Chapter 472 Talk to the old man more now, and there will be no chance in the future
Lu Zhengkang asked, "Master sings so well. What is the name of this song?"
Lu Xuefeng replied, "People who have no ideals are not sad." He smiled and said, "This song should still be searchable. It didn't say that new pants were banned at the beginning. You can listen to it when you are fourteen years old."
Su Xiangli's tone was urgent, "Is this rock and roll?"
The great-grandfather turned his head and saw the little girl's face flushed with excitement, and her eyes were filled with blazing golden fireworks. He had not seen this look for decades. He had seen this kind of madness on the stage overlooking tens of thousands of people.
The crowds were inspired by his music, but now there is only one little girl who is shocked by rock and roll. She really is in compliance with the saying back then that "rock and roll will never die."
"Yeah, part of rock and roll."
"I like rock and roll." Su Xiangli said.
Lu Zhengkang was startled, "What do you mean?"
"I want to be a rock musician!"
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Lu Xuefeng couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you studying ballet? When a child learns a skill, he must study it hard and don't get distracted." Lu Zhengkang quickly advised, "Yes, yes, my master is right."
Su Xiangli raised his hands and narrowed his eyes happily, "Zou said, do what you like and don't care about the rumors!"
Lu Zhengkang: "How come the Noodle God says everything? Zhou Shuren's status in the world is not guaranteed."
Lu Xuefeng: "It is true that your child is not sensible yet. There is nothing simple in the world. If you study ballet and music, you will probably accomplish nothing, and you will also waste your studies."
Su Xiangli tilted his head, "But I am a genius."
The grandfather and grandson of the Lu family slapped themselves on the forehead in unison, and they looked at each other.
Su Xiangli was angry, "If I say yes, then it's yes!" She downloaded a music simulator on her phone and started a novice guitar tutorial.
It was a half-hour drive from the station to Taiye's house. It took Su Xiangli 13 minutes to get started. Before getting off the bus, she could already play "Song of the Nine Rings".
Well, the Song of the Five Rings back then also evolved.
Lu Zhengkang was indeed a little shocked. Su Xiangli was really talented in art, and his dancing and music were really impeccable.
"I believe in genius now." Grandpa suddenly laughed and shook his head, "But ballet and rock and roll are completely different genres. You will be very tired if you do this."
Su Xiangli was careless about the old man's teachings. The most annoying thing for young people is to listen to reason. Lu Zhengkang knew it very well, so he would hardly talk to anyone about his philosophy of life. His peers would not like to listen, and elders would not bother to listen to children.
suggestions. Therefore, he always remains silent when encountering such topics.
Lu Xuefeng never talked about this with Lu Zhengkang, but he couldn't help but want to persuade Su Xiangli. In the eyes of the old man, this was definitely his future great-grandson's wife.
"You need to study hard, you know? In the future, you will have to pass the Social Security Examination. Try your best to pass the exam. Interests and hobbies can be put aside while studying."
Seeing that Su Xiangli was getting more and more impatient, Lu Zhengkang quickly pushed the nagging old man and said, "Oh, Master, it's almost noon. We're all hungry. Let's make some food."
Lu Xuefeng snorted, "You just know how to eat." He naturally raised his hand and rubbed his great-grandson's hair, with a cold expression, but an indescribable feeling of doting.
Su Xiangli quietly took two steps back. Lu Xuefeng saw this scene out of the corner of his eye and was stunned for a moment. He retracted his hand and walked towards the kitchen, dragging his hand like a black fish into the bottom of the water. Only then did Lu Zhengkang realize that,
The grandfather's back was already hunched. He clicked his tongue, turned around and said quietly to Su Xiangli: "My grandfather is really old."
People change, and Lu Zhengkang had already prepared for it. Watching his grandfather grow old, he only felt a little sad in his heart, very little, not even as good as when he saw Lu Xuefeng slaughtering birds with a nail machine.
mercy.
Some things can become cold-blooded after experiencing them once. Lu Zhengkang also understood the pain of losing a loved one in his previous life. This kind of abscess-like scar will not fade away with the passage of time and reincarnation.
It will rush out suddenly at some moment in the future and sting you again.
But after the pain has passed, it will be better. My grandfather is old, and he will die in the future. Lu Zhengkang can almost completely understand this process, and can even imagine that his body is wrapped in layers of shrouds.
Then, in an incinerator or a freezing crusher, it turns into bone fragments and is scattered into the sea or space. In short, it is impossible to leave a grave.
At that time, he can only live in the memory of the younger generation, slowly becoming an inconspicuous figure among the ancestors, an illusory ghost in the hearts of superstitious people, in the temple of prayer, in the banquet of the Ghost Festival
There may be three words to commemorate his existence.
Death has always left people with loneliness, and fear is nothing more than the collapse of facing loneliness.
Su Xiangli patted Lu Zhengkang and said, "You are in a daze again."
"Well. I'm just wondering whether to learn from Yongsheng... I have some." Lu Zhengkang was speechless, "Some, some..."
Su Xiangli stood up on tiptoes and rubbed his head, "I'm not sad, I'm not sad." She grinned, "People who don't have ideals are not sad."
Lu Zhengkang patted off her little paws, "Don't say I don't have ideals."
"Hey, what is your ideal?"
[Deer: I’ve always been with you.]
Lu Zhengkang clicked his tongue, "When I grow up, I want to play all the games in the world."
Su Xiangli smiled and said: "Otaku, what a meaningless ideal."
Lu Zhengkangtian shrugged shamelessly, "Men will remain young until they die."
[Su: Then I will play with you for as long as you want, even for the rest of your life.]
Su Xiangli: "Tsk, I don't want to be a child, I want to grow up quickly."
"Why?" Lu Zhengkang couldn't help but smile.
"Time flies quickly. I want to learn the guitar and then learn more and more. I want to hold a concert and invite you and your great-grandfather to come and watch."
[Su: Just think of it as making up for your great-grandfather’s regret. He must still love rock and roll.]
"You can't hold a concert alone."
"Then you have to help me."
"I will definitely help you."
"How long will you help?" Su Xiangli pressed his finger on his lips again. The familiar teasing look always made Lu Zhengkang's heart skip a beat.
"Whenever you don't want me to help you, I won't help you." He smiled like a fool and danced his hands in confusion. In the end, Su Xiangli held them firmly, one in each hand.
"Hey, look into my eyes."
Lu Zhengkang just escaped, "Don't."
"As long as you look into my eyes, I will never tease you again."
Lu Zhengkang raised his head and said, "Then I am willing to lose."
Su Xiangli threw away his hand and said, "Humph, you are so glib now. I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go to the bedroom to have a look."
Lu Zhengkang pressed his heart, then slid down and touched his stomach, "I'm really hungry, Master, what are you going to eat today?" He laughed and ran into the kitchen.