I really don't want to be a superstar

Chapter 253, just thinking about it makes me a little excited
On the other hand, Ye Deguang still didn't let go of the matter on the Internet, and was persistently posting black Li Yun.

"He is an uneducated person. No matter what the purpose is, it is a very hateful thing for my son to give up a stable and comfortable life and 'chase his dream' with him. This behavior itself denies my son 30 years of hard work, denying my 30 years of training, is there anything more hateful than this? Watching your own children, working hard, being deceived, and then falling into the abyss."

Ye Xinghui's Weibo has a very high number of likes.

Many middle-aged and elderly people resonated and forwarded it.

An analogy to ordinary people is that a man of unknown origin deceives his children who have been admitted to civil servants to work in his start-up company.

Isn't this cheating?

Who can bear it, at least the parents can't bear it.

At the same time, some people in the classical music circle also stood up and endorsed.

"He must have been deceived." - John Mailang, the famous violin master.

"I only saw a promising young man go astray." ——Mr. Dali, a violin teacher at 91 Music Network.

"In ancient times there was Mengpo soup, and now there is ecstasy. It's not too late to find your way back if you go astray. Don't give up your bright future just for a moment of confusion." ——Teacher Yumian from Aiqi Music Network.

The classical music circle is also a circle, and it also needs traffic.

Ye Deguang caused this big wave of traffic, which naturally made people flock to it.

There is an endless stream of hype.

But it is undeniable that the classical music circle, which seems to be very "closed" and "tall", does not have a good impression of the pop music circle, and even has a sense of superiority.

It's like the contempt chain of civil servants-state-owned enterprises and institutions-private enterprises.
And the enthusiasm itself also represents the enthusiasm, which makes Ye Deguang's affairs escalate.

The number of Ye Deguang's fans has also surged all the way to 50.

For Ye Deguang, this was a surprise.

"As for why my son is able to achieve today's achievements and become the violinist of the National Symphony Orchestra, it is completely derived from my exclusive education method. Please pay attention to "Tiger Dad Deguang". For details, please click the link! @#￥%..."

The number of comments, retweets, and likes on this Weibo reached a new high.

It is foreseeable that the sales of this "Tiger Dad Deguang" will hit a new high.

"No wonder those pop stars like traffic and hype exposure so much, this thing really has some merits."

Ye Deguang is a little addicted.

This feeling of 'getting something for nothing' made him a little intoxicated.

Ye Deguang decided.

carry on.

Continue to heat up.

Then Ye Deguang typed a few lines on the keyboard like a typewriter.

"The violin is an elegant instrument. Some people who play popular music probably don't understand what is called the essence and what is called real classical music. It is a musical form that ignores national boundaries and races, and can transcend languages ​​and thinking. "

Ye Deguang sneered for a while.

Pointing at Li Yun next door.

Li Yun's Weibo is as calm as water.

There is no point in refuting it at all.

If it was someone else, they would have already come out to refute this kind of cross-examination.

There is only one explanation.

That is nothing to refute.

He was guilty.

Ye Deguang felt that it was natural for Li Yun to feel guilty.

There is probably only one reason why the pop music circle abducts people from the classical music circle-that is, cheating.

Isn't this MLM?
Ye Deguang felt that it was not enough.

It's not hot enough
Think again.
"Wife."

"Ok?"

"I'm going out, and you can help me with the order."

"Um"

Ye Deguang made his way to the capital.

This is where the dream begins.

Ye Deguang turned around and came to a large courtyard.

The nanny came out and asked.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Ye Deguang's tone was modest and respectful.

"I'm looking for Master Xiao Chengguo"

"excuse me, you are."

"I'm Ye Deguang, Ye Xinghui's father, Ye Xinghui! Xiao Chengguo's proud disciple in the early years is now the principal violinist of the National Symphony Orchestra."

Ye Deguang had a flattering smile on his face.

Xiao Chengguo, formerly a teacher at the Central Conservatory of Music and the vice president of the National Violin Association, is a master among the masters and has a pivotal position in the domestic classical music circle.

if he joins
"Oh, then I'll report it."

"Well, help me bring the fruit basket to the master"

After the nanny entered the room, she gave the fruit basket to Master Xiao Chengguo.

At this moment, Xiao Chengguo was listening to music in the room.

Listening to some kind of music performance with forgetful expression.

Faced with the nanny knocking on the door and entering, although Xiao Chengguo was displeased, he didn't say much, just said lightly.

"what happened?"

"Ye Xinghui's parents want to see you."

"Ye Xinghui? Oh, that kid with no talent."

Xiao Chengguo said subconsciously.

"Old Xiao, isn't he the principal violinist of the National Symphony Orchestra? How could he not be talented?"

"How should I put it? He has used ten times the effort to achieve the same level as others. Does this count as lack of talent?"

Xiao Chengguo's expression did not fluctuate. For this student, he actually did not intend to accept him at the beginning. When he first saw him, he judged that this child did not have the talent for the violin - but Ye Deguang gave it Too much.

Xiao Chengguo could only reluctantly accept Ye Xinghui as a disciple. If he can really pay ten times more, it is not impossible to make achievements.
Sure enough, Ye Xinghui took the method of paying ten times to reach the current height.

Xiao Chengguo doesn't dislike children who work hard, hard work is also a kind of talent, so his impression of Ye Xinghui is actually good.
With ten times the effort, Xiao Chengguo believed that Ye Xinghui loved the violin.

If you don't like it, why pay so much? ——Xiao Chengguo doesn't know much about surfing the Internet, so he doesn't know that Ye Xinghui has a 'tiger dad'.

"Let him in."

"Um"

After thinking for a while, Xiao Chengguo still let Ye Deguang in.

In front of Xiao Chengguo, Ye Deguang behaved very humble and refined.

Xiao Chengguo is Ye Xinghui's teacher and Ye Deguang's idol.

A violin master, Ye Deguang also had great ambitions and wanted to climb to the top of the Violin Association - but he really didn't have much talent, and after years of hard work, he could only stop at level 5.

"Hello, Teacher Xiao"

"Well, Mr. Ye, what's the matter?"

"Yes, let me tell you something about my son Ye Xinghui, he was deceived by someone"

Ye Deguang complained with an aggrieved expression on his face, dancing and dancing, pear blossoms with rain, the central idea was one, Ye Xinghui was kidnapped to sing some pop music and rock, and completely gave up his violin career.

"Give up the violin career completely?"

"Well, you must always be the master for Xinghui."

"Um"

Xiao Chengguo always felt weird looking at Ye Deguang who was crying.

Although he was a little surprised by Ye Xinghui's sudden career change, Xiao Chengguo didn't have much reaction—after all, Ye Xinghui is an adult, 35 years old.

Since you are an adult, you should be responsible for your actions.

If it was he who decided to sing popular songs, Xiao Chengguo felt that the problem would not be too big.

"Well, I think you should ask him yourself."

"He doesn't even answer my phone, it looks like he's been brainwashed by that Li Yun."

Ye Deguang said anxiously.

"Well, don't you even answer your phone?"

Xiao Chengguo pondered, it really looks like he has encountered a pyramid scheme
"Then, let me call and ask for you."

"Thank you. I also hope that you can forward a Weibo for me. This Li Yun is very powerful in the entertainment industry."

Ye Deguang induced Xiao Chengguo to post on Weibo for him, helping him to gather popularity so that he could sell books.
"Huh? Forward Weibo? Do you know how to play Weibo?"

Xiao Chengguo seemed to have discovered a new continent.

Ye Deguang was stunned. Could it be that old man Xiao Chengguo doesn't know how to play Weibo?

He remembered that Xiao Chengguo had Weibo.

"That's right. Weibo, isn't everyone playing now? Professor Xiao, don't you have Weibo?"

"That's great. My little granddaughter is doing Weibo. Now my little granddaughter is out on a trip. No one helps me. My nanny doesn't know how to use Weibo. It's really troublesome. Come on, come on, If you know how, help me listen to this piece of music."

Xiao Chengguo played a piece of music.

The beautiful melody is played from the mobile phone player.

Ye Deguang was stunned when he heard this melody.

how
What a beautiful melody.

The tune of one part chases the other part from beginning to end, until the last bar, the last chord, blending together, giving people a sacred artistic conception.

Although Ye Deguang does not have much talent in the violin.

But he still loves to listen to classical music, even a little fanatical, otherwise he would not be so stubborn to send his son to study violin.

"Which master is this song, Johnson? Crumson? Maxi?"

The simple rhythm gives people a kind of sacred touch, and Ye Deguang feels astonished.

Ye Deguang is a connoisseur of classical music, what kind of good classical music have you never heard?
He hasn't heard this one
It is certain that this piece of music is a newly composed piece.

There is no popular song yet.

"It's not them." Xiao Chengguo shook his head and said, "This is what my son let me do."

"Then your son doesn't know?"

"He doesn't know. He said it belonged to his friend. His friend said it was passed to him by his friend's friend. A friend of a friend."

"Forehead"

It's really hard to find dolls like this.
"Help me post it on Weibo, let the people on Weibo find it"

Xiao Chengguo also believes in the principle that there is great power in numbers.

"Ah ok, use your Weibo to post?"

"Use yours. I don't even know how many Weibo accounts I have. My granddaughter manages them for me."

Ye Deguang was a little excited.

Use your own Weibo to post this song.

You know, if you post on your own Weibo
Isn't this equivalent to the first release of this classic song on the whole network?

Think about
Just a little excited.

(End of this chapter)