There are all kinds of photos, there are all kinds of them, there are those by the sea, in the Forbidden City, on the Great Wall, in the West Lake, etc....., there are many places in the country, the only thing in common is that there is the same man in every photo in it, it doesn't matter if it's a man, the important thing is, how can this man be so similar to my dad?

I took a closer look at it a few more times, except that it was younger and more handsome, this was simply a copy of my dad, or rather, this was my dad! Because I saw a place above that no one else could have noticed, my dad had a shallow scar on his neck, and some of these photos were taken at the beach.

Since this is the case, then it proves that Tianlunhai is not empty words, but really has a factual basis. So? Why did my father hide it from me and never let me know? Why didn't he ever tell me? What exactly is he hiding?

All these doubts became confusing in my mind again, and I silently made up my mind to pay attention, and I must make a phone call to ask for clarification when I go back in the evening, there is definitely something hidden in this that I don't know.

The music outside also stopped, and Zhao Qingwan and Aunt Tian walked in. When she saw me staring at the picture on the wall, her eyes suddenly twitched violently, and then she regained her composure.

"Aunt Tian, is this .......?" I couldn't help but ask, and though I didn't say it, I think she understood what I meant.

"You're right, the person in the photo is him, or rather, your dad!"

"Then why do you have so many pictures of my dad here? And my dad didn't seem to be the obscure father he is now, earning money to support his family? Why do you guy..."

"Don't ask, I know you'll have a lot of doubts when you hear this, but I can't answer it for you, if you really want to know, go back and ask your dad!" He will tell you all the things you want to know, and you just have to remember that you are his only son, and he will not harm you in any way. ”

Her eyes were calm, so calm that I believed her when I looked at her. Without further dwelling on the subject, I followed her into a room full of books, which seemed to be a study, but the books in it seemed to be related to music, and from a long distance I found that the shelf in the center was filled with basically beautifully decorated books, one of which was written on it, the origin of ballads.

"You should also know that I am a folk songwriter and a folk singer, and folk songs are the soul of my songs. I see that the songs you sing seem to be quite lyrical, so since it's almost like this, I'll give you a good talk about how to be a successful singer. ”

"You play a song for me first, and I'll see your characteristics and then give you special guidance." Of course, I will not refuse this request she made, and everyone wants to be guided by their seniors, of course, in order to use the vision and experience of their predecessors to avoid detours.

I casually sang one of the most memorable lyrical songs I remembered, the station. Because the guitar is also a sustenance for the soul of my songs, I naturally still play and sing on the guitar. The thick and long style is the characteristic of this song, and the plot is even more tear-jerking, I think the highest level of singing is to be able to sing and cry, the first time I heard a wandering singer sing this song, I really cried, so I was impressed.

"Lovers hugging each other outside the car window, still unable to leave; Suddenly the whistle sounded, and the girl's eyes were full of anxiety; Unconsciously it began to rain, on the platform at dusk; She finally got on the train, but kept looking out the window.

As the train slowly moved past the blue platform, I saw her sad face, so pale. As the rain knocked on the car window, her tears remained...."

Singing and singing, I suddenly heard a low sob, I was suddenly stunned, it couldn't be Zhao Qingwan deliberately, I want to show that I sing well, but I know my own level, I don't have the ability to tear people, isn't this self-defeating, just wanted to give her a look, and looked up to see that it was indeed Aunt Tian sobbing in a low voice.

"Uh... What's going on? The plot is not right, right? "Could it be that she was moved by me, but then I threw this boundless thought out of my mind, which is impossible!

Turned her head and glanced at Zhao Qingwan who was standing next to her, and found that she also had a surprised expression, her mouth opened wide as if she had seen some incredible picture, and she probably didn't understand it like me, but her next sentence made me understand why.

"The way you sing this song is exactly the same as your father's back then, with a similar body, demeanor, and even a similar voice." Aunt Tian turned her face to the side, then quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, turned around again, and grabbed my shoulders with her hands, with a rarely complicated expression.

"Is my dad good at singing, too? Didn't he say he didn't know how to do it? My eyes widened, and I silently slandered in my heart: Okay, dad, how much else are you hiding from me?

Until dusk, we stayed at home in the Celestial Wheel Sea. An afternoon passed quickly, and here I solved a lot of musical doubts, learned a lot, but brought more other doubts, I feel that there must be a lot of stories in this, between my dad and Aunt Tian, I don't believe it's just a simple understanding.

"Qingwan, do you think there's anything wrong with your teacher today?"

"Yes, in fact, I felt that the teacher was a little wrong yesterday, and today I confirmed it. Do you know? This is the first time I have seen a teacher so emotional. Yes, for the first time. ”

Do you know why your teacher doesn't sing anymore? I always felt like there must be a story in this! It's not that she can't sing, but why is she like that? is willing to be just an obscure university professor.

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