That night, Justin had insomnia.

He passively broke the habit of "having to go to bed before half past nine" that his parents had given him, and instead tossed and turned in bed until more than two o'clock in the morning.

He was terrified of this, and he didn't know what his father would do to him if he knew that he stayed up so late.

For many years, they have hoped that he will follow the path they have set, set a rigorous study plan for him, enrich him with various means, and train him as an elite in the future.

They firmly believe that elites can be cultivated, and that if you don't advance in life, you will retreat, which is nothing to discuss.

They want him to be more productive than them - they are good enough, they are good enough, they are studying in Singapore, and after returning to China, they are introduced as returnees with high salaries, enjoy government subsidies, and are respected by most people, and can rent a large flat floor of 180 square meters on the top floor of a community like the Rose Garden with an excellent view.

However, suspicion is like an opening in the embankment on a rainy day, and water keeps seeping in.

From that day on, he began to consciously try to make small changes, such as putting away that confident smile, or deliberately answering questions incorrectly in class to make himself look "stupid".

He was surprised to find that this method worked.

Sure enough, some of the classmates had stopped pretending that he was air when they approached him.

He was very happy, tried to change a little more, and even deliberately released water during the quiz to make himself appear less omnipotent and so good.

It's just that in this way, the students are happy, but the teachers are not happy.

The head teacher, Mr. Hong, wondered if there was something wrong with him, or something wrong with his family, that would lead to such a test result. In her judgment, Justin's abilities would have completely covered those questions, and these mistakes were simply too low-level.

Puzzled, she writes a heartfelt email to Justin's parents.

After reading the email, his parents were shocked again.

One night, they called Justin into the living room and had a very serious conversation with him.

On the one hand, they tricked him (to buy him electronic products as gifts for the first place in the class next time), and on the other hand, they threatened him (if he didn't study hard in the fifth grade, he would not have the opportunity to study, and he would have to deliver food in the future), begging him to concentrate and not be disturbed by any external things, so that he could regain his learning state.

Talking about this, Justin has made it completely clear that parents are inherently incapable of communicating and communicating.

Their desire for their children to succeed overshadows everything. He was a sensible child. In order not to make his parents sad, he decided to continue to play the role they were looking forward to, get good grades, and become that excellent student again.

It's just that he doesn't trust success anymore in his heart.

That changed one day this summer vacation.

One weekend, my parents went out to see a piano concert by a maestro, and when they came back, they suddenly had a strong curiosity about music. Especially moms.

She remembered the years when she was chasing stars. For some reason, she decided to add an extracurricular music class to Justin - which was unprecedented, you know, the previous interest classes were all related to science and engineering.

She heard someone talk in the group of mothers or expectant mothers in the community that there was a piano teacher in the community who usually taught at home, so she took Justin to the door.

On the first day of trial classes, Justin was very nervous.

It was at that moment that he realized that he was incomplete and had no sense of music.

But after one lesson, he fell in love with piano lessons. On the one hand, you can stay away from your mother here (Ge Yan sent him over and went back), and on the other hand, this young piano teacher named Jin Can is really nice, soft-spoken, and does not put any pressure on him.

That initial tension quickly faded and was replaced by relaxation.

In the sound of the clear keys, he felt very comfortable in this room that exuded a faint fragrance.

Here, he can finally stop obeying his parents' rules, and the whole person is completely relaxed.

Every time he went to class after that, it was his happy time.

And that's not all.

After class, my mother always let him go home by himself because she was afraid of trouble, so she had a little time to move freely. The short journey home alone also brought him endless freedom and joy.

One day, he was playing the piano and encountered a few syllables that he always played wrong, so Mr. Jin asked him to stand up and demonstrate again. Above the piano is a split window. While Mr. Jin was playing and explaining, his eyes were attracted by the scenery outside the window.

A tall, thin girl was standing outside the window under a tree, standing still, as if listening to music. At her feet, several puppies were entwined with each other, rolling and playing on the ground.

He was fascinated by her, and couldn't figure out why. The girl was like the first light in his life, shining on the lonely little beast in his heart, causing it to lift its head in the darkness.

"Justin!"

With a shout from Teacher Jin, he came to his senses and his face was full of embarrassment.

"What are you looking at?"

"No, nothing."

"Did you listen to my lectures?"

Seeing that Justin didn't speak, Mr. Jin also stood up, and then followed his eyes and looked out the window.

She saw the girl at a glance.

Then she made a startling move: she left the piano and walked towards the door.

Soon, she walked up to the girl and said something to the latter.

Justin noticed that the girl looked a little nervous and blushing, but she was also more cute.

Then, something incredible happened.

The girl tied the dog to a tree and followed Mr. Kim in.

They went into the house and came to him. He was so flustered that he didn't dare to look at the girl at all, as if just one glance would reveal the secret in his heart.

"Justin, this is Li Weiwei. Pico, this is Justin. From now on, you will be classmates. ”

Schoolmate? What do you mean? Justin was completely stunned, completely unsure of what to say.

"Teacher Jin," Li Weiwei was also flustered, "I, I can't afford to pay the tuition." ”

"It doesn't matter. Actually, it's not once or twice that I've seen you listening to the piano outside. Remember that question I just asked you? ”

Li Wei nodded without hesitation.

"I'll ask again, do you really want to learn piano?"

"Yes."

"That's fine. I'm at home every day anyway, you come to me whenever you're free, and I'll teach you. ”

"But the tuition fee ......"

Mr. Jin didn't say anything, but sat back on the piano chair and let his fingers fly on the keys.

Later that day, Li Weiwei and Justin began to learn piano with Mr. Jin together.

Justin's lack of artistic cells, coupled with excitement, is full of mistakes every time.

But he was happy.

The boy, who was not yet twelve years old, stood next to Li Weiwei every time, smelling the scent of lemon-scented shampoo wafting from her, and his heart was confused.