After leaving the kindergarten, Yang Yi returned to the coffee shop, parked the car, and came to the building of the Academy of Classical Music alone. The Academy of Classical Music was originally not far from the back door, and it was only a few minutes’ walk from the coffee shop.
The building where the Academy of Classical Music is located covers a large area, just like a Chinese character, with four floors surrounding a large garden-style patio in the middle. Because of the large area of the patio, the lighting is not as bad as other buildings of the same type. On the contrary, the meticulously maintained green plants also give the people inside a relaxed and happy feeling.
The school hasn’t started yet, but there is still music coming from the School of Classical Music, all kinds of musical instruments, piano, violin, cello, etc. Needless to say, Yang Yi’s ears can still hear someone practicing flute, Saxophone, even the less popular harp and cymbal sounds.
There is no time to pursue these musical sounds to find out, Yang Yi walked to the third floor and knocked on the office door of the appointed Vice President Pang Bodong.
Pang Bodong is a short, Mediterranean-headed middle-aged man in his fifties. He recognized Yang Yi at a glance. After all, Yang Yi has often grabbed the headlines of major media this year. With Jiang Chuan inextricably linked, it is difficult not to recognize Yang Yi’s face.
I don’t know if it’s because of Yang Yi’s identity or because of the relationship with Hu Songnan, Pang Bodong is still very enthusiastic about Yang Yi.
“Professor Hu said you want to come to our academy to audition. I still can’t believe it. You are such a big star, and you have made a lot of songs yourself. How could you think of going back to the university to study again?” After a while, he asked with a smile.
“Pop music composition is not a particularly advanced knowledge, and after a period of creation, I also realized that my own knowledge accumulation is insufficient, and I need to learn more and more systematic composition knowledge…” Yang Yi modestly explained to Pang Bodong.
Of course, Yang Yi didn’t tell him the real reason. But what he said was not a lie, and there were indeed reasons for this.
After a while, Pang Bodong stood up and said with a big smile: “I don’t need us to teach you the basic music theory and solfeggio, and you can do it. Harmony, polyphony, orchestration, musical forms, etc. Courses, you communicate with the professor yourself to see which courses you need to take and the progress of which grade. I have contacted you several professors, let’s go, I will show you.”
Pang Bodong walked out with Yang Yi and walked in the direction of the composition department. On the way, several students passed by and greeted Pang Bodong one after another, and also saw Yang Yi.
These students didn’t feel anything at first. When they reacted, they turned around and saw that Pang Bodong took Yang Yi into an office.
“Isn’t this Yang Yi? What is he doing here with us?” The students looked at each other, but their curiosity was bursting.
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Noon, Springfield Kindergarten.
Lu Weisha’s situation hasn’t changed much, she still has a hard time communicating with other students and even her teacher.
It’s not that the teacher can’t speak English well. Springfield kindergarten requires very high English proficiency for preschool teachers, and this requirement is not only for certificates, but also for oral English. Mu, Shen and Cai can communicate with foreigners fluently in English.
But what’s the use? Teacher Mu and the others are talking fast, but Lu Weisha can’t understand it again, and the words are complicated, and she doesn’t understand either.
On the contrary, Lu Weisha was bumpy, talking and gesturing, and they could “talk” with Xixi and the others.
Especially Xixi, under the stimulation of her friends, the little girl forgot her English foundation for more than a year and she turned it over. With Lu Weisha half a catty, if you can understand each other’s words occasionally, you will dance happily.
So, when it was time to eat at noon, Lu Weisha also regarded Xixi and several other friends as life-saving straws and followed closely.
The kindergarten canteen on the first day of school was still a mess. The new students in the small class didn’t know the rules, and the other old students were not doing well. Maybe after a summer vacation, they forgot what to do in kindergarten. , A large group of children hugged their lunch boxes and ran around chatteringly, as if tens of thousands of ducks were about to turn the whole world upside down.
“Sta_i_ko…” Lu Weisha also went to kindergarten in Sweden. In Sweden’s kindergarten, even children who can’t walk stably will be obedient, carry their plates in an orderly manner, line up for meals, eat After the meal, she obediently put the plate in the recycling place, so she couldn’t help but mumble.
This is also what the Swedes often say when they are educating their children since childhood: “Get in your line!” (Note 1)
But no one can understand it?
“Lu Weisha, what did you say?” Xixi asked enthusiastically.
“She said something strange again.” Chen Shiyun made a face and laughed with Lan Xin.
Lu Weisha can almost understand the meaning of “what to say”, she tried to explain to Xixi in English: “get…get…the_line…”
Hands are still gesturing.
However, Xixi couldn’t understand the meaning of this sentence in English. Line is a line, but what does it mean when combined? What’s more, Lu Weisha didn’t say anything right…
The two stared at each other for a while, and Xixi simply followed her own thoughts—she thought Lu Weisha was afraid.
“Don’t be afraid, Lu Weisha. We can help you, and you can eat with us!” The little girl kindly patted her two cartoon lunch boxes and said.
“I’ll help you too, Lu Weisha, I also brought delicious food!” Yang Luoqi is not so repulsive to Lu Weisha now, and she also said along with Xixi.
“I can exchange it with you, you give me something delicious, give me some, and then I will give you some of mine.” Lan Xin also said, but the little fat girl is obsessed with food Read, looking at Lu Weisha’s lunch box, drooling.
“This is called sharing!” Nan Zhaoyu felt that if he didn’t speak, he would have no sense of existence.
“Giggle, share!” Several children laughed, and they didn’t know why they laughed, but this smile also infected Lu Weisha, and she also smiled.
However, the teachers arranged a place for them. When everyone sat around, watching other friends skillfully bring out the sumptuous meals from their lunch boxes, Lu Weisha was stunned, she hesitated for a while , took out a sandwich from the opened lunch box.
A few pieces of vegetable leaves, sandwiched with ham and eggs, this sandwich is actually quite delicious, but at noon, compared with other people’s meals, the gap between the “rich and the poor” is immediately seen.
Inexplicably, a desolate feeling of wind blowing leaves drifted through Lu Weisha’s heart.
Don’t think that Swedes eat this every day, Swedes are a little particular about what they eat. They love cold meals, like cold or warm smoked salmon, cured salmon, cold smoked pork shanks, and a variety of sausages, which are common dishes on their table, and those cheese, toast, and various berry dessert pies. Needless to say.
But who asked Lu Weisha to prepare lunch for her dad, David?
Just a sandwich~IndoMTL.com~ Soft and cold, I find it hard to swallow.
Fortunately, Xixi is accustomed to bringing an extra lunch box of the food her father made to her friends. She turned her head and saw Lu Weisha holding a sandwich.
“Do you want it?” Xixi pushed her box of rich and beautiful dishes to Lu Weisha, and said it again in English, “You_want_to_eat?”
Not to mention other dishes, Lu Weisha looked at the lychee meat and tomato cauliflower inside, just by looking at the thick gravy and the red tomato color, she knew that the sweet and sour taste was very attractive /
Lu Weisha couldn’t help swallowing her saliva and asked in a low voice, “Can_I?”
“Okay, we want to share!” Xixi said with a smile, the little girl’s curved eyes are like the moon in the night sky, clear and clean like water, as if reflecting people’s hearts.
Lu Weisha couldn’t understand what Xixi said, but she understood what she meant. Lu Weisha felt warm in her heart and said to Xixi sincerely, “Tack! (Thank you)”