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Four music enlightenment

. In a blink of an eye, Yang Yichen spent four years in the orphanage. On August 1, 1992, Yang Yichen turned four years old. This birthday was chosen by Yang Yichen himself. In order to commemorate his travels to South Korea decades ago on this day, he also made a lot of jokes to choose this birthday. Generally, the practice in the yard is that if children who are not clear about their birthdays, they will take the day they were sent to the yard as their birthday. But the guy who made up his mind to celebrate his birthday on August 1st will definitely not be happy. Anyway, it was a mess and finally as he wished.

In recent years, he has been living in an orphanage every day. No matter how physical and age restrictions are, Yang Yichen has all kinds of ideas and cannot perform them. After all, after reading so many novels, after traveling through time, all of them are like gods blocking the gods, Buddha blocking the Buddhas, and making more than one billion in business. They are all turtle-like aura exposed, all ministers come to join in, and girls fly all over the sky to hug their thighs. The above is all over Yang Yichen. He also wants to be a copywriter at random, and he can achieve success by developing a few games to expose others' paths; filming dozens of movies, winning Oscars, he can't do anything with a single Astronomy, or he can't complete the tasks that the protagonists in those novels can easily accomplish. Knowing some technology does not mean that he can replace Bill Gates, and understanding some fashion will not let him kill those designers in seconds. Therefore, rebirth is not omnipotent, yy is very cool, but reality is cruel.

Therefore, Yang Yichen can only stay in his ideas before he has enough ability. However, he can spend nearly 10 years more than others to keep a low profile. I believe he can still create a good situation. Every day, looking at those historical times and historical moments, Yang Yichen's mind will always feel a sense of change.

In 1988, the Soviet Union withdrew troops from Afghanistan. On November 9, 1989, the Berlin Wall collapsed and Germany ended its division. In August 1990, Iraq sent troops to Kuwait. In 1990, Democratic Germany officially joined the Federal Republic of Germany, and Germany, which had been divided for 45 years, was finally unified. In 1990, Nelson Mandela, the leader of the African Congress of South Africa, was regained freedom after 28 years in prison. On January 17, 1991, at 2:40 am Baghdad time, multinational forces led by the United States launched a large-scale attack on Iraq under the code-named "Operation Desert Storm". The war ended with the failure of Iraq. On December 21, 1991, leaders of 11 former Soviet republics including Russia were in the capital of Kazakhstan.

Lamatti held a meeting and announced the establishment of the "Consortium of Independent States". In 1991, the Yugoslavia civil war broke out. On April 29, 1992, the racial conflict in Los Angeles in the United States shocked the world. On June 9 and 15, 1992, the Japanese Senate and House of Representatives passed bills to allow the dispatch of troops overseas. On August 12, 1992, the United States, Canada and Mexico reached an agreement on the North American Free Trade Zone. On February 25, 1993, South Korea's first literati president in 32 years took office, and then launched a large-scale anti-corruption campaign. Looking at what has happened in recent years, major events have happened in this world at all times, and the world police and the United States can't control it. Yang Yichen is not ready to save the world and be a savior.

After so many years, my memory of the old guys is still so deep. From time to time, I would take out the dog tag in my arms. The dean told him that the old man Xiong was originally named Jin Inseok. The dog tag was written on it. His military rank was sergeant and belonged to the xx company. I didn't expect that the old man Xiong was still a small officer and a person with a story.

The dean has always liked to tell some religious stories to himself, but why didn't he tell other children? Although they might not like them like him, you clearly see that I am not interested, but I still rush myself to educate him from time to time. The dean tried many methods, hoping to cultivate Yang Yichen's affinity for religion. Facts have proved that the progress of this despicable dean's strategy is really unreadable, and it directly reduces the originally not-so-high intimacy infinitely. How can a guy who has never played the training game understand the true meaning of training? It's too stupid and naive. Don't think that a few story books with good workmanship, a few stories that Yang Yichen had obviously heard in his previous life can lead Yang Yichen into his church.

The dean’s mistake was that he still regarded Yang Yichen as a very smart child. Yes, just a child, how could this work? No matter how twenty-four people in his previous life, plus the past four years, he was almost 30 years old, and you were still coaxed by a child, who would play with you? Yang Yichen grew older and became more intelligent, which made the dean angry and unwilling to accept it. He didn’t think about how hard it was for Yang Yichen to play a little kid every day. Finally, he could slowly reveal some maturity that was not very consistent with his age, which made the dean’s brows dissipate and frown, and he was extremely entangled.

The dean has been thinking hard these days and came up with another move. Anyway, the older the old methods are, the less effective they are. It is better to lure Yang Yichen into the choir. If he is talented in this regard, he can naturally lead him to the church. So he specially contacted his old friends and specially led the believers of the choir to find time to take Yang Yichen to a week, watch the choir rehearsals, and listen to their singing, which may arouse the little guy's interest.

So on this weekend, Yang Yichen and the dean and others went to attend the service together. The dean changed into formal clothes, asked someone to find Yang Yichen a set of trousers, changed out of the plastic sandals, took good care of the appearance, and then set off together. When he arrived at the church, the white three-steep building did not look very big outside. When he entered the inside, he was about the same layout as he had seen in film and television works before. There were rows of benches, with choir seats on the right and the pulpit preaching for the pastor on the left. As people flowed into the seat, he sat at the dean, and there was a thick Bible that had been turned over for a long time on his seat. He was asked to hold it in his hand. Looking at the people around him, there were so many people sitting around him.

After that, the song started, and the people who were still talking just now became quiet. Then they found that there was a piano next to the choir seat, an old man with a big back was playing, with white hair on his temples, and he could vaguely see some blackness.

After the preface, the pastor, ceremonialist, and choir came out one after another. On the way, the dean introduced that they were all believers who were voluntarily serving the church. The age span was very large, and many of them were working people. Of course, there were also many children of Yang Yichen's age. The people who looked out were indeed old and young, regardless of age.

The pastor should have begun after the summoning, and then the choir sang, with the children leading the sing, and the adults were responsible for the harmony. The old man who played the piano nodded and started playing. Under his command, the entire choir seemed to be singing alone, and the various parts were completely integrated. Regardless of whether the singing was good or not, Yang Yichen felt that this harmonious sound really sounded very comfortable, and the content was to praise my master.

Although I had heard singing poems in nuns before, it seemed that the unique joyful singing style of black people was completely different from what I heard here. Yang Yichen couldn't say which one was better. It was not good anyway, and he was immersed in the thinking caused by music. The week ended unknowingly, and he didn't even listen to anything the pastor said. He was not interested in listening anyway, but his appearance obviously made the dean happy. He was already caught. My old friend is professional, and you can't escape this time.

At the end of the week, the dean asked the others to go back first and took Yang Yichen to the room behind the chapel. The old man who was playing the piano sat there and sorted out the music score.

"Come?"

"Yes, it's this kid. You can tell me if I can teach him. He likes music very much."

"Is that true? Come here and I'll take a look."

Yang Yichen was following the dean, so he had to go forward, walk to the old man, and stand still. He looked up at the old man, and immediately felt a blade-like gaze piercing towards him. He blinked, and finally faced his gaze without any hesitation and looked at the old man directly.

The old and the young were staring at each other so big, looking at each other.

"Oh! A little brat, are you rude? Do you don't know how to treat elders?" Suddenly the old man shouted without warning.

"Well……."

Yang Yichen turned around and looked at the dean, looking innocent, and was speechless. No matter how much the old man got angry, he was not kind at all.

"Call grandpa!"

"Uh...Grandpa is so good..." After holding on for a while, he said this from Yang Yichen.

"You little brat, do you know how to respect your elders?"

What else can Yang Yichen do when he heard this besides nodding? OK, what you said is reasonable.

"Can you sing? Sing a song to me."

"No." Before the old man finished speaking, Yang Yichen answered without hesitation. Just kidding, if you want to learn under your hands, you should be spared. You can teach other cute kids.

The old man looked at the dean behind Yang Yichen. The expression on his face was very obvious. Are you playing with me?

"Uh... interest can be cultivated. This child is very smart and learns everything quickly. As long as he likes singing, he will definitely learn well. He must have the talent to sing." The dean was sweating and laughing, and he was also complaining in his heart, this dead child is really ignorant, how can he break up the adult stage?

"Okay, knowing you is the biggest mistake in my life. You are you, a little brat, come with me." As he said that, he stood up and led Yang Yichen out of the room. The dean followed him with a flattering smile. The already devilish face became even more obscene.

When we arrived at a big room next door, the choir members had not finished walking, and most of them were still here, with adults and children in a state of joy. The old man led Yang Yichen into the room, asked him to stand aside, and clapped his hands.

"Stop, stop, okay, today's rehearsal will be practiced by the few sub-sections I just mentioned in "The Truth of Love", stand according to the position." Sitting in front of the upright piano in the room, nodding, the melody of the hymn sounded as he played.

"Love is eternal patience and kindness; love is not jealousy, love is not boasting, not arrogant, do shy things, do not seek your own benefits, do not get angry easily, do not count people's evil, do not like injustice, only like truth; tolerate everything, believe everything, hope everything, and endure everything. Love never stops!" (Statement: The lyrics here are from Baidu. If there is any mistake, please don't worry too much for the true religious masses)

Yang Yichen saw them singing so seriously, and he couldn't say anything, so he stood there and listened obediently.

After the last note drifted away, the old man stood up and said to all members: "Okay, that's OK, but after you go back, you still have to practice according to the arrangements I have for you when you have time. OK, thank you for your hard work today, let's go home."

The members of the choir saluted the old man and left the room one by one.

When he returned to the original room, the old man sat back on his seat, naturally Yang Yichen still stood in front of the old man. The old man leaned against the table with his right hand, supported his chin, and asked Yang Yichen.

"After listening to my choir rehearsal, what are your thoughts? Let me tell you what you think."

Yang Yichen made the old man's tone more and more show off, so it was really unpleasant. Why did you want to give up? It's nothing to learn to sing anyway. Anyway, it's still idle in the orphanage, so it's better to go here to have fun.

"It's okay, just that."

"Puff!" The dean sitting next to him couldn't hold it in his arms and laughed. OK, stinky brat, even the guy who wants to make three points choke you, haha.

"What!" The old man suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the ignorant brat, his blood pressure suddenly came up, holding the back of his head with his hand, and watching the bad friend next to him succeed, he was really embarrassed. He was completely playing the piano with a bull. Asking him such a question is really true.

"Why do you say it's okay?"

"Because I can do it too." Yang Yichen was confident.
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