Music Department Games

Chapter 13 013: Children and parents who study art and their chats
The number of people gradually increased, and those parents could only stand in the aisle through the glass. While their children were holding musical instruments, they took out their mobile phones and took crazy pictures, and some directly recorded videos.

Hu Lihua is one of the parents. Her daughter is sitting in front of the guzheng in the guzheng classroom. She has been holding her mobile phone by the glass wall for several minutes, but she still hasn't found the best angle to take the picture.

Last night, she saw Jiaqi's mother in the parent group upload a video of her daughter playing the piano, which was praised by many parents.

"Mother Jiaqi, your daughter is amazing!"

"Your daughter is so versatile! Talented girl (thumbs)"

"My daughter is elegant and beautiful, just like her mother (laughs)."

"awesome!"

That's not all. In the end, Jiaqi's mother just replied to everyone calmly, "Thank you for your compliments."Then I ran to the circle of friends to post it again.

It's as if you are afraid that others will not know that your daughter can play the piano.

Hu Lihua finally found the right time. When the guzheng teacher sat on one side, and then the light just shone on her daughter, she was about to record a video but stopped, because her daughter could not play the guzheng at all. If this video was sent out, it would not be To make fun of?
So she switched to taking pictures, and frantically clicked on the phone screen. She didn't know how many pictures were taken. Anyway, she waited until Guzheng teacher sat next to her daughter and started explaining again, before she stopped the shutter button.

She opened the photo album on her mobile phone and found that the angle of the photo was just right.

So she came to sit on the stool in the hall, and then opened all the photos.

There are dozens of photos, but almost all of them are duplicates.

As a woman, every picture she saw was different, so she started flipping through the pictures.

In the first photo, the pinky finger trembled a bit, so I deleted it.

The second one, the mouth is not right, delete it.

In the third picture, the eyes are not focused. Mark it first and keep it.

After looking through all the photos, she found that only a dozen or so were deleted, and then she screened again.

After some rigorous and complicated screening, Hu Lihua finally found a satisfactory one, then opened the Meitu software, and began to add various lighting scene effects.

Half an hour later, she finished her "writing".

Opened the parent group, no one was chatting in it today, so she pretended to click inadvertently, and then sent the photo.

After 1 minute, no one spoke.

Hu Lihua thought to herself, could it be that everyone didn't see it?
Is this the wrong capture?

Or maybe everyone is secretly waiting to see this photo as a joke?

Gritting her teeth, she was about to withdraw.

"Mother Xiaowei, your daughter is really good at learning Guzheng."

"Mother Xiaowei, your daughter is so beautiful."

"My daughter doesn't know anything. I'm so envious of your daughter."

"Mother Xiaowei, let's forget about our two in-laws (grinning expression)."

Hu Lihua looked at the compliments and was very satisfied, so she clicked to withdraw the photo.

Immediately sent another apology: "I'm sorry everyone, I sent it to the wrong location. I originally sent it to my husband. I'm really sorry."

"Mother Xiaowei, it's okay, where did your daughter learn the guzheng?"

"Girls should learn guzheng and other national musical instruments, which can cultivate temperament."

Hu Lihua complained in her heart: "Didn't you old lady say yesterday that learning the piano cultivates temperament?"

Forget it, she didn’t care about the discussions in the group. She took the photo and edited a text in the circle of friends:
"Today I went for a walk with my daughter. She saw that there was a training class and wanted to come in to learn guzheng. She couldn't stop her. This guy is too difficult to take care of (laughing and crying emoji)."

After posting to the circle of friends, a few minutes later, I commented under the circle of friends: "Thank you mother Zihao, your son is also very handsome."

She was thinking about the name of the next mother, when her daughter came out of the guzheng classroom.

"Mom, I don't want to learn guzheng, I want to learn piano."

Guan Xiaowei almost cried.

"That's no longer a lesson, let's go." Hu Lihua was only here to try out the class.

Her father did not allow her to study art, saying that it was enough to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well.

"Then Wu Jiaqi in our class all learns piano, and I want to learn piano too." Guan Xiaowei clasped her lips with her fingers, tears in her eyes.

"Children can't compare! Do you know?"

After Hu Lihua finished speaking, she stood up, and her phone rang suddenly. She turned on the phone, and it was a comment from Jiaqi's mother.

"My daughter has passed the fourth level of the piano test. What level has your daughter passed the test? Xiaowei and Xiaowei's mother should work hard! Look after you."

After reading it, Hu Lihua almost dropped her phone. She lowered her head and smiled at Guan Xiaowei and said, "Let's sign up to learn Guzheng? It's not difficult at all."

Guan Xiaowei looked at her mother suspiciously: "."

Hu Lihua didn't have that much money in her mobile WeChat wallet, so she swiped her husband's credit card.

She took the list and went out, and then she opened Moments. At this time, many people had already liked and commented.

"Looking at the decoration in the photo, it looks very high-end. I don't know which art school you are in?"

"Guzheng teacher looks so pretty, I also want to take guzheng lessons."

"I checked the price of that guzheng, and it cost tens of thousands. It must be a training school for nobles, right?"

"Please ask for the address of the training class. I will take my daughter there to learn guzheng."

"Does drums be taught there? My son wants to learn drums."

"Wen Li's mother liked this photo."

"Xiao Hui's mother liked this photo."

Hu Lihua didn't reply, because if she did reply, she would have to answer the location of the art training center they asked about.

She pretended she hadn't seen it, and was about to turn off her phone, when Jiaqi's mother suddenly sent a message: "Mother Xiaowei, is your daughter really learning guzheng?"

Hu Lihua didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but she had to meet again in the future. She didn't reply now but she had to reply, so she politely replied: "Yes."

Jiaqi's mother immediately replied to the message, with a sincere tone: "Don't go to those bad art training classes to enroll your child, that's ruining your child's youth."

Hu Lihua replied: "How could it be?"

"My daughter learned it in the best art training class in the city. The teacher is very good and responsible."

Hu Lihua immediately began to scold the other party's ancestors in her heart. After a long time, it turned out that she was here to show off?It is also emphasized that it is the best training class. Your daughter and mine go to the same elementary school. Why don't you say so?

"The teacher here is very good at teaching (smiling face expression), Xiaowei likes it very much."

After Hu Lihua replied, she was about to stop replying, but unfortunately, Jiaqi's mother sent messages one after another: "It's a bit expensive here, let your children come here to learn, and have a companion."

"I saw someone posted a video just now, is this you?"

(This is a video sent by Jiaqi's mother.)
Hu Lihua clicked on the video. I don’t know who shot it in the lobby of the Eight Degrees Art Training Center. It was the shooting method of pressing and shooting and then turning around. It happened to record Hu Lihua sitting on the stool as a P picture. .

"The positioning is urban food, where is this?"

Jiaqi's mother then sent a text, "Is there no position for your daughter's training class?"

Hu Lihua was almost blown out of her lungs by this series of questions. After thinking for a while, she replied: "The address is a newly opened Octave Art Training Center here at Ningda University. Mother Jiaqi, I think the child will learn The purpose of art is to acquire a craft or technology, not to compare where to learn it. The ancients said that if the mountain is not high, there will be a name if there is an immortal; if the water is not deep, there will be a spirit if there is a dragon. Our children all go to the same elementary school, or they will go to the same junior high school and high school in the future, but as long as they can train our children to be able to get into a good university, such a school is the most powerful. Right, Jiaqi Mom? (smiling face expression)."

Hu Lihua felt that Jiaqi's mother should be able to understand the point of this passage.

Sure enough, Jiaqi's mother sent an irrelevant sentence: "Xiaowei's mother is so cultured (clapping emoji)."

After that, Jiaqi's mother did not send any more messages.

Hu Lihua felt that she had won, but she didn't expect that a housewife could say such a thing.She is no longer afraid, and opens the circle of friends to edit the text:
"Unified reply: Thank you for your compliments. The address of the school is on the Nanmen Street of Ningda University. The name is Badu Art Training Center. The teachers teach very seriously and the decoration is very high-end. It's just that it has just opened and parents who need to learn You can take a look together, and try the class for free now."

Then she also posted a sentence in the parent group: My daughter's training class is on the Nanmen Street of Ningda University, and the name is Badu Art Training Center.

After posting, Hu Lihua felt a little relieved.

At this time, Hu Lihua's husband sent a message asking for guilt: "Hu Lihua, what did you buy for 7999 yuan?"

Hu Lihua: "I enrolled my daughter in a one-year art training class, and the training class also gave me a guzheng."

Husband: "Don't waste money, she can't learn culture well, so why not learn guzheng, isn't this a waste of money?"

Hu Lihua's husband works in a construction company. Although the salary is higher than that of office workers, after paying off the mortgage and car loan, there is not much living expenses left.

This is also one of the main reasons why Hu Lihua had no intention of enrolling in the training class.

Hu Lihua: "It's because I don't study very well that I need to cultivate extracurricular hobbies. This is an investment in education. It's not too much to spend thousands of dollars a year on my daughter's education, right? Laoguan."

Husband: "I've said it all. If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you won't be afraid to travel all over the world. We can discuss going to cultural training classes. I don't agree with learning those useless things!"

Hu Lihua: "Anyway, I have already paid the money, so I have to learn Guzheng. You have learned mathematics, physics and chemistry, and you have not seen that you are not afraid of anything? You have to nod and bow when you see your leaders."

Hu Lihua's husband disappeared for half a minute.

Then her husband sent another message: "Go and refund the money, 8000 yuan can be half a month lower than the car loan."

Hu Lihua: "In the next life, will you just guard your car? It's because I didn't know anything at the beginning. I just read books and learned to read. Now I don't see that I am better than others."

Hu Lihua's husband disappeared again, and there was only the "husband" note on the screen and the beating "the other party is typing" below it.

Hu Lihua burst into tears after posting, but she looked down at her daughter, and immediately held back her tears and squatted in front of her with a smile: "Xiaowei, I'm sorry that my mother forced you to learn guzheng just now, didn't you just want to learn piano? How about we go and change the guzheng into a piano?"

Guan Xiaowei looked at the tears in her mother's eyes, stretched out her hand to wipe her away, and then hugged her neck: "Mom, I want to learn guzheng."

Hu Lihua picked up Guan Xiaowei and found that she had gained a lot of weight, probably because she hadn't hugged her for a long time, and now she realized that her daughter was growing up.

After a while, Hu Lihua's husband sent three words: I'm sorry.

Hu Lihua returned her husband with a hugging expression.

At this time, the WeChat with the note "Octadu Art Training Center" added her, and she passed the friend verification.

The other party immediately sent text and pictures. It was a group post to friends and circle of friends to accumulate and send three sessions of any course. The text marked all the information very clearly.

Hu Lihua didn't want to pay attention to it, but she saw three other free classes, and calculated that one class was equivalent to more than 100 yuan, so three classes were equivalent to how many catties of meat and how many bags of rice.

So she didn't think about it anymore, and directly copied this message and sent it to all her friends, and then posted the content in the circle of friends.
(End of this chapter)