Chapter 19 B-6

Sure enough, the two families had dinner together in the evening. Nanyang's mother cooked a lot of special dishes, and Chang Qing rolled out the noodles by herself, saying that she wanted to welcome Nanyang.Sang Yuecheng and Nanlin drank beer while chatting, Sang Yuecheng tried his best to persuade Nanyang to drink some too, but Nanlin hesitated and agreed. So Nan Yang was allowed to drink beer, and he didn't refuse, picked up the glass and drank it down.Nan Yang's mother was taken aback and asked, "Yang Yang, did you learn to drink at school?" Nan Yang was noncommittal: "Do you still need to learn to drink?"

Sang Yuecheng laughed: "Yes, drinking is practiced, not learned." Chang Qing also smiled: "Nan Yang is becoming more and more like a man." Everyone laughed together. Sang Li narrowed his eyes and looked at everything around him, feeling strange, unable to tell whether it was warmth or separation, as if everything that was thriving was wrapped in a layer of transparent glass candy paper, which seemed real but could not be touched. During the meeting, Nan Yang's mother asked about Xiang Ning: "What happened to your classmate who had a car accident?" Nan Yang looked up at Sang Li and saw that she was carefully disassembling a shrimp. He replied, "He has applied for the University of Foreign Languages, so it should be no problem. He said that if he is admitted, he will not receive the admission notice until August."

Tian Miao looked up with bright eyes, and asked Nan Yang in a crisp voice: "Is the foreign language university easy to take?" Nan Yang was stunned for a moment, seeing that everyone around him was happily persuading him to drink and eat food, and subconsciously replied, "Their school is a famous school, and the score line is not low. Why, Tian Miao, you want to learn a foreign language?" Tian Miao nodded: "I like learning English." When Sang Li heard it, she curled her lips and thought: How good is English? ! Seeing Sang Li's expression, Nan Yang felt that she was still so childish, so he answered Tian Miao solemnly: "Tian Miao, if you really like learning foreign languages, you can go to the University of Foreign Languages. If you don't like it, your future life will be very boring, because Language subjects are not as fun as you might imagine, for example, there were a few students in our original class who took the English, French, and Arabic exams, and they were almost killed by intensive and extensive reading classes every day."

Without hesitation, Tian Miao said, "I just like foreign languages." Chang Qing heard it, and looked at her daughter with gratified eyes.Sang Yuecheng also heard it, so she turned to Sang Li and asked, "What do you like, Xiao Li?" "I like to sing." Sang Li said with a blank expression. "Singing?" Sang Yuecheng was taken aback, "Singing is a hobby, how can it be a lifetime job?" Chang Qing glared at Sang Yuecheng: "What's so bad about singing? If it weren't for my main subject being the piano, I would teach Xiaoli to sing personally."

Sang Yuecheng still couldn't accept it: "You are different, you are a music teacher, what a good profession a teacher is. Xiaoli, are you learning to sing to become a music teacher in the future?" Sang Li really shook his head: "I just want to sing, like those singers on TV, I will sing for the rest of my life. Singing is my profession, and I live by singing." Everyone was shocked, living by singing—this is such an unrealistic ideal for traditional families like the Sang family and the Nan family! Sang Yuecheng got a little angry: "You still plan to sing for the rest of your life? In ancient times, you were called an opera singer!"

Sang Li also stepped up: "That was ancient times. Now they are called artists." "Art," Sang Yuecheng snorted, "How many good things do people who study art have? Didn't you see that all the men who study art have pigtails, and the women all make up like fairies." He turned his head and glanced at Chang Qing, who was glaring at him: "Don't stare, I didn't mention you. You are a teacher, and you are different from those who engage in art in a different way." The atmosphere suddenly became tense, Nanlin took a sip of wine, looked at the tense expressions of the people around him, thought for a while, put down his glass and acted as a peacemaker: "Xiao Li, what your father said is not unreasonable, our Public Security Bureau has recently cracked A few cases...well, a few girls from the Art Academy are outside..."

He's stuck and doesn't seem to know what words to use.After thinking about it, he said, "It's just that these girls don't study hard, get entangled with some bad men, and betray themselves." After finally finishing speaking, a cold sweat broke out. Nan Yang looked at his father helplessly, and interjected, "Dad, you don't have to be so reserved, right? Isn't it just prostitution?" There was a sudden silence all around. Nan Yang raised his head and found that everyone was looking at him in horror, wondering: "What's wrong?" Nan Yang's mother was a little startled: "Yang Yang, what do your current college students learn?"

Nan Yang finally understood why everyone was looking at him, so he smiled helplessly: "You can't do that, I'm studying law." Oh——Everyone finally realized it, and they were relieved by the way. However, the next sentence made Nanyang's parents' hearts hang in the air. They only heard Nanyang say: "The art academy is opposite our school, and there are many beautiful girls. People in our dormitory will get used to it when they pass by the gate of the art academy." Xing took a few glances inside, hehe Xiaoli, if you get in, you will be no worse than them."

Nan Yang's mother looked at her son, as if she couldn't believe her ears: "Yang Yang, what is your habit?" Nan Yang smiled: "Mom, everyone has a love for beauty. Let's see what happened to the beautiful girls? Besides, even if we fall in love with them, they may not necessarily fall in love with us. Didn't you see that the gate of the Art Institute is parked all day long?" How many limousines are there!" After Nan Yang finished speaking, he suddenly realized what he had said?Isn't this adding trouble to Sang Li? ! So Nan Yang's expression froze on his face.A few seconds later, he turned his head with a stiff smile, and sure enough, he saw the angry expression on Sang Li's face, and then looked at Sang Yuecheng, his face, which was flushed from drinking, had already turned black.

Sang Yuecheng took a sip of wine, and then slapped the glass on the table: "Xiao Li, listen to me, you can take any exam, but you are not allowed to take the art college. If you really want to learn to sing, you can take the exam." Our local teacher's college, like your aunt Chang, will become a music teacher in the future. You are a girl, so we can rest assured that we are by your side." But everyone did not expect that that day, Sang Li also took a big sip of his drink, then stood up, and declared firmly in the summer evening sunset: "I just want to study art, and no one persuades me to use it!"

Her voice is so melodious, but it is full of irresistible bravery and determination: "I want to sing, sing songs for the rest of my life. I want to stand on the best stage in China and sing. If my mother is still alive, one day she will sing from TV. Seeing me on the Internet. She will be very happy, she will feel that I am her pride. In this world, only I am her pride!" Everyone was shocked again. However, that day, the only answer to her was the wine glass that Sang Yuecheng slammed on the ground, and everyone broke up unhappy. Even Nan Yang looked at her helplessly, as if he wanted to dissuade her, but he held back after all. After that day, Sang Yuecheng looked at Sangli with complicated eyes for a long time. It's not that Sang Li didn't notice this, but she was used to Sang Yuecheng's cold attitude since she was a child, so she didn't feel anything. On the contrary, Nan Yang tried to be a lobbyist occasionally, but before he could speak more, Sang Li would tell him firmly: "Brother, don't persuade me anymore, I want to sing, singing makes me happy, so I won't give up my idea of." Nan Yang was finally speechless. In this way, during that summer vacation, Sang Li almost turned a blind eye to the expressions of everyone wanting to talk.She sang loudly in the yard every day, as if her rebellious psychology had grown to infinity. It was under a high temperature of more than 30 degrees, and even the people in the next yard could hear her clear and clear singing: Where is the spring, where is the spring, spring is in the eyes of the child, see the red flowers! The green grass, and the little oriole that can sing... Often at times like this, Sang Yuecheng didn't speak, but just looked at Sang Li with a downcast face, and seeing that she was ignoring her, he dropped the bowl at least three times.