Flight of the Bumblebee

Wang Sheng was born in S City, but his ancestral home is Chaoshan.In the 80s and [-]s, the family followed a crowd of ambitious people into this deserted small fishing village to be developed. They started a small business and worked hard all the way.I don't know which farsighted family member first started the real estate business, almost leading everyone to become rich overnight, and even brought all the great-grandmothers in the family to S City to enjoy the blessings.When it comes to Wang Sheng’s generation, the rich second generation through and through, he never suffered a little while growing up, and he never endured a day’s hunger. His growth environment can’t be described anymore. Whatever, do whatever you want.Even the food, drink, supplies and toys are imported from abroad, and no one in China has seen them before, so I feel very proud to show them off to my friends.

In the 90s, part of this big family immigrated to foreign countries, and the other part chose to stay in S City because they were nostalgic for the great country of the motherland and because they were not used to life abroad.Wang Sheng's parents chose to stay in S City, not because of the above two reasons.At the beginning, all the formalities were completed, and he almost left with his suitcase, but the only baby son disagreed with everything, crying and clamoring to stay in China, just because one day when he was watching a movie in the theater, he was caught The typical American "Uncle Sam" freaked out.He was only a few years old at that time, and the big red-bearded men with arms thicker than the barrels on the pirate ship on the screen really frightened him, which made him sleepless for days and nights, and he was relieved after watching "Home Alone" several times Work hard.

Coincidentally, it was also because he chose to stay in China, which made his parents inadvertently discover that their son might be a genius in music.

At that time, it was popular to send children to visit and study in the Children's Palace, and the sons of upstarts were no exception.Wearing a bow tie, Wang Sheng dressed like Conan every Saturday, and was forced by his parents to come to the Children's Palace to see if it was possible to inspire a little talent in art or science.It doesn't matter if you don't have talent, even if you have a little bit of interest, or curiosity, they will spare no effort to support him.

Wang Sheng has a pair of dead fish eyes drooping every week, and is led by his parents to wander around in the children's palace.He practiced writing brushes for two days, played Go for half a day, and was arranged to hold hands with little girls and dance folk dances.He was forced to sit in front of the piano, and heard the snobbish piano teacher say to his mother: This child has good-looking hands, he must be good at playing the piano!He angrily tapped his fingers on the keys to make such terrible noises that the teacher had to embarrassingly ask them out of the piano classroom.

It may only take a moment to become attached to music.

After leaving the piano classroom, his mother scolded him all the way, saying how could he do that to the teacher, it was impolite.He said it was a reproach, but he didn't say anything serious. How could the son who regarded him as a treasure have the heart to really blame him?After a while, his mother asked him to wait where he was, go to the toilet by himself, and come back soon, not forgetting to ask him not to run around.The little Wang Sheng nodded obediently, and when his mother disappeared around the corner, he turned around and ran, wandering around the huge children's palace by himself.That was the age when he still had dreams, he might not remember, at that time he fantasized that he was the blond kid Kevin, playing hide-and-seek with his mother who played the big devil in a building with countless rooms, he had a great time running .

When his mother found him panting and anxious, he was lying on the window of a certain room, like a child who couldn't eat, looking eagerly at his peers who were feasting inside.This was the first time his mother saw him in such a pitiful appearance, and her heart ached.However, the sound of sawing wood kept coming from inside, which made her feel puzzled.She leaned her head through the open window and saw a group of children playing violins.

If Wang Sheng had to say it himself, he was not distracted by the violin, but the beautiful teacher standing among a group of children was the one he coveted.

His mother naturally didn't understand, she just thought her precious son had finally hit the gate of art, and she was so happy that she dragged him into the violin classroom and signed him up on the spot.Of course Wang Sheng is happy, seeing a beautiful female teacher, even if he comes here every week to saw wood, he is also happy.

Who could have imagined that with such a bump, he knocked open a hole in the gate of art, and stepped forward into the palace of art.

After only two weeks of learning, even the teacher was surprised by his learning speed, and what he said to his mother was not a compliment, he is really talented in music.While other children are still confused on Dorami, he can already pull out a short piece of simple tune fluently.When the female teacher told them that Wang Sheng had a natural sense of pitch, the parents who loved their children couldn't help crying. They kept telling the beautiful teacher that a layman like himself would give birth to the future Beethoven.Seeing this situation, the female teacher was embarrassed to point out that Beethoven played the piano, so she could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile.

In short, Wang Sheng has become the young genius of their big family, carrying the musical ideals of the seven aunts and eight aunts, just for him to be able to justify their names when he grows up: the son of an upstart can also become an artist!

Little Wang Sheng lived up to his mission, and not long after he graduated from the violin classroom of the Children's Palace, he left his beloved music teacher with tears in his eyes.His family hired a well-known violinist in China as a tutor, and bought back a guarneri guqin made in the [-]th century for him to practice with. The new teacher scolded him for letting children play this violin. Planting a good violin is a waste.This teacher is well-known and naturally has a big temper. He can't understand their nouveau riche behavior and scolds them without opening his mouth.For the sake of their son's future, the parents didn't even yell at them, so they changed it when they asked, and bought another practice piano suitable for the current stage, which is of course the best.

When Wang Sheng was admitted to the famous music academy in Vienna at the age of 16, his parents were very grateful to the teacher who never showed good looks, and wished to enshrine the old teacher who was over [-] years old pay homage.All the relatives and friends who were scattered at home and abroad that year were invited back, and a floating banquet was set up in his hometown for ten days and ten nights.

On the day before his departure, his parents put the Guarneri, which had not been used for nearly ten years, into his suitcase. People urge you to practice the piano well.Infected by the atmosphere, Wang Sheng also shed two tears of emotion, and the twenty relatives of the big family around him all wiped their eyes and tears.Just as he turned to say goodbye, and was about to take firm steps towards the hot land where he would realize his ideals in the future, the whole family silently took out their air tickets and luggage from behind, and a touching farewell at the airport suddenly turned into a lively family trip.Wang Sheng sat on an international flight almost chartered by the whole family, flying all the way from City S to Vienna.

ah!Vienna!my ideal!The land I love!My golden dreams!

After getting off the plane, he didn’t feel like leaving home at all, and he was not allowed to interfere in the registration process. His parents said they wanted to have fun with the family in Vienna before school started, and they would take him to get familiar with the city by the way, fearing that he would be a child. Being bullied in an unfamiliar place.

Wang Sheng wanted to say, I came here to go to school, and I didn't form a gang to engage in the underworld. Is there any need to worry so much?

I don’t know what method the family used. Originally, he was assigned to the class of a Swedish music teacher. When he heard that there was another Chinese violin teacher in the college, he went up and down and pushed him in. .

When it was time to say goodbye, his mother cried loudly in her arms and said that she would move to Vienna to accompany him to school, scaring Wang Sheng.He seriously considered in his heart whether to kneel down with his mother, so that she would let him go to school in Vienna alone.Fortunately, her father stopped her, saying that the child was growing up and it was time for him to spread his wings and fly.So the two shed tears of reluctance, followed the other family members and disappeared into the security check passage of the airport.Wang Sheng also showed a reluctant expression and waved to them.

It wasn't until they were all out of sight that he cheered in the lobby of the airport with his arms raised.

ah!free!ah!fresh air!

Goodbye Mom and Dad!I am finally the only one left in Vienna!

His happiness lasted only a week.After a week, he was almost overwhelmed by the heavy academic work and not fluent language communication, and he gradually got used to it later.But when he got used to the life in Vienna, Wang Sheng turned around and fell into a sweet trap, fooling around with some seniors who were delayed or repeated grades all day long, and his German with a Chinese accent was able to get along well among them Like a duck to water.Of course, among this group of people, there are quite a few people who speak poorer English than him, and there are quite a few who come here to hang out, and there are still a few young students like him.

The violin teacher has an oriental face under his command. It is said that he is the teacher's son. He keeps a straight face all day long and never pays attention to anyone when talking to him, which disgusts him the most.Seeing him in the classroom for the first time, Wang Sheng was still very happy. He thought it was a long drought meeting manna, meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country, and just wanted to have a tearful intimacy with his fellow countrymen. No firecrackers, no slaps, no dull farts.When speaking Chinese with him, I don't know whether I really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, and I didn't even look at Wang Sheng.He was pampered and pampered since he was a child, so he never suffered this kind of grievance. In short, he has temporarily remembered this hatred. Regardless of whether he is a fellow villager or not, he doesn't want to put his hot face on someone's cold ass anyway.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and he also crossed the threshold of 16 from the age of 17, taking a step closer on the road to adulthood.

One day, I didn't know what happened, I was fascinated by ghosts.On an afternoon in late summer, the sun shyly hid behind the clouds, and there was a damp smell in the air. It was the sprinkler on the lawn not far away, spraying water mist diligently, forming a stream under the sun that occasionally poked its head out. A beautiful rainbow.This is an afternoon suitable for a short rest on the green grass. It is neither very hot nor a sign of rain.He walked onto the lawn and picked up two lovely green maple leaves from the ground. The lawn was surrounded by maple trees of various varieties, and the wind might have blown them to his feet.

He saw his classmate, the man who had an oriental face like him, but was always cold, lying on the lawn to rest, with a music theory book covering his face, and an artificial rainbow made of water mist in the background.

Wang Sheng was in a surprisingly good mood that day. He was always joking, so he walked over without even thinking about it, sat next to Shi Leping, and lifted the book from his face.The sun just came out from behind the clouds and hit his defenseless eyes. He closed his eyes reflexively, subconsciously raised his hand to cover the glare of the sun, and then opened his eyes.

Wang Sheng covered his eyes with the two maple leaves. Shi Leping was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand, and his two ruddy lips showed a smile brighter than the sun.

Wang Sheng had never seen him smile.

He first asked him in broken German: Guess who I am?Shi Leping smiled without saying a word.He asked again in English, but Shi Leping still smiled and said nothing.He asked him in German if he could understand Chinese. Just when he thought that Shi Leping would not answer, Shi Leping took off the two leaves on his face, blocked the sun with his hands and sat up, speaking purely without an accent. Putonghua asked him back: "What do you think?"

This surprised him.

Facing him so close, Wang Sheng was at a loss for words for a moment, hesitating and speechless.Firstly, he was frightened by his Mandarin, and secondly, he remembered that this person always ignored him in the past, but now he was at a loss when talking to him.

Shi Leping packed up the books scattered on the grass, put them all into his backpack, and was about to get up and leave.Wang Sheng also stood up and shamelessly followed behind him, asking this and that.

"How old are you?"

"Where are you from?"

"How old did you come to Vienna?"

"Is Teacher Shi really your father?"

"What's your Chinese name?"

"My name is Wang Sheng, why do you always refuse to talk to me?"

Shi Leping stopped in his tracks, turned around and stared at him with a pair of good-looking eyebrows furrowed, and changed back to the cold face he had seen on weekdays.

The short smile that I saw just now under the rainbow, like a fragile and beautiful bubble in the sun, disappeared like a dream in the afternoon.