Reborn F1 Forza Motorsport

Chapter 19 Schedule

"Okay, okay, the time has passed and get out of class is over, Yang, I think your mother should be waiting at the door impatiently. Hurry up."

"See you tomorrow, Yang, you still have two days for training."

"See you tomorrow."

Mother was waiting at the door.

"Why is training so late today?"

"Because of strengthening training in some places."

"Is it for the next game?"

"Yes."

"Ms. Brenda asked me to rest for a week. I will go to work next week. She asked me to take good care of you. You are very popular with them, Haoer."

Yang Hao was a little embarrassed by what his mother said.

"Then mom, did you start to rest today?"

"Yes."

"Mom, there is something I want to discuss with you."

"Say it."

"I want to learn piano."

Yang Hao liked the piano quite a lot in his last life, because the music of the piano can always make him feel quiet when he is alone in the middle of the night.

However, due to the opposition of parents, he did not study in the end.

"Why do you suddenly want to learn piano?"

"Because I feel that I have nothing to do alone at home, and there is never any homework in school. I heard that the piano sounded very good and wanted to learn."

"Learning the piano is a difficult thing, not as easy as driving a car."

"I find it difficult to drive, too."

"If you really want to learn, then I need you to write me a plan and tell me what kind of goals you need to achieve in a period of time. Otherwise, I think you are just crazy."

What his mother said gave Yang Hao a headache. He never planned to do things, and he always did whatever he thought of.

Yang Hao's mother likes to plan when doing things, although she said that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.But every day is not as boring as Yang Hao.

"I will!" Gritting his teeth, he agreed to his mother's request.After all, he also wanted to change his muddled life in the previous life.

"Then I hope you can write a short-term, long-term and future planning table. When you finish writing, I will take you to buy a piano. You don't need a teacher to teach, your mother can play."

Yang Hao looked up at his mother who was calm and calm. It was the first time he knew that his mother could play the piano.

"Ah."

Yang Hao, who started to write the schedule when he got home, time passed quickly, because for Yang Hao, writing the schedule was as troublesome as writing a Chinese composition.

"I've eaten, I'll write later."

The mother at the door of the room knocked on the door.

"coming."

"It seems that you really want to learn the piano?" My mother asked Yang Hao when she was serving food for Yang Hao at the dinner table.

Today's dishes are very rich, fried chicken cutlet, braised eggplant, lion head, and seaweed soup.

"Hmm. I guess learning the piano will calm me down, I always feel a little irritable."

"Why are you upset?"

"I don't know if I can't say it, I just feel it."

"I know what you want to say, do you feel lonely because there are no friends like you around?"

"Yeah." Yang Hao really thought so, although the technician and Lewis often met in his college and Lewis would even take him to the party, but people without the same skin color often made Yang Hao feel lonely and always felt out of place with them.

"Hao'er, you have to know that coming to the UK is your own choice. Many people who want to come here have no chance."

"Since you have taken this step, you must know that the people you will come into contact with in the future are not just yellow-skinned Asians."

"Do you know that children in China are more stressed than you are? Their schoolwork pressure is beyond your imagination. It is impossible for them to leave school before four o'clock. It is even more impossible for them to touch karting."

"Your loneliness is due to the lack of schoolwork and the pressure of entrance examinations. You have to know that you have already had a very good start compared to them."

"You have to know that my mother used to walk all the way alone without any financial support. Before I met your father, I worked a lot of jobs, washing dishes, waiters, delivering meals, and even sales."

"I once opposed your dad because of learning karting. I hoped that you could inherit your father's company in the future and be safe and secure. But you said that you really want to work hard for your dream, and you didn't give up insisting on convincing your dad and me .”

"That's why I agreed to come to the UK. I asked you to make a plan to hope that you can be responsible for your future, even though you are only ten years old. Instead of becoming a person who spends three days fishing and two days drying the net."

Mother said a lot, Yang Hao looked down at his hands, and didn't continue to eat.

Mother moved the chair over and sat beside Yang Hao, stroking Yang Hao's head.

"I don't mean to blame you, I just hope that you can live for your own ideals, instead of giving up your insistence on ideals because of life."

"Mom, I still want to learn the piano."

"it is good."

After dinner, Yang Hao offered to wash the dishes but was rejected by his mother with a smile.

"Go and write a plan. I hope to see what plans you have for your future this week."

Yang Hao, who returned to his room again, looked at what he had written before, which was completely shit.

There is no way to take out a new A4 paper and start writing again.

I don't know how long it took, but my mother came in after knocking on the door.

"Is your dad still answering the phone?"

"catch."

Putting down the pen, he hurried to the living room.

The ancient bell rang as it swayed, and I looked up at the time, 23:00.

"dad."

"Why do you want to learn the piano again, you brat?"

"I think playing the piano nicely makes me feel at ease."

"Really, it feels like you are going to empty out your father's money, as if raising a big wronged species."

"Okay, okay. I'll remit another sum to your mother in a few days and let your mother go to the teacher."

"My mother said she could play."

"Fuck? Your mother can play the piano. Why hasn't she ever said that. No way, I'll ask her the phone later."

"No way, Dad, you forgot."

"Impossible, I can remember all the things your mother knows, except that your mother can play the piano."

"Okay, brat, go to bed quickly, you still have class tomorrow."

"Goodnight brat."

"Ah."

Turning his head, he saw his mother looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Dad asked me to give you the phone."

"Well, you go to bed. Don't stay up late writing the schedule, do you hear me? Otherwise, you will be very tired from training tomorrow."

"I know mom."

(End of this chapter)