However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is hard. Jingjing's piano has only been able to play the little bee so far, and it's still out of tune, not to mention the violin, the cotton player is more melodious and beautiful than hers, and she has learned a few ballet lessons, but Lin Shufang loves her granddaughter. The little feet of the family are firmly opposed, saying that the family does not need children to eat, and there is no need to suffer. In addition, Jingjing is not interested in herself, she prefers to practice martial arts, Ye Qingqing had to stop, and her wish for a girl to become a lady gradually became cold. Now she doesn't ask for a lady, she just asks that this demon star can keep herself safe and don't cause trouble for her, just Amitabha. Moreover, art is purely a blessing to the gods. It is useless to work hard without talent. With talent and hard work, success is inevitable. Ye Qingqing observed it carefully. The artistic cells of these two **** in her family should have been forgotten by God, but it is excusable. She and Lu Mo are both people without artistic cells. She can still hum a few songs, Lu Mo. He will only roar the march of the Volunteer Army, and we are soldiers. He doesn't even look at the other extravagant voices, and he can't even hum. Therefore, it is normal for their children to have no artistic cells, and the probability of genetic mutation is too low. But Niu Niu is the kind of child that God rewards for meals. He can learn it while he is learning, and the sound is not wrong. The teacher thinks it is incredible. Ye Qingqing estimates that if the tuition she gave is quite good, this teacher would definitely not like it. She gave up her two brats and accepted Niuniu as an apprentice on the spot. "Really or not? Is my Niuniu that powerful?" Zhou Yueyun still didn't quite believe it.
"I lied to you to get money, Niuniu is now six years old, and it's a bit late to learn the piano, but he has talent, so he still has time, don't delay the child, teacher, I'll introduce you a good one, lesson three Hundred yuan." Ye Qingqing was not angry, the emperor was not in a hurry for the eunuch, she really cherished her talents, and was afraid of delaying Niuniu.
Zhou Yueyun finally believed it. He was overjoyed and patted his thigh heavily, "Learn, you must learn, oh my, I didn't expect that I would be able to give birth to an artist, haha... I'll just say, I think I sang karaoke very well back then. , the high-pitched voice of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau can sing without panting, Niuniu will definitely follow me." Ye Qingqing secretly laughed, singing about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is an artistic cell, and she feels better about herself. Moreover, she and Zhou Yueyun have sung on ktv, but they are not as good as hers. She still has a cadence, but Zhou Yueyun She was howling at the top of her voice, from the beginning to the end, she could sing vigorously by herself, but there was no love for the person listening to the song. "Yes, it's up to you, you have to train Niu Niu well. You failed to be an artist and let your son realize it." Ye Qingqing encouraged. Zhou Yueyun's blood boiled immediately, "I must, you help me find a good teacher, the most expensive one, by the way, I have to buy a piano, buy the best one." "One hundred thousand is very good, top pianos cost millions, there is no need to use such good practice now, the one I introduced to you is very good, if Niu Niu wins the international competition in the future, the famous teacher will take the initiative to find it. Come to the door, don't rush now." "Okay, I'm listening to you, I don't understand anything." Zhou Yueyun couldn't stop nodding, her worries were swept away, and she was walking with wind. She looked forward to the beautiful moment of accompanying her son on stage to accept the award. She is a talented pianist. What about mom! A group of children surrounded, and there were many children crying, and many children were booing. Ye Qingqing saw the two **** at a glance.