The cello in the hands of the white-bearded grandfather is graceful and solemn, the violin in the hands of the white-haired grandmother is elegant and euphemistic, the piano in the hands of the uncle with big back and glasses is exciting and high-spirited, the metronome in the hands of the fashionable aunt with big waves jingles happily, and the... stick in Xiao Qian's hands

Sweet and delicious.

He really didn't know the significance of his presence here.

Sitting on a stool, sucking a lollipop, watching a group of people busy.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and finally spoke.

"Grandpa Xia, this melody is wrong. It's like this, thump thump thump thump thump thump..."

He didn't know how to play musical instruments, so he could only speak orally.

It is said that many musicians do this trick, which may seem incomprehensible to outsiders, but to insiders they will understand it.

Sure enough, Grandpa Xia closed the door and meditated for a moment. When he played the piano again, the prelude to Xiao Qian's familiar "For Whom" came out. The tone, beat, instrument, and sound length were exactly the same.

After this section, everyone applauded, as if a great job had been completed.

In fact, they have been busy for more than three hours, and the result is not as fast as Xiao Qian's "dengdengdengdengdengdeng..."

"Little doll, you actually understand melody?"

Grandpa Xia came over, his white hair showing kindness.

This old man is the Taishan Beidou in the Shanghai music industry. Even Xu Mingxia has to respectfully call him teacher.

The old man's greatest achievement in his life is to participate in the creation of the national anthem.

Okay, I can't afford it.

Xiao Qian put down the lollipop and said honestly: "I don't understand."

Grandpa Xia was unhappy.

"Hey, you little guy, why are you so humble? You don't understand the melody, how did you hum it just now?"

Xiao Qian said matter-of-factly: "That's how I hum this song."

Grandpa Xia smacked his lips, a little confused.

"That's right."

But he quickly came to his senses and was unhappy again.

"You brat, I lied to you, Grandpa Xia, didn't you? Don't you know music notation?"

This time Xiao Qian stopped pretending and decided to seek truth from facts.

"Everyone on Earth knows him."

Grandpa Xia covered his heart with his hand and realized that he seemed to be dying soon.

Talking to this kid always seems to hurt.

But looking at such a cute seedling, he didn't want to give up.

After thinking about it, Grandpa Xia took a music sheet and placed it in front of Xiao Qian.

"Child, do you want to learn?"

Xiao Qian was a little excited.

"Grandpa Xia, do you want to teach me?"

If you let a Dana who participated in the production of the national anthem teach you music, then you will have to walk sideways in the music industry in the future. If anyone dares to argue with him, he can turn his nostrils into the sky and say coolly: Who knows?

?My master.

etc……

"Grandpa Xia, what is your surname?"

Grandpa Xia, drink water quickly, we are not angry.

"Me, my name is Xia Weizhang, do you know what it means?"

Xiao Qian nodded.

"You're just violating the rules. It seems that Grandpa Xia, you will drive less in the future."

Xia Weizhang quickly drank the second bottle of water and barely suppressed the charge of beating the child.

"My husband is from China, and a gentleman is like jade. What do you know?"

After saying that, Xia Weizhang regretted it.

Is it possible to talk about such profound things to a seven-year-old child?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qian actually gave a thumbs up.

"It is indeed a good name with profound meaning, worthy of your status, Grandpa Xia. Unlike me, hey..."

Xia Weizhang didn't bother to understand how Xiao Qian knew the words "profound meaning". He could even make "For Whom". Isn't it normal to know one more word?

"Your name is also very good. There are sparse shadows across the clear water, and a faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk. I can see that your family put a lot of thought into naming you."

Xiao Qian frowned with shame.

"Do you really think that's what you mean?"

Xia Weizhang was puzzled.

"Is there any more profound meaning?"

Xiao Qian fell into memories.

"It was a snowy day. My dad fell into a ditch and smashed the Phoenix 28th bar into a rickshaw. The ditch... wasn't too deep."

Xia Weizhang was stunned, and after a long time he stroked Xiao Qian's head with regret.

"Child, let's learn music notation."

Since then, Xiao Qian has had one more subject besides school, which is basic knowledge of music.

His teachers included an old man with a white beard, Xia Weizhang, one of the producers of the national anthem, an old woman with white hair, Gu Yun, the dean of the first music conservatory in New China, and an uncle with glasses and a big back, who was the first person in New China to complete music at the Wynn Golden Hall.

Chen Xunqi, an independent piano player, Feng Yifan, the fashionable aunt of Big Wave, and the founder of New China music theory.

Of course, there is also the copyright partner of "For Whom", Xu Mingxia, a professor at the Shanghai Music Conservatory of Music.

With the guidance of so many great people, Xiao Qian, even though he knew nothing about music, could still make a humming sound. Not to mention that after being reborn, he could finally get money for singing.

The process of learning music is both painful and joyful.

He is happy, but Li Qingjue is in pain.

"Big bad guy, it's all because of you that my mother doesn't love me anymore."

During the break, as soon as the teacher left, Li Qingjue was about to stab Xiao Qian with a ballpoint pen. He was so frightened that he quickly covered it with a staff.

"Did your mother find out that you are not her biological child? That's not right. Normally, isn't this a father's job? Your mother should know whether she gave birth to you."

Li Qingjue wanted to cry but had no tears.

"My mother always said that I am not as good as you and that I am a fool. She has never scolded me like that before."

It turned out that this was the case. Xiao Qian had no choice but to comfort her: "Your mother didn't scold you before because she didn't touch me."

So Xiao Qian had two black dots of ballpoint pens on his arms, like two dragons playing with beads.

The result was that Li Qingjue didn't talk to him all day, and ran away without even doing the exercises to prepare for Children's Day.

Xiao Qian was not concerned about herself, so she packed up and walked alone to her father and mother's stall.

It's almost dinner time, and work is about to end at the construction site.

It's been hot recently, and construction companies don't dare to let workers work under the high temperature, so workers after a tiring day can come out in twos and threes to enjoy a rare moment of leisure.

Following Xiao Qian's suggestion, Xiao Guoji's stall added various side dishes such as fried screws and fried peanuts in addition to egg fried rice and pancake fruits, and also provided beer.

It's a pity that Xiao Guoji hasn't learned the barbecue technique yet. Otherwise, these workers would have been able to enjoy barbecue beer twenty years in advance.

When Xiao Qian arrived, the stall was busy preparing for what was to come.

The man who was cleaning the screws raised his head, saw it was him, and asked: "Brother, are you stupid after the water got into your head?"

Xiao Qian compared the body shapes of both parties and decided not to argue with each other for the time being.

If you weren't my brother...

This man is Xiao Ping, the second brother of Uncle Xiao Qian's family, and his father and mother came from the Northeast.

Since he couldn't deal with it for the time being, Xiao Qian decided to take a detour.

"Second brother, why didn't the eldest brother come?"

Xiao Guoji has seven brothers, they are mighty and powerful. But don't worry, Xiao Qian and his family have eight brothers.

Xiao Guoji is the fourth child, but Xiao Qian can only be the sixth child. Of course, the seventh and eighth children are not born yet, but they will be in the future.

The eldest Xiao An, the second Xiao Ping, and the fourth Xiao Zhuang all belong to the uncle's family.

The two daughters of the second uncle’s family are not included in the ranking.
To be continued...