Religious Faith

I couldn't wait to take it out and try to pull it, but it didn't make a sound.

"Is there something wrong with this piano..." I scratched my head.

"Come on." He stretched out his hand to me, and I became playful and gave it to him pretending not to know why.He smiled helplessly and said, "Qin."

I handed him the piano with a smile, and stayed by his side.He unwrapped a piece of wood wrapped in white paper and said, "This is Maqiao." He taught me how to install the violin: "You can take it off when you are transporting the violin, so as not to hurt the violin." Then he tuned the strings again. , After confirming the pitch, he taught me to tune the bow.Finally he handed me the piano and said, "Okay."

"You are so good! I didn't even know you could do this!" I took it and pulled it casually, and it really rang, but the sound was terrible.

Some people say that playing the erhu is killing chickens, playing the piano is smashing the vat, and playing the violin is sawing.This statement is not false at all, I couldn't help frowning after the first pull: "It's so ugly..."

"Don't use too much force." He took the piano, adjusted his posture, and played a very simple "Little Star".I looked at him in amazement: "You always surprise me."

He smiled slightly, then returned the piano to me, and said, "I can only do this simple one."

"Can I learn from you?"

"No, I asked the teacher for you today, and I will take you to learn it tomorrow."

"So fast!?"

"Youth is precious, don't waste it."

He was still busy with his part-time job at night, and I was studying the violin on the bed. Although I couldn't find anything famous, I just found it very novel.

The next day he asked the company for half a day off to take me to see the teacher, and we passed a school on the way.It was school time, and the students were all wearing school uniforms and carrying schoolbags and walking to school.He turned his head away, and his expression was a little gloomy. These performances were very subtle, but I still noticed it.I laughed and said: "The school uniform is so ugly." In fact, after that incident, I also had a sense of disgust and fear of the school. In the future, I would tremble thinking of two kinds of people, the client and the school.

He didn't speak, and I knew it was useless to comfort me, so I obediently shut up and stopped talking.I know that he cares and blames himself.He felt that if it wasn't for him, I would still be a member of the student body and have a family to rely on, at least I could have clear goals in my future life.

Li Jinze hopes that I can have my own life, instead of tying everything to him, which is very unfair to me, because I don't want to live for others, even though that "other" is him.

The violin teacher is a middle-aged man, surnamed Wang.He is of medium build with a slight beer belly.The hair is a little long, the expression is rigorous, and the eyes are a little sharp.The voice is loud and the speech is cadenced.

"It's too big." Mr. Wang shook his head, and then he shook my hand: "The flexibility is not bad, but I'm too old, it's too late."

"I still hope you can try it." Li Jinze was very sincere.I have a feeling that parents all over the world are fighting for their children to learn, and I suddenly feel a little sad.I said, "I will work hard."

Mr. Wang smiled, a little disdainful: "Work hard? How can it be considered hard work? This thing is not achieved by hard work. Some people persist for more than ten hours a day for several years, and it is still shit."

Li Jinze frowned and said, "I was recommended by my colleague Wu Yue. I heard that your musical attainment is very high, which will benefit students a lot. I also came here for the future of my children. Since you don't approve, I will refuse you." I'm all for it, why bother hitting him like this?"

Mr. Wang was silent.Li Jinze continued: "Whether it's too late or not, as long as he is still alive, as long as he still wants to learn, I will continue to find opportunities for him. Even if it is true that you can't learn it as you said, so what? At worst, if you don't learn it once, you can learn it twice. If he can't learn it three times, even if he can't learn it ten times or twenty times, there will be No. 30 and No. 40. As long as he wants to learn."

Mr. Wang nodded and said, "You are very confident." Then he said to me, "Okay, let's go to class now."

I finally understood why Li Jinze worked so hard to make money. We have to rely on ourselves for everything after we leave the family, but I can only rely on him.He wanted to give me my own future. In fact, the college entrance examination is the cheapest and fairest way, but I have no books to study, so I can only find another way.Cultivating a talent really requires a lot of energy and money. This is why Li Jinze is desperately trying to make money. He understands this society too well. If you want to live a good life, you must have the ability to survive.He is not reconciled, not reconciled that my future will never have a bright opportunity because of him.So as long as we work hard, even if I don't do well in the future, he won't regret too much.In fact, he just wants an opportunity, a process, not a result.

Each violin lesson lasts for one and a half hours, 400 yuan per lesson, twice a week.At that time, Li Jinze's salary was [-] per month, and the money he earned from extra private work was not much different from his salary, and sometimes it was higher than his salary.If we look at it this way, our life will not be tense, but Li Jinze never saves the money spent on me, but becomes stingy with himself.

His father was in the lumber business, and the factory was of a certain size, well-known in City C; his mother worked in the education department and had some real power in her hands.Speaking of which, he is still a young master, so he is never short of money.He used to like to buy clothes, which were very expensive, but after arriving in Beijing, he only bought two pieces of clothes because he had to wear them and wash them in changing seasons.But he is still generous to me, he has pocket money for me every day, and whenever he has time, he will buy me clothes and shoes, and they are not cheap.I persuaded him to be nice to himself, but I'm actually not that delicate.

He: "Look at what you said, it's not that I haven't spent money." After that, he handed me a pair of Nike shoes: "I think these are good, and they match your pants very well."

It's sweet in my heart, but it's always a little sour when it's so sweet.The sweet thing is that I didn't love the wrong person, the sour thing is that he gave me all the good things, but his life has become like this.Although he never felt that there was anything wrong with this, in fact, many people did not live as well as him.

So at that time, I practiced the piano very hard, almost never leaving the bow from morning till night.My fingers were bleeding from grinding, my cheeks and shoulders were terribly painful, my forearm cramped many times and my muscles were uncontrollable, and my hands were shaking when I put down the piano.What is even more torturous is that you have to endure the sound of sawing for beginners. After boring exercises again and again, it will crescendo after a period of time.It can be said that I forced myself to practice, because I can't ruin Li Jinze's heart for nothing, and I won't forget how difficult it was for Li Jinze to fight for me at that time. I can't slap him in the face, I want to give him Fight for breath.

Mr. Wang is a very strict person, he is not targeting me, but he will scold everyone who learns the piano, from class to get out of class.Every time I arrive 5 minutes earlier, I can learn more without thinking about it.So every time I see the girl in front of me crying while playing the piano, Mr. Wang keeps scolding beside me: "Listen to what you play yourself! What a bastard!"

"Your rhythm is simply bullshit!"

"Are your brains on the piano? Play with your heart, has your heart been eaten by dogs?!"

The only answer to him is always the sound of the piano and crying: "Woooooo..."

Of course, Mr. Wang will always give the students a piece of candy when the get out of class is over: "Okay, overall today's pull is not bad, keep working hard."

Who knows who said dissatisfaction before...

In fact, I think he is picking bones in the egg.His level of playing the piano is indeed high, so I think he must have experienced inhuman torture when learning the piano when he was a child, and then he finally became a skill.When he was a teacher, he thought of his own experience back then, so he took revenge on the society and took all his anger on the students.In fact, he has become mentally deranged...

"Jiang Cheng, come here!" He called me.

I collected my thoughts and walked to the score, and taught him what I had learned in one lesson.

He held back for a long time, and wanted to scold at first, but in all fairness, learning from my foundation, it is already very good to pull it to this level.So he said, "Have you practiced at home for a long time?"

I wouldn't tell him that I was the one who practiced at home for more than ten hours.I said, "No, practice for an hour every day."

He chuckled: "Then you are really a genius."

In fact, he already knew my little Jiujiu, but he didn't expose me, he still treated me like a child, so he smiled and passed away.

Every day when Li Jinze came home from get off work, he would lie down on the sofa and ask me to play the piano for him. Every time he finished listening, he would laugh and say, "I'm better than yesterday." Then he would be satisfied inexplicably.I don't understand, how could he still have a gratified expression when it sounded so ugly.

After learning the piano for two months, I can finally play some nice tunes fluently. Every time he listens to it, there will be a faint smile on his tired face, very faint, very faint.