"Okay! But wait a moment while I change my clothes."
So, Lin Xiaoguang and Teacher Fu went shopping in a grand manner.
After the exam, he and his three cousins went out to buy a lot of things to take home. They were both for adults and children. For children, there were toys, books, clothes, and food. For adults, there were many things, such as men's watches.
, women's necklaces, cosmetics, clothes, shoes, etc., as well as Peking specialties, foreign chocolates and other snacks.
He has more than 3,000 yuan in his hand, so he is naturally not short of money. He also has a remittance certificate, so he can buy many things that others cannot buy.
As for buying a guitar, it wasn't just a whim.
These days, there are still very few musical instrument shops on the street. They came to the area of the Conservatory of Music. After arriving at Fuxingmen, they found musical instruments for sale in a state-owned shopping mall near the school.
"Why do you suddenly want to learn guitar?" Teacher Fu asked curiously while choosing.
"I don't learn guitar because I love music, or that's not the main reason." Lin Xiaoguang originally wanted to say that he learned guitar to chase girls, but when he thought about it, Teacher Fu would be stunned.
Keep an eye on him, so forget it.
"why?"
"People can't live too comfortably. For example, I can hardly find any opponents in my class when it comes to study. If you live like this for a long time, you will feel like you are drawing a sword and looking around at a loss. Without opponents, people will become
How lonely it is to be at a loss and to be invincible."
Lin Xiaoguang was still very clever and quickly found a way to say it.
He spread his hands with a very serious expression: "So, I will find myself an opponent and challenge myself in other fields. Maybe a blow can make me sober."
"You sound a bit unreasonable, but Lin Xiaoguang, do you really think that you are number one in the field of English learning?" Teacher Fu couldn't help but chuckle.
"Of course not, I never said that." Lin Xiaoguang shook his head.
"That's what you just said."
"What I mean is that in the class, I am already number one, and people still have self-awareness. The teaching staff of Tsinghua English major is average, not as good as that of Beijing Foreign Studies University, let alone China Foreign Affairs University. People have to be self-aware. I should be better than
Not as good as their best."
Lin Xiaoguang shook his head: "The purpose of learning is not to compete for first place. I never wanted to compete with so many people. My purpose of learning English is actually very similar to learning guitar, which is to learn a technique."
"As the saying goes, if you have too many skills, you won't be overwhelmed!"
After listening to this, Teacher Fu didn't think deeply, but was very dissatisfied with what he just said: "You actually said that my ability is not as good as that of Beijing Foreign Studies University. Forget about the Foreign Affairs University, am I still at the bottom of Beijing Foreign Studies University?"
"Teacher Fu, I didn't say you were bad, I meant other teachers."
"That's what you mean."
"I really didn't mean it."
During the argument, Teacher Fu seemed to have discovered something. He stared at Lin Xiaoguang with a serious look on his face: "How do you know about the China Foreign Affairs University?"
The Foreign Affairs University is a very ordinary school in the future. These days, it is a secret enrollment approved in advance. Take the last college entrance examination as an example. Those who scored less than 50 in the province, including those who scored less than 50 in the English subject, passed the political review.
, the Provincial Admissions Team of the China Foreign Affairs University will conduct its own written examination and interview. It is said that upon graduation, you will be admitted to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, among the central ministries and commissions, has the best salary, no other, because you can go abroad at public expense.
As a former diplomat, Teacher Fu certainly knew about the China Foreign Affairs University, but how Lin Xiaoguang knew about it was puzzling to her.
"Someone told me." Since he let it slip, Lin Xiaoguang could only find another lie to cover it up. As the saying goes, a lie requires countless lies to cover up, and that's what he is like now.
"This is confidential, I hope you don't spread it outside, otherwise the consequences will be serious." Teacher Fu was more serious than ever.
"okay, I get it."
She didn't get to the bottom of it, and Lin Xiaoguang breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe it was because the Central Conservatory of Music was right next to it. The musical instrument store had a lot of musical instruments and several brands of guitars, but there were very few foreign brands. He looked around, and suddenly a familiar brand came into view.
Red cotton guitar.
Produced by Dongguang Musical Instrument Factory, the future national brand, Red Cotton Duohong, is the well-deserved big brother of domestic guitars, and can compete with international brands.
This era was also the same, with red cotton pioneering and dominating the domestic market.
Lin Xiaoguang looked at the guitar and suddenly thought of eight years later, when he came to Peiping to go to college. In order to pursue a girl, he also bought a guitar, also made of red cotton.
"Sister, please excuse me. That's it. I'll give it a try."
The saleswoman handed Tita over, Lin Xiaoguang took it in her hand, and plucked the guitar strings skillfully, a slightly unfamiliar voice slowly flowing out.
Teacher Fu's eyes widened. He was about to ask what kind of music it was, but listening to the beautiful melody, he couldn't bear to interrupt. He just closed his eyes, listened carefully with his ears straight, and remained motionless, immersed in the music.
Lin Xiaoguang stared at her without blinking.
It wasn't until this moment that I realized that he had grown a lot recently. In the past, when I looked up, I could only see Teacher Fu's chin, but now I can see his nose.
Well, I'll catch up with her soon.
Nearly two minutes later, when the last note fell, Teacher Fu opened his eyes. At the first glance, he saw Lin Xiaoguang looking at him affectionately.
She couldn't help being frightened, her heart was beating rapidly, and a deer was banging around in her chest.
After a while, she lowered her head and noticed that there was no movement. Then she dared to raise her head and saw Lin Xiaoguang's playful eyes and a smirk on his face. There was no trace of the previous one.
She suddenly realized that he was clearly teasing her just now.
"Lin Xiaoguang, you dare to tease the teacher, you are finished." Fu Qingtong gritted his teeth and couldn't help but stretched out his nine-yin white bone claws to grab the soft flesh around his waist.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
After mentioning five pains in a row, Lin Xiaoguang grimaced in pain.
Seeing him begging for mercy in pain, Fu Qingtong was very happy and forgot about what happened just now.
After that, Lin Xiaoguang bought the guitar here.
This guitar costs NT$50, which is higher than the salary of an adult these days. A Tsinghua student had to go without food and drink for two months to save this money. In terms of purchasing power, this guitar is equivalent to NT$10,000 in future generations.
goods.
Still relatively expensive.
After paying the money, on the way back, he told Teacher Fu one more thing.
"Sister Qingtong, I still need a guitar teacher, but I don't know who to teach me. You are so familiar with Peiping, how about you help me find a teacher?" He asked tentatively.
"You play so well and you still need a teacher?" Fu Qingtong was angry.
"Amateur, I am just an amateur, not even as good as the students at the Central Conservatory of Music. I really need a teacher." Lin Xiaoguang was very sincere.
Fu Qingtong looked him up and down, and saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he finally agreed: "Okay, I'll reluctantly find you a good teacher."
"I promise, I won't let you down."
Lin Xiaoguang was very happy at first, but when he heard this, he felt bad. Looking at her smiling face, he felt even more uneasy. Why did he feel like digging a hole for himself? Teacher Fu would not find one for him, like Fu
A devilish teacher like Letcher.
"I forgot to ask, what's the name of the song just now? It's pretty nice."
"I had a cold in that corner."
"What the hell is this name? Cold? Why isn't it called a cold?"