Today is Saturday, July 26th.

School will start in four days.

Today is also the day when Jiang Ya and Liu Yufan agreed to take music theory classes.

Liu Yufan was holding a notebook in his hand, which was the result of his "preparation" in the past two days.

Liu Yufan carefully told his family about what happened in Fu'an for a few days, and also revealed some of his thoughts about his heart. Of course, Liu Yufan would not say to his family now, "I want to take the professional music path." After all, in his parents' hearts, studying hard and getting into a key high school and going to a good university in the future is the first goal. Liu Yufan was not in a hurry either. This kind of thing should be slowly penetrated. When he makes some achievements in music, he would tell his parents that the effect would be better.

Even so, it was still difficult for the two to accept that "Jiang Ya" who had never met before, and heard that his son would tell her son what "music theory" to her students. If it weren't for Liu Yufan saying that Jiang Ya was the deputy director of the teaching and research department of the county education bureau and the head of the music, physical education and aesthetic teaching and research group, Liu Jianjun would not agree to anything. Since he knew that Jiang Ya was the leader of the education bureau, Liu Jianjun, who was a teacher, felt relieved most of his heart. The county education bureau still had a heavy weight in the hearts of ordinary teachers at the grassroots level.

"Xiaofan, go out alone, be careful. Don't talk to people you don't know in the car. Get off the car and go directly to the Education Bureau, don't run around, do you know?" Chu Qing kept reminding Liu Yufan when he walked out of the house. Although Liu Yufan had been to Fu'an County once, he was led by a teacher that time, but unlike this time, he went alone. Not to mention him, a child, Chu Qing has never been to Fu'an County for a few times. How could she feel at ease? If she followed her intentions and had to let Liu Jianjun send him in person, she still had to hold Liu Yufan to "agree" and let Liu Yufan act alone after Liu Yufan insisted on it again and again, and he was really worried.

"Forget it, the child is so old, as long as you are careful, nothing will happen." Liu Jianjun was more open-minded than Chu Qing. In the past six months, he felt that his son had indeed grown up. He was no longer as naughty as before, and his behavior was steady. Especially when he came back from the county two days ago, he brought things to everyone in the family. Thinking of the electric razor his son gave him, Liu Jianjun felt very excited. The child was careful. Last time he just mentioned it casually, but Chu Qing thought it was expensive and he didn't buy it for him. The child was listening next to him. Unexpectedly, he always remembered that this was a child who knew that he felt sorry for his parents. And having such a stable manner, Liu Jianjun believed that it was not a big deal to let him go to the county town alone.

"You are so big. The child is just so old and you can feel at ease when you go so far away. If you want me, I will not go there anymore. What class should I teach from the county town? Our family is not short of that little money to spend." Chu Qing was still making the final efforts.

"Mom, have you all agreed? Don't worry, I know that I won't run around, so I will come back in the afternoon." Liu Yufan was afraid that his mother would change her mind, so he hurriedly blocked her words.

Coincidentally, the white shuttle bus also drove slowly. Liu Yufan waved his hand and stopped the bus. As soon as the door opened, he quickly got into the car.

"This kid! Be careful!" Chu Qing said loudly.

"Don't worry, it's okay, you all go back." Liu Yufan waved to the two of them, the car started, and gradually left the parents outside the car behind.

Seeing his parents in the distance still standing there, facing the direction of the car, and although he couldn't see the expression on their faces clearly, Liu Yufan could still feel their caring gaze, which made him feel a force rising in his heart.

"Dad, mom, watch it. I will definitely not let you down. I will become your pride and let you live a happy life." Liu Yufan said with his fists clenched secretly.

"Where are you?" The ticket seller came over and saw such a young child going out alone, with a little surprised expression on his face.

"Go to Fu'an." Liu Yufan said, taking out five dollars and handing them over.

‘Two yuan to Fu'an.’ The ticket seller quickly took out three yuan, asked Liu Yufan, and then handed over the ticket.

The journey was boring, Liu Yufan took out his walkman, put on his headphones and listened to music.

The sound of the piano like water sounded in my ears, which was the first movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata". Liu Yufan listened with pleasure, and his fingers were also subconsciously moving.

During this period, this Walkman brought him a lot of happiness to the rebirth. Every day, listening to the tapes, Liu Yufan's ability to appreciate music has also improved a lot.

Compared with those pop music, these classic piano masterpieces are obviously more "sustainable" to listen. Although pop songs are easy to understand, they are too straightforward and have no depth. They often get tired of listening to them a few times. Piano music is different, especially the fine works in classical piano music. The exquisiteness contained in them is simply endless. Of course, the premise is to understand. Although Liu Yufan's current level is still far from being able to do with these songs, this does not prevent him from appreciating these difficult masterpieces. Moreover, these songs are like his goal of hard work. Every time he sounds, he fantasizes that the person playing the piano is himself, sitting in the spotlight, his fingers pass through the smooth keys, bringing out a series of incredible notes, and enjoying the applause and cheers of music fans, how wonderful it would be!

There are not many people in the car, and there are very few passengers getting on the bus halfway. Fortunately, the shuttle bus was state-owned and was not afraid of losses. If someone came to do it, he might not even have enough money for gasoline. After all, in this era of underdeveloped economy, there were not many things people needed to go out to do.

A few dozen minutes later, the shuttle bus drove into the old Fu'an Bus Station.

After getting off the car, Liu Yufan didn't waste time and went straight to Fu'an Cultural Center. Jiang Ya made an appointment with him at 9:00 in the morning, and it was almost 8:30 at this moment.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Liu Yufan once again came to Fu'an Cultural Center, walked into the corridor, sang and played the erhu, and the sound of playing the flute reached his ears again, everything was so familiar.

After training here for more than ten days, Liu Yufan was already very familiar with the layout and environment inside. He immediately went up to the third floor and came to the door of a small classroom.

Knocking at the door, a person walked out of it. Seeing Liu Yufan, he asked in confusion: "What are you?"

"Oh, hello teacher, I made an appointment with Teacher Jiang Ya, and I will be here for class later." Liu Yufan said, looking at the man who seemed to be in his thirties. He was holding a flute in his hand and seemed to be preparing to practice. Liu Yufan knew him, but he didn't know what his name was. He only knew that he was from the county cultural center. He met several times during training a few days ago, but he never spoke.

"Oh, it's Teacher Jiang Ya's student. Come in, you're here to take music theory class." The man said with a smile.

"Yeah." Liu Yufan said, walking into the classroom, found a seat and sat down.

This classroom is not big, only about forty square meters, with more than a dozen desks in front of the west, and a small blackboard on the wall. Compared to the regular classroom of the school, this can only be regarded as a "mini classroom". However, this is a cultural center, not a school, so it is naturally necessary to prepare regular classrooms. It is estimated that this is for students in the art class to teach collective classes.

Next to the podium is a Yamaha Psr-180. Liu Yufan is very familiar with this piano. This piano is cost-effective and is almost the standard configuration for teaching pianos in the cultural center.

When the male teacher saw Liu Yufan sitting down, he started practicing again with the flute on his own.

Liu Yufan glanced at the flute in his hand. It was a big c.c flute with the lowest tune in the tune of the music flute. It is usually used to practice breathing. The songs played are generally southern silk and bamboo, which are more beautiful and comfortable. Of course, there are also lower tunes, such as big a, big g, etc., but they are usually specially made.

The male teacher played "Journey to Gusu". Liu Yufan had heard this song and practiced a short piece. When he was in the normal school, Liu Yufan learned a lot. Although he devoted his main energy to piano and vocal music, he also learned some in his spare time.

The melody of this music in Gusu Xing is beautiful and friendly, with elegant and comfortable style, with a relaxed and bright rhythm, and a concise and complete structure. It is one of the representative music of the Southern School of Flute. If you want to play this song well, the basic skills of breath must be strong, otherwise you will not be able to blow the melodious and melodious artistic conception.

This teacher probably learned it formally, with a very accurate rhythm and a full breath. But the only drawback is that there seems to be some problems with the tone. Liu Yufan could always hear the sound of running air, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly. This blowing method, if you can't practice for a long time, you will be too tired to blow, and a lot of breath is wasted.

However, he did not interrupt him. After all, he was a teacher in the cultural center. He was definitely not happy to comment on other people's songs so recklessly. Not everyone is ashamed to ask questions like Teacher Jiang Ya and has no airs.

Liu Yufan thought of Teacher Jiang Ya and couldn't help but look at the electronic watch on his wrist again. It was bought from the stall for two yuan. Although the style was a bit ugly, fortunately he left quite accurately.

The time shows 8:45, and it seems that I have come a little early.

"Huh? Liu Yufan, why are you here?" A crisp and nice voice came from the door. Liu Yufan looked up and saw a beautiful melon-shaped face that looked like an elf with a naughty smile. Who isn't Chen Siying?

"Chen Siying, I'm here to take music theory class, where are you?" Liu Yufan asked with a smile.

"So too, by the way, are you here to take music theory class? You also have to learn piano with Teacher Jiang Ya." Chen Siying asked curiously.

Obviously, Chen Siying and the teacher who was playing the flute misunderstood Liu Yufan and thought he was just a student who came to class. No wonder Jiang Ya probably didn't tell her students that it was a child who gave them a lecture. They looked at themselves and thought they were here to listen to the class. This was a very normal behavior.

Liu Yufan was thinking about how to talk to Chen Siying, and Teacher Jiang Ya's voice sounded at the door.

"Yufan, Siying, you two are here, so early!" Jiang Ya pushed the door and saw two students chatting in the seat.

"Teacher Jiang." Seeing Jiang Ya coming, Liu Yufan stood up and greeted her.

Today, Jiang Ya was wearing a beige T-shirt, light blue jeans, and a pair of same beige sandals on her feet. Her black hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, and she looked very refreshing.

"Director Jiang is early." The male teacher who practiced flute also stopped and greeted Jiang Ya with a smile, looking very enthusiastic. It was obvious that the two knew each other.

"Teacher Bai." Jiang Ya nodded politely to the male teacher, saying hello.

"So his surname is Bai." Liu Yufan looked at the male teacher standing beside Jiang Ya with a diligent look on his face, and said in his heart.

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Chapter completed!