Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 13 Huagu is waiting for you at home
After listening to his daughter's explanation, Beiyuan Xianren was stunned for a moment, and asked again in disbelief.

"I didn't go to college after graduation?"

"Yes! Sister Qinyin said that my father obviously got the admission letter from Dongyi, but I don't know why, but he gave up his studies at the last moment and entered social work after graduating from high school."

Beiyuan Xianren slowly tightened his eyebrows, which was very wrong.

According to his plan, he is absolutely determined to go to college. If an ordinary high school student does not go to college, does not have a skill, has no family capital to support entrepreneurship, and is not good at eloquence, he cannot do sales, then after graduation, he basically can only Go to restaurants and other service industries to work, or deliver food, and earn money by hard work.

Beiyuan sages hold on to their musical expertise in their previous life. Even if they don't go to college, they can still be a musician. But a music teacher from a higher art college or a music teacher with a high school education, which one is more competitive and which earns more money, it is clear at a glance. It is the core driving force for his determination to go to college.

Weird, utterly strange.

Beiyuan Huagu looked at his father worriedly and poured a glass of warm water.

"Future dad, it is very likely that he encountered something in the remaining two years of high school, so he gave up on further studies."

"If you can find out the incident that made Dad give up his studies and prevent it from happening, Dad's future destiny will be able to take a completely different path, and only then can he find an opportunity to break the gravity of fate."

Beiyuan Huagu paused, and slowly showed a regretful expression.

"But Huagu didn't know the specific experience of my father's high school days. Sister Qinyin confided some intermittently, but Huagu was still very young at that time and could not remember clearly."

"But Huagu will try hard to recall."

Beiyuan Xianren glanced at the clock, it was ten o'clock at night.

"Go to bed earlier, I'll talk about these things later."

Kitahara Flower Valley nodded slightly.

Although he understood the cause and effect of the gravity of fate, and also knew some of his future situation, it brought him even more questions.

My future self, at the age of 30, is still single, impoverished, with a worrying life, and those dark histories seem to have been dug out.

In every sense, it can be said to be a big failure in life.

Beiyuan Xianren couldn't think of a clue for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about it. The days will always go on. For the time being, he can take a step by step. No matter what fate or gravity, since he already knows the future, he doesn't believe that he can still Do a second somersault.

Car accidents 13 years later are of course something to worry about, but if you only care about what will happen 13 years later and ignore the current reality, what is the difference from worrying unfoundedly?

Huagu hugged the guitar, "Dad, play one more song and then go to sleep."

He readily agreed to his daughter, and after a little consideration, he chose a song for her that even someone who has never been exposed to classical music must have heard it a few times in his life.

"Memories of the Alhambra" is a classical guitarist's ring finger nightmare.

The whole song uses the Lunzhi technique for 4 minutes, giving people the auditory enjoyment of "beads falling on a jade plate", so it is also called Pearl Song.

The tune does not seem to be difficult, no complicated techniques are used, it is nothing more than the fast playing of a, m, and i - the so-called a, m, i refers to the abbreviation of ring finger, middle finger and index finger - as long as the basic skills are solid enough , you can initially "play normally".

However, it is very difficult to achieve a very smooth, transparent and rounded tone, and to express the sound of pearls of "big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate".

And if you want to go deeper, you want to interpret the Alhambra Palace, after the vicissitudes of life, the light is no longer, the traces of sadness and desolation, the difficulty is not trivial.

Overall, this is an immortal masterpiece that is not difficult to get started with, but it is worth every professional classical guitarist's life-long practice.

Beiyuan Xianren picked up the guitar and played it with his hands. He has played this song no less than a thousand times, and all the details are already familiar to him.

The faintly sad sound of the piano melted into the air, and his thoughts slowly floated up.

Inexplicably remembered the old Tang.

Lao Tang was his adoptive father in his last life, a jazz veteran, and a pioneer jazz musician.I heard old Tang friends say that he was a jazz professor at Sichuan Music College and a professor of Western music history. Later, he was diagnosed with terminal cancer, so he chose to resign and follow the romance of men. band.

Influenced by Lao Tang, he has been exposed to music since he was a child. Lao Tang likes jazz, but he prefers classical music. After graduating from high school, he left school and joined Lao Tang's band to accompany him through the last days of his life.

Until the day Lao Tang left, he told him that he hoped he could go to university to complete his studies. He was also very obedient and faithfully fulfilled Lao Tang's last words.

Although I have been out of school for many years, I can't take cultural classes, but as a direct disciple of Lao Tang, with his excellent musical literacy and his beautiful classical guitar skills, um, Lao Tang's elusive connections are also very important, and he was finally broken by the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. Admitted as a freshman in the Department of Modern Instruments and Percussion.

After that, I started my life in a daze.

Unknowingly, the 4-minute song ended quickly.

Beiyuan Xianren retracted his thoughts, put down the guitar, and gently rubbed his daughter's little head, "Go to sleep."

"Get up, Dad, it's already seven-twenty."

The crisp warm breath flowed through the ears, and Beiyuan Xianren slowly opened his eyes.

Seven twenty?
Didn't I set the alarm for six o'clock to cook for Huagu?

The sage of Beiyuan sat up, picked up the phone suspiciously, Huagu smiled, and ran downstairs.

When did she give me the time to change? Beiyuan Xianren sighed helplessly, glanced at the clothes already folded beside the pillow, and changed clothes swiftly and went downstairs.

Just like yesterday, Huagu was already busy standing in front of the stove, and when she heard footsteps, she turned her head to the side, revealing two splendid little dimples towards the sage of Beiyuan.

Before leaving home for school, Huagu also stopped him again, climbed onto the chair, straightened his tie that was not crooked at all, and whispered softly, "Be careful on the road."

"Hua Gu is waiting for you at home."

(End of this chapter)