Chapter 54054
Wang Wang looked aggrieved and said with frustration in his voice: "But I want a lovely little friend more..."
Zhou Qi said earnestly: "Listen to your dad, the child is not lovable. He cries until midnight every day and is very noisy." Wangwang usually hates the noisy children in his class, so Zhou Qi specifically brought this up.
Wangwang looked down with drooping eyelids and said nothing.
Zhou Qi asked in confusion: "Why did Wangwang suddenly bring up his brother's matter again?" Didn't he give up the idea last time? Could it be that he just thought of it because he wanted to raise a kitten?
Wangwang: "Xiaofei said he's going to have a little sister soon."
"Okay, Wangwang, you can go and see the little sister." Zhou Qi was helpless, "When was Xiaofei's mother born?"
"Not yet, but soon."
Su Yuanzhan was driving and occasionally asked, "You knew about your sister before you gave birth?"
Wang Wang said seriously: "Xiao Fei's intuition."
Zhou Qi burst out laughing and said playfully, "Dad's intuition is that Wang Wang doesn't have a younger brother anymore."
Wangwang turned away and ignored him: "You annoying dad."
The street of musical instruments soon arrived, and Su Yuanzhan parked the car in the white lined area on the side of the road. This street was full of shops selling musical instruments, and from time to time, there were all kinds of music, mixed together, and it was hard to tell what they were.
Zhou Qi thought sadly that from now on the house would be filled with the noise produced by Wang Wang for a few hours every day. He hoped that the neighbors would not complain about them.
He thought again, Wangwang has been very quiet since he was a child. If no one talks to him, he will stay quietly in the corner for a whole day. Maybe a noisy instrument like a drum set can change his personality. It is better for children to be more lively.
Su Yuanzhan pushed open the door and entered a musical instrument store. A piano was placed in the most conspicuous place. A young girl in her twenties was wiping something in the store. When she noticed someone coming, she put down the rag in her hand and said attentively: "What musical instrument do you want to see? It seems that this piano on my hand is suitable for you."
Zhou Qi popped his head out from behind Su Yuanzhan and said, "A drum set, the kind that kids learn to play."
The girl was stunned: "Excuse me, I thought this gentleman wanted to buy a musical instrument." She smiled, "This gentleman has such a good temperament, I thought he wanted to buy a piano."
Su Yuanzhan responded with a faint smile, which was exactly in line with what the little girl said about his good temperament.
Zhou Qi hissed and said, "He can't play the piano."
"And the violin?"
"Neither can he."
Wangwang tugged at Su Yuanzhan's hand and said, "Uncle knows the one that street performers often play." He forgot the name for a moment and just expressed it based on his memory.
Zhou Qi laughed out loud, and then explained to Wang Wang: "That's the guitar, an instrument suitable for all ages. Many people can sing a simple song called Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."
The clerk said enthusiastically: "We also have wooden guitars, would you like to try the tone?"
Su Yuanzhan shook his head: "We came out today specifically to buy a drum set for the child, so we won't look at the guitar."
Zhou Qi was very excited. He pulled Wang Wang and Su Yuanzhan and said, "Let's take a look. There are many instruments in the music store that I have never seen before."
Since the guitar is the most common instrument with the highest purchasing power, the store has it on hand. The long-haired girl took the guitar off and said, "Would you like to try the tone?"
Zhou Qi took it staggeringly, sat on the wooden chair next to him, put the guitar on his thighs, and pretended to plucking the strings with his fingers, making a dull and hoarse sound.
He played it for a while but couldn't get it right, so he said in frustration, "It doesn't sound good at all, and it's not crisp."
Su Yuanzhan walked around behind Zhouqi, hugged his shoulders, put his slender fingers on the strings and plucked them, and a crisp and mellow sound came out.
"This string is the high note. The low note you just plucked naturally won't have a clear tone."
Zhou Qi threw the guitar into Su Yuanzhan's arms and said, "Xiao Yuanzi, let's listen to a song."
Su Yuanzhan sat down next to him, his head lowered, his hair falling down, and he held the guitar to test the feel before looking up and saying with a smile, "It's already been tuned. It looks like someone uses it often."
The girl nodded and said, "This is for customers to try. We specialize in guitars."
Su Yuanzhan stopped talking nonsense and plucked the strings with his fingers. A song flowed out, with a light folk style. Su Yuanzhan's fingers slid on the strings, his fair hands resting on the dark-colored wooden guitar, restrained and casual.
He played a passage, then stopped and said, "It's not bad, is it? I have forgotten the music score. I haven't played it properly for many years."
Zhou Gang was only focused on looking at the hands, unable to say anything, so he could only nod. The hands were well-proportioned and slender, with distinct joints. Who would have thought that the hands were covered with thin calluses?
Wangwang, on the other hand, was the one who showed his support and kept saying, "It sounds good, it sounds good!"
Another male voice interrupted and said, "You can still call this a professional amateur if you haven't played it for many years."
The owner of the voice looked like a very artistic young man, with shoulder-length hair draped behind his head and small curls on the lower part. Zhou Qi really couldn't appreciate this kind of artistic aura.
The girl just now called out: "Manager."
Zhou Qi thought, it turns out to be the store manager, no wonder he is so eccentric. The store manager tilted his head, revealing the black skull necklace on his neck, and Zhou Qi admired his eccentricity even more.
Su Yuanzhan said politely: "I hardly touched it after graduating from college. I was too busy to play musical instruments."
The store manager was obviously a wild and uninhibited young artist. He fiddled with his curly hair and said something shocking: "This guy is much better than the guitarist in our band. Handsome guy, do you want to apply for our band?"
Whenever Su Yuanzhan went out with Zhou Qi, he would dress younger, mainly because he had a problem. When he went to the bed to pick up Wang Wang from kindergarten, Wang Wang's best friend Xiao Fei actually called Zhou Qi brother and uncle. This made the difference in generation between the two. That day, he had just got off work from the company and dressed very formally, which immediately made their ages clear.
After that, Su Yuanzhan would always choose clothes that looked younger. His mental state was good, and he was only a few years older than Zhouqi, so he looked about the same age when he dressed up. The funny thing was that Liang Minsheng suggested that he wear punk-style clothes, which was indeed suitable for him, but it always looked like a bad boy.
But today he was simply wearing a college-style shirt, and because of the cold weather, he wore a warm camel coat on the outside, otherwise the shop assistant girl would not have thought he was so elegant.
Zhou guessed that the shop owner treated Su Yuanzhan as his peer. The shop owner looked to be in his early twenties and seemed younger than him.
He said to Su Yuanzhan: "You have a job, so you probably don't have time to play this."
Su Yuanzhan echoed: "Yeah, no time."
The store manager didn't hesitate: "She's actually an amateur. That was a real show of skill."
Zhou Qi was also very curious and leaned back in his chair to listen to Su Yuanzhan's answer.
Su Yuanzhan originally wanted to show off his skills, but unfortunately no one in the store could hear it. After he finished playing, everyone knew that his show was not reliable, and it was obvious that no one knew the cycle.
But someone brought a ladder, so he climbed up and said with a smile: "It's just a hobby."
Although Zhou Qi had learned to play the erhu from a village teacher, he still knew nothing about music and could not hear anything. He only said, "It's tiring to practice this, and you need calluses on your hands."
The store manager didn't even spare Qizhou a glance and said, "Do you want to pick a guitar? I'll choose one for you. Don't waste your skills."
"Not the guitar." Su Yuanzhan shook his head, "I'm choosing a drum set. I have a lot of guitars." He did have a lot, all of which were given to him by relatives and friends.
The store manager looked at the child beside his legs and asked, "Choose for your son?"
Zhou Qi was chatting with the girl next to him while studying the piano. From time to time, there were some intermittent piano sounds, and he didn't pay any attention to this side at all.
Su Yuanzhan didn't explain, but nodded and said, "Yes."
Wangwang clapped his hands to show his dissatisfaction, but did not refute.
The store manager has an inexplicable fondness for musicians and immediately praised the child, saying, "The child looks smart and will definitely be able to play a musical instrument in the future."
Wangwang smiled shyly, no longer disdaining the man's effeminate hairstyle, and followed him to look at the drum set.
Before Zhou Qi finished playing the piano, he had already finished playing the drum set.
Su Yuanzhan had done his homework before coming here, and had also picked out a few drums, so he had an idea of what to expect. Although the store manager was a shamatte, he was a nice guy, and the drum set he recommended was suitable for beginners, so he immediately paid for it with a discount and a credit card.
When Su Yuanzhan and Shamatte were carrying drums into the car, Qiqiu finally realized what was happening and asked in confusion, "Are all of them sold out? I haven't even looked at them yet..."
Wang Wang picked up the small sticks and followed behind to move the things: "Dad, we have bought it, help us move it back!"
Zhou Qi quickly responded and went to help.
When he brought the drum set home, he was still confused. Zhou Qi felt that he just touched the piano, and the drum set arrived home. Wang Wang was already there, excitedly asking Su Yuanzhan to assemble it.
Su Yuanzhan touched his head and said, "It's already noon, let's install it after we eat, okay?"
Wangwang is a very sensitive child. He has felt that Zhouqi doesn't like him very much since he was a child. So when Zhouqi just came back, he was very careful to approach his father, for fear that he would be annoying and his father would not want to pay attention to him. Later, he also felt that Zhouqi actually liked his son very much. He always accompanied him patiently and often took him out to play. Zhouqi treats him very well now. The child is a very sensitive little kid. He immediately sticks to his father like a scoundrel, and acts like a spoiled child from time to time. He is not afraid that Zhouqi will annoy him at all.
Although Wangwang is very attached to Zhouqi now, he doesn't dare to do anything too outrageous to make Zhouqi angry. But he is different with Su Yuanzhan. He thinks that he and Su Yuanzhan are friends and are completely equal, so he said arrogantly: "No, I want to play now."
Looking at the babyish voice that sounded a bit like she was acting like a spoiled child, Su Yuanzhan sighed but was not angry.
The author has something to say: The cover is lemon slices, not kiwi fruit...
The main reason for the change was that the title did not match the content. Well, everyone wants to be richer 2333
Why do some cute girls think I have many children? Black question mark face. I am still a single dog without a partner who is urged to fall in love.
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