House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 576: Rapid friendship (1/4)
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After leaving the kindergarten, Yang Yi returned to the coffee shop and stopped the car before coming to the Classical Music Faculty building alone. Classical Music Faculty was not far from the back door, and it was a few minutes' walk from the coffee shop.
The building where Classical Music Faculty is located occupies a large area, just like the calligraphy, four floors surround a large garden-style patio in the middle. Because of the large patio area, daylighting is not as bad as other buildings of the same type. On the contrary, the well-tended greenery also gives the people inside a relaxed and happy feeling.
The school has n’t started yet, but Classical Music Faculty still has music. There are all kinds of instruments, such as piano, violin, cello, etc. Needless to say, Yang Yi can still hear someone practicing flute and saxophone, There are even relatively popular harps and cymbals.
There is no time to find out these musical sounds. Yang Yi went to the third floor and knocked on the office door of the deputy dean Pang Bodong.
Pang Bodong is a short, middle-aged 50-year-old man with a Mediterranean head. He recognized Yang Yi at a glance. After all, Yang Yi has often grabbed the headlines of major media this year. It is inextricably linked to Jiang Chuan. It is difficult to know Yang Yi's face.
I do n’t know if it ’s because of Yang Yi ’s identity or because of Grandfather Hu Songnan. Pang Bodong is still very enthusiastic about Yang Yi.
"Professor Hu said that you are coming to our college to listen to it. I can't believe that you, a big star, have also made a lot of tunes. How come you think of going back to university to study again?" Pang Bodong greeted Yang Yihan. Fan, then asked with a smile.
"Popular music composition is not particularly advanced knowledge, and after a period of creation, I also realized that my own knowledge accumulation is insufficient, I need to learn more and more systematic composition knowledge ..." Yang Yiqian Explained to Pang Bodong.
Of course, Yang Yi did not tell him the real reason. But what he said is not a lie. There are indeed reasons for this.
After a while, Pang Bodong stood up and said with a smile on his face: "The basic music theory, sight-singing and ear-training I believe do n’t need us to teach you, you will also. Harmony, polyphony, orchestration, melody, etc. Courses, you can talk to the professor yourself to see what courses you need to listen to and what grade you ’re listening to. I ’ve already contacted you with several professors, let ’s go, I ’ll take you to know. ”
Pang Bodong took Yang Yi out and walked in the direction of the composition system. On the way, several students passed by and greeted Pang Bodong and saw Yang Yi.
These students did not feel anything at first. When they reacted, they turned around and only saw Pang Bodong walked into an office with Yang Yi.
"Isn't this Yang Yi? What is he doing here with us?" The students looked at each other, but their curiosity had burst.
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Noon, Chuntian Kindergarten.
Lu Weisha's situation has not changed much. She still has a hard time communicating with other students or even teachers.
It ’s not that the teacher does n’t speak English well. Chuntian kindergarten has very high requirements for the English level of preschool teachers, and this requirement is not only a certificate, but the most important thing is the level of spoken English. Teacher Mu, Teacher Shen and Teacher Cai can communicate fluently with foreigners in English.
But what's the use? Teacher Mu said that they spoke quickly, but Lu Weisha couldn't understand it. The words were complicated, and she didn't understand.
On the contrary, Lu Weisha bumped and talked, making gestures, and they were able to "talk" with Xi Xi and others.
Especially Xixi, under the stimulation of her little friend, the little girl forgot over a year's English knowledge by her. Although she did not speak fluently and the pronunciation was not standard, many words were not, but she Halfway with Lu Weisha, being able to occasionally understand each other's words, she danced with joy.
So, at noon, Lu Weisha also took Xi Xi and several other friends as life-saving straw and followed closely.
The kindergarten dining hall on the first day of school is still messy. Freshmen in small classes do n’t understand the rules yet, and other old students are not going well. Perhaps after playing wild in a summer vacation, they forget what to do in kindergarten , A large group of children holding their lunch boxes, chattering and running around, as if tens of thousands of ducks, almost quarreling the whole world.
"Sta_i_ko ..." Lu Weisha also went to kindergarten in Sweden. Even a kindergarten in Sweden, even children who are unstable in walking, would obey obediently, hold plates in an orderly manner, line up for dinner After the meal, she obediently put the plate in the recycling place, so she couldn't help whispering.
This is also what the Swedes often say when they educate their children from an early age: "Listen to your team!" (Note 1)
But no one can understand?
"Lu Weisha, what are you talking about?" Xi Xi asked enthusiastically.
"She said something weird again." Chen Shiyun made a grimace and grinned with Lan Xin.
Lu Weisha can almost understand the meaning of "what to say", she tried to explain to Xi Xi in English: "get ...... get ...... the_line ......"
Hands are still gesturing.
However, Xixi does not understand the meaning of this sentence in English. Line is a line, but what does it mean when combined? What's more, Lu Weisha was not right ...
The two eyes were confused for a while, and Xixi simply followed her own idea-she thought Lu Weisha was afraid.
"Don't be afraid, Lu Weisha. We can help you, and, you can also eat with us!" said the little girl, patting her two cartoon lunch boxes kindly.
"I will also help you, Lu Weisha, I also brought delicious!" Yang Luoqi is now less repulsive to Lu Weisha, she also said along with Xi Xi.
"I can exchange with you, you give me delicious food, give me a little, and then I give you, give you a little mine." Lan Xin also said, but the little fat girl is obsessed with eating Nian, looking at Lu Weisha's lunch box, drooling.
"It's called sharing!" Nan Zhaoyu felt that he didn't speak, so there was no sense of existence.
"Giggle, share!" A few children were amused and didn't know why they laughed, but this smile also infected Lu Weisha, and she also smiled.
However, the teachers arranged for them. When everyone sat down, watching the other friends skillfully take out the rich meals from their lunch boxes, Lu Weisha froze, she hesitated , And took a sandwich from the opened lunch box.
Several pieces of vegetables, sandwiched with ham and eggs, such sandwiches are actually quite delicious, but at noon, compared with other people ’s meals, I suddenly saw the gap between the rich and the poor.
Inexplicably, a desolate feeling of the wind and fallen leaves floats in Lu Weisha's heart.
Do n’t think that the Swedes eat this every day, the Swedes are still a bit particular about what they eat. They like cold meals, like cold-smoked or warm-smoked salmon, pickled salmon, cold-smoked pork leg, and various sausages, which are common dishes on their table, and those cheese, toast, and various berry dessert pies Needless to say.
However, who asked Lu Weisha to prepare lunch for her dad David?
It ’s just a sandwich, soft and crumbling.
Fortunately, Xixi is already used to bringing her little friends a meal made by her father. She turns her head and sees Lu Weisha holding a sandwich.
"Do you want it?" Xi Xi pushed her rich and beautiful box of dishes to Lu Weisha, and changed it into English and said it again, "You_want_to_eat?"
No need to say anything else, Lu Weisha looked at the lychee meat and tomato cauliflower, just looking at the thick juice and thick red juice, just looking at the red tomato color. /
Lu Weisha couldn't help swallowing her mouth and asked in a low voice: "Can_I?"
"Yes, we have to share!" Xi Xi said with a smile, the little girl's curved eyes were like the moon at night, clear and clean like water, as if reflecting the people's hearts.
Lu Weisha couldn't understand what Xi Xi said, but she understood what she meant. Lu Weisha was very warm in her heart and said to Xi Xi sincerely, "Tack! (Thank you)"