Now, the screen plays back.
In Toutiao, most educators, scholars, and educational tutors have all sent messages,
Remarkably,
[Yu Ye's education era is over, he worked so hard before, he just wanted to give his daughter something more before he died]
[Sure enough, Yu Shuying's three-view change after the age of seven has nothing to do with the bottom family]
[The emergence of genius has nothing to do with family education. Now it has been fully proved. How can a person with Alzheimer's disease teach? ]
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On Zhalang, there is also Western Twitter, and some people in the West think there is a reason.
That is the appearance of Liu Shi.
Because after Xiao Shuying, the performance of piano, reading debate, host competition, animation character design, script design, custom song design, opera costume, speech and behavior, etc., is completely like an aristocratic family. teach,
Coupled with the amazing talent of Xiao Shuying, it was perfectly educated.
This is one of the reasons why the Western education circle believes that the rise of Xiaoshuying is logical and dynamic.
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But now, on the show stage, Yu Shuying has only one thought in his mind.
"Since the man's mental problems, I haven't snuggled up with anyone, no one!"
"By myself, I came out and became the light."
This is where her confidence lies.
Now,
At least everyone thinks that Yu Ye's perspective has dissipated,
Because he, under this disease,
No qualifications anymore.
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Screen playback.
Xiao Shuying is seven years old and tenth month, and it has been a week since she went to the piano shop.
Eat in the morning, dinner and at home, go to school at other times, lunch break and afternoon after school, and practice the piano on holidays,
It was Friday night, the man made dinner, and she ate,
The man on the opposite side whispered to Xiao Shuying.
"What time did you learn the piano?"
"From Monday to Friday, I will go an hour early, and I will also go to study during lunch break, and all day on Saturday and Sunday, why are you asking?" Xiao Shuying asked.
"Pick you up." Yu Ye was eating, expressionless.
"It's enough to learn the piano. You have to study other homework on Saturdays and Sundays. You have to go to school well and get a good grade. You can't compare to other children in the piano." Yu Ye drank a mouthful of rice porridge and muttered to Xiao Shuying. reprimanded.
Xiao Shuying was annoyed, she couldn't bear it any longer: "You burned down the piano crash book before, which has already made me fall behind the piano progress!"
Yu Ye didn't care: "This means you have no talent. If you have talent, would you care about this?"
Xiao Shuying was extremely angry and rushed into the room,
This is the second act, Yu Ye's mediocre performance seems to be normal,
Most of the people who had a crush on Yu Ye couldn't help but sigh. He's really mediocre,
The viewers watching the live broadcast were a little sad and sighed and posted a barrage.
"It can be confirmed now that the development of Xiao Shuying has nothing to do with Yu Ye. A serious illness turned Yu Ye into a pitiful person."
"In Yu Ye's current state, he can't teach the child at all, and even delays the child all the time."
"But this makes me more curious. Under such circumstances, how did Xiao Shuying rise? Is it really a talent, or Liu Shi's man? You must know that Xiao Shuying said that when he was about eight years old There have been several women, is it that time?"
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In the living room, Yu Ye washed the dishes, he forgot again, looked at him in confusion, and muttered,
"What am I doing?"
After that, he took out a note subconsciously, and wrote the meal time, which also fell along with other notes.
It's written very clearly
[Monday to Friday, from 6:30 to 7:30 in the morning, Xiao Shuying studied piano for one hour in the third piano shop in Yecheng]
[From 12:40 to 1:50 noon, Xiao Shuying learns the piano for 70 minutes]
[Saturday from 9:00 am to 7:00 pm to learn piano all day]
There are many more slips of paper.
[Your name is Yu Ye, and you have a daughter named Yu Shuying, who lives in 034, Building 12, Baijia District, a poor suburb of Yecheng. She is in Class 1, Grade 4, Hope Primary School, Yecheng...]
There are a lot of notes, most of which are written in small sparse shadows,
Yu Ye woke up when he saw the note, and then he went out.
Before leaving, he was still a little confused, but he kept nagging,
"It's not enough, it's not enough, as long as the belief is firm enough, it's definitely possible, it's definitely possible."
Now he's a little goofy,
This is the most essential appearance of a father,
He muttered: "I can't forget, I can't forget to cook, I can't forget Xiao Shuying, I have to pick her up to school on time, this is unsafe, and there are many black factories."
"And learning the piano, who can't learn in this way, who don't have time, and who most people don't have an advantage over her."
...
Now Yu Ye's attitude is pitiful.
An old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease, but he held the note tightly, reminding himself that he must remember, he must remember!
Can't forget!
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this moment.
on the show stage,
At Poetry House, the stationmaster Xu Hong rubbed her eyes. She suddenly knew why the poems written by this man were half better than those written by Xiao Shuying.
He put love, emotion, everything into it,
This is instinctive love, instinctual protection.
Even if it is a disease, even if it is a memory loss in part of his brain, his genetic chain, his cognition, are still madly reminding him not to forget!
Don't forget!
You have to remember her.
"Will you be his opponent?"
Xu Hong was silent, her voice was very low, only the guests around her could hear,
Because this is the first time she has seen such a person, before the age of seven, he is no problem to be a father!
After the age of seven, because of illness, even if he has problems as a father, it is worthy of forgiveness.
But he didn't, he didn't want to give up, he still thought about the child,
At this moment, Xu Hong finally knew, why Yu Ye was able to write [Jesus is dead, the stars are gone, so you can stand here]
Because more than ten years ago or even now, I have never understood him,
That's why he was able to write such ethereal and penetrating language, which is so touching that only sobbing remains.
But it's a pity, the disease will destroy the pride of a father after all,
...*