I really don't want to be a superstar

Chapter 240, 'Sorry, can I borrow my guitar? '

Li Yun didn't chat much with Ye Xinghui, and Ye Xinghui didn't just stay here to fish.

He also wanted to record an episode of "Lecture Forum of Hundred Schools". Although Li Yun gave Ye Xinghui half the chance to perform in that episode of "Lecture Forum of Hundred Schools", it was still Li Yun's home game after all.

Yang Guangcheng gave Ye Xinghui the opportunity to speak.

This opportunity to be the main lecturer of Baijia Forum is also an opportunity for Ye Xinghui to temporarily escape from Ye Deguang.

He cherishes it very much. The longer the shooting process here is delayed, the better.

Because at this time, he can listen to his favorite pop music, his favorite guitar and rock.

When Li Yun returned home, he received an unexpected message.

During the period, there was a small episode in Hengdian. At the end of the year, environmental protection and various messy things began to be inspected. The entire Hengdian had to stop filming, and the opening date is to be determined.

Well, even if I go back to Hengdian, I won't be able to make a movie, so I might as well stay at home for a few more days.

Ever since, Li Yunhe leisurely played the violin for a while (refer to 5 minutes), played games for a while (refer to 6 hours), and read novels for a while (refer to 5 hours). After that, it was already evening.

The life of an otaku is so simple, plain, and boring.

In the middle of the night, Li Yun also hastily packed up and went to bed.

Before falling asleep, a familiar voice sounded
"54321 starts."

After entering the dream, continue to experience Ye Xinghui's life.

To be honest, Li Yun really didn't want to experience Ye Xinghui's life. Even though his memory had been blurred by the system, he still had impressions of many things. That was the rejection engraved in his bones.

For example, that violent and stubborn Ye Deguang.

That submissive Ye Xinghui.

In his more than 30 years of life, I am afraid he could not escape two things-practicing the piano and being controlled.

Training begins.

Ye Xinghui still succumbed to Ye Deguang's devil training, and the devil training was not without results. When he was 15 years old, he made his mark in the music academy.

Start winning prizes everywhere.

From then on, Ye Deguang, whose face was always cold, began to show a smile, and also began to appear under the spotlight of the screen.

At the age of 18, Ye Xinghui first fell in love. He fell in love with a resident singer in a bar, and they got together smoothly.

The voice of the resident singer in that bar is very pure.

Her singing cleansed Ye Xinghui's heart.

However, paper cannot contain fire. When Ye Xinghui was 20 years old, Ye Deguang found out about this incident and met with strong opposition from him.

"I don't object to your falling in love, but you also have to pick a partner. What kind of bar resident singer is this?"

"I'm just in love, not to the point of marriage."

"It's not allowed to fall in love! In the future, you must find someone from a prestigious school, someone with a high degree of education, beautiful, and self-cultivated. The height must not be less than 1.6 meters eight, and you can't leave the house after eight o'clock in the evening."

Ye Deguang had already set Ye Xinghui's criteria for choosing a mate.

At this time, Ye Xinghui was already numb.

He couldn't bring himself to resist anymore.

So I had no choice but to end the love with the resident singer in the bar, and cut off the first love that was unforgettable although it was not long.

There is only one reason, and that is Ye Deguang's desire to control.

At the age of 27, Ye Xinghui's violin career reached its peak. He joined the National Symphony Orchestra and became one of the violinists.

Of course, now, at the age of 35, his achievements have stopped at this, which is already the final achievement for others.

It's just that there is one person who is not satisfied
"Son, can you be a little promising? I have spent so much energy training you, not to let you stop here. You are a talented child, and you can be stronger and go further."

Ye Deguang forced Ye Xinghui to work hard with an almost pleading force.

Is the violinist of the National Symphony Orchestra good?

Great, of course, but there are 21 other violinists like this in the entire symphony orchestra.

Ye Deguang has trained him like a devil since he was a child, and his expectations are more than just that.
He also wants Ye Xinghui to become a better person, a violinist who can go to foreign symphony orchestras, and even perform in Antianmen and the White Palace in the United States
Ye Deguang gave him high hopes, and whipped Ye Xinghui forward with his own ambition and desire.

"Dad, I'm 35 years old, my future has been fixed, am I not doing well enough? I have become the principal violinist of the symphony orchestra."

"You can go further in the future, Dad believes in you, you can do it."

"Dad, at the age of 35, Weihua started laying off employees. How can you let me, who is 35 years old, go further? Dad, I have wanted to say it for a long time. I am not suitable for the violin at all, I have no talent!"

"Shut up! There is nothing you can't do if you work hard. If you can't do double the effort, you can triple it. If you can't do it three times, you can quadruple, five, or six times. One day you will be able to do it! Well, it will not be allowed in the future." Mention this to me."

After persuading, Ye Deguang opened the door and left.

He's off to another 'Tiger Mom Tiger Dad' training session.

Parents like Ye Deguang gathered there.

They do everything they can to make their children 'get ahead'. Or to live like they want.

Before Ye Deguang left home, he locked the door and locked 35-year-old Ye Xinghui behind his back in the piano room.

Today is also Ye Xinghui's piano practice day.

When he got up the next day, Li Yun woke up leisurely.

A familiar system prompt sounded in his head.

"Ding, theme: The end of violin training: progress 62.5 (passed)."

"After passing the training, there will be no mandatory training. It is up to the host to choose to continue with the theme: violin training until the progress reaches 100%."

"No no no, skip it, skip it, enough is enough"

Li Yun quickly said that he should stop doing it, and he didn't need the professional skills of a national-level violinist.
Seeing the progress, Li Yun felt that he really didn't have much talent in the violin. According to Ye Xinghui's training intensity from childhood to adulthood, he had only reached 60% of his level.

Ye Xinghui said that he is not very talented, so wouldn't he be even less talented?
This reminded Li Yun of a well-known pianist in his previous life—his name was Lang Lang.

He was also brought up in this way, the whole family put all their eggs in one basket, his father resigned, and his mother worked to support him.

But unlike Ye Xinghui, Lang Lang was already the number one pianist in the world when he was 35 years old. In terms of piano performance alone, there is no better pianist in the world.
Compared with Lang Lang's achievements, Ye Xinghui's achievements seemed a bit weak.

Ye Xinghui's talent in violin is not as strong as Lang Lang's talent in piano.
lead to a different fate.

Ye Deguang hopes that Ye Xinghui will become a character like 'Lang Lang'.

But is Lang Lang so successful?

Once the success is complete, how many tiger parents and tiger mothers devote everything every year to cultivate a second Lang Lang, and the result is self-evident.

"Ding, the host has chosen to end the theme, and it will take effect."

"Subject: The end of violin training."

"Reward: Memories Pill (White)"

"Memory Pill (White): An inferior memory pill, slightly stronger than melatonin."

"Message from the system: Only you can decide who you want to be, no one else—"

Li Yun breathed a sigh of relief when the series of rewards from the system were pulled down, and hurried to drink a cappuccino to calm his shock.

This time the violin training brought Li Yun a lot of gains, but it also brought a lot of psychological pressure.

Such a father is really not to be trifled with.

Fortunately, I was reincarnated and reincarnated as Li Xiuzhu's son. If I were to be reincarnated as Ye Xinghui, there would probably be no place to cry. My life would probably be in hell mode.

At this moment, Li Yun pulled out the white memory pill.

"Hey, it's better than melatonin. How's the effect?"

Li Yun drank the memory pill with cappuccino.

Sure enough, it was as described, slightly stronger than melatonin, and I didn't recall anything new.

But in my mind, the memory fragments of a certain song are gradually being completed and become clear.

After taking a white quality memory pill, Li Yun felt a little dizzy in his head—the effect was similar to that of melatonin, but he didn't expect this side effect to be in the same line.

Li Yun felt his head was dizzy, so he wanted to go for a walk and sort out the memories in his mind by the way.

Came to the familiar building again.

He saw Ye Xinghui watching the homeless singer sing by the curb again.

The homeless singer seemed to have a hoarse voice, so he didn't continue to sing today, but simply played the guitar.

Although it lacks something compared to the song, it has a different taste.

Today's audience is as rare as ever, and occasionally someone will tip the wandering singer with a coin.

Ye Xinghui noticed Li Yundao.

"Are you here again?"

"Your house doesn't run the street, so I can't come." Li Yunbai glanced at Ye Xinghui and said, "Why, haven't you finished recording yet?"

"Well, I've finished recording "Hundred Schools Forum", and it will be played in the next episode."

"Oh"

Ye Xinghui paused and said, "Don't try to talk more, I know you understand psychology."

Um.
In fact, whether you say it or not, I am quite clear about everything about you.

Of course, this doesn't seem to be straightforward.

Li Yun just sat down beside Ye Xinghui silently and said.

"Want to try it?"

"Sing? I can't."

Ye Xinghui shook his head decisively.

He no longer wants to sing.

After all, every time he sings, the memories for him are not very good
"You can do it."

As Li Yun, who has experienced Ye Xinghui's life, he certainly knows that Ye Xinghui is indeed more talented in singing than he is in the field of violin.

In the past, the high-pitched rock songs he sang secretly were not something ordinary people could sing, but Ye Xinghui could soar high-pitched the first time he sang.

He has this talent.

Seeing Ye Xinghui's shrugging expression, Li Yun looked helpless, patted his butt, and stood up.

Ye Xinghui felt a little guilty.

"He encourages me so much, and I still have this attitude. He must be very disappointed, but I'm sorry, I can't"

Ye Xinghui thought that Li Yun was going to turn around and leave, but he didn't. Li Yun came directly to the opposite side, in front of the homeless singer.

"Excuse me, can I borrow my guitar?"

(End of this chapter)