Tang Jinyu's solo performance was scheduled for the weekend. Teacher Xia made it very formal. She deliberately set up the house. She used an open space in the living room as a small stage, and there were green plants at home. The whole family was dressed neatly and sat there. listen.
Xia Ye was too hot, so he wore a shirt and a vest, and a pair of sweatpants underneath. He was ordered by the parents to go back and change into a pair of trousers.
In the vacant space in the living room, the child wore a set of overalls, a small shirt, and a small gray tie around his neck. He was playing a flute there, his cheeks bulging, and he was playing very hard.
Xia Ye held his chin and listened casually on the side. He felt that the instrument was just like that, and it was enough to play it in tune.
Now a child is standing and playing the flute seriously, it is not as fun as when he was just learning a few weeks ago, sitting on the sofa holding a milk bottle and blowing into the mouth of the bottle.
Xia Ye just happened to be brainwashed by the old ape who sent a few fantasy novels. When the child came to play with him, he fooled his younger brother and lied to him that he had to blow up the milk bottle in order to improve his skills. His father rudely A pat on the back of the head.
Tang Jinyu stood there playing the flute earnestly, with a simple score on the stand next to him. He looked up from time to time, but he didn't know what was going on. He played a small piece of the flute that he was usually quite skilled at wrong. He felt a little guilty, glanced at the sheet music, and then he blew it back on the right track with one breath, and he was able to come back on his own.
When the last note fell, Teacher Xia took the lead in applauding and praised: "Very good, very good, Xiaoyu has a lot of breath!" He said this sincerely, playing the flute requires a lot of air, like blowing a balloon constantly. Even if his children made a small mistake, they turned back on their own, at least they have good physical strength!
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The experts agreed, and the rest immediately began to applaud enthusiastically.
Tang Jinyu blushed a little while standing there and scratched her cheek.
In fact, the flute seems to have a lot of complicated keys, but it is not difficult to play, and the sheet music is also the easiest. His current level is estimated to be - he was selected in the elementary school preliminary round
Thinking of this, the child's self-confidence was boosted.
Xia Ye, who was standing opposite, felt something was wrong. How could he see a little encouragement in Tang Jinyu's eyes? Xia Ye continued to applaud expressionlessly, thinking that the little fool must not know that they were mobilizing the whole family to cheer him up.
At the end of the specific performance on the performance day, Tang Hongjun became the host again and invited two of them to a new western restaurant in the city for dinner.
Today's dinner is to celebrate Teacher Xia's finding a new job. After a few months of recuperation, Teacher Xia found a job in the Children's Palace and taught the children musical instruments on Saturdays and Sundays. He knows a lot of things, and there are almost no musical instruments he can't play. The people who were interviewed at the Children's Palace heard him play three kinds of musical instruments on the spot, and immediately signed the employment contract.
Teacher Xia originally had better choices, but it was easier to come to the Children's Palace, so she could take students at home for two days on weekends. Second, she wanted to take Tang Jinyu out to meet other children. With him, children Not too scared.
When Teacher Xia discussed with Tang Hongjun and his wife, there were also many thanks.
When the adults discussed this, they avoided children, so Tang Jinyu sat there eating steak seriously, and just thought it was a celebration for Teacher Xia, and didn't know it had anything to do with him.
Tang Hongjun was sitting there teaching the two children western food etiquette. When he cut Tang Jinyu, Xia Ye watched carefully. He learned half of the cut, and took the knife and fork in his hand to cut the steak for his brother.
The steak on Tang Jinyu's plate is tender and suitable for children to eat, but beef is still a bit of a burden for him, and he prefers to eat side dishes.
After he finished eating his own, he carefully ate a piece of potato on the edge of Xia Ye's plate while watching Xia Ye.
Xia Ye was busy cutting meat for him and didn't care.
Tang Jinyu ate another small piece of bread.
Xia Ye cut a small piece for him, and fed him a little vanilla butter like Tang Hongjun did. He cut it a bit big, and the child sat there motionless and chewed for a long time, with his cheeks puffed out and no time to eat anything else.
Chen Suling wanted to laugh when she saw it, and asked the restaurant waiter for a camera and took a picture of them together.
Chen Suling held up the camera and said, "Xiaoye, you can cut another piece, no, no, cut the big one that you gave Xiaoyu to eat just now."
Xia Ye: "... I'll cut it smaller next time."
"No, how funny this is!"
Xia Ye had to cut another piece and hold it up. He couldn't help but compare it by holding a photo next to the child's face. It seemed that it was indeed a bit big, and it was hard for his brother to eat it into his mouth just now.
Halfway through the meal, Teacher Xia began to sing along with Tang Hongjun, and began to brag about how good the Children's Palace was.
Tang Jinyu was so immersed in the joy of being fed by her brother that she didn't listen at all.
Tang Hongjun moved closer to his son, with an exaggerated expression: "The Children's Palace is really so good, and children who can play the flute are so popular! Every musical ensemble needs it, right?"
Teacher Xia couldn't help laughing and tried to cooperate with him: "Yes, an ensemble I'm instructing today is looking for flutes, and it's not just them, other orchestras and bands welcome people who can play flute."
Tang Hongjun said excitedly: "Xiaoyu, let's go too, shall we?"
Tang Jinyu: "What?"
Tang Hongjun: "Xiaoyu plays so well, it's a pity that she can only listen to us at home. Let's take a day and go to the Children's Palace to play to other children, okay?"
Tang Jinyu shook her head, he was out of tune today, where is it
Tang Hongjun didn't give up, and said again: "Look, your teacher Xia said that many children over there want you to go, and they lack flute players. You are very popular when you go, and you can meet new friends..."
Only then did Tang Jinyu hear what his father was saying. He looked around at the people around him, his eyes paused on his mother's side, and asked again, "Is Teacher Xia going to the Children's Palace?"
"That's right, that's the Children's Palace!"
"Go then."
Tang Hongjun and Teacher Xia were both very moved. Tang Hongjun felt that his son was too close to him, and he listened to what he said. Teacher Xia felt that this was a sweet little padded jacket. Sure enough, it was right for him to choose the Children's Palace. Listen, as long as he is in the children's palace Just nodded and agreed!
Tang Jinyu continued to eat, and was very satisfied with this arrangement.
His mother is usually too busy, and she has to take time to take care of him every day. She brings her work home to do it on Saturdays and Sundays. Going to the Children's Palace to pay some money can reduce the burden on my mother. It's a good deal!
The children who ate a big mouthful were delighted.
***
Han Yichen wrote several times in succession to be an appointment with Xia Ye, but the time between the two really didn't match.
The younger sister of Han Yichen's family went to the Children's Palace on Saturday, and it happened that Xia Ye would accompany Tang Jinyu to the Children's Palace to participate in the orchestra activities on Sunday. Teacher Xia didn't lie. Teacher Xia chose a little more girl for Tang Jinyu to stay with. After all, girls should be gentle and get along better.
Han Yichen negotiated seriously with his mother for this.
Han Yichen frowned and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to send your sister there? You paid five yuan a day for the pick-up, right? If you don't go, I'll send it by myself."
Han Yichen hurriedly said: "Don't, Mom, I just have some pocket money, don't give it to me!"
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Can't my sister's class be changed to Sunday? I have something to do on Saturday. Mom, good mom, please!"
"Where is there such a good change, she is familiar with the position of the orchestra."
"Just my sister knocking on that broken triangle, what's so familiar with the position? It's different where you go... Mom, don't do it, I'll just say it casually!"
Han Yichen failed again to challenge the authority, but he still didn't give up, and went to his sister again, trying to find a breakthrough here since he was a child.
Didn't expect it to happen this time.
This little girl Han Yixing is very loyal. Her best friend was in the Xiaoluo Horn Band on Sunday, and there was a shortage of a triangular player. Plus her brother was working hard on the side drum, the girl immediately agreed happily.
Han Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally make an appointment with that x next Saturday, and the whole person was inspired.
Xia Ye said before that he would find another opportunity to ask Han Yichen to meet, but he did not expect the opportunity to come so coincidentally that he ran into each other at the gate of the Children's Palace on Sunday.
The last time I took a quick glance at the Internet cafe, I only remembered that the other party was a fair-skinned student, wearing glasses with a lame leg, and a little injury on the bridge of his nose. He looked less mainstream, and he was a violent scholar. This time, I met in front of the Children's Palace. Han Yichen was pushing a pink bicycle. There was a cartoon schoolbag of a beautiful girl in the front basket. There was a children's chair on the back seat. There was a little girl with two braids. Very small, looking around five years old.
The two brothers and sisters have very white skin, the same phoenix eyes, and they even look the same when they raise their brows and quarrel.
Han Yichen pushed his sister away and said impatiently: "I really can't eat it, look at the instructions! Can't read? Who told you not to study hard? You know it when you went to school. Come on, this time my brother will read it to you. —”
Han Yichen ate three or two bites of the crispy noodles in his mouth, and fooled her with the packaging bag.
"Children can't eat it, it hurts in the stomach." There are two words at the end, when the brother's bluntly put together, "toxic."
"Small, small... This is not small!!" The little girl with the braided horns was angry, and the brother and sister started a new round of pinching each other.
Xia Ye, who was standing beside him, gave them a silent look, and then looked at the child he was leading. Tang Jinyu obediently held hands with him, wearing a blue and white uniform issued by the Children's Palace, a short-sleeved shirt and half-knee shorts, a pair of small white socks and small black leather shoes, and even the edges of the socks were folded the same.
Xia Ye thought to himself, it is better to hold this in his own hands.
He tried hard to recall the times when his children said no. It seemed very few. The only times were "don't eat it, give it to my brother", "don't play the harmonica, it will disturb my brother", "don't go, wait for my brother"... Such a string Thinking of it, Xia Ye couldn't help but glance down at the little guy following his legs.
The child misunderstood, thought it was saying goodbye, hugged Xia Ye's leg and waved his hand and went to the Children's Palace Gate, where Teacher Xia was already waiting for him.
On the other side, the noisy Han brothers and sisters also said goodbye.
Han Yixing was carrying a small schoolbag, his mouth pouted and he could hang a small oil bottle: "I don't want you to be a brother!"
Han Yichen sneered: "If you think about it, then, be careful that I won't come to pick you up at night!"
"I'm going to be someone else's sister!"
"I also want to be a brother to other children!"
The little girl ran into the Children's Palace angrily.
Han Yichen spoke loudly, but he kept watching her enter the building before he looked away, put on the bicycle and prepared to go back.
"Han Yichen."
There was a tall boy standing next to him, wearing a mask and calling him, Han Yichen was a little puzzled and stood there without moving.
The other party pulled the mask down a little, hung it on his chin, showing a handsome face, looked at him and asked, "Should I call you 'jackdaw'?"
Han Yichen was so frightened, "Who are you?"
Xia Ye said: "I'm x, the one who brought you into the chat room before."
Han Yichen's face changed, and he lowered his voice with a sullen face: "What do you mean, follow me?"
"No, I happen to be here for something." Xia Ye raised his chin at the Children's Palace.
Han Yichen said vigilantly, "Do you have any accomplices?"
Xia Ye thought for a while, "You can say that if you have to. It's not an accomplice, but you have to call your uncle in terms of seniority."
The author has something to say: Memoirs of a small theater:
x: I can find you.
Xiao Han: Come on~ you can find me and call you Dad!
Then one day in the Children's Palace - Xiaoyu, suddenly promoted to seniority~