Time is like water flowing through your hands, no matter how much you try to get it back, it is in vain.

In March in Chengdu, spring flowers bloom and the breeze blows.

Zhao Ya's family of four traveled together to Meihe Park on the outskirts of Rongcheng.

Zhao Yi, who is almost a year old, can already run around the ground, and the little guy can already call his parents, his mother and sister.

Zhao Yi is very cute, he doesn't cry when he falls on the grass in the park, and he rolls excitedly.

Zhao Ya looked at her younger brother, and a strong sense of mission surged in her heart.

For the sake of her loved ones, she must achieve her goal and make the world work for longer.

"Xiaoya, what do you want?" Zheng Peipei approached and asked.

"Mom, is there anything you're afraid of?" Zhao Ya glanced at her mother and asked softly.

"What am I afraid of?" Zheng Peipei frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid of many things, but many times I try not to think about those things I'm afraid of. ”

"I wasn't afraid of anything before, I felt that there was not much difference between life and death in life." Zhao Ya said lightly.

"Xiaoya, this is not a good idea." Zheng Peipei showed a hint of surprise.

"Yes, I don't think so now, I think that although the cycle of life and death is inevitable, it can only be more wonderful when life is alive." Zhao Ya is still thinking about when to launch the formula of Rainbow Dream, so that people in the whole world can have a healthier and longer life.

"Xiaoya, I can have a daughter like you, I am really content in this life." Zheng Peipei gently hugged Zhao Ya and held her in her arms.

"Mom, hug!" Zhao Yi seemed to see the intimacy of Zhao Ya's mother and daughter, and immediately ran over and stretched out his hand to let his mother hug him.

"You're a clever little ghost, you're going to be jealous when you're so young?" Zheng Peipei smiled, then let go of Zhao Ya and hugged Zhao Yi up.

"Xiao Yi is really smart, and he can say that he can run before he is a year old." Zhao Guanguan said with a smile on the side.

He didn't say a word, that is, Zhao Yi was smarter than Zhao Ya when he was a child, but he didn't think that Zhao Yi could really be as talented as his sister.

"Dad, I want Xiao Yi to learn Go too, do you think it's okay?" Zhao Ya asked.

"Of course, when he's older." Zhao Guanguan nodded and responded: "I think Xiao Yi can be enlightened at the age of two." ”

"Okay, I mean, the task of teaching Xiao Yi to learn Go will be handed over to you, Dad." Zhao Ya said with a smile.

"Don't worry, during this time, I have been practicing on the Heizhao chess platform, and the matter of enlightening Xiaoyi is very simple for me." Zhao Guanguan said confidently.

Zhao Guanguan's chess ability has indeed improved greatly now, although he is 108,000 miles worse than his daughter, he has come out of the shadow of Go when he was a child.

At present, he has advanced to the 4.7 level of defensive clumsiness, which is already strong in the amateur 1st dan at this level.

The four of them walked while playing, and after ten minutes, they heard a woman's singing voice in the distance, the voice was very good, and there were not many cappella singing without accompaniment, which could not reach this level.

"Somebody's singing, it's not bad." Zheng Peipei said with a smile.

"It's supposed to be a song practice, and it's rare to practice a song in the park." Zhao Guanguan hugged Zhao Yi, who was already tired, and said.

As the four of them spoke, they walked along the road to the place near the river, and saw a woman in blue, singing loudly towards the river.

The beautiful singing voice came from her singing voice.

"Xiaoya, what do you think of her singing?" Zheng Peipei asked.

"It's good, not much worse than some singers." Zhao Ya nodded, although she didn't know much about singing, she knew by feeling that this person sang well.

"Xiaoya, I think if you want to be a world-class superstar, you must sing well, otherwise acting skills alone are not enough." Zheng Peipei has actually mentioned this kind of thing a few times before, but because her daughter has no talent in singing, she also intends not to say more.

Now that I see someone practicing singing, I can't help but say more.

"Mom, you're right, I'll try." Zhao Ya looked at the woman in blue who was singing affectionately over there, and she also had a little idea of wanting to sing in her heart.

Of course, she still won't sing along, because she can't stand her own singing.

According to the standards of normal people, Zhao Ya's singing voice is really disabled.

Although Zhao Ya has strong language skills, as soon as she opens her mouth to sing, she is a completely incomplete out-of-tune king.

It can't be regarded as out of tune, Zhao Ya's singing voice is mostly in one key, if there is a tune that can be kept in one key, Zhao Ya can sing very well.

Zhao Ya didn't think it was strange about this, in the first two lives, she was completely blind in singing, she didn't listen to a song thirty or fifty times, and she couldn't even remember the words clearly.

Of course, there is no problem with the lyrics of this life, but the tone of the song is Zhao Ya's weakness.

In other words, Zhao Ya seems to lack that kind of singing frequency, if according to the popular saying, God has given you peerless talent, but he always has to give you some shortcomings.

However, Zhao Ya does not believe in God, and if she really believes, she also believes in the true God of the soul in her mind.

When there was spiritual space, Zhao Ya did not learn to sing, because subconsciously did not want to spend energy in this area, and now Zhao Ya wants to take the road of acting and become the world's No. 1 superstar.

If you want to become a goddess with at least 1 billion fans in nine years, then the singing art can't be too bad.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Ya's family finished playing, and on the way home, Zhao Ya went to a piano shop and booked a piano.

In fact, Zhao Ya's musicality is still good, and in her piano lessons, the teacher praised her for her talent more than once.

But there is still a big difference between playing the piano and singing, one is to control the rhythm with your hands, and the other is to control it with your vocal bands.

Only Zhao Ya knows that her sense of rhythm and control are in place, but as soon as the frequency of her vocal cords rises to the height of singing, she is completely uncooperative.

The next day, Zhao Ya began to practice singing in a low voice, but her singing voice was really indecent, Zhao Guanguan and Zheng Peipei could bear it, Zhao Yi, the little guy, didn't give Zhao Ya face, and kept crying and shouting when she heard Zhao Ya's singing.

Thanks to Zhao Yi's sentences that he couldn't finish yet, otherwise he would definitely point to Zhao Ya and say: "The singing is so ugly, I can't stand it anymore." ”

At lunchtime, Zheng Peipei helped Zhao Ya come up with an idea: "Xiaoya, I think you can sign up for a singing class, or hire a singing teacher." ”

"I'll try it myself first, and I'll ask if I need it." Zhao Ya blushed slightly, she was really embarrassed that her singing voice had disturbed her family.

After all, that ugly singing voice really shouldn't come out of her mouth.

"I don't believe it, I can't sing well!" Zhao Ya thought fiercely in her heart.