Supreme Chaos

Chapter 7 The first appearance of the edge
Zhang Hong waited until the car disappeared from his sight, then turned around and entered the gate, only to find that the things that Boss Wang sponsored were all new, and there were many kinds of books, so he went to direct the porters to move the musical instruments to an empty room. I came out of the room, but when the third instrument was brought closer, it was found that a piano and a drum set and guitar left the room with no extra space for more instruments.

So he went up to ask the porter and said, "Little brother, can you help me to carry out the things in the miscellaneous room, and then carry the other musical instruments in and install them. You also saw that in my whole yard, I and a cook My eldest sister, I really can’t carry these things in by myself, and I don’t know anything about installing them, so I will add a little moving fee for you by then, okay?”

The leaders of the porters stopped when they heard the dean said that they wanted to add money: "Brother, don't make fun of the brothers, we have regulations, and this time Boss Wang asked us to be responsible for the installation and transportation. Yes, if the old man finds out that we take money from you, we will lose our jobs, so just bring it up if you have anything to say."

After speaking, he directed the other three people to go into the miscellaneous room to sort out the things inside one by one and take them to a corner outside and put them away.Looking at the simplicity and hard work of these porters, Zhang Hong felt that there was still something to be done.

So I went to the canteen outside and bought a box of drinks. I called them to come over and drink. The porter leader knew that the money was not allowed, but it was okay to drink some water, so he called the other three to put down their hands and come back to life. Drink up.

At this time, the little guys in the yard were also attracted by the drinks and gathered around Zhang Hong, looking at the longing eyes of these more than 10 little guys, and finally said: "You two also have a bottle, you can't drink too much, kids You can't drink too much soda." As soon as the words were finished, the group of children quickly ran over to get a bottle of soda, and then ran to the side to drink slowly.

Finally Zhang Hong saw Zhang Tianfeng sitting on the ground alone.I picked up a book "The Origin of Music" sent by Wang Jianhua and read it there. I saw his focused expression and his immature face.Zhang Hong felt very gratified by the various changes caused by his extraordinary concentration.

However, this situation did not last long. After a few minutes, I saw him change a book on guitar, and after a few minutes, he changed a book called Introduction to Piano. Seeing his 3 books minute heat.

Zhang Hong still couldn't help but went over to teach him a lesson: "Stinky boy, is there anyone who reads like you? You change every book for a few minutes. It's absurd what you can learn like this." Knocked on Zhang Tianfeng's head
Zhang Tianfeng, who was originally devoted to the knowledge content, ignored the people around him because he was too serious about understanding and analyzing the content, and his quick book-changing was seen as a fly in the eyes of others, and Zhang Hong finally taught him a lesson , There is no way anyone can call myself too careless.

So he looked at Zhang Hong innocently and said, "Dad, I have told you many times not to hit me on the head. If you are stupid, who will take care of you in the future, how many times have I really said that you still don't listen~" As soon as he said this sentence, the children and adults in the courtyard were all amused by his words and laughed.

But he pretended to be angry, took a few different books and ran into his room to read them. It didn't take long for him to understand all the contents of the books he had read. Now he is waiting for the opportunity to practice slowly. .

Time passed day by day, and more than two months had passed in a blink of an eye. Zhang Tianfeng finally couldn't help picking up the guitar and started practicing. At this time, everyone was taking a nap. Originally, he thought that no one would come to the music classroom at this time.

When Zhang Hong, who had gone out to buy groceries, forgot to bring his wallet back, he saw Zhang Tianfeng playing the guitar in the music room as soon as he entered the gate.He also sang the simple rhythm song "Xiaomei" with his immature voice.

At first, Zhang Hong planned to watch his kid make a fool of himself, but found that his son's musical talent was really scary enough. He could play so well and sing so well.The content of the lyrics slowly moved Zhang Hong, reminding him of his first love girlfriend, but because of the objection of the other's parents, he was beaten by a mandarin duck.Slowly Zhang Hong felt that the environment around him had changed.

He seemed to see a girl standing in front of him with her back, looking so heartbreaking, when he was about to go to comfort the girl, he found that everything disappeared in an instant, but he knocked over the courtyard. Chicken bowls, while the music and singing also disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Tianfeng stared at Zhang Hong in a daze in the room, and Zhang Hong also looked at him.Finally, Zhang Hong asked: "When did you learn to play the guitar, and the song you sang should not be sung by anyone now, so be honest and tell me what's going on."

After listening to the serious questioning, Zhang Tianfeng vowed in his heart that he would get rid of this rotten habit. Every time he put himself into it, he forgot Zhou Bian's warning, and now he was caught again, so he pretended to be proud and said: "Of course my father is me. I learned it, and there are songs that I sang casually, how is it very good? If so, I will just become a singer."

Zhang Hong was angry and laughed when he heard his pretense, because the kid was so clever that he could only say helplessly: "You kid still wants to be a singer. Where have you seen a 7-year-old singer? You will still change your voice, even if your voice is good now, who can guarantee that your voice will be good in the future, you should give up your ghost thoughts as soon as possible."

Hearing Zhang Hong's helpless blow, Zhang Tianfeng knew better than anyone else that his ability was beyond the description of a singer's potential. His goal was to surpass the two masters. Now singing is just a hobby, and it is impossible to take it seriously. Said: "How can you be such a father, and hit your children's hobbies, I won't tell you, I'm going to bed."

After speaking, he ran back to the room.Looking at his back, Zhang Hong felt sorry for him because he had no money to hire a teacher to teach him music. Although Boss Wang sponsored so many musical instruments, without a teacher, those things were just decorations.

Zhang Tianfeng, who returned to the room, recalled Zhang Hong’s expression, and slowly realized that although he asked Wang Jianhua to send many musical instruments and books in the name of sponsorship, without a teacher to systematically educate other children, they might not be able to learn at all. any knowledge.After much deliberation, I finally decided to be the music teacher myself. Anyway, my dad has already discovered that I know how to play an instrument. Why don’t I teach other children openly? As for how much they can learn, it depends on their own comprehension. strength.

After thinking about everything, he lay on the bed and fell asleep slowly. Time passed slowly. When he woke up for the first time, he found that it was already 6 o'clock. He got up to check why no one asked him to eat today. When he left When I entered the lobby, I found that the group of children were all sitting together listening to Zhang Hong telling a story, so I asked, "Why hasn't dad eaten at this time today? I'm about to starve to death."

After hearing Zhang Tianfeng's words, Zhang Hong stopped the story and replied: "Auntie Zhang, who cooks, has something to do at home today, and I haven't been able to leave. I just called and said that I am on the way here, so I am talking to these little guys. Stories and so on, Aunt Zhang can start the meal when she is ready, and she didn't wake you up because she asked you to sleep a little longer."

Hearing that Zhang Hong had already said this, he had no other choice, so he went to the music room and turned on the light, then flipped through a page of Beethoven's piano piece, stretched his fingers and started playing.

The little ones who had been listening to Zhang Hong's story suddenly heard the sound of the piano and rushed to the door of the music room, only to see Zhang Tianfeng's short stature sitting on the chair and moving his hands constantly, and the seductive But the music of his hands spread into everyone's heart with the rhythm of his hands.

Looking at the child in front of the piano, Zhang Hong felt unbelievable, because Zhang Tianfeng, who ran back to the room after he discovered the secret talk about guitar in the morning, was sitting in front of the piano and playing piano music. The music is not only heard by the people in the courtyard, many neighbors around heard the music, walked out the door and slowly followed the birthplace of the music to the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing a group of children and Dean Zhang standing motionless at the door of a room, the curious person walked over slowly and found that the person who played this beautiful music was actually a child, and he didn't care about anyone at all. His eyes were completely immersed in his own music until the rhythm of the music came to an end, and the neighbors, Zhang Hong and the group of children all said the same sentence: "Really It sounds good, let's play a song!"

When everyone was talking about another song, Zhang Feng came to the door and joked, "Why are you so free to come to the courtyard today, do you want to help the children with some living expenses?"

The neighbor who was booing for a song laughed after hearing Zhang Feng's words: "Why, Miss Zhang, can't we come? We need your permission to listen to the music of the music prodigy." Bickering one sentence at a time.

Zhang Hong could only stop him and said: "Okay, let's stop here today, the children haven't eaten yet, old girl, go get some food, or the children will starve to death."

Liu Bing, who was planning to leave, heard that the children hadn't eaten yet and said, "Brother Zhang, why haven't the children eaten at this time? My family has a roast duck that I plan to eat tomorrow. Since the children haven't eaten yet, I will Just go and get it. Let the children eat later."

As soon as I finished speaking, other neighbors said to go home and get something for the children to eat.It didn't take long before I saw the neighbors coming over with food from home, some with roast duck, some with sausage, some with bacon and so on.

When Zhang Feng prepared the dishes, the neighbors had already left and left only the prepared meat.Then I informed the group of little guys that they could have dinner soon, and saw a group of hungry children running into the dining hall and starting to move, but in the end only Zhang Hong and his son and Zhang Feng were left watching the group of children and smiling wryly.Finally, I walked in slowly and the whole dining hall was filled with joyful atmosphere!
(End of this chapter)