The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 88 Mrs. Wen: Whose work is this? 【For subscription】

Room 601.

restaurant.

Wen Yan originally thought that when he saw the scene under the dining table, Wang Luoqi would probably turn his face directly.

Well, it's still the kind that flips the table without hesitation.

Then, one punch and one Zhao Xiaochen...
But looking at the intertwined scene in front of him, Wen Yan found that he seemed to underestimate Wang Luoxi.

The girl didn't get angry. Instead, Xiao Yanyan said that Mrs. Wen rarely came to the house once, so she must celebrate.

Be a little ceremonial.

So, she took out two bottles of red wine from the wine cabinet.

Well, Wen Yan doesn't know exactly what brand it is.

But he can be sure of one thing, that series of ghost characters is definitely not Chinese.

Don't overestimate Wen Yan's education. In fact, the artists who are in the entertainment industry are generally not very educated.

In the previous life, if Wen Yan could get into a good university, his parents would not agree, so he went to Beidrift to find his dream.

After graduating from university, taking a local civil service exam, and entering a stable public institution, this is the expectation of my parents' generation.

After all, the end of the universe is weaving.

But his learning talent is really average.

In addition to winning a three-good student award in elementary school, there is no other honor that affirms his learning ability.

Therefore, after failing the college entrance examination, his parents would allow him to go to a big city.

Looking at Wang Luoqi, who had been pouring wine for Zhao Wanqi, Wen Yan felt that her black-bellied attributes had flared up again.

Is this trying to get Zhao Xiaochen drunk?Wen Yan took a big mouthful of yogurt and secretly analyzed Wang Luoxi's intentions.

However, he wasn't too worried.

The degree of red wine is generally not high, and Zhao Wanqi's alcohol capacity is also good, so it should not be poured.

It seems that she also noticed the abnormal atmosphere, the old lady ended up talking to Wu Wanqing's parents.

Looking at Wang Luoqi opposite, she asked in a negotiating tone:
"Luo Qi, Xiaoyan is at the age of primary school. When are you going to let him go to school?"

"This child doesn't like to study very much in the courtyard. Don't spoil him too much."

Regarding Wen Yan's schooling, the old lady was planning to discuss with Wu Wanqing, but through previous observations...

She found that it was more reliable to discuss with Wang Luoqi.

"It's the summer vacation."

Seeing that Mrs. Wen was going to talk about business with her, Wang Luoxi also put away the thought of continuing to clink glasses with Zhao Wanqi:
"I've already asked Xiaoyan to find a good school. When the new school year starts, I'll let him go to school."

Hey, hey, I don't want to go to school, Wen Yan is a little helpless, some things can't be escaped after all.

When he was in the orphanage, he had already attended elementary school for two years. To be precise, he was lying in the classroom and dozing off for two years.

Speaking of which, Wen Yan wanted to complain about the educational environment in this world, and Zhen Nima harassed the future Huaguduoer of the motherland.

Is it reasonable to let people go to primary school at the age of four?
Of course, he only dared to whisper in his heart.

After all, this is not the China of the earth, and there is no legal provision that a six-year-old can go to primary school.

However, Blue Star's education is not outrageous.

At least, the learning difficulty of the first and second grades is equivalent to the level of kindergarten on the earth.

Looking back now, Wen Yan only remembered the young female teacher's Heisi.
Cough, far away.

Wen Yan thought that Wang Luoqi could talk so well that he could stay at home for two years, and then skip grades to school.

In this way, the age of the students in the class can also be older.

He wouldn't be so bored, he had to care about the black silk of the young female teacher, whether there were finger marks, and whether it would come off.

Seeing that Wen Yan's little face was a little bitter, the old lady frowned and said:
"Xiaoyan, after this new environment, you can't be the same as before. After entering the classroom, you either sleep on your stomach or stare at the teacher in a daze."

"Liu Liu has told me several times that you are smart, but you just don't like to study, otherwise you will definitely get good grades."

The child is very smart, but he refuses to learn. This is really a teacher of the heavens and the world, an all-purpose sentence to comfort poor students, Wen Yan secretly spit out a groove in his heart.

However, there are some differences between this life and the previous life. In the past life, he really didn't know how, but now he really doesn't learn.

Although he was a scumbag in the previous life, but now he is placed in the pile of elementary school students, that is also to kill all the academic bullies in one second, right?
Of course, he chose to ignore such an evildoer as Wang Luoqi.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will study hard in the future, and strive to be the first in the grade." Wen Yan clenched his small fist and looked serious.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wang Luoqi's eyes flashed with surprise. The little guy who was as talented as her was actually a scumbag in the eyes of the old lady.

This is really interesting.

However, although this contrast is very happy, she still doesn't want people to look down on Wen Yan.

Well, not even an old lady.

The little guy is so good, he can draw, cook, and sing well, how can he bear the name of a scumbag?

"Xiaoyan, please sing a song for everyone." Wang Luoqi poked Wen Yan's face with his small hand.

Then, she looked at the old lady and said:
"You must have often taught Xiaoyan to sing before. He sings very well."

"I didn't teach much. The main reason is that this child is talented, and many pronunciation skills can be understood at one point." The old lady said modestly.

She does teach Wen Yan often, and as the dean of the orphanage, she is also a music teacher.

If she can meet a good seedling who is interested in music in the orphanage, she will naturally cultivate more.

She is just an ordinary high school music teacher, and she can't talk about inheriting the mantle, such a tall term.

She just wanted to warmly say that when she entered the society, she could have multiple skills to earn a living.

The old lady looked at Wen Yan and smiled:
"Xiaoyan, since your sister Luo Qi said so, you can sing a song for everyone. I also want to see if you have made progress recently."

"Okay." Wen Yan put down his chopsticks and nodded obediently.

Singing was what he used to make a living, and what he was best at.

Although he is still young and his vocal cords are not fully developed, he has previous life experience and two years of scientific training.

His current singing skills can also be taken out.

"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat and sang:
two sycamore trees,

Two sycamore trees.

green onions,
Green onions.

……

The old lady had taught him many nursery rhymes.

But Wen Yan can still remember the lyrics, and this is the only one.

Because of his laziness, he only sang in front of the old lady a few times and never practiced in private.

However, it is not normal for singers to forget their words! (spread hand jpg)

Many of the youth born in the 90s have sung their smiles into "Three Treasures". (I feel that everyone knows who it is, and if you don’t know, you can click on this chapter to say.)
A tree that attracts crows,
One attracts colorful phoenix.

the same tree,
different birds
……

"Clap clap clap."

"Clap clap clap."

"Clap clap clap."

As soon as he stopped speaking, Wen Yan heard three strings of applause coming from around him.

Hmm, something is not right.

Four women, how come there are only three strings of "papapa"?
Who is so disrespectful that they don't even give a fuck?
Wen Yan felt that his singing skills seemed to be underestimated.

Singing, this is his old line of business, the kind that can't tolerate questioning.

Thinking that when he was drifting north, he relied on street singing to make a living.

Those big girls and little daughters-in-law who have heard his singing, all of them put money in the cardboard box while staring at his handsome face——

Screaming your legs!

Cough, exaggerated, exaggerated.

Anyway, it's crazy.

But now he has shown [-]% to [-]% of his strength, but can't he replace it with a series of "papapa"?

Wen Yan's big, dark and bright eyes twitched around, he followed the voice and saw:
On the opposite side, Zhao Wanqi vigorously puffed out her little hands, and her delicate little face was full of smiles.

The old lady clapped her palm lightly, her eyes filled with relief, which was recognition of Wen Yan's progress.

Wu Wanqing, who was in the main seat, also clapped her little hands moderately, with an elegant and calm posture, but her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

Obviously did not expect that Wen Yan would still be able to do this.

Wang Luoxi, who was beside him, had a smile in his eyes, but his hands remained motionless.

It turned out that Fuli Ji didn't have sex, Wen Yan understood it instantly.

Oh, then it will be fine!
But he also secretly wrote down Wang Luoxi's pickiness in a small notebook.

Count later!

Wen Yan secretly slandered in his heart, but he asked very well-behaved:
"Sister Luo Qi, am I not good at singing?"

"It sounds good." Wang Luoqi nodded slightly and replied affirmatively.

Let me just say, a girl as beautiful as Fanli Ji must have eyes to discover beauty, how could she not appreciate my singing.

The reason why she didn't applaud must be because of her twisted wrist while running, and there is no good reason.

Well, Wen Yan thoughtfully found a reason for Wang Luoxi.

"But." Just as Wen Yan was hypnotizing himself, Wang Luoxi continued:

"Compared to the song you sang that night, this song is still a tiny distance away, why don't you sing that song again?"

The girl pressed the fingernail of her thumb against the first joint of her little finger, indicating that she was still a distance away from the belly of the little finger.

Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoxi was connoting him.

At this length, he seems to be somewhat familiar with ducks!
Of course, these were just sidelines, and he chose to ignore them automatically.

What Wen Yan is more concerned about now is that he seems to be overturning again! ! !
In front of Wang Luoxi, he also sang a children's song.

And that song has never appeared in this world.

It's okay to fool Wang Luoqi, a music lover, anyway, girls don't really understand the pattern.

But Mrs. Wen is a music teacher, and Zhao Wanqi is also a student of the Conservatory of Music, so they naturally know the way of music.

As a six-year-old child, he directly threw out an original song. Isn't this a bit out of line?
"Cough, sister Luo Qi, let's not care about these details." Wen Yan's face stiffened slightly.

He quickly changed the subject: "Have you eaten well? If you haven't, just eat more."

Seeing Wen Yan who was diligently serving his dishes, Wang Luoxi was ready to let him go. The little guy was still young, and he was tired of singing a song.

She couldn't bear to overwork the little guy.

A qualified Jiejie should learn to love his little brother!

"Okay, although you sing Little Xingxing better, my sister is not in a hurry at this moment. We will have time in the future."

Wang Luoxi said very understandingly: "I won't listen to you today."

She smiled and put the hot and sour potato shreds into her rosy mouth.

Huh?As soon as the shredded potatoes entered, the girl's beautiful crescent eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

There seems to be something wrong with today's shredded potatoes.

Well, nothing tastes as good as the little guy does.

Thinking of this, Wang Luoqi glanced at Wu Wanqing, the craftsmanship had regressed so obviously, did he not come out of the haze of the past?

It seems that she has not had a good time these years!
I don't know if you cried at night?
Wen Yan didn't know the girl's mind. He was thankful that he responded quickly, and with his excellent operation, he passed the thrilling test.

Well, as long as I am fast enough, the crab mythical beast can't catch me.

Gotta reward myself tonight
A big drumstick!

Wen Yan took a sip of yogurt.

But... he still did not escape the fate of overturning.

"little stars?"

The opposite Zhao Wanqi asked, "What song is this, why haven't I heard it before?"

She is a music major, and she has taught Wen Yan a lot of nursery rhymes before.

She had heard Wen Yan sing the song "Two Trees of Indus" just now more than once.

But she had never heard Wen Yan sing about little stars.

Is this what Mr. Wen taught him?

Damn, I've never heard of it, but Wang Luoxi was preempted.

Obviously I came first
Wen Xiaoyan dared to hide his secrets and betrayed the party organization +1, +1, +1.

"Hasn't Xiaoyan ever sang Xiaoxing to you?"

Wang Luoxi looked surprised:

"No, no, no, that's really a pity."

"Little Xingxing sung by Xiaoyan, it sounds so good."

Zhao Wanqi: "..."

This woman was so irritating and wanted to hit her, so Zhao Wanqi tugged at her collar and relieved herself.

"Little Xingxing?" Mrs. Wen was also a little puzzled.

She looked at Wen Yan and said, "Grandma doesn't seem to have heard this song."

Wen Yan: "..."

Playing Daniao, playing Daniao, Wen Yan was a little flustered, and even the cry in his heart was a little off track.

With his superb driving skills, he drove Wang Luoqi's rugged trail, but unexpectedly, he overturned the car in Zhao Wanqi, this small gutter.

Careless!

No wonder seniors often say that good hunters always appear in the form of prey.

Zhao Xiaoying, this beautiful girl with thick eyebrows and curved eyebrows, turned out to be the last terrifying creature that overwhelmed his little straw.

Hey, there seems to be something wrong, forget it.

The most important thing is to save yourself.

"Grandma Wen, how could you have not heard of it?"

Wen Yan forced a sophistry: "This is what you taught me!"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Mrs. Wen frowned.

This kid is fine with everything, just loves to run the train with his mouth full.

Therefore, every time she found out that Wen Yan was lying, she would expose it mercilessly.

I don't like his bad behavior.

"That may be my memory." Wen Yan was a little embarrassed.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Wanqi, and blinked quietly: "That's what Sister Wanqi taught me."

"I've never heard of it, how can I teach you?" The girl ignored his suggestion and stabbed him back.

Wen Yan looked at Wu Wanqing, the light mature woman was now looking confused.

Forget it, don't disturb people.

He directly ignored Wang Luoqi and said that she taught it, which would be an insult to the IQ of the audience.

After pondering for a while, Wen Yan made a final struggle: "I learned from Hua Xiaohan's video on the Internet."

Zhao Wanqi: "How ugly that would be."

Wang Luoxi: "Impossible!"

Old lady: "Who is Hua Xiaohan?"

Wen Yan: "."

Xiaohua, how unpopular you are, Wen Yan sighed in his heart.

He's out.

"How about, let Xiaoyan sing first?" The head mistress, who had been unable to speak, tried to regain her sense of existence.

The three gods synchronized: "I see it."

This is about to be exposed, I originally wanted to develop for another two years.

But it's okay, just like Wang Luoqi said, there are many geniuses in this world, and there is no shortage of talents in all walks of life.

So why can't he be a musical genius?

While in the orphanage, he also showed his interest in music to the old lady, as well as his talent for musical skills.

Now he can just take this opportunity to show his creative talent to these few close people.

In this way, when he comes up with other musical works in the future, several people will not be so surprised.

After all, from toothpicks to sticks, it also requires a step-by-step process.

Now is the first step for him to present himself as a musical genius.

Blue Star Mozart to find out.

Speaking of this little star, it really has something to do with this musical genius.

The little star of the same name that sings the world is adapted from the main melody of the first paragraph of Mozart's "Little Star Variations".

And, more coincidentally, Wen Yan really knows how to play this piano piece in the key of C major, and does not need the system to unlock the work library.

Seeing several people staring at him, Wen Yan no longer hesitated, and sang directly:
"twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

"The sky is full of little stars."

"Hang in the sky and shine."

"It seems like thousands of small eyes."

A crisp and melodious child's voice sounded in the restaurant.

Although Wen Yan is a cappella singing, this is the characteristic of children's songs, the purer it is, the more beautiful it is.

The old lady nodded secretly, the melody was very catchy, and the lyrics also reflected the fantasy of children looking up at the stars at night.

Looking at the shining stars all over the night sky, for the innocent children, it is not the shining little eyes.

This tune and artistic conception is really suitable for those children in the orphanage.

Why haven't you heard of it before?I don't know which composer, so understand the emotions of children.

The old lady is not only a music teacher, but also the dean of the welfare home, so she still has a lot of research on nursery rhymes.

The lyrics of this little star made her hear the children's fantasy about the starry sky.

Children in orphanages, as they get older, realize the difference between them and other children.

Most importantly, they have no parents.

Many children have asked her a similar question at a young age—

Grandma Dean, why do I have no parents?

Grandma Dean, do they want me?Why don't you come to see me?

I miss them so much, will they miss me?

Although I knew that several of these children were abandoned by their parents voluntarily.

Because when they were found, they were at the gate of the orphanage, and there were baby names left by their parents inside.

But the old lady would not tell these children.

She would rather lie than let them know the truth.

Because it's too cruel for kids.

Therefore, whenever a child asks her this way, the old lady will say, you also have parents.

They will surely miss you too, just not now.

When you think of them, you can look at the stars in the sky, and they are the little eyes that mom and dad look at you.

Children of the stars are never alone.

Although with age, children will gradually understand the truth, will gradually become silent, and will no longer ask about topics related to their parents.

But the old lady felt that when they thought of their parents at night, they would still look up at the stars.

That is the beautiful fairy tale she weaves for the children.

Looking at the expressions of several people, the old lady was thoughtful, Zhao Wanqi's red lips were slightly open, and she was a little surprised, while the mother and daughter of the Wang family had the same crescent-shaped smile.

Wen Yan simply stopped hiding it, and this time he sang the full version directly:
"The sun is slowly setting in the west."

"Crows come home in flocks."

"The stars wink their little eyes."

"Blink until dawn."

"Artistic." The old lady nodded with a smile.

"Whose work is this, why haven't I heard of it?"

"This children's song should be written for the children in the orphanage."

Thinking of the mood of Little Xingxing, the old lady said with emotion:

"The person who wrote the words really understands the thoughts of the children in the courtyard."

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Just a few words of gossip, the first order collapsed too badly.

To be honest, the mood is a little broken.

Although I am very Buddhist, I still have to eat,

It's a little sad to see the background data at noon.

But don't worry, you will definitely not cut the book, character guarantee.

My adjustment ability is not bad, I have accepted this result, and I will work hard to improve it tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)