MC Bookstore Chapter 36 Dear Dad
Chapter 36 Dear Dad
The renovation didn't involve any complicated design.
Just as Chen Lang said, we smashed down every wall that could be smashed.
The original layout of two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom has been changed into two large open rooms.
The larger one is used as a music room, and the smaller one is used as a dance studio.
Over at the dance studio, Liu Xiaoli and Li Xinmin brought over a professional dance floor from the Wuhan Song and Dance Theater.
Although they are all old, they were all picked out in perfect condition, which is enough for my needs.
Several mirrors were pieced together on the wall to form an entire wall, along with a horizontal bar for practicing martial arts.
It's more than enough for practicing dance or the "Eighteen Styles of Qianqian".
It only took three days in total.
And so, a training base exclusively for the two children was born.
Next comes the most exciting part.
Unpacking the boxes.
That day, Yao Feng also invited several of his colleagues from the music academy over.
They ostensibly offer to help appreciate musical instruments.
It's really just for showing off.
As those boxes with foreign trademarks were pried open one by one.
As the instruments, gleaming under the lights, were taken out one by one.
The whole room was in an uproar.
"My God, this is Yamaha's C3!"
A bespectacled, seemingly refined music teacher stared in disbelief.
He strode quickly to the grand piano, gently and slowly stroking its body, his expression resembling that of a lovesick man seeing a beautiful woman.
"I've only ever seen this in magazines, how much does it cost?"
"A brand new one costs over 1.3 million yen in Japan, but if imported into China, it would cost around... 300,000 RMB."
A knowledgeable teacher snapped out of his daze and instinctively said the price.
"Fanta's Stratocaster! 62 Reissue!"
Another guitar teacher, wearing glasses and with long hair, was holding the red electric guitar, his face flushed with excitement.
"You can't buy this thing even if you have the money!"
"And this, the Shure SM58 microphone, a standard piece of equipment in recording studios!"
The room was filled with gasps of amazement.
For a group of musicians, this room full of top-notch musical instruments is more attractive than mountains of gold and silver.
They were all incredibly envious.
Keep in mind, this was in 1992.
The country's foreign exchange reserves are pitifully small.
Ordinary people who wanted to buy an imported color TV had to pull strings and find connections to buy it from the Friendship Store, which only accepted foreign exchange certificates.
Not to mention those professional musical instruments that cost thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars.
Shen Jingfang's move was truly terrifying.
However, as much as I admire them...
The teachers at these music conservatories are all highly qualified.
They knew the value of these instruments, but they only admired them from afar and touched them briefly; no one dared to actually touch them.
Chen Lang stood in the middle of the room, looking at the musical instruments that had been neatly arranged according to their respective categories.
Look at that TASCAM multitrack recorder in that corner, and that bunch of mixing consoles and effects processors.
In addition, there were several boxes of unopened blank cassette tapes next to it.
If the soundproofing of this house were improved, it could be used as a recording studio and opened to the public.
It's no wonder they placed an order using equipment from a professional recording studio.
His mind was in turmoil.
The musical instruments in this room are estimated to be worth at least two million RMB.
Damn, that's several million back in 92! In an era when the average wage was only three or four hundred, that's absolutely terrifying.
What is perfect pitch?
His cheap... no, dear dad, isn't he the biggest cheat code for my rebirth?
The first time the father and son spent together, it was either feeding each other poison or entrusting their children to others, making him seem like he was about to become the child of a martyr at any moment.
If you're so awesome, why didn't you say so earlier? Why would I need to recognize a godfather?
My dear dad, you must be careful when you're on missions outside.
Don't forget you still have a son waiting for you to rely on.
Hey……
Chen Lang sighed inwardly. Last time it took five years, who knows how long it will take this time?
Will they wait until they're holding their grandchildren before coming back?
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Looking at the room full of musical instruments, he was also a little worried, as he couldn't possibly learn them all.
Having more musical instruments isn't necessarily better.
Even the most talented person couldn't possibly master so many musical instruments.
For an arranger, there are actually three main instruments: piano, guitar, and drums.
It is then accompanied by bass and some standard strings and woodwinds.
That's enough to handle the vast majority of popular music.
But what can we do now that we've already bought it?
Let's play.
Anyway, it's all mine now.
In his previous life, his grandfather was an erhu player in a rural opera troupe, skilled in playing various instruments and singing.
He was exposed to it from a young age and learned a little bit of the basics.
I can play a little bit of the erhu, flute, suona, and clapper.
Later, when I went to school, I learned to play the guitar and the electronic keyboard.
Although he was a jack-of-all-trades but master of none, he at least had a basic foundation.
Now that we have such good conditions, it would be a shame not to make good use of them, given all the effort my dear father put into them.
Yao Beina, Chen Lang, and Liu Qianqian, the three little ones, were weaving in and out of the crowd.
Could you please pass me something and wipe off the dust?
Yao Beina ran to Chen Lang's side and tugged at his sleeve.
She looked at the brand-new grand piano, her eyes sparkling.
"Little brother, can I... come here to practice the piano in the future?"
The upright piano at home is old and worn out; several keys are no longer playable.
"sure."
Chen Lang agreed without hesitation, pointing to the things in the room.
"This will be our training base from now on."
"Come here to practice the piano after school, practice whatever you want."
He then pointed to the microphone and speaker standing in the corner.
"You can even practice singing with it."
"I'll write songs for you from now on, and you'll become a superstar."
Yao Beina was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
He grabbed Chen Lang's head and gave him a loud kiss on the face.
"good!"
"Then let's sing together from now on!"
Liu Qianqian, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore when she saw this.
She squeezed in and grabbed Chen Lang's hand, shouting.
"Me too! I want to be a superstar!"
Chen Lang put his arm around her shoulder and nodded with a smile.
"Okay, you two can both become singers, and I'll write songs for you."
Liu Qianqian was satisfied.
She followed suit and kissed Chen Lang on the other side of his cheek.
Now all the adults in the house saw it.
Everyone was taken aback at first, then burst into deafening laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Yao Feng laughed the loudest as he pointed at Liu Xiaoli.
"Look, look!"
"I told you long ago, your daughter Qianqian got her hands on such a great son-in-law first!"
"I lost out!"
He looked utterly dejected and regretful.
Liu Xiaoli was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.
Liu Qianqian didn't understand the adults' jokes and ignored them.
Yao Beina was already eleven years old, a grown woman, and her face flushed red as everyone teased her like that.
She quickly pulled Chen Lang and Liu Qianqian to the side.
"Then...then we're a group!"
"Just like the Little Tigers!"
"We need to come up with a name!"
This suggestion was immediately supported by Liu Qianqian.
So, a five-year-old girl and an eleven-year-old girl got together and started racking their brains to come up with a name.