Living Next To The Male God

Tang Jinyu’s solo performance is scheduled for the weekend. Teacher Xia made it very formal. He specially arranged the home and set aside an open space in the living room as a small stage. There were also green plants at home. The whole family was dressed neatly and sat there seriously. listen.

Xia Ye was too hot. She wore a shirt and waistcoat with a pair of sports pants underneath. The parents ordered them to go back and change a pair of trousers.

In the space left in the living room, the child wore a set of overalls with a small shirt, and a small gray (color) tie around his neck. He was playing a flute there with bulging cheeks, playing very hard.

Natsuno listened indifferently with his chin in the side, and he felt that the instrument was just like that, and it was enough to be able to play in a tune.

Now the child is standing and playing the flute seriously. It's not as fun as when he was just learning a few weeks ago, sitting on the sofa holding a cow (milk Nai) bottle and blowing to the mouth of the bottle.

Xia Ye Nahui happened to be brainwashed by the old ape’s publishing a few fantasy novels. When a child came to play with him, he fooled his younger brother and lied to him that he had to blow the cow (milk Nai) bottle in order to gain great skill. He patted the back of the head unceremoniously.

Tang Jinyu stood playing the flute earnestly, with a simple score on the stand standing beside him. He looked up from time to time and didn't know what was going on. He usually played a short piece of flute by mistake. He was a little vacant, glanced at the score, held his breath halfway, and blew it back to the right track. He was able to come back by himself.

When the last note fell, Teacher Xia took the lead in applauding and praised: "Very good, very good, Xiaoyu's breath is very full!" He said this sincerely, playing the flute requires a lot of air, like blowing a balloon. , Even if his kid made a small mistake in the middle, but he abducted it back by himself, at least he was physically strong!

The experts agreed, and the others immediately began to applaud enthusiastically.

Tang Jinyu blushed a little when she stood, scratching her cheek.

In fact, the flute seems to have many complicated keys, but it is not difficult to play. The sheet music is also the easiest. His current level is estimated to be-selected in the primary competition?

Thinking of this, the child's self-confidence is encouraged.

Xia Ye, who was standing opposite, felt that something was wrong. How could he see a little encouragement in Tang Jinyu's eyes? Xia Ye continued to clap without expression. He thought that the little fool must not know that they were mobilizing the whole family to cheer him up.

At the end of the special performance on the performance day, Tang Hongjun acted again and invited the two to eat at a new western restaurant in the city.

Today’s dinner is to celebrate Teacher Xia’s finding a new job. After a few months of recuperation, Teacher Xia found a job at the City Children’s Palace and gave musical instruments lessons to the children on Saturdays and Sundays. He knows a lot, and he has almost no musical instruments that he can't play. The people interviewed by the Children's Palace heard him play three kinds of musical instruments on the spot, and they immediately signed the appointment contract.

Teacher Xia originally had a better choice, but once it’s easier to come to the Children’s Palace, she can go out for two days on weekends and she can take students at home. Second, she wants to take Tang Jinyu out to meet other children. He is there, children. Don't be too scared.

When Teacher Xia discussed with Tang Hongjun and his wife, there was a lot of thanks over there.

The adults talked about these things and avoided the children, so Tang Jinyu sat there eating steak seriously, just as if it was a celebration for Teacher Xia, and didn't know it had anything to do with him.

Tang Hongjun sat there teaching the two children Western food etiquette. When he cut Tang Jinyu, Xia Ye watched it carefully. He learned half of Xia Ye's cut, and took the knife and fork in his hand to cut steak for his brother.

The steak on Tang Jinyu's plate is tenderer, suitable for children to eat, but beef (rou) is still a burden to him, and prefers to eat side dishes.

After eating his own, he carefully ate a piece of potato on the side of Xia Ye's plate while watching Xia Ye.

Xia Ye was busy cutting (meat rou) for him, but didn't care.

Tang Jinyu ate another piece of bread.

Xia Ye cut a small piece for him, followed Tang Hongjun's way to dip a little vanilla butter and feed it to him. He cut a bit big, and the child sat there still and chewed for a long time, bulging his cheeks and helping him have no time to eat anything.

Chen Suling wanted to laugh, and asked the waiter in the restaurant for a camera, and took photos of them together.

Chen Suling held up the camera and said, "Xiao Ye, you cut another piece, no, no, cut the big one you just ate Xiaoyu."

Xia Ye: "...I'll cut it down next time."

"Don't, this is so interesting!"

Xia Ye had to cut another piece and lift it up. Bi asked the parents to take a photo on the face of the child. He couldn't help but compare it. It seemed that it was a bit big, and it was difficult for his brother to just eat it.

Halfway through the meal, Teacher Xia began to sing and rendezvous with Tang Hongjun, and began to talk about how good the Children's Palace was.

Tang Jinyu was immersed in the joy of being fed by her brother, and didn't listen at all.

Tang Hongjun approached his son a little, with a pompous expression: "Is the Children's Palace really so good? Children who can play the flute are so popular! Every instrument ensemble needs it, right?"

Teacher Xia smiled and worked hard to cooperate with him: "Yes, an ensemble I am instructing today is looking for flute, and not only them, but other orchestras and bands are very welcome to flute people."

Tang Hongjun rushed forward: "Xiaoyu, shall we go too?"

Tang Jinyu: "What?"

Tang Hongjun: "It's a pity that Xiaoyu plays so well and only listens to us at home. Let's take a day to play in the Children's Palace and listen to other children, OK?"

Tang Jinyu shook his head. He was out of tune today. What's the matter?

Tang Hongjun didn't give up, and said: "Look, your teacher Xia said, many children over there want you to go, and they lack flute players. You are very popular when you go, but you can still meet new friends... "

Tang Jinyu then heard what his father was talking about. He looked at the people around him, his eyes paused on his mother's side, and then asked, "Is Teacher Xia going to the Children's Palace?"

"Yes, that's the Children's Palace!"

"Then go."

Both Tang Hongjun and Teacher Xia were very touched. Tang Hongjun felt that his son was too close to him, so he would listen to him. Teacher Xia felt that this was simply a caring little padded jacket. Sure enough, it was right to choose the Children's Palace. Listen, as long as he is with children I nodded and agreed to go!

Tang Jinyu continued to eat, and was very satisfied with the arrangement in her heart.

His mother is usually too busy, and she still has time to take care of him every day. She takes home work on Saturdays and Sundays to do it. Paying some money to the Children's Palace can reduce her burden. It's a good deal!

The children who ate a lot were happy.

***

Han Yichen played several battles in a row to be Xia Ye, but the two of them couldn't match their time.

The younger sister of Han Yichen's family went to the Children's Palace on Saturday, and Xia Ye was going to accompany Tang Jinyu to the Children's Palace on Sunday to participate in the orchestra activities. Teacher Xia didn't lie. The flute player was really popular. As soon as she came in, she was warmly welcomed by three small orchestras. Teacher Xia chose a girl with a little bit more to let Tang Jinyu stay. After all, girls (sexual sex) should be gentler and get along better.

Han Yichen seriously negotiated with his mother for this.

Han Yichen twitched his eyebrows and wondered: "Didn't you say that you want to send your sister there? You paid five yuan a day for the pick-up, right? Or don't you go, I'll give it away."

Han Yichen hurriedly said, "Don't, mom, I just have this pocket money, don't break it for me!"

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Isn't it possible to change my sister's class to Sunday? I have something to do on Saturday, mom, good mom, please!"

"Where there is such a good change, she is familiar with the position of the orchestra."

"Just my sister knocking on the broken triangle, what's so familiar with the position? Where to go to knock is different... Mom, don't do it, I just talk about it casually!"

Han Yichen failed to challenge authority again, but he still didn't give up, and went to find his sister again, wanting to find a breakthrough from a young age.

I didn't expect it to be done this time.

Han Yixing is a little girl who is very loyal. Her best friend is in the Xiaoluhao Orchestra on Sunday, and she just lacks a triangular iron player. In addition, the girl happily agreed with her brother playing side drums there.

Han Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would finally be able to make an appointment with that x next Saturday.

Xia Ye said before that he would look for another chance to meet Han Yichen, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so coincidental that he would stumble at the gate of the Children's Palace on Sunday.

Last time I hurriedly glanced at the Internet cafe, I only remembered that the other party was a fair-skinned student, wearing glasses with a lame leg, and a slight injury on the bridge of his nose. He didn't look so mainstream. He was a (violent) scholar. This time I arrived in front of the Children's Palace. Han Yichen was pushing a pink (color) bicycle with a Meishao (female nu) cartoon schoolbag in the front basket, and a children's chair on the back seat, sitting with a two croissants. The little girl, who is very young, looks at about five years old.

Both the brother and sister had very white skin, the same Danfeng eyes, and they even raised their brows and quarreled.

Han Yichen pushed his sister along and said impatiently: "Really can't eat, look at the instructions! I don't know how to read? Who made you difficult to study? I met when I went to school. Come on, this time I will read to you— —"

Han Yichen ate the (dry gan) crispy noodles in three or two mouthfuls and fooled her with the packaging bag.

"The child can't eat, the stomach hurts after eating." At the end, there are two words, when the brother's life is pieced together, "toxic."

"Little, little...it's not little!!" The little girl with croissants was angry, and the two brothers and sisters began to pinch each other again.

Xia Ye, who was standing by the side, glanced at them silently, then looked at the child she was leading by her hand. Tang Jinyu held hands with him obediently, wearing a blue and white (color) uniform issued by the Children's Palace, a short-sleeved shirt and half-knee shorts, a pair of white (color) small socks with black (color) small leather shoes, and even the edges of the socks were folded. The same.

Xia Ye thought to himself, it's better to hold this one by yourself.

He tried to think about the time when his children said no. It seemed that very few, the only times were "Don't eat, give to brother", "If you don't play the harmonica, you will noisy your brother" "Don't go, wait for brother"... Thinking of it, Xia Ye couldn't help but lowered his head and glanced at the little guy who was following his leg.

The child misunderstood and thought it was saying goodbye. He hugged Xia Ye's leg and waved his hand and went to the gate of the Youth Palace. Teacher Xia was already waiting for him there.

On the other side, the noisy Han brothers and sisters also bid farewell.

Han Yixing is carrying a small schoolbag, and can hang a small oil bottle with his mouth pursed: "I don't want you to be a brother anymore!"

Han Yichen sneered: "If you think about it, let's be careful not to come to pick you up at night!"

"I want to be someone else's sister!"

"I still want to be the brother of other kids!"

The little girl ran into the Children's Palace with anger.

Han Yichen spoke harshly, but he kept looking at her as she entered the building before looking away and pushing on the bicycle to go back.

"Han Yichen."

There was a tall teenager standing beside him, wearing a mask and calling him. Han Yichen was a little confused, and stood there without moving.

The other party pulled the mask down a little bit, hung it on his chin, (exposed) a handsome face, looked at him and asked, "Should you still call you'Jackdaw'?"

Han Yichen was frightened, "Who are you?"

Xia Yedao: "I am x, the person who brought you into the chat room before."

Han Yichen's face (color) changed, and his face calmly lowered his voice: "What do you mean, follow me?"

"No, there is something wrong with coming here by chance." Xia Ye lifted his chin at the Children's Palace.

Han Yichen warned, "Do you still have accomplices?"

Xia Ye thought for a moment, "You have to say that, you are not an accomplice, but you have to call uncle in terms of seniority."