Jiang Heng's star

Jiang Heng promised Lin Chen to give him until Friday, and Lin Chen would come over to teach Jiang Xingyu from the morning of this week.

Lin Chen took out two things from his bag, handed one to Jiang Xingyu, and said, "Xiaoyu, let's learn something new this week."

Jiang Xingyu carefully looked at the thing in his hand, it wasn't too big, he could hold it with one hand, it was square, long and flat, with more than ten square holes in the middle, something he had never seen before.

Jiang Xingyu asked suspiciously, "Teacher, what is this?"

Lin Chen said warmly, "This is called a harmonica."

Jiang Xingyu tilted his head, and repeated: "Mouth...qin?"

"Yeah." Lin Chen picked up the harmonica and played a demonstration of "Starry Sky" for Jiang Xingyu.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded with Lin Chen's blowing, and the tone of the harmonica was clear and clear, not like playing, but more like humming.It can be used to express feelings and feel the mood.

Jiang Xingyu seemed to feel it too, but the teacher seemed to be happy and sad, and there was an indescribable feeling that he couldn't understand.Happy is happy.Sadness is sadness, is there such a contradictory mood?

After playing the song, Lin Chen asked softly, "Does Xingyu want to learn?"

Jiang Xingyu didn't answer, and he didn't realize that Lin Chen's address to him had changed, so he just asked, "Is teacher unhappy?"

Lin Chen: "Huh?"

Jiang Xingyu pointed at the harmonica, "I can hear it."

Lin Chen smiled gently and said, "No, the teacher is not unhappy."

"Does Xingyu want to learn? The teacher will teach you."

Jiang Xingyu nodded, imitating Lin Chen just now and blowing a few times, but the result was neither sound nor tune, Jiang Xingyu frowned in distress.

Lin Chen laughed, and taught Jiang Xingyu how to play a single note first, starting with the posture of holding the piano.

"Does Xingyu remember how to blow out candles?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded, "Huh?"

Lin Chen smiled and nodded, "Yes, Xingyu will try blowing it."

Jiang Xingyu blew into the square hole in the middle, and heard Qingming's piano sound.

"Xingyu is really smart, he understands as soon as he speaks."

After Lin Chen left City A, he came across a street performer playing a repertoire on a harmonica. The clear and clear timbre reminded him of Jiang Xingyu's voice, and it was just as pleasant.

Lin Chen taught Jiang Xingyu the chromatic harmonica, which has a purer and brighter tone and is not difficult to learn.

Jiang Xingyu doesn't like to talk, and his expressions are few. He looks a bit too indifferent. His usual pastime is only painting and Rubik's cube.Therefore, he wants to teach Jiang Xingyu to learn the harmonica. Apart from feeling that the harmonica is very similar to the other party's timbre, he also hopes that the other party can express himself through the harmonica.

Lin Chen taught very attentively, and Jiang Xingyu was also very focused and serious.Jiang Xingyu stopped looking at the tablet when he went back at night, and sat on the sofa holding the harmonica and playing it in style.Although Jiang Heng was a little jealous, but seeing that Jiang Xingyu really liked him, his jealousy was not enough. What's more, Jiang Heng could really hear the happy mood from Jiang Xingyu's piano sound, no matter how unhappy he was, it disappeared. up.

Jiang Xingyu learned quickly, and by Friday, he could already play the song "Starry Sky" in its entirety.

Lin Chen touched Jiang Xingyu's head after hearing Jiang Xingyu finished playing, and said, "Xingyu is really good, and he learned it so quickly. These are the piano scores. Xingyu can try to play other things in the future."

"Xingyu will never need a teacher again."

Jiang Xingyu didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he tilted his head in doubt.

Lin Chen chuckled, "The teacher is leaving, now Xingyu is very smart and doesn't need to learn anything anymore."

Jiang Xingyu understood, and said, "Xingyu graduated."

"Yes, Xingyu graduated." Lin Chen said with a smile, paused, and asked again: "Will Xingyu remember the teacher?"

"Remember," Jiang Xingyu counted with his fingers, "Rubik's cube, painting, harmonica... are all taught by the teacher."

Lin Chen smiled knowingly, "Thank you, Xingyu."

Before he left, he gave Jiang Xingyu a hug. Sure enough, when he turned his head, he saw Jiang Heng staring at him with a sullen face and cold eyes.

Lin Chen didn't care, just smiled and nodded, then turned and left.

Jiang Heng drove home with Jiang Xingyu, Jiang Xingyu's expression was indifferent, showing no emotion,

Jiang Heng was a little worried.He had asked Dean Wu about Lin Chen. He knew that Lin Chen had been Jiang Xingyu's teacher for four years, much longer than he had met Jiang Xingyu.He wasn't sure about Lin Chen's weight in Jiang Xingyu's heart, whether Jiang Xingyu would be unhappy if the other party came and went like this.

He regretted it a little now, knowing that Jiang Xingyu knew only a few people, yet he drove them away for his own selfish desire.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Xingyu sat on the sofa and played the harmonica. He didn't know how to play anything else, but he still played the song "Starry Sky".

Jiang Heng waited for Jiang Xingyu to finish playing, and asked tentatively, "Xingyu, the teacher has left, how do you feel?"

Jiang Xingyu blinked, not quite understanding what Jiang Heng meant.The teacher who taught him to count left after he learned it, and the teacher who taught him to read left after he learned it.The same is true for Lin Chen. He learned the harmonica, so Lin Chen also left. Leaving itself is a very common thing.

Even Dean Wu told him a long time ago that she would leave Jiang Xingyu one day.

People will leave when they come, this is something Jiang Xingyu understood very early on.

Jiang Heng could see that Lin Chen's departure did not leave traces in Jiang Xingyu's heart, he was happy but also a little disappointed, and couldn't help asking, "Then if it's my brother who left, how would Xingyu feel? "

Jiang Xingyu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his eyes to Jiang Heng, and asked, "Will brother leave Xingyu too?"

Jiang Heng knew that the answer would be right now, and he might be able to get the answer he wanted.

But this idea only appeared for a second before being rejected by himself. He didn't want Jiang Xingyu to think that he would leave, even if it was just an if.

Jiang Heng looked directly at Jiang Xingyu with gentle but firm eyes, "No, brother will never leave Xingyu."

作者:

I wrote the harmonica part blindly, don't ask if I can learn it in a few days, just ask Xingyu is a genius.Is there anyone who doesn’t have an account on Bao FW? I have an invitation code. If you don’t have an account, you can ask me on Weibo~