. "Is that guy like this?"

Yang Yichen recognized the young version of the old man Xiong at first glance, and looked even stronger. His military uniform was bulging and became a tight suit. The young man next to him who became thinner seemed to be Li Xuanxi.

"Yes, this is the old man who picked me up. So you know him."

"If he hadn't saved me on the battlefield, I would have stood here to show you the photos. This is really, where is he now? Did he give you your dog tag?"

"He has passed away, and I was sent to the orphanage after his death. At that time, I was less than one year old. This dog tag is his relic."

"Die! Just die like this? This bastard, if you hide, just die like this!" As he said that, tears fell from the corner of the old man's eyes.

Yang Yichen didn't know what to say, so he could only look at the old man in tears as he looked at the photos. He really didn't expect that such a fierce old man would cry. After sitting for a while, Yang Yichen was taken away by the old lady who heard the noise, while Li Xuanxi was still immersed in the memories.

"Grandma, do you know why grandpa is like that?"

"So it was you, Kim Inseok, who picked it up? He has never been married in his life and probably has no grandson. This story is a long story."

I only learned from Li Hyun-seok's wife that Lee Hyun-seok, who was studying music, was caught on the battlefield. It was Kim In-seok who had been with him and saved Lee Hyun-seok many times. If it weren't for Kim In-seok's cover, Lee Hyun-seok would have died as soon as he went to the battlefield. After the war, Lee Hyun-seok retired and returned home. He was separated from his brothers like his elder brother for so many years. It is said that something happened in the army. Kim In-seok was driven out of the army, and then there was no news. His former comrades also tried various ways to find him, but there was no news. As a result, there was news now, but it was bad news.

The old man didn't sleep all night, and the old lady went in and persuaded her several times but it was useless. She called a few times early the next morning and went out until the evening.

After dinner in a hurry, the old man found Yang Yichen, one old and one young, and a silence.

"You were not one year old at that time, and you still remember what he looked like." The old man seemed to be telling a story to Yang Yichen, but he didn't give him a chance to interrupt, which was no different from talking to himself. Tell him why they first met, how they fought in the military camp, how they were thrown on the battlefield, how they survived from death. Yang Yichen just sat there and listened until late at night.

Later, he was taken to see the dean a few days ago and changed the guardian to an old man, so he ignored Yang Yichen's opinion. Then the dean contacted the detective, and the body was cremated, and he didn't know how to deal with the ashes. Not long after, a group of old men came to find Li Xuanxi, all of whom were former comrades, and he sighed without mentioning it. As the old man Xiong, Yang Yichen fought for his life to stay in this world. Even if it was not the blood of Old Man Xiong, these old brothers decided to take good care of him. Yang Yichen was adopted by Li Xuanxi.

A group of people helped Old Man Xiong Jin In-seok get a black and white photo and hold a funeral for him, so that Yang Yichen can wear mourning clothes. Li Xuanxi leads him to stand in the position of his relatives. Seeing the friends who are coming to pay their respects after receiving notifications, they can only return the gifts one by one. It is said that most of them are retired officers, basically of the same age as Old Man Xiong, and a few of the officials who come in wearing military dresses are quite ranks. Old Man Xiong is obviously very popular in the army, so how could he be kicked out?

After everything calmed down, Yang Yichen's home had become Li Xuanxi's house. The orphanage was more like a kindergarten. You can go there when you have time. Of course, you will be educated by the elderly when you go home. The despicable dean has been very fond of his own chess move. He argued with Li Xuanxi for a long time, but finally made concessions. I guess he reached a consensus in some aspects.

"Get up! You can't get up yet, just practice your voice for me!"

"Yes, yes..." Turn over and continue sleeping.

"Ah!" Sure enough, I was lifted up again, and I still couldn't adapt to this extremely cold winter. I really want to go to the south!

Yang Yichen obediently dressed and washed up, went out to run and practice voice according to the old man's arrangement. Although his body adapted to this damn winter, he could not accept this mentality and did not want to go out at all. He ran to the park, coughed a few times, found a corner without anyone, started practicing voice and sniffing his voice.

After returning home, after eating the breakfast prepared by the old lady, he returned to his room, turned on the radio, and stared blankly while listening to the song. At this moment, there were so many more grandparents, uncles and uncles who were picked up for free. Is it that the protagonist of the time travel drama still treated a little special? Old man Xiong's military background seems to be very deep. He can't escape the musical aspects. The old man Li Xuanxi held him all day long and watched him learn for his own good. He reluctantly learned it. He felt that he was learning well, but he still couldn't help but get sputtered every day. He was so depressed.

I opened some memos secretly written in Chinese and found that there were quite a lot of things I could do, but after careful consideration, it was very difficult to invent and create? I should be a copywriter first and earn some manuscript fees. In my past life, I never wrote anything by myself. Fortunately, I could write down everything I had read before. Thanks to the time travel master, I actually gave myself this ability, at least I wouldn’t be short of things at hand. I had ink in my stomach, but I had a clear idea in my heart. I saw that when I could pick a good opportunity to release these things one by one, which shocked everyone’s attention. Haha, Yang Yichen in yy, drooled unconsciously.

Bang! The back of his head was slapped, and Yang Yichen escaped from yy and found that the old man Li Xuanxi was standing behind him, glaring at him, knowing that the consequences of being distracted were unimaginable. He quickly grabbed the score on the table and followed the old man happily to participate in the choir training.

The members of the class always change and never come. Only Yang Yichen is always here every time. The atmosphere is still awkward. The members stay away from the old and the young, one by one, and no one is close to each other. They are not easy to meet. No matter what, the rehearsal must continue. Occasionally, Yang Yichen will sing with them. However, he usually listens quietly next to him. However, he was taken out by the old man and asked him what happened to these members just now. If there are too many differences with the old man's answers, the unlucky one is Yang Yichen. Of course, if the problem is found, the unlucky one is naturally these members who are not sure about the situation, so Yang Yichen does not want to have deeper contact with the members. If he is found to be the guy who has to report, he is probably more annoying than now.

However, the old man said it was indeed true. A group of non-professional people made Yang Yichen unable to listen anymore. He was caught at home and listened to his favorites with the old man. At the same time, it was also the vinyl records that he thought Yang Yichen must also like. Yang Yichen felt that he also had a high-end feeling. In his previous life, he was an enthusiast and had a fever in his life.

Yang Yichen, who had just started learning piano, was forced to accompany the choir by the old man last time, and naturally there were many mistakes. As a result, all the members watched their jokes that day and were scolded to death. It was really embarrassing. When they returned home, they had to practice piano skills. In fact, it was not possible not to practice. The old man just wore reading glasses and sat next to him reading a book. Do you want to point out a few mistakes? It was all the bastard members who laughed so happily. Didn’t they see that Li Xuanxi’s face was as dark as the bottom of the pot? Anyway, it’s not you who died.

If life in the future is drowned in music like this, Yang Yichen feels that he will sooner or later conquer the golden hall of Vienna. Fortunately, most of the time, the old man has no time to care about him, so he can only throw him back to the orphanage and let him be with a group of little guys. Yang Yichen looks for his own scapegoat among these little kids, hoping to find a child who is more genius than him and is born to learn music to give it to Li Xuanxi to save himself from dire straits. Try to lure a bunch of little guys into love with this thing that hurts him during his daily play, teach them to sing songs he practiced in the choir, hoping to find a song that he can hear, at least fool Li Xuanxi's voice. In the end, the reality is cruel. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. This effort will eventually be in vain. The children in the yard are obviously more talented and interested in fighting and pranks. Even the little girls play house and ignore Yang Yichen.

The dean of the vulgarity understood Yang Yichen's behavior of discovering music talents. Of course, this understanding was based on his lack of knowledge of the ultimate purpose of Yang Yichen's behavior. He believed that children always show off what they learned, so he saw Yang Yichen wanting to teach the children to sing, and then he was defeated and smiled, and didn't think that he was a big deal.
Chapter completed!