For a person who wrote "For Whom", you can't force him to play football. And it will take many years before you see the results.
The issues Xiao Qian mentioned about Chinese football made Xu Shujin think deeply. But Xiao Qian knew that no matter how profound Xu Shujin's enlightenment was, it would not be of much help to Chinese football.
This is not a problem of one person, not to mention that this person is just a conscientious practitioner, not a decision-maker.
Finally, when Xu Shujin was about to say goodbye, he asked Xiao Qian a question.
"Son, who do you think our Chinese football team should learn from in order to become strong?"
"ah?"
Xiao Qian was stunned.
Who should Chinese football learn from? Does such a serious question arise now?
A long list of country names such as Brazil, Britain, Germany, France, and Spain flashed before my eyes, representing absurd eras.
In the end, Xiao Qian had no choice but to pat Xu Shujin's knee.
This time Xu Shujin was standing, and Xiao Qian couldn't even pat his arm.
"Mr. Xu, I think you should go to Chongming Island to build a football school to gather children who really like football. It doesn't matter who you study. The important thing is to let the children like football from the bottom of their hearts and practice it."
Good basic skills. If a child named Wu appears in the future, you must let him practice single sword well."
Xu Shujin walked away confused, not knowing how much impact Xiao Qian's words had on him.
However, after getting rid of Xu Shujin's entanglement, more people became entangled.
"Xiao Qian, you should practice the cello more. You know, the cello is the noble among musical instruments. Learning the cello well can improve your temperament."
Mr. Xia Weizhang was very dissatisfied when he saw Xiao Qian only writing and drawing on the five-line music.
Xiao Qian could only say: "Grandpa Xia, I can play the cello."
Xia Weizhang's beard stood up.
"How can you do it with just light? You still have to be good at it. Music is serious. You must take the most serious attitude to learn, master, and master it. Do you understand?"
Xiao Qian was dumbfounded.
Why am I so good at that stuff?
As long as you know how to play it and what the tone is, you can use it when making songs in the future.
"Xiao Qian, don't listen to your Grandpa Xia. He is confused. How many times can you use the cello? Come and learn the violin from your Grandma Gu. The violin is a queen, and her status is much higher than that of any noble."
Although Gu Yun has a kind face and good intentions, he only has one intention.
Chen Xunqi was not to be outdone.
"Xiao Qian, nothing else matters. The piano is the king of musical instruments. As long as you master the piano, the whole music world is yours. Come, learn piano from your Uncle Chen. In the future, you can also play piano at the Wynn Golden Hall
Play your beautiful chapter."
Xiao Qian was even more confused.
Why should I go to that place?
I can't marry a German-Korean wife.
He meant to say it, but a seven-year-old kid had no human rights and could only endure all kinds of noises.
Seeing his depressed look, Feng Yifan stepped forward.
"Xiao Qian, do you like music?"
"like."
This is true.
Although he had no connection with music in his previous life, good songs can still move him, and good music can also cultivate him.
Now that he has been reborn and changed his physique, he has officially come into contact with music, allowing Xiao Qian to better understand its charm.
Feng Yifan speaks with sincerity and sincerity.
"Auntie can see that you don't like musical instruments, but you like making music, right? But musical instruments are the bridge that conveys music to the world. This bridge is not strong enough. Can the quality of the music that passes through be guaranteed? Good musicians may not be
They are good instrument masters, but they must be able to integrate with the instrument. Do you...understand?"
Xiao Qianyuan is much wiser than Feng Yifan imagined.
These words cleared away the fog in Xiao Qian's eyes. When he started playing various musical instruments again, he no longer looked like a foreigner.
In fact, Xiao Qian is not to blame.
In his previous life, most of the music producers he saw in various information were playing fancy games with various electronic devices, which made him mistakenly believe that making music can be easy.
Little did he know that he had just been misled by the TV program.
Even those who use electronic equipment to make music are all proficient in musical instruments. They use electronic equipment just because they are convenient, not because they do not know traditional instruments.
No matter how times change and technology advances, the essence of music has never changed.
With Feng Yifan's explanation, Xiao Qian quickly got out of the misunderstanding, which made all the teachers very happy.
You can't feel spring and autumn in Demon City. Winter is very short and summer is very long.
While Xiao Qian was eating popsicles and fighting against Qiu Laohu, he heard the serious discussion between Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan.
"It's not appropriate to buy a house now. Look, how high are the house prices? Didn't it say in the news that the state needs to control it. After the house prices come down, we can buy again."
Xiao Qian ate the popsicle in three mouthfuls, ignoring the shivers and staring at her parents in stunned silence.
"No, can you all buy a house?"
Yaoshou, I want to buy a house in Shanghai. Has the sun risen from the west?
Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan didn't understand why he was so surprised.
"What are you calling? Isn't it normal to buy a house? Do you want our family to live here forever?"
The small alley, which is less than 40 square meters, has no kitchen or toilet. It leaks when it rains and winds, and it is cold in winter and warm in summer. It will make you collapse after staying here once.
"No, how much do you earn?"
Xiao Qian really couldn't believe it. When did her parents become so bold?
How dare you buy a house in Shanghai.
There were no outsiders in the house, and Xiao Guoji no longer hid him.
"Business has been good recently. Your mother and I have about more than 80,000 yuan in hand."
When they said this, Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan's faces were full of happiness and pride.
In the 1990s, households with ten thousand yuan were in the news. Now they have made eight households with ten thousand yuan, and they can really be proud of it.
I have to say that this chaotic and progressive era has indeed given everyone the opportunity to make their dreams come true.
At the same time, Xiao Qian also deeply understood why people in previous lives said that those who rob the Tao are not as good as those who sell medicine, and those who sell medicine are not as good as those who open schools.
Damn it, students are making so much money, right?
Although Xiao Guoji and his wife made a lot of money when they set up a stall at the construction site, he was sure that it was definitely not that exaggerated.
As a result, I moved to the entrance of the university, and in just a few months, it actually expanded to this extent.
"Then buy it."
In her previous life, Xiao Qian had been living in Shanghai for more than ten years. She didn't even dare to dream of buying a toilet, let alone a house.
Now that you have the chance, what are you waiting for?
Amy Milan had already made plans.
"Why should I buy it? Look at the current house price. It's more than 2,000 yuan per square meter. Thank you for buying it. The news said that house prices will be regulated soon. Let's buy again when house prices come down."
Xiao Qian looked at Amy Lan inexplicably.
"Mom, between the news and me, who do you believe more?"
Aimilan was extremely confused.
After a long while, thinking about the magic of his son, he still said: "Of course I believe you."
That's it.
Xiao Qian jumped up and roared: "Then what are you waiting for? Go buy it now!"
The house price in Magic City is more than 2,000 yuan per square meter...
Twenty years later, when people listen to it, men will be silent and women will cry.
If you don’t want to be silent and shed tears, then go to Bari Bari!
The next day, the Xiao family of three appeared at the sales center.
The place was deserted and deserted. The appearance of the three of them was instantly greeted by dozens of salespeople.
Passing tea to those who pass tea, saying hello, do you dare to think about the treatment?
"Why is there no one here?"
A salesperson said with a smile: "The real estate market has not been very good recently, and everyone is waiting and watching. But you are in the right place. We are currently offering discounts and promotions. It is a rare opportunity."
Rare opportunity?
Xiao Qian was immediately filled with pride, walked up to the map, and drew a circle with her fingers around Century Avenue, Zhangyang Road, and Dongfang Road.
"I want both."
The salesperson's head is full of black lines.
"Kids, don't make trouble."
Xiao Qian was shocked.
"How do you know I'm messing around?"
The salesperson imitated his example and also drew a circle on the map.
"The richest person in the world can't afford this place."
Xiao Qian gave him a thumbs up, admitting that he was right.
It was the first time for the family to buy a house, so they were extremely nervous. I was worried that others would find out, and the numerous listings were really dazzling.
Looking at her parents as if they were entering KFC for the first time, Xiao Qian finally came forward.
He chose an old house on Shiqiao Garden Road. It covers an area of about 80 square meters and is fully furnished. The family can move in directly.
The price is not expensive either, only less than 50,000 yuan in total.
But Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan were not satisfied.
"Son, we are not short of money, why don't we buy a new house? Haven't you lived in this old house enough?"
Xiao Qian, the old man, just asked Xiao Guoji to sign the house purchase contract.
"It's okay, I won't stay here long anyway."
In the year to come, Shiqiao Garden Road will become history. And at this location, a tall building - the Jin Mao Tower - will stand.
If you buy it now, there will be a big word "Demolish" on the wall. Dreams, struggles, and life will all be meaningless.
Xiao Qian took a closer look and found that there were so many houses for sale near Shiqiao Garden Road during this period. He wanted to go to the bank for a loan and bought them all.
But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
In this gluttonous feast of the great era, it’s not bad for people like them to mess around. But if they want to go to the table and eat a big meal...
