Chapter 188 188 Are You Sure I Didn’t Pick It up From the Trash Can?

Li Hong is an old artist. Although he is no longer teaching in colleges and universities, he still gives lectures or takes elective courses when he has time. Anyway, he just can't be idle.

Jiang Mo was the most talented student he taught. She entered the entertainment industry as soon as she graduated. Li Hong felt a little regretful at the time. It was a pity that she could not continue her studies and wasted her creative talent.

However, he was also happy to see her rising in the music scene and listening to her works.

However, the good times did not last long.

He watched her rise with his own eyes, and then watched her fall quickly, and finally became silent.

He regretted this student for a long time.

Now I heard that she had a new work, and as a creator, Li Hong had been looking forward to it all night, but he didn't even think about celebrating New Year's Eve. Today, when relatives and friends came over to pay New Year's greetings, he was also absent-minded.

Li Yan looked at his father, puzzled, "Is there anyone special visiting today?"

"Yes, your father's most valued student, a very beautiful little girl, you will behave better in a while. If Momo can like you, your mother and I won't have to worry about your personal problems!"

Cao Shan glared at her son.

Li Yan has the urge to get up and leave immediately. He is urged to get married every year. He is obviously only thirty years old, which is when a man is most attractive. Why do his parents always think that he will not be able to marry a wife?

What on earth gave them such an illusion?

Li Yan was very sad.

"Don't think about going out, have dinner at home at noon!" Li Hong glanced at his son and said in a deep voice.

Li Yan, who had just left the sofa, sat down again, straightened his back, and said seriously, "I don't want to go out. I haven't been home for the New Year in two years. It's hard to have no performances this year. I will definitely be at home with you." New Year.”

He looked serious, as if he really had no intention of escaping.

Li Hong, who had a deep understanding of the virtues of his son, remained silent as long as his goal was achieved.

When Cao Shan sat next to Li Yan, she kept introducing how outstanding Jiang Mo was, making Li Yan deeply doubtful, who was their biological child? Why does it feel like he was picked up from the trash can.

When Jiang Mo came over, Li Yan looked at her carefully. She was very beautiful. This was Li Yan's first impression of Jiang Mo. However, as the youngest conductor in British diplomacy, he has been immersed in classical music all year round. He values ​​content more than appearance.

But even so, he was so shocked by Jiang Mo's beauty that he lost consciousness for a moment.

"Happy New Year, master and master!" Jiang Mo smiled broadly, and his smile was very endearing.

"Okay, okay, red envelope." Cao Shan smiled kindly and stuffed the thick red envelope into Jiang Mo's hand.

Jiang Mo stared blankly at the red envelope in her hand, and was momentarily distracted. She had not received a red envelope from her elders for many years.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? I'll just keep it for you. This is the new year's money!" Li Hong said in a deep voice.

Jiang Mo smiled sheepishly, "I'm already so old..."

"What is older? No matter how old you are, you are still a junior." Li Hong said in a deep voice with a serious face.

Jiang Mo put the red envelope directly into the bag, handed the gift box with both hands, and said with a smile, "This is my filial piety to you!"

Li Hong was not polite, with a slight smile on his face, "Why are you so stubborn! Even if something happened, you wouldn't tell the teacher. If you had communicated with me in time, you would have been able to build a reputation in the circle with the teacher over the years. , it’s more than enough to protect a young newcomer like you!”

Knowing that the old man was worried about her, Jiang Mo felt very guilty, "You are a highly respected artist, how could you get involved in such messy things because of such a trivial matter as mine?"

"Huh! It's a small thing? Can a small thing force you to retreat?" Li Hong glared at her, feeling heartbroken.

Jiang Mo smiled brightly and quickly changed the subject, "That's all in the past. Please take a look at my gift first."

"Don't think that just because you prepared a gift, I will forgive you!" Li Hong opened the black gift box.

Jiang Mo's eyes were also fixed on it. She didn't know what was in the gift box, so she had no choice but to change the topic.

"Teacher Huang's manuscript!" Li Hong was excited.

Jiang Mo was also very shocked. Teacher Huang was Li Hong’s mentor and a famous songwriter in China. His manuscripts were extremely precious to any musician.

"Why do you take out such a precious thing just when you say it?" After the joy, Li Hong turned serious again, but the smile in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Teacher filial piety, of course you have to take out the treasure I kept at the bottom of the box, otherwise how can it be considered filial piety!" Jiang Mo said seriously. God knows, she was also shocked just now. Where did Mo Jingtian get such a precious manuscript?

Obviously, this thing cannot be obtained in a short time. When did he start looking for it?

What kind of mood are you looking for?

Did he anticipate that she would visit the teacher and think that she might forget to bring a gift, so did he help?

Even the elderly Li Hong couldn't help but get excited when he could see his mentor's manuscript again.

"Look at you, you can't even catch up with Momo? Don't you feel ashamed?" Li Hong glared at his son, disgusted no matter how he looked at him.

Li Yan: "..."

Is he really his own child, not picked up from the trash can? Teacher Huang's manuscript, is it accessible to ordinary people?

Although Li Hong was excited, he did not forget about business.

"Don't think that just because you gave me a gift, I will lower my requirements for you. Where is the music?" Li Hong asked with a straight face again.

Jiang Mo immediately took out a stack of paper from his bag with a serious attitude, "The more strict the teacher, the better. I came here today just to ask the teacher to give me some guidance. Teacher Zhao is experienced and I am just starting out. I want to satisfy Director Yu at all." There must be no flaws.”

Li Hong is a person who is extremely strict with his works. He only looks at the works and not the people. Whether it is his students, friends, or big figures in the circle, he will not save any face.

Jiang Mo's handwriting is not as elegant and beautiful as that of ordinary girls, but more wanton, wild and unrestrained.

When Li Hong first started reading, he still wanted to take a look. He was happiest when Jiang Mo took the initiative to visit him. As for the works, they were actually secondary.

However, the more he watched, the more solemn his expression became, and finally he called Jiang Mo directly with the score and entered the piano room.

We had obviously agreed to go on a blind date, but when the real person came, my father didn't even introduce him. After making fun of him, he simply forgot about him.

Li Yan was speechless and couldn't help but follow him.

Then, as soon as he entered, he was stunned.

The desolate and majestic feeling came to the face, and a sense of sadness suddenly arose in my heart. The strong sadness made people feel like they were on the vast Gobi Desert, where the sun was setting and the hero was dying.

But amidst the tragedy, there is also a flourishing chivalrous spirit, which makes people's blood boil.

Li Yan is the conductor of the symphony and focuses on Western musical instruments. However, he has been exposed to Chinese classical musical instruments since he was a child.

However, when he heard the music played by Jiang Mo, he was stunned.

A piece of music changed his understanding of Chinese classical musical instruments.