Reborn Moonlight Youth

Begging for a hospital visit?

"How can we say that we have some friendship in the mall, shouldn't we go and see him?" Ou Xingtian picked up the napkin expressionlessly, and wiped his mouth gracefully.

Ou Xingzhen looked at his elder brother's paralyzed face, and lowered his head silently: "Eldest brother, are you sure that you two call it friendship in the mall, not hostility?"

"Yi'er, Dad will pick you up after school tomorrow afternoon, and we will go together then." Patting his son on the head, Ou Xingtian confessed tenderly.

So, that's the point.Hearing what the elder brother explained to the younger nephew, Ou Xingzhen realized.

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after dinner

Ou Lingyi recorded the sheet music he was going to play in his room, took it to Ou Lingshuang's room, and asked her to make an accompaniment tape for him.He remembered that his sister was very proficient in audio software when he was a child, tried to make a lot of music tapes, and even gave him a few boxes, so when he needed help, he was the first to think of her.

"Sister, this is the piece I want to play. The red staff is the chime accompaniment, and the yellow one is the dulcimer accompaniment. Can you help me synthesize it with software?" Ou Lingyi handed the score he had just finished to Ou Lingshuang.

"Ah? And the accompaniment tape? Aren't you a soloist?" Ou Lingshuang was a little dumbfounded.In this day and age, the so-called solo performance is serious solo performance, there is no concept of harmonic accompaniment at all, no wonder Ou Lingshuang couldn't react for a while.

"Oh, the solo is too monotonous. Adding some accompaniment can make the music more layered." Ou Lingyi smiled when he saw his sister's bulging eyes and wide open mouth.

"Yes, this idea is good and creative! Yi'er, you are so smart!" As he is also a music lover, Ou Lingyi implied that Ou Lingshuang took it back immediately, and his eyes lit up: "Hurry up, show me the music score, Don't worry, sister will fix it for you!"

Excitedly snatching the sheet music, Ou Lingshuang began to sing softly along with the notes. While singing, she suddenly stopped and looked at her brother with frighteningly bright eyes: "Xiao Yi, what song is this? The melody is so special! I Why have you never heard of it? Don’t tell me you composed it yourself!”

"Well, I hum casually when I'm free." Ou Lingyi nodded honestly.When he was a wandering soul in his last life, he really didn't have any entertainment. He often hummed out of tune tunes to entertain himself. This tune is one of them. The melody was sorted out and recorded.

"Ah...Xiao Yi, you, have you tested your IQ?" Ou Lingshuang opened and closed his mouth, and finally squeezed out this sentence dryly.In other words, my brother is simply too omnipotent, right?Beautiful in appearance, good at reading, superb in medicine, and very artistic, is there another such perfect person in the world?Is there? There must be none!There is only one younger brother of mine, Ou Lingshuang!The villain in Ou Lingshuang's heart was laughing wildly with her waist thrust into the sky, that was a pride.

"I haven't tested it, it's meaningless to test that." Although I don't understand, why IQ was involved when I was talking about the score, I still answered honestly to my sister's obedient Ou children's shoes.

"No need to test it, my sister told you, it must be 280!" Ou Lingshuang asserted domineeringly: "Also, why does this piece have to be played with the erhu? Does Xiaoyi know other instruments?"

Ou Lingshuang also felt that the musical instrument chosen by his younger brother was inappropriate.It's not her prejudice, but in the society at that time, when a large number of foreign cultures were being invaded, Chinese people generally had a bit of admiration for foreign cultures, and they only blindly pursued modern fashion, thinking that domestic products were old-fashioned.Because of this, many national quintessences are gradually forgotten.

In terms of music education, parents blindly send their children to learn piano, violin, and cello. All western musical instruments are considered noble and elegant, while in Chinese music, except for the guzheng, there is still a little market, and there are few others. To understand, to learn.Erhu, in particular, is generally labeled as vulgar, and it is considered to be okay if it is held by wandering artists to perform begging on the street, but it is definitely not tasteful when it is on the stage or played solo.

"I can also play the piano, violin, cello, clarinet, guzheng, flute, and dulcimer. But this piece needs to express the vicissitudes of the years, and only the erhu is the most suitable. Does my sister think the erhu is not good? In fact, the music played by Chinese instruments is a little bit better. It is no worse than foreign musical instruments, and our playing skills are even more extensive and profound. For example, Guzheng has hundreds of basic fingerings, and the sound of strings can change with different fingerings. The good things left to us by our ancestors." When it comes to the only music he is interested in, Ou Lingyi talks a lot, thinking about the future, Erhu, Matouqin, Konghou, Xun... These classical instruments, more and more people learn Ou Lingyi felt deeply regretful that Chinese music had no place on the international stage.

During his days as a wandering soul, his favorite things were basking in the moonlight on the roof, and going to the guard room to listen to the old man playing the erhu.The sonorous stringed sound made him unforgettable to this day.

"What's the matter with you?" Ou Lingyi realized the silence in the room after expressing his views on Chinese music. Ou Lingshuang was staring at him with a dull expression. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull her arm and asked.

"Ah~~ It's nothing, I just think you're right! Xiaoyi, this is the first time my sister has heard you say such a long word in one breath!" Congratulations: It's good to have something that he loves. He has no desires, no desires, lifeless, really not suitable for the pure little boy in front of him.

"Yi'er likes Chinese music? Erhu?" Ou Xingtian wanted to visit his younger son after visiting his eldest son, and passed by Ou Lingshuang's room, accidentally listening to the conversation between the two siblings.Leaning against the door, the corners of his mouth curled up in joy: Not being restrained by the public's worldly concepts, and only pursuing what he thinks are valuable, is it because his mind is single and pure enough to see farther than others?My baby is really special.

51. malicious

On the second day, after another round of severe blows, Ou Tianbao got up, except for his red and swollen eyes, he couldn't see the slightest bit of sadness at all.Seeing Ou Lingyi coming down, he warmly and cordially said good morning.This normal to weird attitude aroused everyone's attention.

Ou Xingtian, who stayed at home waiting for a fax, sent the children away, and specifically called the housekeeper: "Uncle Wu, when you went to see Tianbao last night, did he have any abnormalities?"

"No, the young master just buried himself in the quilt and cried for a while, and then he recovered before going to bed, and asked me to bring him dinner. After eating all the dinner, it's normal." Uncle Wu thought that Master Tianbao could calm down so quickly, It is a sign of growing up, and the tone is very gratifying.

"Really? That's good. But you should pay more attention to his emotions recently." Feeling that the eldest son's emotions recovered too quickly, which was a bit abnormal, Ou Xingtian frowned worriedly.

"Yes, Young Master." Uncle Wu nodded and agreed.It was his responsibility to take care of the Ou family, and it was his duty.

After receiving the assurance from the housekeeper, he called and specially arranged for several bodyguards to accompany the eldest son, and then Ou Xingtian collected the fax and went to work.Arranging bodyguards is not to prevent others from hurting him, but to prevent him from hurting himself or others.As a father, he knows all too well the paranoia towards his son.

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Ou Group, President's Office

Ou Xingtian put down his briefcase, and immediately called his assistant to come in: "Raymond, help me get an erhu later. The materials and timbre should be the best."

"President, you want me to play the erhu? Are you sure?" Raymond reconfirmed. The boss suddenly asked him to play an erhu instead of a pistol?Thinking of the scene of the boss with his legs crossed, holding an erhu, playing and singing with a melancholy expression, he felt a little dizzy.

"You heard me right!" Ou Xingtian gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

"What do you want the erhu for? The erhu doesn't show your identity at all, and it doesn't match the noble you. How about changing the piano?" Raymond felt that he had to remind the boss to pay attention to his image of a tough guy.Just based on his imagination, the mighty value of the god-level boss in his mind has dropped by half.

"What's so good about the piano? The erhu is a traditional instrument in our country C, and it can also play beautiful music. What's not as good as the piano? If you tell me to do it, I will see it before I get off work. Remember, Call a professional to watch it together, the tone must be the best!" Ou Xingtian couldn't bear the assistant's chatter, and began to let out a chill.

"Yes, I'll do it right away!" Trembling from the chill released by the boss, Raymond quickly agreed, turned and ran away.In the future, the boss can do whatever he asks, and I can't afford to ask too many questions.

After the assistant closed the door and left, Ou Xingtian looked at the photo of his son on the desk and smiled softly.

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Instead of sharing the car with the annoying double-faced girl, Ou Lingshuang and Ou Lingyi arrived at the school laughing and laughing all the way.

"Xiao Yi, what are you looking at? Class is about to start." Seeing his younger brother suddenly freeze after getting off the car, frowning in one direction, Ou Lingshuang stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder to remind him.

"I didn't see anything." At the school gate, I used my mental power to search for the malicious direction.