Chapter Twenty-Nine: Talent
Uncle made requests, Lin Piaopiao took out the guitar from the room, thinking that he had to fight for his father in front of his father's friends, so he came to a short section of finger playing, this finger playing rhythm is very fast, and the cooperation of the left and right hands is very demanding, Lin Piaopiao doesn't like to show off his skills too much, but in order to practice his skills, he still specially learned such a difficult finger playing.
Uncle Hu took the lead in applauding as soon as she finished playing: "It's not easy to be young, although I can't play the guitar, but this section is so difficult and the rhythm is so fast, the baby is not wrong to shoot it, the two little hands are so fast, it's amazing." ”
Lin Piaopiao smiled shyly, and when he heard that Uncle Hu didn't teach guitar, he was about to put the guitar back.
Uncle Hu stopped Lin Piaopiao again: "Piaopiao, do you just practice playing, isn't the guitar still an accompaniment instrument?"
Lin Piaopiao stood still, "Well, I can sing, but I haven't studied it, I'm afraid there is no discipline, singing blindly, I'm afraid Uncle Hu will laugh." ”
Dad Lin interjected: "Eh, sit down and sing a paragraph quickly, let your Uncle Hu point out, your Uncle Hu is a professor at the Conservatory of Music!"
Lin Piaopiao sat down again, pressed a few simple chords, and sang a song "Tianya Singer".
This old song was hummed by Lin Piaopiao by chance, and she listened to it many times when she felt good, and she picked up the accompaniment chords, thinking that she was always embarrassed to sing those pop songs in front of Uncle Hu, so she sang this very old song.
Uncle Hu listened solemnly and didn't speak for a long time.
Lin Piaopiao was a little apprehensive, thinking that he couldn't sing, it was hard to hear, and Uncle Hu hadn't figured out how to organize language comments, right?
Dad Lin was also a little uneasy, he felt that his daughter could sing okay, but after all, he was not a professional, looking at Lao Hu's thoughtful face, he was also a little uneasy.
"Lao Hu, look at this ......"
"Lin Datou! I, I strongly recommend that you send Piaopiao to me, I will definitely teach you to my daughter well, you must not say anything disagree, if you fold such a good seedling, I will say that you have no knowledge and no foresight." ”
Dad Lin was stunned when he heard this, "What's the matter, old Hu ......?"
"Alas! I've been teaching for decades, basically I haven't seen such a good voice as Piao Piao, she hasn't learned any music theory, but the sound hasn't run, and her breath is steady, this song is Zhou Xuan's song, what is Zhou Xuan's name?
Lin Piaopiao was stunned when she heard this, thinking that Uncle Hu was really a professional teacher, why did he say this mysteriously, he was a humble and insignificant elementary school scumbag, and what kind of singing talent he had?
Dad Lin also couldn't believe it, no matter how much he loved his own daughter, he still had a little bit of a number in his heart, just an ordinary female doll who didn't look outstanding, and suddenly he was said by an old friend that there is no good in heaven and earth, and he really couldn't accept it.
Uncle Hu talked with Dad Lin for a long time, and finally decided to let Lin Piaopiao go to Uncle Hu's house twice a week, and change it to once a week when the vacation time of the experimental class in the second year of high school was reduced.
When eating, Lin's mother heard about this, and she didn't have any opinions, she always felt that Lin Piaopiao had no specialty, and she went out to compare with those colleagues whose children had learned eighteen kinds of martial arts, and always felt that she hadn't trained her daughter well, this time it's good, and Lao Hu is also professional, she is more relieved, and she can't wait to send Lin Piaopiao there immediately.
Lin Piaopiao dared to say no, he looked well-behaved, and thanked Uncle Hu.
After the meal, Uncle Hu looked at Lin Piaopiao again with satisfaction, thinking that it was too worthwhile to have a rare good seedling student for a meal.
After Uncle Hu left, Dad Lin's excitement had not subsided, looking at the somewhat tattered guitar, how did he feel that he was not worthy of his golden-like daughter, and waved his hand: "Piao Piao, let's change to a new guitar, you can choose as you like, Dad pays!"
Lin Piaopiao's eyes lit up, she actually knew that her family was not wealthy, and the guitar was a thing, if you want to use a burning stick, you can use it, but if you want something better, tens of thousands of people don't think it's good enough. Lin Piaopiao is also sensible, thinking that this guitar is not unusable, although I usually see many brands of guitars on the Internet, but it is just drooling, and I really don't dare to let my family spend such a big fee for their little hobby.
But from today, everything is different, and Lin's mother also agrees, feeling that her daughter has not learned any serious hobbies since she was a child, and her family has raised a baby daughter like a pig.
Lin Piaopiao was very excited, and he didn't shirk much at the moment, so he took out his mobile phone and showed his father a guitar model he had a fancy for.
Dad Lin, look at it, good guy, what about his monthly salary! But without the slightest hesitation, he immediately made a decision and paid the deposit.
Lin Piaopiao returned to the room with the guitar as if in a dream, but he really didn't expect that his ordinary life would suddenly be marked with a highlight, shining with gold.
Lin Piaopiao discussed with the guitar shop for a while, and bought a customized version of the engraving with her own money, thinking that the new guitar engraved with her name would soon fly into her hand, and she was about to jump out of her heart.
She really wanted to share the good news with He Fang, but He Fang's landline still couldn't get through.
Lin Piaopiao had no choice but to get on the M station account, she saw that in the past few days, her fans had risen to more than 4,000, and there were many small fans who privately messaged her when she would release a new video.
Lin Piaopiao thought that it would be okay to share his good deeds with friends on the Internet, and immediately posted his first news on Station M: "I'm going to buy a new guitar!
After the excitement, Lin Piaopiao did not get so carried away that he forgot the most important thing - homework.
With a deep sigh, Lin Piaopiao took out the exercise book and papers, no matter what, she can't fall behind in her studies, she must be admitted to the university in the capital with He Fang.
Thousands of miles away in a hospital in the capital, He Fang looked at the old man lying on the hospital bed with more breath and less breath, the old man's face was wrinkled like a ravine, his face was gray, and it was difficult to open his eyes.
He sat in front of the hospital bed for several days, and did not speak, and the nurse would never help the old man to take care of him, so he just looked at it coldly.
The doctors and nurses felt strange that this old, middle-aged and young did not look like a family relationship at all.
The old man's condition was getting worse every day, but he just didn't breathe.
Sometimes he feels that he is really cold-blooded, and he has no sympathy for an old man who is dying, and sometimes he feels that this is retribution.