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The birthday party lasted until almost evening. After all, Grandma Gu and Grandpa Xing were old and no longer as energetic as the young people.

After eating, I said goodbye to the two little birthday girls, and gave each of the two children a birthday card.

Yang Naoyin's singer Mi Mi was so happy. She was calculating how many pieces of candy she could buy.

"Okay, I know you're not good at math, so there's no need to point your fingers!" Wang Xun looked at Yang Naoyin and complained inwardly.

Comrade Li Hong and godmother Yang Chunling supported Granny Gu and Grandpa Xing slowly towards the entrance of the alley. On the way, Granny Gu said earnestly:

"Children, your family, Nao Nao and Mimi, are both children with artistic talents. You can discuss with your lover tonight to see what the future of the child will be. Okay, there is no need to send it away. After you have discussed it, you can go to my place and tell me the result.

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"Okay, then we will send it here. Professor Gu, please get on the bus slowly!" Li Hong said enthusiastically.

Grandma Gu waved goodbye and left with the bus.

On the way home, Comrade Li Hong and Comrade Yang Chunling discussed the meaning of Teacher Gu's words.

Comrade Li Hong knew the importance of Professor Gu and said to Yang Chunling, "Professor Gu is a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, vice chairman of the Chinese Musicians Association, and a famous composer. Mao Amin is her student and the young friend who came to meet me wrote the music for her.

There are too many other famous songs that I can’t remember. Sister, do you think Teacher Gu wants to recommend our children to her friends or something?”

Comrade Yang Chunling was also surprised when she heard Comrade Li Hong's explanation. "I didn't expect that Professor Gu is so powerful. These children are so lucky. They will benefit from it. Go back and see what the father thinks of the child, and then give it to others."

Explain."

Comrade Li Hong nodded in agreement and said, "It's true that we can't make a decision on this matter. We have to ask the gentlemen at home!"

Back in the courtyard, I saw that the party had ended. The neighbors helped clear the table. Several drinking men gathered at one table to sip tea. The two birthday girls were running like crazy again.

After everything was sorted, four adults came to Wang Xun's house to discuss the development of the two children.

"When Professor Gu left just now, he said that Nao Nao and Mimi are both children with artistic talent. Let's discuss the future path of our children. We two women don't quite understand. What do you think?" Comrade Li Hong was the first to report.

After listening to Grandma Gu’s words.

"Nao Nao is only 3 years old, and his future is uncertain. Why does this mean that Professor Gu wants to help him? Take the path of literature and art?" Wang Wenyou said.

"Brother, I think this matter is quite simple. Let's not just guess. Let's just go over tomorrow and ask him how he arranged it and we'll be done with it!" Godfather Yang Xiaolin suggested.

"What I said makes sense. Professor Gu will not harm the children, right? Tomorrow our two families will go over and see what the old man says." Wang Wenyou replied.

The topic ended so easily, and there was no conversation all night, leaving only the cicadas singing the last summer in the trees.

Early the next morning, two adults and two little ones came to the Gu Jianfen Vocal Training Center early.

Entering the door with an uneasy mood, I happened to see Grandma Gu hanging her throat. The old lady motioned for the adults to sit down and said, "You are all here. How was the discussion last night?"

"Professor Gu, that's right. We parents don't quite understand what you mean. After all, these two children are only 3 years old. It feels a bit early to choose their future path." Wang Wenyou said.

"Oh, I'm confused!" Grandma Gu patted her forehead. "I didn't tell you clearly the cause and effect. Huang Yihe, the director of the 1990 CCTV Spring Festival Gala, approached me to recommend songs for the party. I felt that the pair of Nao Nao and Mimi

The two children's songs that were sung together are quite good, let's see what Director Huang chooses."

The four adults were immediately dumbfounded.

CCTV?

Spring Festival Gala?

At this time, the Spring Festival Gala is the absolute leader in ratings. Being on the Spring Festival Gala means that every household with a TV in the country will watch it.

"Then this is a good thing, Mimi has no objection!" Yang Xiaolin was the first to express his stance.

"Yes, yes, there's no problem with Nao Nao! It's all up to Professor Gu, and Nao Nao will be left to you!" Wang Wenyou said quickly.

"By the way, Professor Gu, if the children are chosen, can we parents also take care of the children?" Li Hong said happily.

"Okay, it's settled then. I'll contact Director Huang and then give you a call. My two kids are here, so let's record the new song."

Wang Xun didn't care as he performed steadily anyway, but looking at the sleepy Yang Naoyin singer Mi Mi, he felt that he must have been tired today.

As expected, it felt accurate. Yang Naoyin's singer Mi Mi, well, her performance was very stable, and she was satisfied with Grandma Gu on the 13th time.

We ate in the training center canteen at noon. The food was quite delicious, and Wang Xunzheng turned into a cook.

"Oh my god, these two children are so beautiful. Whose children are they?" This voice and the recognition of this voice should be that of Yehen Naraying.

"What are you talking about? The boy named Wang Xun is your younger brother. I am my disciple. He can write two children's songs by himself at the age of 3. If you look at you again, you will know how to sing every day. If you only have long singing skills,

You don’t have any brains. Humph." Grandma Gu patted Ye Henaraying behind her.

Yehenaraying stuck out her tongue and said, "Hello, junior brother, I am your senior sister Yehenaraying. If you have anything to do with me in the future, please come to my sister. I will protect you!"

Wang Xun looked confused and quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and bowed and said, "Oh, oh, hello, senior sister!"

Yehenaraying touched Wang Xun's head, said hello to Grandma Gu and left.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, rush through Kyushu!

"Ignore your unattractive senior sister and have a good meal. The teacher will ask you to practice your voice. You must keep practicing for at least an hour every day." Grandma Gu said to Wang Xun kindly.

"Okay, teacher!" Wang Xun nodded in agreement.

I returned to my seat and sat down, and then I found Sister Mi worrying about the fat in the bowl. She suddenly turned her head and stared at Wang Xun with pitiful eyes.

Tsk, this acting is good, it’s a hands-on experience!

Oh, Sister Mi in her mature stage is a Methodist.

It is a good time to eat fat meat in these years and months.

Wang Xun silently put the fat into his bowl, and Sister Mi laughed happily.

She would get beaten easily if she didn't eat at home, and she hated eating fat meat. Fortunately, Wang Xun knew her eating habits and would silently pick away the things she didn't like.

After dinner, Sister Mi felt sleepy and went to catch up on her sleep!

Wang Xun followed Grandma Gu to the study room. He looked at a room full of books on composition, as well as some that were probably unique. Suddenly he saw a set of Twenty-Four Histories and was stunned when he thought of something. "Teacher, teacher, listen.

I hum this melody." (The melody of Chrysanthemum Terrace) repeated three or four times.

"Well, well, it sounds a bit like the ancient style palace, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu. It's quite scratchy." Grandma Gu smiled kindly.

"What do you want to do with the lyrics?" Grandma Gu asked.

"Well, I don't understand the ancient style and rhyme! But Grandpa Xing does. Can you ask him to help me write the lyrics?" Wang Xun said with a pleading look on his face.

"Oh? Then I'll go find your master and ask." Grandma Gu smiled and touched Wang Xun's head.

"It's best to write about history. I was just wondering if the characteristics of each dynasty could be combined into a lyric? Yes, that's it!" Wang Xun touched his chin to confirm.

"Well, I'll ask your master to tell you about the characteristics of these dynasties. He knows more about history than I do, and these are his books." Grandma Gu happily turned around to find Grandpa Xing.

After a while, Grandpa Xing walked into the study room with a pair of reading glasses, "Nao Nao, you are only 3 years old and you are studying history?"

"No, Master, I just want to know the characteristics of each dynasty. My melody is found in the Twenty-Four Histories. Listen" (the melody of the Chrysanthemum Terrace) continued to be repeated three or four times.

"Okay, let's start from the Xia Dynasty?" Grandpa Xing asked.

"Well, okay!" Wang Xun replied. He didn't stop for a long time from the beginning. It would take half a day just to read the chronology and major events of the five thousand years of history. Maybe Grandpa Xing spoke so well, Sister Mi

When I woke up, I sat down quietly and listened to the story. My little head was tilted and I was very attentive.

Until evening, when Yang Chunling came to pick up the children, the two children were still reluctant to leave and expressed that they would continue to listen to the historical stories.

This situation lasted for more than half a month, and Wang Xun's lyrics were insinuated by Grandpa Xing's lyrics.

Finally the lyrics are out!

“History flows in your classroom;

The affairs of the Xia and Shang dynasties continued for a long time. The Zhou dynasty was so long that it was divided into two;

The Spring and Autumn Period is written on the bamboo slips, and the Warring States Period was busy with wars. The Qin Dynasty destroyed the six kingdoms, and the Great Wall was once glorious;

Because of that tyranny, the second generation died. The Han Dynasty was far away, and it was injured before and after the AD;

Drifting in the wind, it takes on a new look. The Three Kingdoms are ruined, the two Jin Dynasties are in ruins, and the appearance of the Hu people has turned yellow;

The hearts of the people in the north are broken, the sky is blue, and the wilderness is vast. The kingdoms of Wu, Jin, Song, Qi, Liang, and Chen were cut off;

Where did the rouge powder of the Six Dynasties come into pairs. The Sui Dynasty was too short, and the Tang Dynasty fell brilliantly. On the withered silk road, the Five Dynasties were unbearable. The Song Dynasty crossed the river and split the north and south in half, fearing that the Liao and Jin Dynasties would come ashore and the country would shake. The country of the Yuan Dynasty,

The horses' hooves beat wildly;

The military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty roared with vicissitudes. The Qing army entered the pass, and the Celestial Empire sighed softly; a loud noise was so embarrassing. The history books are full of sorrow, and your face has turned yellow;

Scholars are heartbroken, and sad things flow quietly. The north wind is turbulent, the night is still young, and the twenty-five histories are constantly being cut;

Study hard and build a new China." Wang Xun sang in a sweet voice.

"Okay, very good!" Grandma Gu came from behind, held up Wang Xun's little fleshy face, and kissed her. She was proud of having a talented apprentice, and she was also happy that she had a successor to her composition career.

Thinking of all the recent events, as people age and have limited experience after all, this Gu Jianfen Vocal Training Center should stop.

"Let's go, noisy, record the songs first." Grandma Gu was particularly excited. "By the way, go back and tell Mimi that both of your songs have been preliminarily selected for this Spring Festival Gala, and they will be broadcast on CCTV starting on October 10th.

Rehearse in the hall! Remember to ask your parents to come over early to get the admission pass."

"Yes, I understand, teacher!" Wang Xun replied obediently with a smile.