However, while ideals are beautiful, reality is harsh.
Jingjing can only play "The Bee" on the piano so far, and even then, she plays it off-key. Not to mention the violin; even a cotton ballerina can play it more melodiously. She has taken a few ballet lessons, but Lin Shufang feels sorry for her granddaughter's little feet and firmly opposes it, saying that the family is not short of food and there is no need for the child to suffer.
In addition, Jingjing herself wasn't interested; she preferred martial arts. Ye Qingqing had no choice but to stop, and her wish for her daughter to become a lady gradually faded.
Now she no longer asks for a ladylike demeanor, she only hopes that this devil will behave himself and not cause her any trouble.
Moreover, art is something that is purely a gift from God. No matter how hard you work, it's useless if you don't have talent. If you have talent and work hard, success is inevitable.
Ye Qingqing observed carefully and concluded that her two sons' artistic talents had been forgotten by God, but it was understandable. Both she and Lu Mo were people without any artistic talent. She could hum a few songs, but Lu Mo could only shout the March of the Volunteers and "We Soldiers." He didn't even glance at other decadent music and couldn't even hum a tune.
So it's normal that their children don't have artistic talent; the chance of a genetic mutation is too low.
But Niu Niu was one of those kids who were blessed with natural talent. He could learn everything just by following along, and he didn't even make a single mistake. The teacher found it unbelievable. Ye Qingqing guessed that if it weren't for the excellent tuition she paid, the teacher would have gladly given up her two little rascals and taken Niu Niu as his apprentice on the spot.
"Really? Is my Niu Niu that amazing?" Zhou Yueyun was still not quite convinced.
"Do you think I'd get paid for lying to you? Niu Niu is six years old now, which is a bit late for learning piano, but he has talent, so it's not too late. Don't hold your child back. I'll introduce you to a good one, it's three hundred yuan a lesson." Ye Qingqing said irritably, like a eunuch worrying more than the emperor. She really valued Niu Niu's talent and was afraid of holding him back.
Zhou Yueyun finally believed it and was overjoyed. She slapped her thigh hard and said, "Learn, I must learn! Oh my god, I never thought I could give birth to an artist, haha... I knew it! I used to be quite good at karaoke. I could sing the high notes of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau without even taking a breath. Niu Niu must have inherited that from me."
Ye Qingqing chuckled to herself. Singing a song about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau was enough to make her artistically gifted? She had such a high opinion of herself. Besides, she and Zhou Yueyun had been to karaoke, and Zhou Yueyun hadn't sung as well as her. At least Zhou Yueyun had some intonation, while Zhou Yueyun just yelled at the top of her lungs from beginning to end. Zhou Yueyun sang enthusiastically, but the people listening to her looked utterly hopeless.
“Yes, whatever you want. You have to raise Niu Niu well. You couldn’t become an artist yourself, but you want your son to achieve that.” Ye Qingqing encouraged.
Zhou Yueyun was immediately excited. "Absolutely! You have to find me a good teacher, the most expensive one. Oh, and you also have to buy a piano, the best one."
"A piano costing around 100,000 is already quite good. Top-tier pianos cost over a million. There's no need for such a good practice instrument right now. The one I recommended to you is very good. If Niu Niu wins a prize in an international competition in the future, a renowned teacher will come knocking on his door. There's no rush now."
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I don't understand anything." Zhou Yueyun nodded repeatedly, her worries vanished, and she walked with a spring in her step, looking forward to the wonderful moment of accompanying her son on stage to receive an award. After all, she was the mother of a genius pianist!
A group of children were gathered around, and the sound of children crying could be heard. Many of the children were also making a fuss. Ye Qingqing immediately spotted her two little devils, who were jumping around the most happily. Her heart skipped a beat.
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