My dad is a big star

After practicing "Dream Wedding" for more than two hours in a row, Yu Man felt a deep feeling in her heart, and her understanding of this song was even more different than when she first heard it.

"Ah."

"If you have time to practice more in the future, maybe this piece will become your masterpiece."

Huang Yurong said slowly, in fact, her understanding of the song "Dream Wedding" is not as deep as Yu Man's. After all, at this age, she no longer has such a strong feeling for dreamy and romantic things.

While the teacher and the student were talking, Hu Shuo put the last dish on the table and smiled at them, "It's ready."

"Then sit down quickly, it depends on your busy schedule." Huang Yurong quickly waved to Hu Shuo.

Hu Shuo responded and sat directly beside Huang Yurong.

"Hey, Lao Huang, today's food is rich enough."

As soon as Hu Shuo sat down, an old man with a white beard wearing reading glasses came over with a plate, staring at the six dishes and one soup on the table with treacherous eyes.

"Look at your mischievous eyebrows, let's sit down and eat together." Huang Yurong waved her hand grandly.

"Professor Hao."

Yu Man greeted him politely.

The old man's name is Hao Datong, a professor of the Department of Folk Music. He is still carrying a long black box at the moment, and he doesn't know what kind of musical instrument it contains.

"I know that you are the most generous, Lao Huang."

Hao Datong smiled, sat down politely, and put the box behind his back on the empty seat on the left.

"This young man looks familiar."

Hao Datong and Huang Yurong have been colleagues for decades, and they are very familiar with each other. After sitting down, he was ready to move his chopsticks, but when he saw Hu Shuo who was unfamiliar, he stopped. After all, there was an outsider. The image still needs to be maintained.

"This is my son-in-law, Hu Shuo."

"Xiao Shuo, this is Professor Hao."

Huang Yurong immediately introduced the two of them.

"Professor Hao, hello." Hu Shuo hurriedly greeted him politely.

"Not bad, a good-looking talent!" Clearly, Hao Datong was officially praised.

Hu Shuo smiled politely, naturally he didn't need to pay too much attention to this kind of official praise.

Hao Datong was really rude. After exchanging a few words, he started to move his chopsticks, and even picked meat. It could be seen that this Professor Hao is still a foodie.

"Old Hao, do you have class in the afternoon? If you don't have class, go and listen to Xiao Yu's report performance."

Everyone had eaten enough, Huang Yurong put down the chopsticks in his hand and said.

"There are no classes, but I'm not interested in western music as a folk music lover." Hao Datong answered very directly, without beating around the bush.

Then he said to Yu Man: "Xiao Yu, I'm not targeting you, you should know that."

"Ah."

Yu Man nodded in understanding, Hao Datong is such a person, and she knew it well.

"Look at your old stubborn look. Let me tell you, Xiao Yu's report performance today is extraordinary, because Xiao Yu is going to play a brand new piano piece. I guarantee that you will be amazed after listening to it!" Huang Yurong didn't care about Hao Datong's attitude, and continued.

"I was so surprised, I said, Lao Huang, when did you become so exaggerated!" Hao Datong said while biting a piece of meat.

"Spit out the meat! You're eating my food, and you're making sarcastic remarks!" Huang Yurong rolled her eyes and said, "Xiao Yu's new song is composed by my son-in-law, Xiao Shuo. This song will definitely become popular. Today is the premiere, it will be your loss if you don't listen!"

"Does your son-in-law know how to create music?"

Hao Datong swallowed, and looked at Hu Shuo in surprise.

"Hmph, I don't know whose son-in-law it is, but Xiao Shuo is a rare musical genius!" Huang Yurong said proudly.

Hearing this, Hu Shuo blushed a little, thinking, isn't it just a song "Dream Wedding", my mother-in-law is a little bit drifting.

Hao Datong took another piece of meat, and said with a smile: "I said, Lao Huang, you are really a mother-in-law who sees her son-in-law more and more pleasing to her eyes. You dare to use the word musical genius."

"It was!"

"You haven't heard the song written by Xiao Shuo. After listening to it, you will think so too." Huang Yurong was still crazily calling for her son-in-law.

"Isn't it just creating a piano piece? What's the matter? If your son-in-law can play my game well, then I will convince him!"

While speaking, Hao Datong patted the long box on the empty seat, and proudly said: "One year of piano, three years of flute, one erhu broke his waist!"

"Those who can play the erhu well are called musical geniuses!"

As he said that, Hao Datong looked up at Hu Shuo and asked, "Young man, can you know the erhu?"

Hao Datong is a professor in the Department of Folk Languages, and he has always admired folk music. However, Western music has become popular in recent years, but folk music has been neglected. Many people even think that playing the piano is the best place for folk music.

Take the current children as an example, enroll in a supplementary music class, either piano, violin, saxophone, drum set...

Few parents would allow their children to learn traditional musical instruments such as Xiao, Di, Sheng, Erhu, and Suona.

Therefore, as a professor of the Department of Folk Music, Hao Datong must make a call for folk music whenever he has the opportunity. Therefore, in his opinion, being able to play the piano or the violin is not a big deal. That's awesome.

And he had just given an erhu class to the students of the Department of Folk Music, and what was in the box was an erhu.

"Xiao Shuo, don't bother with him, what's so good about playing the erhu!" Huang Yurong stepped forward to smooth things over for Hu Shuo, of course she didn't think Hu Shuo could play the erhu.

However, Hu Shuo smiled slightly, how could he miss this opportunity to win honor for his mother-in-law, and immediately stretched out his hand to Hao Datong: "Bring this guy, I can try it."

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Chapter 80 Professor, Take Care of Your Job!

"Uh……?"

Hearing this, Huang Yurong and Yu Man were startled, and cast puzzled looks at Hu Shuo.

"Xiao Shuo, are you okay?"

Huang Yurong asked in a low voice. She was afraid that Hu Shuo would be embarrassed in public. The erhu seems simple, but it is not easy to master it well. An erhu can break the waist, a thousand-year pipa, a ten thousand-year zither, and an erhu can last a lifetime."

Hao Datong was also quite surprised. Unless young people have studied professionally, very few young people can play the erhu. The erhu is not like playing a guitar on the street. A young man can play a few chords for you. The problem is that the popularity is too low, and young people feel that playing the erhu is too commonplace. In the female dormitory, you can often see boys holding guitars and singing to flirt with girls, but there has never been a girl holding the erhu in the female dormitory downstairs. , This is the status quo of folk music.

"Young man, don't hold back, the erhu is not like a guitar, anyone can make a few gestures." Hao Datong reminded with a frown.

Hu Shuo, however, smiled disapprovingly: "I'm afraid that I'm afraid of disturbing other people's meals by pulling them up in the cafeteria."