
Everyone was happy that Xiao Wu could finally speak. Little Bei exclaimed, "So Xiao Wu is really not mute!"
After saying that, he began to teach Xiao Wu to call him 'Sister'. Shao Xi joined in and asked Xiao Wu to call him 'Brother'. The duo began to quarrel about whether Xiao Wu should say 'Sister' or 'Sister' first.
In the end, even Shao Dong, who rarely spoke, opened his mouth to teach Xiao Wu to call him 'Brother'.
Shao Dong felt a little guilty because Xiao Wu had just learned to speak now. In the past, he was afraid that his stuttering would be passed on to Xiao Wu, so he rarely taught him to speak. If he had thought of the way before, Xiao Wu might have started talking a long time ago.
With this thought, Shao Dong only taught Xiao Wu to call him 'Brother', but in the end, he still stuttered.
Shao Dong's expression froze. However, a second later, Xiao Wu called him 'Brother' out loud.
Little Bei stomped his feet in dissatisfaction, but Xiao Wu smiled at Shao Dong and greeted him again. "Brother boy."
He likes Brother the most.
Xiao Wu then obediently called Little Bei 'Sister', successfully persuading him.
In the end, Shao Qiyang willingly joined in and asked Xiao Wu to call him 'Uncle'.
Instead of doing that, Xiao Wu proceeded to talk to Mu Jingzhe first.
He didn't say 'Auntie'. He only managed to utter a single syllable: Auntie.
At first, they thought it was an interjection.
Shao Qiyang was the last person to be welcomed, but he remained extremely satisfied.
In the middle of the night, Shao Qiyang inevitably went to his elder brother's tombstone to chat with him.
“Second Sister, you can leave quietly. Now that Xiao Wu could speak, he was no longer mute. The days ahead will be better and better. I'll take good care of them.”
He did not specify who among them was included.
Ever since Xiao Wu spoke, Mu Jingzhe kept his promise. The next day, she brought some eggs to the trumpet player's house and asked him to teach Xiao Wu.
Seeing that he was sincere and Xiao Wu was pleasant, the teacher immediately agreed.
Two days later, Mu Jingzhe would pick up Xiao Wu again. Although he was young, he was already able to imitate the songs of trumpet players and even create new songs.
As he looked at Mu Jingzhe, Xiao Wu's eyes twinkled. He immediately showed her what he had learned, blowing a trumpet while facing her.
Mu Jingzhe: "..."
He seemed to have heard the words 'go'.
He looked at Xiao Wu, who seemed to know how to play the trumpet, and suddenly remembered that Xiao Wu was a musician who played the piano, cello, and violin according to the book. He is known as the Prince of Music.
Right now.Prince Music or whatever doesn't exist yet. He's just a cheerful trumpet boy.
He cheerfully played a funeral song in the trumpet for her.
Did he send her away?
Mu Jingzhe was in a daze. He suddenly wondered how his fans would react when they learned that the first instrument the Prince of Music had learned was the trumpet.
It is not that the trumpet is bad, but most people get the impression that this musical instrument has a very special use.
Although these random thoughts were flowing in Mu Jingzhe's mind, on the surface, he clapped and praised Xiao Wu for studying well. He then could not help but stroke Xiao Wu's head.
This has been her favorite thing to do recently. Xiao Wu's hair was curly and soft, so it felt very good to the touch and had a therapeutic effect. Mu Jingzhe took advantage of this opportunity to stroke his head while he had the chance.
Xiao Wu did not hate him either. He let her touch his head and said with a red face, "Auntie, I also want to learn to play the flute."
Thanks to Mu Jingzhe's encouragement, Xiao Wu gathered the courage to speak.
Bamboo flute is also one of the musical instruments in the village. The reason for that was because the villagers could make it themselves, and the cost was cheap.
There was also a bamboo flute player in the village.
Mu Jingzhe nodded in surprise. "Alright, go ahead and learn."
Erhu was also a common musical instrument among ordinary people. There is only one erhu in the village.
Mu Jingzhe nodded again.
Xiao Wu was very enthusiastic, and even a single leaf became his instrument.
It was only a small leaf, but he could produce a beautiful melody by using it. It was not a song that everyone had heard before, but something that he played casually.
Everyone in the village liked to listen to him, because it made them feel happy and comfortable.
Just like that, Xiao Wu studied all the musical instruments available in the village.
Mu Jingzhe sometimes felt that this development was a bit strange. However, he convinced himself that music was intertwined. Who says the piano, cello, and guitar are the most elegant instruments? Trumpets and erhu are also invincible. There is nothing wrong with learning this traditional musical instrument that has been passed down through generations.
He could always let Xiao Wu learn to play the piano, violin, and cello in the future.
There is nothing wrong with being armed with more skills.
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Before the first day of June, Mu Jingzhe met the new form teacher Little Bei, who asked his opinion about allowing Little Bei to participate in the competition.
It was only then that Mu Jingzhe learned that the city had informed every school that they could register to participate in the June 1 show . The participants will first compete in their city, and then the first place winners will be selected to participate in the cultural performances of the region.
The school wanted to organize a large choir, but none of them knew it early, so it became a mess. Plus, they don't have uniforms, and most families don't have the money to make new clothes either. Thus, they gave up on the idea.
Then, because it did not work out, they decided to ask Little Bei to represent the school and recite a poem. The important thing was to participate, so they asked him to discuss it with his parents.
However, Little Bei had never told Mu Jingzhe about this.
The reason Little Bei did not say anything was because he felt that he could not win the competition by reciting a poem. If he wanted to compete, he might have to buy new clothes and shoes. Thinking it would be expensive, he did not want to leave.
Mu Jingzhe felt extremely helpless. How should he say it? It is okay for children not to have the concept of money, but if they have the concept of money that is too strong at a very young age and are constantly thinking of saving, save money, it will make the hearts of adults sick to them.
“Isn't it just a new shirt? It's very simple. You know that I know how to make it. It was not expensive at all, so go ahead and participate. It doesn't matter if you don't win. The important ones participate.”
Taking part in a race can increase courage and increase knowledge. Whynot?
Little Bei actually wanted to leave, so his eyes twinkled upon hearing that. "Then ... Then I'll participate?"
"Of course you can."
"But I think reading poetry is boring."
“Then what do you want to do?”
"I want to do something interesting."
In the end, Little Bei signed up for it. But he did not read poetry. Instead, she creates her own looks by doing impressions.
Shao Nan wrote a funny story for her little sister. Xiao Wu, the only person who did not have to go to school, acted with his older sister. Mu Jingzhe also gave him the greatest support.
Before Children's Day, Little Bei represented the school in the competition. In the end, she achieved first place with her groundbreaking work, which allowed her to represent the city in the county competition.
When they arrive in the county, they discover that the cultural performances this time around are quite important. Even people from the city came. They hear that students who show potential can get the opportunity to study at a specialized art school.
The art school is under the radio station. There are children's music, calligraphy, art, and dance classes, and so on. There are even acting and hosting classes. They specialize in training child actors, young hosts, and child dancers.
The school works with radio stations. When they need young talent for programs, galas, and even other festivals, radio stations will contact art schools.
The higher-ups plan to open a school in the county to train potential talent. Those who do well in the show together can enroll in school.
When Mu Jingzhe heard about this, he was greatly shocked. This is not the modern era, when there is a wide variety of art schools to choose from. In this age, it was difficult to learn art, so this was the perfect opportunity for Little Bei.
The show starts at night, and rehearsals are held during the day so that the participants can familiarize themselves with the routine. Mu Jingzhe had been watching without a break, and he only had time to go to the toilet after he brought Little Bei and Xiao Wu into the dugout.
He had planned to buy food at first. However, he was attacked as he came out of the bathroom.
Mu Jingzhe never thought that someone would attack him in public. When he finally reacted, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck before fainting.