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79, I can try

noon.

Huang Yurong took Hu Shuo to the faculty canteen, accompanied by Yu Man.

The faculty canteen is only open to teachers and staff in the college. The food is good and cheap, and there are also various a la carte kitchen options.

Huang Yurong ordered six stir-fried dishes, three meat and three vegetarian, and a large bowl of spicy soup.

After all, it was a canteen and there were no waiters, so Hu Shuo seized the opportunity to show his hospitality and almost took on the job of serving food, serving rice and pouring water all by himself.

Huang Yurong saw it in her eyes and warmed her heart.

"Xiao Yu, how are you practicing the song "Dream Wedding"?"

Huang Yurong asked while Hu Shuo was busy.

"I've mastered it about 50%, but there are still some difficulties in this piece. Sometimes I don't play it particularly well."

Yu Man thought for a while and then said: "Also, teacher, I think Brother Shuo is simply a genius. He, a person who has never studied piano systematically, can actually compose such an awesome piece of music. If it weren't for my personal experience, I would be damned

I can’t believe it. Every time I play this piece, I feel different. It’s really a piece that requires you to fully integrate your emotions into it. After playing it dozens of times, I found that if you want to play this piece well, you need to integrate all your emotions.

It’s really hard to put everything into it.”

After practicing "Dream Wedding" for more than two hours, Yu Man felt deeply in her heart, and her understanding of the song was even more different than when she first listened to it.

"Um."

"If you have time to practice more in the future, maybe this song will become your masterpiece."

Huang Yurong slowly said that in fact, her perception of the song "Wedding in a Dream" was not as profound as that of Yu Man. After all, at this age, she no longer has such a strong feeling for dreamy and romantic things.

While the teacher and students were talking, Hu Shuo put the last dish on the table and smiled at them: "It's ready."

"Then sit down quickly, I'll see if you're busy here." Huang Yurong quickly waved to Hu Shuo.

Hu Shuo responded and sat directly next to Huang Yurong.

"Hey, Lao Huang, today's meal is quite sumptuous."

As soon as Hu Shuo sat down, an old man with a white beard wearing reading glasses came over with a dinner plate and stared at the six dishes and one soup on the table with evil eyes.

"Look at your sly eyebrows, let's sit down and eat together." Huang Yurong waved her hand grandly.

"Professor Hao."

Yu Man greeted politely.

The old man's name is Hao Datong, a professor in the Department of Folk Music. He is carrying a long black box on his back, and he doesn't know what musical instruments are inside.

"I know you are the most generous, Lao Huang."

Hao Datong smiled, sat down without hesitation, and placed the box behind him on the empty seat on the left.

"This young man looks strange."

Hao Datong and Huang Yurong have been colleagues for decades, and they are very familiar with each other. After sitting down, he was about to use his chopsticks. However, he stopped when he saw the unfamiliar Hu Shuo. After all, there were outsiders, Professor

The image still needs to be maintained.

"This is my son-in-law, Hu Shuo."

"Xiao Shuo, this is Professor Hao."

Huang Yurong immediately introduced the two of them.

"Professor Hao, hello." Hu Shuo greeted quickly and politely.

"Not bad, a great talent!" Apparently Hao Datong was officially praised.

Hu Shuo smiled politely, so he didn't need to pay too much attention to such official praise.

Hao Datong was really rude. After a few words of greeting, he started to use his chopsticks and even picked the meat. It was obvious that Professor Hao was still a foodie.

"Old Hao, do you have classes in the afternoon? If not, go listen to Xiao Yu's report and performance."

When everyone was almost finished eating, Huang Yurong put down the chopsticks in her hands and said.

"There are no classes, but as a folk music player, I have never been interested in Western music." Hao Datong answered directly, without mincing words.

Then he said to Yu Man: "Xiao Yu, I'm not targeting you. You should know this."

"Um."

Yu Man nodded in understanding. She knew that Hao Datong was such a person.

"Look at your stubborn face. Let me tell you, Xiao Yu's report performance today is extraordinary, because Xiao Yu is going to play a brand new piano piece. I guarantee that you will be shocked after listening to it!" To Hao

Huang Yurong didn't care at all about Datong's attitude and continued.

"You're still shocked. I said, Lao Huang, when did you become so exaggerated!" Hao Datong said while biting a piece of meat.

"Spit the meat out for me! You are eating my food and making sarcastic remarks!" Huang Yurong rolled her eyes and said: "The new song Xiao Yu is going to play was composed by my son-in-law Xiao Shuo. This song will definitely become popular. Today

It’s an act, it’s your loss if you don’t listen!”

"Does your son-in-law know how to compose music?"

Hao Datong swallowed the meat and looked at Hu Shuo in surprise.

"Huh, don't even look at whose son-in-law, Xiao Shuo is a rare musical genius!" Huang Yurong said with a proud look on her face.

As soon as she heard this, Hu Shuo blushed a little and thought to herself, isn't it just a "Dream Wedding"? My mother-in-law is a little distracted.

Hao Datong picked up another piece of meat and said with a smile: "Old Huang, you are really the mother-in-law, the more you look at your son-in-law, the more you like him. You dare to use the word musical genius."

"That's what it is!"

"You haven't heard the piece Xiao Shuo composed. After listening to it, you will think so." bsp;

, then I will accept him!"

While speaking, Hao Datong patted the long box placed on the empty seat and said proudly: "One year for the harp, three years for the flute, and one erhu will break your waist!"

"Those who can play the erhu well are called musical geniuses!"

As he spoke, Hao Datong looked up at Hu Shuo and asked, "Young man, do you know how to play the erhu?"

Hao Datong is a professor in the Department of Folk Languages ​​and has always admired folk music. However, in recent years, as Western music has become popular, folk music has been neglected. Many people even think that in folk music, being able to play the piano is superior.

Take today's children as an example. If they sign up for a music tutoring class, it's either piano, violin, saxophone, drums...

Very few parents allow their children to learn Chinese musical instruments such as Xiao, flute, sheng, erhu and suona.

Therefore, as a professor of the Department of Folk Music, Hao Datong must take CA11 for folk music if he has the opportunity. Therefore, in his opinion, being able to play the piano or violin is not a skill. If he can play several folk instruments

That's awesome.

And he had just finished giving erhu lessons to the students in the folk music department, and what was in the box was an erhu.

"Xiao Shuo, don't pay attention to him, what's so good about playing the erhu!" Huang Yurong stepped forward to smooth things over for Hu Shuo. Of course she didn't think that Hu Shuo could play the erhu.

However, Hu Shuo smiled slightly. How could he miss this opportunity to win glory for his mother-in-law? He immediately stretched out his hand to Hao Datong: "Bring this guy here, I can try it."

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