Chapter 333 Butterfly

   Zhou Lanlan's song has been sent again.

  Xu Guangling listened carefully again, and then replied to her: "Do it again."

   And after receiving this reply, the little girl was really depressed.

   Not to mention the first time, this second time, Zhou Lanlan sang every song with great care, and it can be said that she was so careful that she could no longer be careful!

   Failed?

   The little girl held her breath in her heart, she wanted to play to the best of her ability, meticulously paid attention to every detail, and used her best performance to say to the senior, "I can do it!"

   is like a balloon blown to the extreme.

   And that balloon, now punctured by a needle.

   Come again?

   How can we come again!

   Zhou Lanlan is very sure, no matter what, she can't play better than the previous time, that is really the best she has done.

   Zhou Lanlan's whole spirit suddenly declined.

  Eating, sleeping, learning to dance, are all boring.

   When Zhou Lanlan sent the document this time, it was sent privately, but now, after being pressed by several little sisters, it was made public in private, and then Xu Guangling's reply was shown in front of them.

"unacceptable!"

   Some people still say that.

   But more, it is comfort to Zhou Lanlan:

   "Senior Xu is not dealing with errands, I guess he didn't listen very carefully!"

   "Lanlan, doesn't he want to ignore you?"

   "Who does he think he is, Lan Lan, forget it, he's not a teacher!"

   Talking and chattering, the once brilliant senior has been alienated and disgusted by a common consensus.

   Zhou Lanlan just listened silently.

   "Lanlan, tell me, what did you plan!"

   Finally, a little sister asked Zhou Lanlan like this.

   "I'll sing it again." Zhou Lanlan said in a harsh tone, speaking with a little difficulty.

   said she would sing again, but she really didn't know how she could sing.

   But the little girl is stubborn.

she.

Do not! Clothes!

   In the evening, Xu Guangling received a call from Lao Tan.

  Medical things.

   In the old lady, Xu Guangling received care and warmth, while in Lao Tan, Xu Guangling received thanks from a man who was too clumsy and did not know how to express it.

   "Just be healthy!"

   hung up the phone with relief, Xu Guangling felt that this was probably one of the joys of the doctor.

   Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many doctors have entered the “road of no return” because of this happiness. For Xu Guangling, it was purely accidental to study medicine at the beginning.

   Looking back, Zhang Lao was like a wise hunter.

   First, he seduced him through health preservation.

   However, “sickness” is talked about from health care.

  Xu Guangling listened with inexhaustible curiosity, and after hearing this, inexplicably and naturally, he became the old man's disciple.

  The old man gave a formal medical lecture.

  Learn to study, it is not necessary to study medicine, you should learn one more skill.

   God is pitiful, Xu Guangling really thought so. Even after Zhou Qingzhu was cured until he left the old man, Xu Guangling still thought so.

However.

   After coming to Northland.

   At the protection station, Xu Guangling met a warm man.

This man has been through the hardships of life, but he still loves life. At the same time, he loves his daughter very much. people.

   His daughter's health is not very good, she is not optimistic.

   Xu Guangling saw it.

   in one sentence.

  —Can he be indifferent?

  The answer is, no.

  If he is not a healer, if he is just an ordinary healer, he can't even find anything from the photos, and naturally there is no way to talk about the future.

   But sadly this is not the case.

   He is a healer.

   And he is a doctor who is "world-shattering" by secular standards.

   In the research institute, Xu Guangling saw an old man who was boiling medicine.

Sojourn in the research institute, the first time he saw the old man at that time, through his speech and behavior, Xu Guangling judged that this is a well-educated standard scholar, and then, when he was a "late-student", he was given considerable convenience and care. of.

   Xu Guangling felt quite good about this old director.

   Then, when he saw the old man making the medicine, he saw that the prescription was not very good, and he could nearly double the efficacy of the medicine with just one sentence.

  This sentence, did he say it, or did he not say it?

  The answer is, seeing that scene, without any thought, he said naturally...

   Things like this are bound to happen a lot in the future.

very many!

  Xu Guangling even wanted to call the teacher now: "Did you plan all this long ago?"

   Well, Xu Guangling had no resistance to this situation, but a very strange feeling really arose in his heart. ——Because he had seen so much in his dreams, he felt that there were roads in all directions, and he didn't know how to choose.

  Writer, musician, these two inherited from their parents, not to mention.

   was obtained in a dream.

   It's okay to be a professional chess player, at his level, he doesn't have to worry about not having food. Even if you are not a professional, you can be welcomed as a chess coach.

   It is okay to open a small pottery workshop.

  Look for a town near mountains or water, with beautiful scenery, not too prosperous and rushed, but with a certain degree of development, such as Zhouzhuang.

   Then, half-day pottery and half-day sales, three-day opening and two-day leisure.

   When I am idle, I am in the small town, drinking tea, listening to music, watching the footsteps going from south to north. Rough voices and Wu Nong's soft words are all gathered in a small water and soil.

   "This pottery looks pretty, how do you sell it?"

   "Ten yuan for one piece and eight yuan for two pieces, you can choose. Thank you for your patronage, and welcome to come again!"

  …

  Many, many options are available.

   But now, unknowingly, it seems, he was abducted by the old man to a road he didn't expect?

   This experience is very interesting.

   Even after hanging up Lao Tan's phone, Xu Guangling stood there for a while, and the experiences of the past few months flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

   Then, Xu Guangling shook his head and smiled.

   "Big Dream Qianqiu", after the encounter, the first official piece of music he composed, the notes sounded gradually in his mind until the end.

   And at the end of the piece, along with the melody to the end, there were a few recitations arranged by Xu Guangling at that time.

  I mourned, and the world mourned with it.

  I am silent, and the world is silent.

   I laugh, and the world laughs with it.

   I sing, and the world becomes a butterfly, spreading its wings and flying.

   Today, when I look back on this passage, Xu Guangling is full of emotion.

   Along the way, from ordinary people to masters, the world, in front of him, is indeed more and more colorful. And in front of this colorful, perhaps, what he did was not a choice, but a taste.

   It is like walking in a big garden where a hundred flowers and thousands of flowers are competing for show, why does he have to pluck one of them?

  Xu Guangling remembered another sentence.

  In "Old News of Qu Wei", "Chengzhai Miscellaneous Notes" is also quoted.

"The Duke of Shu promised to build a hall in the residence, named Changxiao. There is a tauli in front of it, and it can accommodate dozens of guests. Every spring when the flowers are prosperous, Yan guests are under it. The covenant said: There are flowers. Those who fly into the wine are a big white for Yu Fu."

   "Or when there is a lot of chatter and laughter, the breeze will pass by, and the place will be full."

   Shengri Xunfang Si waterfront, the boundless scene is new. It is easy to know the east wind side, and it is always spring when it is colorful.

  The sunset will sink.

  The sun is like a golden cup, placed in the distant place, on the plan table where the heaven and the earth meet. The calendula was slightly poured, and what was poured out was light and water.

  Light is like borrowing, and water is like fine wine.

   Standing in front of the window, admiring the light and drinking the water, Xu Guangling was slightly drunk and slightly drunk.

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  Thanks to "Feng Yixi" for the support of the recommended ticket.

  Thanks to "Xiao Ying" for his monthly ticket.

   (end of this chapter)