According to the address Huang Guoqiang gave me, I went to his home.
A small retro building.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard the loud music inside:
"Forgive me, my chaste monk, for indulging in chicken fat..."
A girl's voice was singing with a bit of hoarseness.
I pressed the doorbell for a long time before the door opened. I saw a teenage girl wearing a yellow wig and hanging... a broom?
"Are you Huang Lei?"
I looked at the girl, and the girl pressed her sunglasses on her nose and looked at me.
"I'm Huang Lei, who are you?"
"Oh! My name is Zheng Yang. Your father asked me to teach you piano."
Huang Lei's face fell when she heard this:
"One leaves and another comes. Can't you just give me two days of peace? Come in! There are slippers at the door."
This clearly means he doesn't want to learn! No wonder Huang Guoqiang said that to me.
It’s okay, they didn’t lock me out.
At this time, the speakers in the room were still on, but the volume was a little low, and "Glorious Years" was playing.
I looked around the room and saw solid wood cabinets, leather sofas, marble floors, and a 63-inch rear-projection TV.
There is a four-tiered crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
There is no place that does not show luxury.
There is a piano in the southeast corner of the living room.
"Are you twenty years old this year?"
Huang Lei handed me a bottle of orange juice and looked me up and down.
Now she has taken off her wig and sunglasses, her pretty face is not made up at all, but her skin is fair.
With her big almond-shaped eyes, high nose bridge and small mouth, she really has the innocence of a girl next door.
"eighteen!"
"Huh? You're only one year older than me, and you still want to teach me? I advise you not to even think about earning this kind of money. Your last teacher made me run away."
"Do you like Wong Ka Kui?"
I put the orange juice on the coffee table and went to the piano.
"I don't like Chopin or Mozart anyway."
"Thump, thump..." My fingers tapped the keys nimbly, and Huang Lei's eyes widened:
"Iron Blood and Loyalty? You can play this, too? Where did you get the sheet music? Can you give me a copy? I want to show my classmates that I can play more than just "Dedicated to Alice."
"Okay? I'm just worried you won't be able to play it well." I stopped.
For the sake of my mother's case, no matter what, I have to let Huang Lei learn the piano well.
"Tsk! Who are you looking down on? If you can write it down, I can play it back."
"Okay! As long as you learn this song today, I will write all the songs of Wong Ka Kui for you."
"Don't lie!"
In fact, the so-called rebelliousness at their age is just that they want to stick to what they like.
As long as you find something they agree with and resonate with them, there will be no rebellion.
I just grasped what Huang Lei liked, and she started learning it very seriously.
"Hey hey hey! Your fingering is wrong, change to your ring finger."
"Is that so?"
I was teaching Huang Lei and didn't notice that Huang Guoqiang and his wife had already returned. They were standing at the door, looking at us with a smile.
"Hmm! It's too fast here. Don't be anxious. You have to stick to the beat. Otherwise, this is a song you're familiar with, and if you play something unfamiliar, it's easy to play it wrong."
"Uh-huh!"
I have to say that Huang Lei does have musical talent.
In just two hours, except for the beginning chord cut which was a bit awkward, I could basically play the song.
When Huang Lei finished playing the song, applause broke out from behind.
Huang Guoqiang's wife sighed and said, "I've never seen Leilei so serious."
It is obvious that Huang Guoqiang’s wife is not an ordinary housewife. She is dressed in a professional suit and looks very capable.
There is also the temperament of a superior.
Huang Guoqiang laughed out loud in the back: "When you called me to come back, I thought something was wrong between Lei Lei and Zheng Yang."
"I didn't expect that you would let me see our daughter's first time ever."
I'm fine, but Huang Lei rolled her eyes.
"How can you say that? Don't you think I have any dignity? It's as if I'm half-hearted about learning the piano."
"Um...Zheng Yang! You can't ditch the song you promised me."
"Hey! How can you just call me by my name? Call me Teacher Zheng."
Huang Guoqiang said quickly.
I don't care at all:
"Uncle Huang! I'm only one year older than Huang Lei, so just treat us as people of the same age. Don't call me teacher."
"I think it's okay!" Huang Guoqiang's wife interjected:
"Zheng Yang! Why does your name sound so familiar to me?"
"I remember now." Huang Lei suddenly shouted:
"You're the Zheng Yi brother from the key high school. Our teacher even used your notes as an example and asked us to learn your note-taking method."
"I was wondering why it sounded so familiar!" Huang Guoqiang's wife also remembered:
"Teacher Leilei once told me to find a way to get your class notes, saying they would definitely be helpful to her."
I didn't even know I was so famous.
My note-taking style is somewhat unique. One key point is that I often mark the pages of the corresponding exercise books, using different colors for different levels of difficulty.
"Zheng Yang! Do you still have your notes? 50,000, what do you think?"
I almost choked. That's more than most working-class people make in a year!
"Auntie! Is that too much?"
"Not much, not much! Your notes can't be bought with money."
Haha! I didn’t expect this thing could be sold for money?
"Then I'll teach Huang Lei piano, so you guys don't have to pay me, okay? After all, my level isn't very high."
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