[Rebirth] Symphony Philharmonic

After the piano shop teacher tuned it, he asked a few people to move the piano inside to free up some space. The few people signed their signatures and left, leaving a card, "If you want to learn the piano, you can come to us. Here, you can also repair the piano and tune it.”

He knows how to make these himself, Wei He put the business card in the piano stool in a blink of an eye, grandma made dumplings at night, and they were still stuffed with leeks, and Xiao Weihe smelled like leeks when he took a bite.

He lifted the piano cover, and now there is no music score, so he practiced what he used to be good at, but he was a little rusty after not playing for too many years, he thumped several times, his stomach was full of gas and hiccups, and his hands felt weak Feeling a little helpless, he rubbed his stomach, then practice playing scales and arpeggios.

Several elderly people sat in the yard to enjoy the shade, and when they heard Wei He playing the piano, they all teased Wei He and grandma, "Your family is going to have a musician again."

Wei He played for a while, and his father opened the door and sneaked in, with a piano case on his back and a piano case in his hand. He saw grandma enjoying the shade, so he walked to the piano and looked, "It's not bad." , the money was well spent."

"Dad, why are you back? You don't smell of alcohol." Wei He stopped his fingers and stood up.His father stretched out a finger and pressed it on the keys, "Boom—" was crisp and sweet, and the sound almost pierced the sky.

This is called music.Wei He looked at his father enviously, and Wei's father directly scolded him, "It's not strong enough, but the familiarity with the piano keys seems to be much higher. Is it really purified by the local customs here?" After finishing speaking, he recited He went upstairs with the big piano case and the small piano case.Wei He hurriedly followed.

"Dad, is this a violin?"

"Ah."

"Where did you come from? You can grab some musical instruments when you go out for a meal."

"Why is it called rubbish, the master made a set, can I not accept the insistence of inviting me to dinner?"

"Why are there only two sets, and one more?"

"I use that one myself, and these two are for you."

Wei He opened the small box, and there was a violin inside. The varnish of butter oil was shiny, and the fingerboard was black just right. It was a good handmade violin. After looking at it for a while, Wei He called out tremblingly, "Dad, is this the violin of Master Kailiwen? You didn't steal it, did you?"

"How did you talk, kid? How could I steal such a big one. And I don't know it's Kevin, why is that guy so generous all of a sudden." Dad Wei was squatting on the ground and unbuttoning the cello case. It is a plastic box, which is called carbon fiber to put it mildly, and there is also a higher-end glass fiber box, which is more expensive.

The appearance of the cello is similar to that of the violin in Wei He's hands. The master Kailiwen they mentioned is famous for making violins, and he especially likes to make violins with bright colors and traditional shapes.

After hugging the violin for a while, Wei He realized something was wrong again, "...these are all 4/4 adult models, I can't use them!"

At his age, he would only use 3/4 if he was going to die. Generally speaking, he would use a 1/2 model. His father was installing the bridge on the cello. After hearing the roar, he glanced at Wei He speechlessly. He glanced up and down at his own son, who was really not tall, "Then... practice the piano well first, and in a few years when you grow up, dad will teach you to play the piano."

Wei He tried aggrievedly to put the violin under his chin. In fact, it wasn't impossible to pull the violin, but it was uncomfortable to stretch out his hands, let alone to press the strings. Squeezing in was like trying to strangle himself. look.

His father still prefers the cello, and he can't put it down in his hands. After tuning the strings, he put rosin on the bow. He couldn't help but want to pull his hands together, tightened the bow hair, and played a Brahms cello. The sonata was melodious and heavy, plain and far-reaching. Wei He, whose ears hadn't found the sound in this life, fell asleep straight away.

I fell into a sweet dream, accompanied by music, my soul almost floated with ease.

As a result, when Xiao Weihe woke up the next day, he found himself sleeping peacefully on the bed. Holding his forehead, he suddenly remembered that he had fallen asleep in shame yesterday. I didn't take a shower, my body was really itchy in summer.

When he went downstairs, he happened to see his father on the phone. The old man got up early in the morning and went out to buy vegetables with the neighbor's grandparents.

"Okay, your mother is in good health, and has a good relationship with the neighbors... You can come here if you like, or you don't... Wei He has made progress in playing the piano, and the fortune teller was right. Fengshui here is good... "

After his father hung up the phone, Wei He rushed forward and grabbed his father's clothes, "Dad, quickly take me to buy clothes and daily necessities."

"Okay, okay, I threw my car to someone else, follow me."

"Well, wait for me later and I'll carry a small schoolbag."

There are only big yards and some small shops convenient for residents to shop near this street. A primary school is built not far away, and further up is a large park, where many people dance ballroom dances at night. Walk out of the park and pass through a tunnel. In order to see a large supermarket.

"Dad, do I study here?" Wei He asked his father when he walked to the elementary school. Wei He also went to this school in his previous life, but he didn't do well. He won the school's talent competition Several times in the competition, many little girls were full of fantasies about him with this name, and secretly stuffed small pink envelopes into his desk.

"That's right, this school is more convenient than your grandmother's house."

"But the ethos of this school is not very good. I heard that there are a lot of punks. Do you have the heart to let your son be blocked on the road after school one day?"

"There are quite a lot of ways at a young age." His father smoked a cigarette, "Why do you still hate this school? You want to go a long way. Get up at four or five o'clock every morning and go to the next door by yourself. Do you go to school in the town?"

Wei He smiled and scratched his head, "I don't dislike it, it's good, this school is really good." To be honest, the school really became famous later on, no matter the reason is because of Ning Feishen, Xiao Xiao A genius conductor came out of this town, and even the primary and junior high schools he attended in this town, as well as the yard that was razed into a road, were all famous. Later, the road was planned to be renamed Feishen Road.

"If you are in school, you should get along well with your classmates. Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"No need." Wei He shook his head, he has been in it for six years, and he should have gotten tired of watching it long ago.

Dad Wei pulled Wei He and continued to walk forward, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He was really artistic. When he walked to the supermarket, he picked up a basket and asked, "What are you going to buy?"

Wei He said a little embarrassedly, "You must have underwear."

"Okay, go up to the second floor."

Rows of bedding and household essentials, his father picked out a bunch of boxer underwear for him, saying that it is popular for little boys to wear these now, Wei He thought about it, it was a bit early for him to wear bullet pants, so he didn't say anything.The bedding sellers passing by were all in bright and eye-catching colors, very festive, and he suddenly thought of Ning Fei and Shen Lai.

The dilapidated house and the dead woman on the bed, Wei He shuddered all over, not knowing what was going on with that kid now, he calmed down afterwards and recalled that the woman on the bed had obviously taken drugs, and her back was probably turned to him It's Emerald Eyes' mother, so the one on the bed is his aunt?

The so-called genius conductor's living environment was really chaotic when he was a child, and he didn't know how his mother found his father and asked him to teach him the piano.

Wei He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. Anyway, he didn't have much to do with him. His father took some instant noodles and milk from the supermarket and went to check out.

Although he said not to think about the emerald eyes, but fate is really not clear.

Dad Wei saw an acquaintance on the side of the road, and was held back by someone, so he had to go and have a meal. Dad Wei stuffed things from the supermarket into Wei He's small schoolbag, and let him take away what he couldn't fit. , and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I'll go back later, don't tell your grandma that I went out to eat again, just say that I went to help someone repair the piano, understand?"

Wei He gave his father a look of contempt, and nodded obediently.

He didn't eat the dust-cleaning banquet he just came, if he didn't eat it again, his father would be blacklisted by the old man.Wei He drove forward while looking at the shops on the street. The cars on the street kept coming and going, honking their horns. He turned into the alley, walked a few steps, and sighed inwardly.

Why is it that kid again.

The kid at Xiaodaozikou stood neither humble nor overbearing, and it was not difficult to see that he had been injured by the shadowy projection on his face. In front of him stood several children who were more than one or two years older than him. They were also painted, but they still smiled grimly with.

"Boy, anyway, your mother's dirty money is used for drug use, why don't you give it to us buddies to have a good time." He was already deeply poisoned by TV dramas at a young age, and he spoke in a smug manner.These words also confirmed Wei He's conjecture that Jade Eyes' childhood and background were really chaotic.

Wei He carefully took a few steps forward with the shopping bag in the supermarket, but no one paid any attention to him, so he boldly took a few steps forward.

"And your eyeballs and hair color are different from ours. My mother said, you are a bastard." A weaker one was also encouraged by the elementary school student standing in front, and cursed loudly.

"Get out..." With this sound, he gritted his teeth.Ning Feishen was injured on his forehead a few days ago, and this fight was a bit hard. He frowned and his murderous aura surged. As long as the few people in front of him moved again, he would fight with his life, no matter what.

Those people really lived up to everyone's expectations and started laughing. Ning Fei's eyes were fierce, and his hands were about to move...

"Oh, what a coincidence, I can meet you here too." At this moment, Xiao Weihe rushed over and hugged Ning Feichen, and the two brothers patted him on the back nicely. He threw it casually and almost smashed the backs of those older elementary school students.

The needle tube that Ning Feichen held in his hand fell back again.

Those few people were disturbed by Wei He's sudden appearance, and one of them grabbed Wei He by the collar and cursed, "What kind of onion are you? Didn't you see that this place is doing business? Stay wherever you are, or you will be connected You beat together!"

Wei He was pulled away, turned his head to look at the man, and grinned, "Brother Xiong, don't be angry, this child is my father's student, so let him make way."

The leading elementary school student was stunned for a moment. The child in front of him was smaller than him, but he was still talking in a reasonable manner. Could it be that he was also a fan of underworld movies? The keywords are all wilted.

"Success, but you have to let this bastard kowtow to grandpa and me."