"Winter vacation is going by so fast, school is about to start." Liu Yufan looked at the winter vacation homework he had just completed and said with some emotion.

How long has it been since you did your "homework"? I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to "relive" this memory.

"My handwriting doesn't look like the handwriting of a sixth-grade student, alas, although I have tried to write stroke by stroke, but it is a habit that has been cultivated over the years, and it is not easy to change." Liu Yufan casually flipped through a book of Chinese homework, most of which were repeatedly copied texts. He went to high school and college, and his writing habits have long been fixed, even if he deliberately simulates the words he used when he was a child, he still unconsciously brings the habit when he has time.

"I hope I can pass the test, but it doesn't matter if the teacher asks, it's a big deal to let him read and write. Anyway, with my current level of study, writing this kind of assignment is a pure waste of time. Liu Yufan said with a smile.

"Let's go, son, your daddy's car is all set." The voice of the old mother Chu Qing came from outside the door. This is the last camp in the first semester, and it is also the only one that Liu Yufan can catch up with during the winter vacation, because the school is about to start, and he also has to buy some stationery and the like, of course, it can also be regarded as a "welfare".

"Oh, got it." Liu Yufan neatly packed up his homework, turned over and got off the kang, and walked out the door. In his previous life, he liked to catch up with the big set the most, after all, compared to Dazhai Village, the "prosperous" garrison camp can be regarded as the "paradise" in his heart. However, now that Liu Yufan is a reborn person, after seeing the bustle and prosperity of the big city, the attraction of this garrison camp to him will naturally be greatly reduced. It's just that when I remember the last time I ordered a book with the boss in the bookstore, I still have a little bit of anticipation in my heart.

Of course, Liu Yufan didn't have much hope in his heart. After all, this kind of reference book is so rare that almost no one will read this kind of book except for those who are professionally engaged in music.

"Let's try your luck, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, you will slowly figure it out in the future." Liu Yufan comforted himself like this.

is used to sitting in a car, and suddenly sitting on the primitive "means of transportation" such as a donkey cart really makes Liu Yufan very uncomfortable, to be honest, the speed of this car is a little faster than his own. Fortunately, there are two guys, Liu Jian and Wang Xiaoyong, who are talking along the way, but they are not lonely.

"Xiaofan, have you finished your homework?" Wang Xiaoyong asked.

"I just finished writing it today, what about you."

"It's been written a long time ago, by the way, there are exams at the beginning of the school year, have you read books in the past two days?"

"Oh, I see." Liu Yufan agreed casually, but he thought with some amusement in his heart, not knowing what it was like to answer the sixth-grade test paper.

The Zhuma camp market is still as lively as ever, and when it comes to the market, the three families are separated, Liu Yufan and his father Liu Jianjun first bought some common necessities for home use, and then came to the stall selling stationery. Bought a few notebooks, a few pens and a stationery box. Liu Yufan didn't pick a style, in his eyes, these stationery are all "earthy" and cute, and they are the same wherever they are used.

When he turned around and passed by the Sanwei Book House, Liu Yufan stopped.

"Dad, I'll go in and have a look." Liu Yufan said as he walked towards the bookstore. As a teacher, Liu Jianjun naturally knows that reading more is a good thing for children, and he always buys him some extracurricular reading materials. watched his son walk into the bookstore and followed him in.

There are a few student-looking people in the store who are picking out martial arts novels, and they should be junior high school students.

"Alas, Oe, have you read this book? Wesley's, I just read one, and it's interesting. A tall, thin student said.

"What's Wesley? Martial arts? Another bespectacled student asked, confused.

"No, alas, it's not anything, it should be science fiction, you see, it's definitely good-looking." The tall and thin man said.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Yufan also turned his gaze over. At once, I saw a few Wesley books on the shelves, and the titles of those books were all early works. Liu Yufan also liked to read his books when he was in school, and he read almost every one.

"I didn't expect it to be here." Liu Yufan looked at the titles of those books and felt a very cordial feeling in his heart. But since he has read it all, he naturally won't go to see it again, Liu Yufan's eyes swept to the boss who was sitting in the corner reading a book, and walked straight over.

"Boss, read a book." Liu Yufan walked over and said hello.

"Well, have you picked it?" Zhao San'er raised his head and looked at the child in front of him, but there was no book in his hand. He didn't remember Liu Yufan, after all, more than 20 days had passed, and there were so many people in the bookstore every day, and Liu Yufan, who had just met once, had no impression in his heart.

"No, by the way, boss, I asked you to help me keep an eye on a book a year ago, how about it." Liu Yufan asked.

"Into the book? What's your name? Zhao San'er asked, then took the crumpled little notebook and turned it page by page.

"Xiaofan, what book have you ordered here? Is it an exercise book? When Liu Jianjun heard his son's words, he also asked a little strangely.

"No, it's a reference book." Liu Yufan replied casually, and then said to the boss, "I told you about the twenty-eighth episode of Layue a year ago, and the book is called "Fundamentals of Music Theory". ”

"Oh, the book." As soon as Zhao San'er heard Liu Yufan mention the title of the book, he reacted. It's just because the title of this book is so special, and this book is also quite interesting, and it was given away for free.

"What? Have it? Hearing the shopkeeper talk about it, Liu Yufan's face also flashed a hint of expectation, although he didn't report much hope, but if there was, it would naturally be the best.

"Yes, yes! Don't tell me, I really want to find this book for you. Hey. Zhao San'er said, then took out a book from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Liu Yufan. When he was here, he turned a few pages out of curiosity, but although he knew the words, he was confused about what it said. What pitch, interval, chord, and some strange tadpole-like symbols, he muttered to himself, "What kind of thing is this, is it for people to see?" ”

Now seeing this little child, he was also curious, and looked at Liu Yufan twice, who was looking at the book seriously, with an undisguised look of surprise in his eyes.

"Can you read it?" Zhao San'er asked with some confusion.

"Huh? What the? Liu Yufan was completely immersed in the joy of getting the book, and didn't hear Zhao San'er's words for a while.

"I said this book, can you understand what is written?" Zhao San'er asked curiously.

At this moment, Liu Jianjun also noticed that the book in his son's hand was not a "workbook", but a strange book. Suddenly asked a little unpleasantly: "Xiaofan, did you order this book?" What do you buy it for? ”

"It's okay, Dad, I'm just watching and playing." Liu Yufan said a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to explain it to his father. However, my father has always been more accustomed to him in terms of buying books, as long as it is not a novel, usually the father who he says he wants to buy can find it for him.

"By the way, boss, how much does this book cost?" Liu Yufan said while looking at the back cover of the book, the price was "0.8 yuan", and he was speechless for a while, this book is really cheap enough.

Unexpectedly, the boss's words surprised Liu Yufan even more, only to see him wave his hand with a smile and say, "Don't need money, I also got this book for free, give it to you." ”

Hearing this, Liu Yufan raised his head a little strangely, looked at the boss and asked, "Don't want money?" For nothing? What's going on? ”

Looking at Liu Yufan's appearance, Zhao San'er couldn't help talking for a long time, and immediately talked about the situation of entering the book, and said with a sigh at the end: "Alas, that old man looks at it, he is really spiritual, like a scientist." ”

Liu Yufan was speechless for a while when he heard the boss's words, there are not many words for countrymen to describe people, probably in the boss's heart, those people with extraordinary temperament and well-dressed clothes are "like scientists".

Hearing that this book actually came like this, Liu Yufan was surprised in his heart, but also sighed at his luck. He vaguely felt that the old man he had never met was probably also a music teacher or something, and he should be the kind of person who loves art and also likes people who love art. Hearing that someone was looking for this book in such a remote place, he immediately gave away his "inventory" for nothing.

Thinking of this stall owner, Liu Yufan sighed again. Nowadays, people's thinking is simple, in fact, even if the stall owner received Liu Yufan's money, he didn't know, but people didn't do it, what was given was given.

"This is an honest businessman." Liu Yufan said in his heart.

"What kind of person would give a book to me who I haven't seen before?" Liu Yufan was puzzled in his heart, and at the same time had some expectations, looking forward to the opportunity to meet the old man last time and say thank you in person.

"By the way, people also said that if you want to find any books in the future, just talk to him." Zhao San'er added another sentence.

"Oh, that's great, this old man is such a good man, by the way, thank you, boss, you have helped me a lot." Liu Yufan thanked.

"Thank you, just bring it back, if you want anything next time, just come to me and remember it." The stall owner waved his hand and smiled.

"Well, that's okay, then I'll go first." said hello to the bookstore owner, and in the incomprehensible gaze of his father Liu Jianjun, Liu Yufan walked out of the bookstore with "Fundamentals of Music Theory" in his arms as if he was holding a baby.

"The foundation of music theory, the foundation of music theory." Holding the book in his arms, Liu Yufan was full of joy as if it was about to crack. Even when I was in college, this book was extremely difficult to find. Although it is only a popular textbook for music theory, it is a textbook that even the Central Conservatory of Music is using, and the systematic surname, correct surname and authoritative surname of the content are incomparable to other music theory books. With this book, it's like having a music dictionary, and if you encounter some simple music theory problems, even if you don't have a teacher around, you can slowly solve them!

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