Chapter 1110: The First Lecture of the First Semester
More than 40 books were signed one by one, and Wang Yong also wrote the names of the four classes on each one.
Looking at the time, it was already time for the open class.
After saying hello to Su Yan, Wang Yong ran to the school hall.
Although the small hall of No. 1 Middle School is called a "small" auditorium, it is actually considered large in middle school. With more than 500 seats, plus free spaces such as aisles, it is not much of a problem to accommodate seven or eight hundred people.
The entire new high school and the newly admitted high school department were all pulled to the small hall by the principal.
The entire auditorium was overcrowded, and even the outside was full. That's enough to accommodate the next two grades.
"Everyone, be quiet. The principal stood on the rostrum and said. "As is customary, as a principal, I should give the first lecture of the school year. But I know that you are not here today to see me, but to see another person. So I'm not talking nonsense, everyone applauds and welcomes Mr. Wang Yong!"
All the students applauded.
The students of the second level of high school are okay, they have been with Wang Yong for half a year and are already familiar with it.
The newly admitted high school freshmen were all full of excitement, scrambling to tiptoe to look at the rostrum.
"Teacher Wang is out! Haha, I applied for Tiantai No. 1 Middle School for Teacher Wang, but I didn't expect to be able to take Teacher Wang's open class as soon as school started. β
"Hehe, I'm a little bit close to the first high school score, so I spent some money to come in. β
"How much worse? three or five?"
"Ahem, thirty points ......"
A group of freshmen fainted, and thirty points is also called a difference, is it okay? I'm afraid that the parents of this classmate have spent at least thirty numbers for him to be able to enter the first middle school. One cent of 10,000 yuan is not a small amount of money for many families.
The classmate saw that the other freshmen looked at him with faint sympathy, and pouted: "I heard my dad say that 300,000 yuan is already cheap, and some people go out to 30,000 points, and they want to trust the relationship to come in, but they can't find a way." Thanks to my grandfather, who taught in No. 1 Middle School, I wouldn't have been able to get into school!"
The freshmen who learned the inside story were all stunned.
It turns out that No. 1 Middle School is already so sought-after? They were really lucky to be able to come in with a passing score.
And there is no doubt that what suddenly made the value of No. 1 Middle School soar, in addition to the quality of education in No. 1 Middle School itself, was the man on the rostrum in front of him.
Wang Yong.
"Hello everyone, are you having a good time during the summer vacation?" Wang Yong said hello to his classmates after taking the stage.
"Happy! With Mr. Wang by my side, of course I am happy. Many students answered in unison.
This summer, Wang Yong's name and deeds are indeed full of every second of their day. Almost every student in No. 1 Middle School has been affected by Wang Yong, and has refreshed news about Wang Yong day and night, especially during Wang Yong's time in South Korea and the East.
"Then I'm relieved. However, there is another one that may make you happier than me. Wang Yong said, suddenly pointing towards the back of the rostrum.
A man wearing a hat with his head hanging low slowly walked up to the rostrum.
The students in the audience were stunned for a moment when they saw this, and then began to complain: "Who is this?
"Damn, just look at that stance and know it's not a good person. Mr. Wang wouldn't invite a thug to be a negative teaching material, would he?"
"Hey, this guy doesn't look up and show his face? is he waiting for our applause? Che, he thinks too much, how can we give him applause? Go down, you!"
A student coaxed, immediately triggered a chain reaction, countless students also coaxed, one after another "go down" sound resounded throughout the auditorium.
Wang Yong stood on the stage with a meaningful smile on his face, and that smile was known to anyone who was familiar with Wang Yong. There may be a good show to watch right away.
So the students in Class 4 shut up first.
It's just that there are only a few dozen students in the fourth class, which doesn't affect the overall situation at all. The tsunami-like roar of the mountains is still deafening.
"If you don't show your face again, I'm afraid you will really be knocked out of power. Wang Yong said to the man wearing the hat.
When the man heard this, he smiled and raised his head.
Then, there was silence.
The students who were shouting with their mouths open were stunned, and their faces were full of disbelief.
The classmates who were tiptoeing outside the window also let out a surprised cry: ", why is he!"
Even the principal, who had always been calm, jumped a few times out of the corner of his eye when he saw the man's face.
It seems that Wang Yong has really invested in blood this time, and even he has been invited!
"Hello everyone, I'm Jay Chou. β
The familiar voice, the familiar intonation, made all the students a little trance.
"Are we watching TV?" someone asked.
Look at your unpromising appearance, as if you have never seen a star, isn't it just a Jay Chouββ Jay Chou, I love you! I want to give you a monkey!"
"Ahhh
"Jayron, my mother said that she would play your song to me when she was pregnant with me, so you are half of my godfather! Godfather, we can be regarded as acquainted!"
After a brief silence, the audience exploded. All the students excitedly sent their greetings and unique expressions to Jay Chou.
As for what they said just now, what "he is old", what "he is not a good person at first glance", and what "how can he applaud him", all of them have been left behind.
At this moment, the applause was thunderous, and it lasted for more than two minutes.
Wang Yong, who watched it, couldn't help but be jealous.
Damn, he's only been on the scene for a minute!
Finally, the applause stopped, Jay Chou habitually pushed the brim of his hat, and said with a slightly shy smile: "It's the first time I've given a speech to students." Actually, I didn't know what to talk about until now, and I rushed over after receiving a call from Mr. Wang, and I didn't have time to think about what to say. In addition, in front of Mr. Wang, I was worried that whatever I said would seem very naΓ―ve......"
"Hahaha...... Normal, not only you, but also the grandmaster of Oriental culture, Chiba Mashi, feels the same way. A student shouted.
Even if it is far away in the East, Chiba Maki will inevitably lie down on the gun.
Wang Yong interjected at the right time: "Let go of it, your music is an interpretation of Chinese culture, even if you don't speak, just sing a song, it's enough." β
"Mr. Wang has won the award. Since we are talking about music, let me tell you about my motivation for wanting to create Chinese music in the first place......" Jay Chou quickly got into the groove.
"As we all know, most of the education Wanwan experienced in my time was mixed with Western-style ideas, and the song styles of that era were almost all imitated in Europe, America and the East.
Why did I come up with the idea of writing about the Chinese style? It also stems from a passage I read.
I saw a tombstone in Westminster Abbey where when I was young I dreamed of changing the world, but when I was older, I realized I didn't have the power. So I narrowed down my goal and decided to change the country, and in my twilight years, I realized that I didn't even have the ability to change the country, so I had to change my goal to change my family. But unfortunately, at this time I am already dying of old age, and I am about to die.
Lying on the hospital bed, I suddenly realized: maybe I shouldn't have set such a big goal in the first place, I started by changing myself, then changing my family, and with the help of my family, I can do what I can for the country, and then, maybe at this age, I have changed the world. β
When Jay Chou said this, his voice paused slightly.
Many of the students at the bottom are already nodding in agreement: "Reasonable, quite thought-provoking!"
Jay Chou smiled slightly and continued: "Just like how you feel now, I also thought that this passage was full of philosophy at that time, and I copied it down and prepared to use it to motivate myself."
However, when I returned to Wanwan and told a teacher about this passage, the teacher was only surprised to say something that made me feel like a proverb and an initiation.
The teacher said: Isn't this what the Chinese people have been saying for thousands of years: 'Self-cultivation and Qi family rule the country and level the world'? Could it be that if it is changed to English, it will become different?
I still remember my face flushed, as if I had done something very embarrassing. Since then, I have realized that what is available abroad is available in China. I began to dig into the Chinese culture and began to write songs in the Chinese style.
Luckily, I was on the right track.
Many people ask me what I am most proud of in my life? I want to tell them: it's not how many best singer awards I won, it's not that I've been on the cover of Time magazine, it's not that I've gone to the United States to make movies, but it's that my songs have regained people's attention and love for Chinese culture.
Or that sentence - Chinese songs, the most hanging!"
There was a wave of applause. Jay Chou's words undoubtedly touched the psychology of children at this age and won their approval.
Wang Yong's mind moved, and he temporarily decided to change today's speech to another topic.
"Hey, is Mr. Wang listening?" Jay Chou turned his head to look at Wang Yong, and found that Wang Yong was a little distracted, so he couldn't help asking.
Wang Yong withdrew from his thoughts and said, "I'm listening, it's very good." β
"Is Mr. Wang, like me, who was instantly touched by a certain sentence and felt 'wow, so cool'?" Jay Chou asked again.
The students in the auditorium also looked at Wang Yong, expecting Wang Yong's poetic and thought-provoking answer.
"Absolutely. Your bank card with the tail number XXXX is deposited into XXXX yuan. It's this sentence that makes me excited for a long time every time. Wang Yong replied.
"......" Jay Chou's mouth opened slightly, and he didn't speak for a long time.
The students in the audience of "......" were also dumbfounded and silent for a long time.
"Flutter", until a girl can't hold back her laughter, this embarrassing atmosphere is broken.
But it's a bell.
"I'll just say that Teacher Wang hasn't changed, he's still the same despicable and shameless guy!" Zhong Xin proudly said to the other students in the fourth class.
It's just that Zhong Xin's words reached Wang Yong's ears, which instantly made Wang Yong's face darken.
Who is this little girl scolding?!