Chapter 181

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
"No, drow." Raoula is deep in the Jianghu. Zhuoyang offered to bring it up. It's just as good as ordering. "How about telling me about your family and China?"

"My family? Don't you all know that? My father is a soldier, my mother is a piano teacher, my sister is a college student, that's all. "

"When will you take me to China? I want to visit general Zhuo and Professor Yang." Look how sweet the old Jianghu mouth is: "we are friends, aren't we? Zhuo. "

"Yes, we are friends. Fat man, you are really nice. " Raiola has helped Zhuoyang a lot in the past half year, and he has not got any money. His spirit shines in Western Europe.

"Zhuo, my friend. Your talent and your talent are the most unique young people I have ever seen in the world, and you are also the most intelligent young people I have ever seen. I, Milo Raiola, am honored to be your friend. " Raoula knows that he can't play in front of Zhuoyang. It's the best way to talk straight.

"My friend, can you tell me why I have to insist on finishing college? I believe that with your talent, we can see that even if you leave Hanover, you will not be affected in any way by your achievements on the piano. " What Raiola said is to some extent true.

"Unlike other universities, music university pays more attention to talent and savvy, and does not insist on observing class hours. Even if you leave Hanover now, it will hardly affect your accomplishments on the piano, let alone your graduation. "

"However, football is a youth meal. If you play for one year, you will lose one year. If you miss the best time, you will always be one step later. But piano has a long life, 80 year old piano masters are everywhere. "

"And you must understand all this."

"So, Zhuo, my dear friend, I'd like to know why you insist so much. There's something unreasonable in your insistence. Zhuo, can you tell me? Can you tell your friend? "

The Hibiscus in the yard is reflected on the paper sliding door. Though it is impossible to see her dimple through the paper door, it also makes the fragrance more mysterious and persistent. The light music in the wine house is Hayao Miyazaki's the city of the sky. Although the Japanese are annoying, some of their artistic achievements are also admired by people. Zhuoyang likes this song very much.

Take out the fourth bottle of wine, dry it and refill it.

"I love the piano. I love the city of Hanover." "I also like music university very much. I am very comfortable in the University. The beauty of this university is fascinating, all the year round. There are my friends and my most respected professor in the University. Besides, there is My first love. "

"That's why I don't want to leave. But above all, I must not let my father down. I must fulfill my promise to my father at all costs. "

"Compared with this promise, football is insignificant, piano is insignificant."

"I can't let my father down!"

"The city of the sky" is still singing. The cherry tree branches on the light pink wine bottle are quiet and eye-catching. Holding the wine bottle, people are afraid of pinching the flowers.

Zhuoyang began to tell Raiola the story of himself and his father, and the story flowed slowly. It's all ordinary things. There's no earthshaking legend, no heroic magic. It's all things that all fathers can do. In all the ordinary stories, Zhuoyang's father never breaks faith.

Zhuoyang talked about the little girl who was pushed to her side for Hami melon in kindergarten. He said that his father watched him devour a not so sweet Hami melon with tears in his eyes.

Zhuo Tongtong is a little man, just like the father of most children, just like the father of laiola.

Raiola thought of her father, the man who had no big job but loved him like a mountain.

Milo Raiola remembers that when he was very young, he lived in a remote village in Nocera, Italy. At that time, Milo was only four years old. At that time, it was the great depression in Europe, Italy was the most affected country, and the Campania region where Nocera was located was the most backward place in Italy's economy.

In that hard time, little Milo's father went out to do odd jobs every day. At that time, the world was full of men looking for jobs. Every day, Milo's father would work two odd jobs. He came back late every day, carrying a small bag of potatoes on his not strong body. This small bag of potatoes is the father's daily salary, and also the food for Milo and his mother the next day. Mother's potatoes are delicious, but little Milo is tired of them.

"Dad, I want meat."

"OK, Milo. You'll have meat tomorrow night. "

"Do you promise? Dad. "

"I promise! My little Milo. "

The next day, my father came back later. In addition to a small bag of potatoes, my father had a piece of beef wrapped in his hand. Little Milo was very happy. His father smiled and watched little Milo and his mother finish eating beef and mashed potatoes. The plate was licked clean by little Milo.

From that day on, little Milo could eat beef mashed potatoes every day, and his father came back later and later, until that hard time passed.Later, Milo knew that his father always worked three odd jobs every day to let him eat beef.

Raoula, who exists as a king in his broker country, commands all people and everyone is afraid of his domineering light. However, Raiola never spoke loudly to her elderly father. No matter how busy raiolado is, if he has any spare time, he will stay with his father and listen to the old man's fictional stories that he doesn't know how many times he has told them.

Father, I want you to be proud of me! Father, those night beef mashed potatoes are the most delicious food I have ever eaten in my life!

At last, Raiola really understood Zhuoyang. They all had a small and great father. They wanted to make their father proud of himself. They never wanted to let his father down.

"Zhuo, my friend. I support you to finish your studies and always support you. " The wine in the hands of the two men was consumed in one gulp.

"Zhuo, I hope you can give me another temporary authorization." The glass is refilled.

"My friend, I'm going to organize a personal concert for you."

"Zhuo, in the new year, you will hold your first concert, your new year's concert."

"In the new year, I will invite your father, your mother, and your sister miss Zhuo Qiuqiu to attend your new year concert as the organizer."

"Make your family proud of you. Zhuo, you will succeed, my friend, I firmly believe

All in one drink!

Under the stars, hibiscus flowers are in full bloom. In the light halo, cherry blossom sends out fragrance.