get up.

Qi Yuncheng got down carefully. It was still very early, about half past seven.

But he still has to go to the drum music club today.

Students will come to class.

When I opened the bedroom door and went out, I was surprised to find that my father-in-law and mother-in-law had gotten up early and were already making breakfast.

It's good to have parents here.

There are not many things to worry about.

Seeing the child, the mother-in-law was speechless, "I just want to ask Yiyi if she got up and made breakfast? Does she sleep in every day when she doesn't go to work?"

"No matter what, I will cook sometimes."

Qi Yun became the daughter-in-law to make amends, saying that she was telling the truth, but she was not allowed to cook most of the dishes because she was indeed not good at cooking some dishes.

"Go wash up and call them. You have something to do today, so don't delay."

The voice fell.

After washing, Qi Yuncheng went back to find his wife and daughter who were sleeping soundly.

My daughter was sleeping deeply. No matter how she fiddled with her hands and feet, she wouldn't wake up. She could only keep shouting.

It’s much simpler for my wife. She calls for dinner and her eyes open naturally.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Song Yi's voice was lost in the lake, and his eyes didn't fully open, "Is there anything delicious?"

"Breakfast is nothing more than that."

"I had a dream yesterday."

"What?"

"I dreamed about the slow-moving rabbit."

"You are the one doing the evil yourself."

He bent down and grabbed his wife's slender wrist, slowly pulled her up, and then ruffled her hair a little, "Get up quickly, I'll leave after dinner."

You can play with your daughter at home today."

Being led, Song Yi had to get dressed and get up, and then they went to brush their teeth and wash their face with their daughter.

Both mother and daughter were in a sleepless state.

Exactly the same expression.

After washing, the family sat down to eat together, chatting about some random topics, and at the same time took out the small gold bars that my daughter had drawn.

What I want to do is to create something for Xixi.

If there is any left, or not enough, you can use your own money to build a gold lock.

Just for the children who haven't been born yet.

Song Yi listened with no expression on her face and kept nodding in agreement. Anyway, she couldn't get this thing. If she couldn't get it, she wouldn't get it. It didn't matter.

As for why she likes this, it’s not specifically about how much it can sell for, but mainly how could she not be interested when she saw the small gold bar for the first time.

There is a sense of freshness.

I've only seen him on TV before.

Not much time.

After dinner.

Qi Yuncheng told them and drove away.

Yesterday was Deyun's big unboxing. Today, the Crosstalk Theater will be open as soon as possible, especially the Drum Club, but it's not Saturday yet.

Drum music will not be open for business and will be temporarily used for students and teachers to hold classes for a few days.

Therefore, we set off at around seven o'clock. Qiyun Chengdu felt that it was too late, and he probably wouldn't be able to see the old gentleman attend his first class.

But I can catch up with the next few sessions.

Two hours later.

Park the car and arrive at the location.

Taking quick steps, Qi Yuncheng entered a familiar place.

Once inside.

Then I heard the neat and beautiful chorus sound.

"The Red Army is not afraid of difficulties in expeditions"

"Thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains are just waiting for leisure."

…

What I am singing now is Mrs. Luo Yusheng’s classic masterpiece "The Red Army is Not Afraid of the Difficulties of the Expedition!"

There were more than a hundred students in the drum singing auditorium. The scene was very spectacular and the atmosphere was very good.

Because the ages vary, some are slightly older and some are slightly younger.

But there is only one purpose for coming here, to learn drum music.

So Qi Yuncheng suddenly felt better, and for fear of disturbing them, he kept walking quietly behind them.

But I haven’t gone backstage yet.

Then I found my master and my wife standing on the side of the auditorium.

How could they not come? They even came very early, keeping their eyes on these students.

And he didn't speak much either, because the children were studying very seriously.

I just want to say that there are so many girls.

Among the more than a hundred people sitting there, there were not many boys to choose from.

That's what this door is.

More suitable for women.

"Master, Master, I'm late." Qi Yuncheng came to his side and whispered softly.

Wang Hui smiled and said, "It looks so good now. It reminds me of the scene when you were learning together in the yard when you were young. The sound of practicing has never stopped. I never thought that drum music would still have such a day."

"It's a pity that Lanlan doesn't have time to come here to learn." Guo Degang said, but he was still thinking about the girl who had already become his teacher.

Qi Yuncheng said firmly, "Don't worry, Master! Although she can't enter the academy to study, I will teach her well during the holidays.

She also has to let her read the book. Once the college entrance examination is over, it will be easy."

Zhou Gulan has her own talent in learning drum music, but if her master Qi Yuncheng hadn't been teaching her, I'm afraid it would have been almost wasted all these years.

After all, learning drum music and culture at the same time is not an easy thing.

She can only rely on herself to balance.

But my daughter has a good personality, a little bit stubborn, and she keeps working hard.

And if you were not stubborn, how could you find yourself as a disciple again?

He didn't think much about it, since he would see her again during the holiday next week, so Qi Yuncheng, his master and his wife watched these students attend class together.

It is a pleasure to watch, not to mention that after the old gentleman teaches, they can sit next to each other and chat together.

This feeling is really good.

Everyone focuses on what they like, and their inner strength becomes stronger.

That's how it goes on.

The whole morning went by in a flash.

When it was almost time for lunch at 11:40, Wang Hui suddenly tugged at the child and said, "Yun Cheng, wait until the old gentleman has finished his last words, go up and show your face."

"Master, why am I showing my face?" Qi Yuncheng was confused. He was not teaching students. Even if he was teaching, he would only be an assistant.

"You are the manager, go up and talk about what's going on. Go ahead, go ahead!"

Wang Hui looked encouraging.

As a child, he could only nod.

So at 11:45, after the old gentleman finished speaking to the hundreds of practitioners below, he was forced to go up with the microphone.

Once up.

The eyes of the students below were a little brighter.

There was a little whispering.
To be continued...