"Sweep it."

The child counted on his fingers and said, "I started out playing the suona, but my mom said I wasn't suitable for it, so I switched instruments... and now... I don't think I'll be able to play the accordion for much longer."

Ye Linxing was completely confused and looked dazed.

My goodness, his son is such a talented person.

He thought his fat son had only learned the accordion, but after all the fuss he found out that he had learned so many musical instruments before the accordion.

But none of them succeeded in learning. He didn't know whether he should feel proud or cry bitterly about this achievement.

Just at this time, Yue Lan and the others came into the room. He immediately asked them whether the story was true or false as if he had seen a savior.

After learning that his fat son was not lying, he was silent for a while and finally said:

"Son, since you know you have no musical sense and are not suitable for learning musical instruments and singing, why do you still want to learn?"

Isn't this typical of being hateful?

What sin had his teachers and classmates committed to deserve such torture from him?

The reason he didn't get beaten up by the group was probably because he was good-looking.

I just don't understand what kids are thinking.

Jian Yuelan and the others actually didn't understand either.

But this time they understood, because the child said -

"Temporary difficulties are nothing. I have to try first to know if I can do it. Giving up without even trying is not in line with my character."

“…”

"Besides, many children are learning it, so I have to learn it too. Otherwise, when I go to school, I won't have anything in common with the other children."

“!!!”

"My mom taught me that it's important to have a common language and taste."

The three kids all looked at Jian Yuelan.

Jian Yuelan opened her mouth to explain, but the child didn't give her a chance. She kept on talking like a machine gun, "We have no common language and different tastes, so we can't eat from the same pot. Sooner or later, we will have to leave."

He said the words "sooner or later we will have to leave" in a loud and clear voice, with gritted teeth.

The old man sighed, what kind of teaching is this.