once Ye Bing asked him to accompany the dragonfly, Ye Luo was really apprehensive about her terrifying combat power, so he said that he played a tune for her, and praised how good his tune was.

The final result was that Ye Luo dug a pit and buried himself by himself, he was lucky to avoid catching dragonflies, but he neglected Ye Bing's demonic side.

Since listening to it once, Ye Bing pestered him every day to play tunes, and if he didn't blow it, he would cry, and he didn't dare to refute it, otherwise he would fall into a piece of saliva, and even her mother would become the party besieging him.

Blowing a line is okay for an hour, but Ye Bing asked him to blow a song for a day, and he didn't let it stop, Ye Luo had the heart to die, and quietly slapped his mouth, he owed it too much!

couldn't beat Ye Bing, the little witch, so Ye Luo hid his flute and said that he had lost it. This is the only way to get rid of the hellish life, so practicing on the mountain is not Ye Luo's stinky fart to find artistic conception and pretend to be a model, but he is really afraid of being seen by this goblin. It's a pity that my luck is so bad, so coincidentally I was bumped into by her again.

"My brother is going to eat, and after the meal, it gets dark and I can't see the flute, so I won't blow it today?"

Ye Luo discussed in a low voice.

"Well, okay, but you can't run away tomorrow, you have to blow it for a day!"

Touching his little head, Ye Bing gave an ultimatum, to which Ye Luo could only express the attitude of the slave to obey the order.

"Ahh

Hitting his head against the door frame, Ye Luo shuddered when he thought of tomorrow's day trip to the underworld.

"What are you crazy again, go into the house to eat!"

Ye Luo's mother, Skullcap, shouted in the house.

"Oh, got it, right away!"

Ye Luo walked into the house listlessly.

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