After the little fat boy called out "Zhou Yan", the classroom became lively.
“Is this Senior Brother Zhou Yan?”
“Really!”
“No wonder he plays the violin so well.”
“I just said Said this teacher has a different temperament.”
"Didn't you just say that this teacher is so cruel?"
"..."
Some students didn't even react.
Is this Zhou Yan?
That legendary senior brother, that great musician Zhou Yan?
The series of things that happened tonight were so weird that many students felt a little unrealistic.
Students in other classes nearby were still listening to the music carefully, but when they suddenly heard the cheers erupting here, they were a little surprised as to what happened.
Some people heard calling Zhou Yan here, but they never thought that Zhou Yan had really returned to school.
Tian Ping pressed his hand to the little fat man, "Classmate, please restrain yourself."
The little fat man realized that he had lost his composure and sat down quickly, but kept his eyes on Zhou Yan. look.
His deskmates were not surprised at all by the performance of the little fat Qin Weil, because students who were familiar with Qin Weil knew that Qin Weil was a loyal fan of Zhou Yan.
Qin Weier will buy Zhou Yan’s music and film works as long as they can be found on the market.
That’s why Qin Weier was the first to recognize Zhou Yan.
However, Qin Weir was not very satisfied with his performance. He believed that he should have recognized Zhou Yan before Zhou Yan pulled off his scarf.
Mainly because at the beginning when Zhou Yan was speaking on the podium, Qin Weier did not dare to look up, and he was always very nervous. He sat in the first row, and the "coercion" he received was even stronger.
Moreover, he never expected that Zhou Yan could come to him.
After Qin Weir sat down, Tian Ping said with a smile, "Now let me reintroduce this teacher Zhou to you - Zhou Yan, a graduate of our school in 1987, now teaches in the Composition Department of the Central Conservatory of Music. Everyone is welcome.”
There was warm applause in the classroom, but this time everyone restrained themselves a lot and just clapped instead of cheering loudly.
When the applause subsided a little, Zhou Yan said, "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm. What I said when I entered the classroom before was a joke I made on everyone. The reason why I came to your class is Because I used to take classes in this classroom, the layout of the classroom has basically not changed in the past few years.”
It has only been more than seven years since Zhou Yan graduated, and the changes in the classroom have not been much, maybe just the two blackboards at the front and back. Repainted it, it's a little darker than before. The tables, chairs and benches were not new in the first place, but now they have just become older, which is not particularly obvious.
"Even the step-by-step diagram of eye exercises is still there." Zhou Yan pointed to the picture posted next to the blackboard, "This picture should have been posted when I was in third grade. It should have been just over 10 years ago. Eight years.”
Hearing what Zhou Yan said, the students below felt the connection between themselves and Zhou Yan.
They attended classes in the same classroom at different times, and even looked at the same health exercise chart every day.
"Some students may be curious about what the third piece of music I just played is. I'm sure you haven't heard it before. Because this is a piece of music I just wrote, and its name is "Previous Life."
The students couldn't help but whisper when they heard that the third song just now was Zhou Yan's new composition.
Since it's a new song, doesn't it mean that they are the first listeners?
As if he knew what they were thinking, Zhou Yan said with a smile, "Yes, you are the first listeners of this song. But it will probably take a long time before you hear this song again. Well, as for why, I’m going to give it a try here. With this piece of music, I want to ask you a question.”
At this point, Zhou Yan paused and then asked his classmates. He said word by word with expectant eyes, "Do you believe in past lives?"
Hearing this question, the students all turned to look at others, and no one took the initiative to answer.
“This is not an exam, you don’t need to be so cautious.”
At this time, the little fat man Qin Weir raised his hand and said, "Teacher Zhou, I believe in past lives. Because I always dream that I was a general in my previous life and fought on the battlefield every day."
Hearing Qin Weir The students laughed at the answer.
"Qin Weir, you bully has been beaten too often."
Zhou Yan smiled and asked, "Are there any other students willing to answer this question?"
With Qin Weir as the leader, others didn't care much. A boy in the back row raised his hand and said, "Teacher Zhou, I don't believe in past lives. At least the existing science cannot prove that past lives exist."
Zhou Yan turned around and asked Tian Ping, "Teacher Tian, is our class a science class or a liberal arts class?"
"It's the same as before, it's still a liberal arts class." Tian Ping said with a smile.
Zhou Yan nodded and did not dwell on the question of liberal arts and science. He continued to ask, "Where are the other students?"
"Teacher Zhou, I believe in past lives, because I think that the existing science, There is no way to prove that past lives don’t exist.”
“I also believe in past lives, because I think past lives are beautiful.”
"Maybe there are past lives, but if there is no memory, then I think it doesn't make any sense whether there are past lives."
More and more people are participating in the discussion, and there are various opinions.
After waiting for the students to talk for a long time, Zhou Yan joked, "It seems that as long as it is not related to study, everyone is more interested."
Hearing Zhou Yan say this, below The classmates were stunned.
Why does this sound so like fishing?
After teasing the students, Zhou Yan said with a smile, "I raise this question not because I want to discuss an answer with you here, because I am sure that it is impossible for us to discuss an answer today. I want to ask again A question for everyone, if there is a past life, what kind of person do you think you want to be in this life? Or we can ask another way, if there is an afterlife, what kind of person do you want to be in the next life? ?”
This time, Zhou Yan did not give the students time to discuss, and then said, “When I was your age, I often thought about a question. If there is reincarnation, will the past and the future be the same? Has become non-existent? Because the past is the future, the future is the past, the past is the future, and the future is the past."
Seeing some students' expressions being a little confused, Zhou Yan smiled, "That's not it. Tongue twister, I just want to tell you, don’t dwell on the past, and don’t focus too much on the future. I know that many students are thinking every day, hurry up and take the college entrance examination, and then go to college. It will be easier when you get to college, but when you get to college, you will find out. , this feeling will still be there. Many people will also tell you that you need to study hard now, and then you can get good grades in the college entrance examination, go to a good university, have a good job, and then have a good marriage... too many Too many people tell you about the future, because the future is indeed attractive."
"But the result is that many students always think about the future and lack motivation because the future is out of reach. , you will only be exhausted by it, so you don’t have to think too much about the future, just live it well today. If you are tired from studying today, take a rest, and then complete your study tasks today. Do as much as you can. Once you get used to this way of life, you will find that learning is not that difficult.”
At this point, Zhou Yan stopped, and the students also. Begrudgingly, I began to applaud.
Looking at the students below, Zhou Yan knew that his words today would not change too many things. There are too few epiphanies in this world, and more of them have a subtle influence.
Maybe after tomorrow, most of the students will forget what he said today, or maybe some students tried to do what he said, but soon found that they couldn't do it at all.
But it is also possible that there are one or two students who try it and really succeed.
Things in this world are full of possibilities.
Zhou Yan did not end his speech. He continued, "I will share a few stories with you, but before I share them, I want to tell you that I am not sharing these stories because I want you to gain insights from them. Just because these stories all happened on this campus. I remember when I was a sophomore in high school, there was a male classmate in our class..."
When Zhou Yaozu arrived at the door of Class 3, Grade 3, he was rushing to share with the students the interesting things that happened when he was studying in Jinzhong.
Looking at his nephew on the stage, Zhou Yaozu raised his eyebrows. He just heard a lot of noise here and came over to take a look. Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Yan who was here.
He glanced at Wang Zuxian standing outside the window again, guessing what the relationship between this tall girl and his nephew was.
Wang Zuxian also saw Zhou Yaozu, and for no reason, she actually felt a little nervous.
But she didn’t think much about it. She just felt that after being a student for so many years, she would inevitably feel nervous after seeing the teacher.
Moreover, this teacher's eyes are very sharp, and he is not someone to be trifled with at first glance.
The two stories shared by Zhou Yan are not long, and they are both relatively interesting stories. It is obvious that students are more interested in such stories. When listening to the stories, they see "seeking knowledge" in their eyes. "Desire" is very strong.
After Zhou Yan finished sharing, Tian Ping applauded, and then he was about to speak. He glanced at Zhou Yaozu at the door, and took two steps towards the door, "Principal Zhou, you are here. "
Zhou Yaozu nodded and walked into the classroom: "When I heard something moving, I came over to take a look."
Seeing Uncle San coming, Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said hello, "Third uncle. Uncle.”
The students in the class were very confused when they heard Zhou Yan calling the principal uncle, because the students didn't know about Zhou Yan's relationship with Zhou Yaozu.
Wang Zuxian outside the door was even more confused. She didn't expect that this middle-aged man turned out to be Zhou Yan's third uncle, and he was also the principal. Zhou Yaozu asked, "Do you want to continue?"
"It's over."
"Very good." Zhou Yaozu nodded, and then said to the students, " Your senior brother Zhou Yan's experience has merits, but you should not blindly follow him. He is extremely talented and can learn everything quickly. He does not understand the pain of ordinary students. Learning is by no means a romantic thing. It needs to be down-to-earth and one step at a time. The hardships must not be explained to outsiders, you must learn to digest them yourself.”
Hearing this, Zhou Yan's mouth twitched. He didn't know if his third uncle was tearing him down or flattering him.
And he had never heard his third uncle say such things before. When he was in high school, his third uncle pushed him a lot and rarely praised him.
After Zhou Yaozu finished speaking, he said to Zhou Yan, "Come out for a moment."
"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded and said to the students, "Students, we are very happy today. See you later.”
“Goodbye, Teacher Zhou”
After leaving the classroom, Zhou Yaozu said, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came to school?"
"I happened to be passing by and came in to take a look. I didn't think much about it."
Zhou Yaozu looked at Wang Zuxian, "Is this your friend?"
Zhou Yan pulled Wang Zuxian this way, "This is Wang Zuxian, Xiaoxian, this is my third uncle."
"Hello, third uncle. "Wang Zuxian said hello very obediently.
Hearing the word Wang Zuxian, Zhou Yaozu narrowed his eyes, and Tian Ping next to him also showed a surprised expression. He did not expect that the girl Zhou Yan brought turned out to be the big star Wang Zuxian.
No wonder he is covering his face, it turns out he is afraid of being recognized.
However, Zhou Yaozu didn't ask any more questions. He tried his best to keep a kind expression, "I'm glad to see you. Since I've come to Jinling, I have time to go and sit at home."
"Okay. Yes, Third Uncle."
Zhou Yaozu nodded, "In that case, I won't ask you to go to my office. If you have something to do, just go and do it."
Although he wanted to keep Zhou Yan for a chat, Zhou Yaozu knew that he would try his best to avoid embarrassing Wang Zuxian when they met for the first time.
"Okay, Third Uncle, let's go first." Zhou Yan pulled Wang Zuxian and said to Tian Ping, "Teacher Tian, goodbye."
"Goodbye, I have more time. Come back and have a look."
...
After walking out of the teaching building, Wang Zuxian looked back, and then complained, "I should have been prepared if I had known that your third uncle was the principal."
"What are you preparing for?" Zhou Yan smiled.
"Prepare some gifts...and I just covered my face with a scarf, which was not very polite."
"It's okay, Uncle San will understand."
" The third uncle understands that it’s my fault that I didn’t do it. You have so many family members, so you should pay attention to etiquette, right?”
“It’s not that exaggerated,” Zhou Yan thought for a while and said. , "Tomorrow I will take you around Jinling, and the day after tomorrow I will take you to my grandparents' house."
When he heard that he was going to Zhou Yan's grandparents' house, Wang Zuxian was a little nervous, "Should I prepare anything?"
Seeing Wang Zuxian's nervous look, "You can stand on a stage with thousands of people and you can do it with ease. Why are you so nervous about going to see my family, and didn’t you prepare a gift?”
“That’s different.”
“It’s okay, and we have my family. Junior, you basically know everyone.”
……
The next day, Zhou Yan originally wanted to take Wang Zuxian for a walk in Jinling, but the snow fell too hard, so the two had to stay at home.
Wang Zuxian was not disappointed at all about not being able to go out to play. She felt good about being able to stay with Zhou Yan.
A break is better than a wedding. The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and naturally they have a lot of things to do, so even if they stay at home, they are not idle at all.
In the afternoon, when the two of them were sitting on the sofa watching TV, Wang Zuxian suddenly asked about the song last night.
"Is the song "Previous Life" going to be released in the new album?"
"This is the soundtrack I wrote for "Sense and Sensibility", and it should also be included in the third album in the second half of the year."
"This piece has a sense of fate."
"Because it's called "Previous Life"."
"When will the filming of this movie start?"
"It will start shooting in mid-April."
"Then are you going to visit the filming site on the way?"
"We will go there at the end of March. They have a meeting before starting filming. I hope I can be there."
"Three At the end of the month?" Wang Zuxian huddled in Zhou Yan's arms and thought for a while, "How about I go with you? I have nothing to do during that time."
Zhou Yan nodded, "Okay, their filming location. It should be very beautiful."
"Okay, let me make some preparations." Wang Zuxian rubbed his hands and said with enthusiasm: "Whenever you go abroad again, I will go with you whenever you have time. No one knows us in Europe and America, so it’s much easier to play.”
"Yeah."
"But are you very famous in the United States now? I read on the news that the box office of "The Sixth Sense" was particularly high."
"It's not particularly high either. It’s okay, and if “The Sixth Sense” does well at the box office, it will be easier for people to recognize you as the heroine, rather than me as the director.”
Most movies become popular first. They are all actors. Except for people in the industry, ordinary viewers don’t care what the director looks like.
For example, Gong Li and Zhang Yimou have a very big gap in the popularity of their faces in Europe and the United States. Many Europeans and Americans know what Gong Li looks like, but they don’t know what Zhang Yimou looks like.
Another example is Giuseppe and Monica Bellucci. For film masters like Giuseppe, most people don't know what he looks like, but Monica can know him just by watching "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily". Let the audience remember her appearance.
"How much is the box office of "The Sixth Sense" now?"
"I haven't paid attention to it during this period. It should be more than 10 million US dollars."
"This is amazing." Wang Zuxian then sighed again, "It's all your fault. Originally, after "Green Snake", there were far fewer people asking me to make movies, but after "The Sixth Sense" was released, there were more A lot, more than before”
“Anyone interested?”
Wang Zuxian shook his head, "No, I'll wait for your next movie."
"That may take a long time."
"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for as long as it takes. It's best if you The male protagonist."
Zhou Yan nodded and looked into Wang Zuxian's clear eyes, and nodded gently, "Okay."
Hearing the affirmative reply, Wang Zuxian showed a bright smile, "You. Can you play the full version of "Previous Life" for me? Last night's version was too short."
"Uh... I don't have a violin at home, but I have a flute. Let me play it for you on the flute."
"Okay."
Zhou Yan went to the bedroom and found the flute from the cabinet. He bought this thing before and has never played it once. Fortunately, his flute is nickel-plated and not so delicate. There is no problem if it is left in the cabinet for such a long time.
Holding the flute, Zhou Yan walked to the window of the living room and started playing the song "Previous Life". (End of this chapter)