"The winter vacation is so fast, and school is about to start." Liu Yufan said with some emotion as he looked at the winter vacation homework he had just completed.

How long has it been since I did "homework"? I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to "revisit" this memory.

"My handwriting doesn't look like the words of a sixth grade student in elementary school. Alas, although I have tried to write them in strokes and strokes, the habits I have developed over the years are a bit difficult to change." Liu Yufan casually flipped through a Chinese homework, most of which were copied repeatedly. After going to high school and college, his writing habits have long been fixed. Even if he deliberately simulated his childhood words, he would still unconsciously bring his habits with him when he had time.

"I hope I can pass the test, but it doesn't matter even if the teacher asks. At worst, let him watch and write. Anyway, with my current learning level, doing this kind of homework is a waste of time." Liu Yufan said with a smile.

"Let's go, son, your father's car is ready." The voice of his mother Chu Qing came from outside the door. This is the last Zhumaying market at the beginning of school. It is also the only market that Liu Yufan can "justified" during the winter vacation, because school is about to start, and he also needs to buy some stationery and the like. Of course, it can also be regarded as a "benefit".

"Oh, I know." Liu Yufan packed his homework neatly, turned over and got off the kang, and walked out the door. He liked to go to the market the most in his previous life. After all, compared to Dazhai Village, the "broad" Zhumaying is a "paradise" in his heart when he was young. However, now Liu Yufan is a reborn person. After seeing the bustle and prosperity of the big city, the Zhumaying's attractiveness to him will naturally decrease greatly. But when he remembered the last time he ordered books with the boss in the bookstore, he still had some expectations in his heart.

Of course, Liu Yufan didn't give much hope. After all, this kind of reference book is too rare. Except for those who are professional in music, almost no one can read this kind of book.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it. I'll find a way in the future." Liu Yufan comforted himself.

When I got used to caring, I suddenly got up with the original "transportation tool" like a donkey cart, which really made Liu Yufan very uncomfortable. To be honest, the speed of the car was just a little faster than that of himself. Fortunately, there were two guys Liu Jian and Wang Xiaoyong talking along the way, but I was not lonely.

"Xiaofan, have you finished your homework?" Wang Xiaoyong asked.

"Just finished writing today, where are you."

"I've finished writing a long time ago. By the way, there will be an exam at the beginning of school. Have you read books in the past two days?"

"Oh, I've read it." Liu Yufan agreed casually, but he thought with some amusement in his heart. He didn't know how he felt when answering the sixth grade test paper.

The Zhumaying Fair was still as lively as ever. At the market, the three families separated. Liu Yufan followed his father Liu Jianjun to buy some daily necessities for home, and then came to the stationery stall selling. He bought a few notebooks, a few pens and a pencil case. Liu Yufan didn't choose the style. In his eyes, these stationery were all cute and cute, and any one you use was the same.

When he turned around and passed by Sanwei Bookstore, Liu Yufan stopped.

"Dad, I'll go in and take a look." Liu Yufan said as he walked towards the bookstore. His father had never objected to visiting the bookstore. As a teacher, Liu Jianjun naturally knew that reading more was a good thing for his children, and he always bought him some extracurricular reading materials. Seeing his son walking into the bookstore, he followed him in.

There are several students in the store who are choosing martial arts novels. They should be junior high school students.

"Oh, Dajiang, have you read this book? Wesley's, I just read one, it's so interesting." said a tall and thin student.

"What Wesley? Martial arts?" another student wearing glasses asked in confusion.

"No, alas, I can't say what it is. It should be science fiction. Look at it, it's definitely good-looking." The tall and thin man said.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Yufan also turned his attention. He immediately saw several books on the bookshelf. The titles of those books were all early works. Liu Yufan also liked to read his books when he was in school, and he had read almost every one of them.

"I didn't expect that there will be here too." Liu Yufan looked at the titles of the books and felt very friendly. But since he had read them all, he naturally wouldn't read them again. Liu Yufan's eyes swept to the boss sitting in the corner reading the book and walked straight over.

"Boss, read a book." Liu Yufan walked over and said hello.

"Yeah, have you chosen it?" Zhao Saner raised her head and looked at the child in front of her. She didn't have a book in her hand. He didn't remember Liu Yufan. After all, it had been more than twenty days, and there were so many people in the bookstore every day. Liu Yufan, who had only met once, had no impression in his heart.

"No, by the way, boss, I asked you to help me pay attention to a book before the New Year. How could it be?" Liu Yufan asked.

"I wrote a book? What's the name?" Zhao Saner asked, then took the wrinkled book and turned it through pages.

"Xiaofan, what book have you ordered here? Is it a workbook?" Liu Jianjun asked strangely when he heard his son's words.

"No, it's a reference book." Liu Yufan replied casually, and then said to the boss, "I told you about the 28th episode of the twelfth lunar month before the New Year. The title is "Basics of Music Theory."

"Oh, that book." Zhao Saner realized when she heard Liu Yufan talk about the title of the book. It was just because the title of the book was too special, and the book was very interesting, and it was given for free.

"What? Is there any?" When the store owner said, a hint of expectation flashed across Liu Yufan's face. Although he did not give much hope, if there was, it would be the best.

"Yes, yes! You really don't want to say that I really have to find this book for you. Hehe." Zhao Saner said, then pulled out a book from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Liu Yufan. When he was here, he also turned a few pages out of curiosity. Although he knew all the words, he was confused about what he said. What pitch, interval, chord, etc., and some strange symbols like tadpoles. At that time, he murmured in his heart, "Is this something for people to see?"

Now seeing this child, he was curious and looked at Liu Yufan carefully. The latter was looking through the book seriously, with an unconcealed look of surprise in his eyes.

"Can you understand?" Zhao Saner asked in confusion.

"Ah? What?" Liu Yufan was completely immersed in the joy of getting the book and did not hear Zhao Saner's words for a while.

"I said this book, what can you understand what you wrote?" Zhao Saner asked curiously.

At this moment, Liu Jianjun also noticed that the book in his son's hand was not a "workbook", but a strange book. He immediately asked unhappily: "Xiaofan, did you order this book? Why did you buy it?"

"It's okay, Dad, I'm just watching and playing." Liu Yufan said embarrassedly, and he didn't know how to explain to his father. However, his father has always been spoiled by him when it comes to buying books. As long as it is not a novel, the father he usually says he wants to buy can find him.

"By the way, boss, how much does this book cost?" Liu Yufan said, looking at the back cover of the book. The price was "0.8 yuan", which made him speechless. This book is really cheap.

Unexpectedly, the boss's words surprised Liu Yufan even more. He waved his hand with a smile and said, "No money, I got this book for free, I'll give it to you."

After hearing this, Liu Yufan raised his head strangely, looked at the boss and asked, "Don't have money? It's been in vain? What's going on?"

Looking at Liu Yufan's appearance, Zhao Saner couldn't help but talk about it. He added fuel to the fire and talked about the situation of the day's book. Finally, he sighed and said, "Oh, that old man looks at it, he is really spiritual, like a scientist."

Liu Yufan was speechless when the boss heard the words. There were not many words for rural people to describe people. Perhaps in the boss's heart, those people with extraordinary temperament and well-dressed clothes were all "scientists-like".

When Liu Yufan heard this book, he was surprised and sighed at his luck. He vaguely felt that the old man he had never met was probably a music teacher, and he should be the kind of person who loves art and also loves art. When he heard that someone was looking for this book in such a remote place, he immediately gave out his "stock" for free.

Thinking of this stall owner, Liu Yufan sighed again. People nowadays think simple. In fact, even if the stall owner took Liu Yufan's money, he didn't know, but he didn't do this, and he gave it to him.

"This is an honest businessman." Liu Yufan thought to himself.

"What kind of person is he who will give me books to me whom I haven't seen?" Liu Yufan was puzzled, and at the same time he was a little expectant, looking forward to the opportunity to meet the old man and say thank you in person.

"By the way, they also said that if you want to find any book in the future, just tell him." Zhao Saner added.

"Oh, that's great. This old man is such a good person. By the way, I want to thank you too. Boss, you have helped me a lot." Liu Yufan thanked.

"What are you thanking me? I just took it back. I'll just take it back next time. Just come here to remember it." The stall owner waved his hand and smiled.

"Well, that's OK, then I'll leave first." He said hello to the bookstore owner. In the puzzled gaze of his father Liu Jianjun, Liu Yufan walked out of the bookstore with "Basics of Music" in his arms, as if he was holding a treasure.

"The basics of music theory, the basics of music theory." Holding the book in his arms, Liu Yufan was full of joy as if he was about to split. Even when he was in college, this book was very difficult to find. Although it was just a popular textbook that talks about music theory, it was a textbook used by the Central Conservatory of Music. The content was incomparable to other music theory books. With this book, it was like having a music dictionary. When encountering some simple music theory problems, even if there was no teacher around him, he could solve it slowly!

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Chapter completed!