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Ah, I have no way of dealing with such a man.Never possible!but……

Perhaps today can be an exception!

They really are not the same kind of people!Xie Wei piled up all his dissatisfaction with Albert in his heart.He didn't like the violin. The violin was too noisy and not as elegant as the cello.Will Albert, like him, be forced to learn by his mother?If so, he is too unrebellious!He'll get rid of the violin one day!And free from parental shackles, he swore.

They are completely different.Albert is a nasty fellow.He would never accept such a person as his friend in his life.

"I really envy you. It must be a blessing to be born into a family like yours."

"No, you don't know anything." Albert turned around and looked at Xie Wei angrily.Or maybe many children feel that they were born into an unfortunate family.So, they quarreled over the question of "who is more unfortunate than whom".

"Stupid! If you were in a family like mine, of course you would feel happy and happy, after all, they like a genius like you!"

"If you have a pair of parents who like to force you to do things that only they like to do, of course you will be so 'excellent'!" Xie Wei retorted angrily, he would not believe that there are worse children than him.

"My parents always push me to do things too, it's not just you!"

They went from arguing about who was born into a poorer family to whose family situation was worse.

"My house must be smaller than yours! And I don't have a nanny or a driver!"

"My family..." Xie Wei thought for a while and retorted, "I don't have a nanny either!"

Xie Wei couldn't understand well what "nanny" meant, not to mention that he never thought Paula was a nanny. Paula could be a "traitor" and belonged to his mother.

Then, they quarreled for a long time, to no avail.

"Then let's go see your house."

"No, I have to go to your house to see!"

Sixteen minutes later, the two finally agreed to go to Albert's house today and Xie Wei's house next week.

Albert's house was indeed not as big as Xie Wei's house. They went upstairs and rang the doorbell.The Uliastres family—except for Albert, warmly welcomed Albert's classmate Xie Wei.

"Your mother is so kind. My mother never gave me hugs and kisses." In Albert's room, Xie Wei envied.This is like a family, which is different from his family, another, normal family.

Parents' hugs and kisses may be normal for Albert, but for Xie Wei, they are something you can't ask for, a huge luxury.Even if he asks for it on his own initiative, he can't get it.

"but……"

"And you actually learned the violin because you like it!" Xie Wei said angrily.If it was him, he would definitely not enjoy such treatment at home.What he can learn can only be decided by his parents, and they don't ask him what he wants to learn.He has no choice at all.

Although we are not suitable to be friends, and I will not be friends with people like you, but this does not prevent me from envious of you.

"Don't you learn the violin because you like it?"

"Of course not, although I don't hate it. My mother wants me to be a great violinist. She likes the violin, not me. Maybe I want to learn, maybe I don't want to learn, but now the situation is , whether I want to learn it or not, I must learn it."

"I don't understand," Albert shook his head, "You always speak very strangely."

"Meaning, they don't care if I like the violin or not, as long as they are enough. They like to force me to do things I don't like, you understand? Like the violin. I'm not like you. You learn the violin. Because it's your hobby and it's not mine."

"It means, you hate the violin?"

"I don't like it, but I can't say I hate it."

What I hate is the endless practice and not being able to make a great sound with a simple violin like you, that's what I hate.Of course, there is also the persecution of parents.

"Oh, so what do you like?"

"Are you asking about musical instruments? Of course I like the cello the most. It's much more elegant than the violin."

"Fart! The violin is the most elegant!"

"Fart! You don't understand anything."

The two of them quarreled again because they wanted to defend their favorite musical instruments. Although Xie Wei started the incident, it might have been Albert. After all, it was Albert who asked Xie Wei first.

"I'm going to visit your house tomorrow!" They were tired of arguing, and Albert sat on the edge of the bed.

"Didn't we agree on next week?"

"Can't tomorrow?"

"Yes, but..." Xie Wei said hesitantly, "I have a violin lesson tomorrow."

"at home?"

"at home."

"Tomorrow, then. It's settled."

Xie Wei then said goodbye to the Uliastrés family, including Albert.

Xie Wei walked home unhurriedly.His parents don't care how late he gets home.Because they are busy immersing themselves in their own world.

On the second day, it was not Albert who came to visit first, but Xie Wei's violin teacher, Backhaus Koorser.

Mr. Koauser is German. Although Xie Wei is learning German, he doesn't know much. They still communicate in Spanish.

"Mr. Koorser, I think we can try..." Try learning a new piece.

"Let's practice the scales first today." Backhouse interrupted Xie Wei, ignoring his weak request.

He was tired of practicing scales, tired of Mr. Koouser, a man who only boasted about himself, and a very annoying German, even more annoying than Albert.

"When can I stop practicing scales?" Xie Wei's voice was covered by the subsequent doorbell.But his voice was clearly picked up by the German.

"If one day, your voice playing the violin can be as beautiful as mine."

It's never fucking possible!Xie Wei cursed in his heart, cursed this damned German guy, cursed this damned violin that made him unable to play an ordinary violin as beautiful as Albert Trader, cursed his damned parents who forced him to learn the violin, Curse the damn God that their family doesn't believe in, curse the damn self who is a waste, curse everything and everything.

But Xie Wei knew that he had to bow his head to Keosi, to the violin, to his parents, and to life.

Then, he honestly held his breath and began to practice scales.

Coother listened with satisfaction.In fact, no matter how good Xie Wei's scales are and how satisfied he is, he will only attribute it to himself. It is himself, an excellent violin teacher, who carved Xie Wei's rotten wood into a valuable work of art , not how talented or hardworking Xie Wei is.

Then, Kooser's satisfied expression turned into a frown, Xie Wei's heart skipped a beat, he knew he had made a mistake.He's out of tune.

"Stop! Stop—do it again, do it again!"

All the mistakes came from Albert... Oh no, it was the damn doorbell, and it also came from Xie Wei's wild imagination.

He was wondering if Albert was the owner of the hand that rang the bell.It could also be the father...but the father never left the study.