strictlysupreme Chapter 135: Grandpa's Music Chapter Outfit
Chapter 135: Grandpa's Music Chapter Outfit
Uncle Zhou looked skeptical, "Teacher Yu, are you reliable? Don't be kidding us."
"When have I ever lied to you? What I said is absolutely true." Teacher Yu assured solemnly.
"You've lied to us so many times. You said before class that there would be no homework, but after class you secretly assigned homework in the group."
Uncle Li was drinking his porridge with his head buried in it, yet he did not forget to make a few insults to the teacher.
"I'm doing that for your own good. If you don't do your homework, how do you know whether you have mastered the knowledge I taught in class? If you don't do your homework, how can you review and consolidate the theorems and formulas taught in class?" Teacher Yu retorted righteously.
At the beginning of the school year, the old men did their homework obediently. But after they understood Teacher Yu’s temper, they began to compete with the teacher in wits and courage.
They often use "can't see", "can't hear clearly" and "I have a bad memory because of my age" as excuses to avoid doing homework.
In order to deal with it, Teacher Yu used a tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.
In class, I said, "Listen carefully, no homework will be assigned."
After class, I suddenly told the uncles, "There is an after-class exercise. The questions have been posted in the home-school group."
The old men in their fifties and sixties are not as shrewd as Teacher Yu, who is in his forties. When he gets home, he is still urged by his children to do his homework.
"I don't assign many questions, just one each time."
"Uncle Wang and Uncle Li, you two are cheating on your homework."
"Uncle Liu copied Uncle Zhang's homework every day, even his name, without changing it at all. The key is that Uncle Zhang's writing was also wrong, and your copy was even more outrageous."
"Uncle Zhou, you are even more excessive. Every time you say your grandson tears up his homework, I specifically ask your son, and he said that your grandson is only three and a half months old. The child is still young, but you have to bear such a big blame. Does a three and a half month old child know that his grandfather is talking nonsense outside?"
Teacher Yu called the names one by one, and finally sighed: "Let's not talk about the past today. I promised to take you out to play."
The five uncles looked at each other in bewilderment: "Teacher Yu, are you serious?"
"Of course, I'll go tomorrow afternoon." Teacher Yu raised the music festival invitation on his phone. "I have the tickets. How could they be fake?"
"Thanks to you guys, I sent the video of our Old Naughty Boys' daily practice to a band I particularly like - Doomsday Sunset. I didn't expect to receive a reply from them."
"That's what they said." Uncle Wang said anxiously.
“They invited us to go backstage at the festival and have a live exchange.”
The five old men clapped their hands on the table and cheered. The uncles and aunts at the table next to them didn't understand why, so they clapped their hands too.
……
As soon as Uncle Liu got home, he started rummaging through the drawers looking for clothes, holding the clothes and trying them on his body.
His wife Aunt Qiong was cutting the paper-cuts that she hadn't finished from the Intangible Cultural Heritage class. She looked at Uncle Liu's messy clothes and grabbed his ears and scolded him:
"Are you looking for trouble? There are only a bunch of military coats in the closet. What's the point of choosing? They all look the same."
"I don't want to wear a military coat anymore. I want to wear a windbreaker. Windbreakers make me look handsome." Uncle Liu said rebelliously.
Aunt Qiong threw the old man's vest that Uncle Liu had found for summer wear back into the closet and said, "Stop making a fuss here. I don't even know what a windbreaker is. How can I get you one?"
"I don't care, I just want a jacket. Young people all wear it, so I want one too."
"I think you look like a stormtrooper."
The old couple's granddaughter Xiaoqing ran over and hugged Aunt Qiong's arm, "Grandma, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
"Eat your jacket." Aunt Qiong said unhappily.
Uncle Liu muttered quietly: "I cooked the meal, what's the point of asking your grandmother?"
"What's wrong with the windbreaker? Who wants a windbreaker?" Xiaoqing didn't know what the old couple were arguing about.
"Your grandpa, I don't know what's wrong with him. He insisted on wearing a jacket." Aunt Qiong patted Xiaoqing's hand and said, "Don't pay attention to him. Go do your homework quickly. Your parents will be angry with you when they come back."
"I'm not crazy. I'm going to a music festival with my classmates from the senior citizens' university tomorrow. I have to dress neatly and fashionably so as not to lose to the other old guys."
"Grandpa, you're actually going to a music festival!" Xiaoqing, a star-chasing girl in junior high school, said in surprise with sparkling eyes.
"Which show are you going to, what's the lineup, and how did you get the tickets?"
“I never thought that one day my grandfather would be interested in the music festival before me.”
"Is there such a benefit in attending a senior citizen university? Can I drop out and go to your school?"
Uncle Liu listened to Xiaoqing talking for a long time, slapped his head, took out his mobile phone and showed her the music admission ticket sent by Teacher Yu.
"Doomsday Sunset! It's actually them! This is my favorite band, and I love their drummer so much. Grandpa, you actually managed to get tickets for their music festival." Xiaoqing screamed excitedly.
After explaining what a windbreaker is, Xiaoqing also introduced the old couple to the Doomsday Sunset band.
"This is a very magical band. We fans call their members the passionate middle-aged, passionate young people and passionate teenagers."
"The leader of their band is the lead singer. He is younger than grandpa and is 50 this year."
"The other members have changed several times, and the ones currently active are their third generation."
"The guitarist is 26 and the keyboardist is 32."
“Their drummer is only 18 years old, and I love him so much!”
"What's so special about playing drums? Your grandfather played drums in our team." Uncle Liu said disdainfully.
"But he's handsome! Super handsome!" Xiaoqing pointed to the photo of a young boy playing drums on the stage on her phone wallpaper.
"He is a little younger and more handsome than me, but he is far inferior to me when I was young."
Aunt Qiong didn't indulge him and said bluntly: "When you were young, you looked honest at best, as round as a potato, and you were not as handsome as you could be."
Grandpa Sun was busy showing off, "Is their band so good? Teacher Yu said he invited us backstage."
"Grandpa, can you help me get an autograph? It would be even better if we could take a photo together."
Xiaoqing didn't expect that her grandfather would see the scene and the idol that she couldn't see first.
She happily took her own New Year's money and her parents' "sponsorship" and took Grandpa Sun and Aunt Qiong to buy new clothes.
Aunt Qiong bought Grandpa Sun the windbreaker he had always dreamed of, and she also got a new waistcoat.
……
The next day, Grandpa Sun walked with the wind as he rushed to meet up with others.
He was wearing a new windbreaker and leather shoes today, and felt different from his brothers, so he took the lead in approaching the group of young people.
"We're going to a music festival today, and you're dressed like this..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw the old man who was wearing a black cotton jacket with him yesterday, now wearing sunglasses, a leather jacket, leopard print pants, and a big gold chain.
How come she secretly turned into a "trendy old man" behind his back?