The Boss of Yan's Family in Siheyuan

Yan Jiecheng recently taught theory and trained practical operations in the factory.

When I go home, I will study with the music books I bought a few days ago. I will either teach the harmonium or the flute.

Nowadays, Yan Jiecheng's learning speed is really fast. He has already become impressive in a week or two.

A song and a laugh can only make Yan Bugui sigh: Where can I find a close friend at the end of the world?

Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng said: As long as my mother agrees.

This piece of music was memorized when he was learning the ocarina later in life.

In later generations, I once went to Jinan. On the bank of Daming Lake, there was a very charming woman named Xia who was selling ocarinas.

Yan Jiecheng gave up Xiao Bai and performed a good deed to the female donor.

It's a pity that his musical sense is very poor and he just can't play the rhythm.

He envied Jia Dongxu very much for this. Every night there was someone singing at home, and he was also a master of playing, playing and singing.

Yan Jiecheng also learned guitar for several months, and his level has been very stable.

Stable in: twinkling and shining.

Would you say it’s annoying?

That evening, Yan Jiecheng was practicing flute in the park.

After finishing the song, Yan Jiecheng realized that there were two people standing next to him

There was an older man in his early forties. Although he was dressed plainly, his whole body revealed an aura of talent that could not be hidden.

Yan Jiecheng finally opened his eyes. It turns out that this world really does have the aura that cannot be hidden.

Of course, the poor aura of my third uncle cannot be hidden.

The other one is in his early twenties and is very artistic.

The older man greeted Yan Jiecheng with a smile.

"What do you call this little brother? What was the tune you played just now?"

"Auntie, just call me Yan Jiecheng, mediocre. I played this tune randomly."

"Xiao Yan, just call me Aunt Wu. I am doing music in Shanghai Film. This is my student Fen Taoli, she is in the Central Song and Dance Ensemble."

Wu Ke listened to Yan Jiecheng's lies and was noncommittal. After all, A Bing's experience preceded him.

The three of them sat in front of a stone table in the park and started chatting, and soon they became familiar with each other.

"Xiao Yan, your song has a five-note sequence of womb, shang, jiao, zheng and yu. It has an ups and downs melody and is catchy. It's very powerful!"

"The melody descends step by step, first suppressing and then rising, with twists and turns. The melody is simple and melodious, with a traditional style." Fen Taoli commented.

"Xiao Fen is right, this song, this song, yes, yes, yes, it should be..." Then he patted his thigh and continued:

"Awesome and heroic."

"How did you figure it out?"

What can Yan Jiecheng say? I thought to myself that I came up with it based on my memory.

"I don't really understand it either. I just watch the river melt in spring, the snow falls in winter, and read the poems of great men."

Wu Ke: ...I finally figured it out, this little guy is a bit of a scumbag. I learned this, and when I encounter someone who is too lazy to talk about it in the future, I will just do it like this.

The three chatted for a while, and Yan Jiecheng got to know the master and apprentice somewhat.

It was these understandings that made his scalp numb. This was when he met a great god.

Wu Ke, it turned out that he reported to the Central Youth Organization.

A few days ago, the song she composed came out, and the organization specially talked to her to prepare it as the song for the children's team.

Don’t be too familiar with that song Yan Jiecheng.

After all, such a big family property.

He waited until he was a teenager and reached middle age, but he still couldn't find a place to take over.

This student of hers has students all over the world!

In the end, the master and the apprentice composed a song for Cang Hai's laughter, and Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but feel jealous after seeing it.

So he continued his shamelessness to the end and pretended to fill in the lyrics.

After the two looked at it, they stared at Yan Jiecheng for a while.

"This is what you call ordinary."

"Shameless."

After Yan Jiecheng heard this, he glared at Fen Taoli.

No matter how awesome he is in the future, just give him a glare first.

"The ancients said that one person can be killed in ten steps, and no trace of a thousand miles can be left behind.

There is also a man who wields a sword to repay kindness and refuses to live his life in vain.

Now that I have your lyrics and music again, I am so happy."

Yan Jiecheng accompanies the song, and the master and apprentice sang it twice.

He sighed: "This song is not suitable for female voices. It needs a male with a deep and hoarse voice to sing it."

Wu Ke analyzed the lyrics excitedly.

"If you want to benefit the country's life and death, why should you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?

The feelings of family and country that care about the world.

The true character of a hero is written in history, and the charm is etched in the blood.

Let people understand the spirit and the heart, and practice it physically."

"The jade skin grows white bones in vain, not as good as the roar of a sword that makes the water cold."

"Using the sword to drive the horse into the enemy's formation, the blood-stained shirt is a matter of life and death."

It's very interesting to see the master and the apprentice saying a word to each other.

Yan Jiecheng also added:

"When it's over, I brushed off my clothes and went away, hiding my body and name."

"It's nothing special, Yan Jiecheng!"

Master and apprentice both joked at the same time.

The three of them left each other's contact information and parted ways.

That night, Xu Damao made an appointment with Yan Jiecheng again.

This time, Yan Jiecheng brought two bottles of Erguotou.

Damao’s food is always so hard.

Although Xu Damao made it himself, it tastes really good.

The main reason is that this guy is willing to give up.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms, spicy dried radish, and boiled peanuts in salt water.

This is also the reason why Yan Jiecheng is willing to drink with Xu Damao.

If you drink with Shazhu, you can only be peanuts and cabbage gangsters.

Xu Damao, I always treat guests generously, and I don’t spend money on things that I won’t end up doing well.

Regarding this matter, Yan Jiecheng felt that his old Yan family had to learn from Xu Damao.

Xu Damao pretended to be unhappy when he saw the two bottles of wine Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

"Xie Cheng, what kind of wine do you want when you come to my place? We don't have much else, so we have enough wine."

Whoever believes what the scene says is foolish and has to pretend to believe it.

"Hey, I believe this. But we can't keep letting you spend so much money."

Yan Jiecheng pointed to the dishes on the table and swallowed his saliva.

Then he said: "Look, good guy, this is probably not a whole big fat chicken."

Seeing this, Xu Damao looked proud.

"No, it's five pounds. This was given to me by fellow villagers when I went to the countryside to play a movie."

"Come on, let's talk while eating."

Xu Damao pulled Yan Jiecheng to sit at the dining table, opened the bottle of wine, and poured it for the two of them.

The more the little hen drank, the more he drank.

The two scolded Sha Zhu for his arrogance, and together they thought of several ways to punish him, waiting for Sha Zhu.

Scold the old man, scold the deaf old lady...

Later, I drank too much.

Even

"The third uncle is just Yan Laoxi, he will dig at you to death..."

"Hey, the third uncle seems to be your father."

Yan Jiecheng raised his head, thought for a while, and muttered: "Forget it."

"But your dad has really mastered the realm. Hey, good guy, he is a seventh-level teacher with a salary of forty-one and a half dollars. When he meets people, he says that he only has twenty-seven and five dollars. It is not easy to support a big family.

In order to calculate something for others. It’s really..."

Xu Damao raised his eyebrows and said cowardly: "Hey, your father never thought that I would know, right?"

Yan Jiecheng ignored Xu Damao. After hearing what Xu Damao said about Yan Bugui's salary, Yan Jiecheng woke up more than half of the time.

Okay, old man, you hid it deep enough.