Chapter Twenty-Five: Escape
Gu Lian desperately wants to solve all this, even if it is to escape, just treat her as a turtle with a shrunken head.
Gu Lian has always known that although she said that she put it down, it was so easy, it was the beauty of her whole youth! It also warmed her for four seasons.
She was afraid that if she listened to Shangguan Yan again, she would not be able to help but waver. She didn't want to go through the past anymore.
Shangguan Yan looked at Gu Lian affectionately, and his voice was low: "Is it really impossible to go back?" Are you willing to let us be just passers-by from now on? ”
When Gu Lian heard Shangguan Yan's words, he laughed angrily: "How could I be unwilling, the path I Gu Lian chose by myself is to finish it on my knees." ”
Gu Lian became more and more excited, and Shangguan Yan said in order to stabilize her: "No matter what, I won't give up, it's too late today, I know you don't want to see me now, but it's late, be obedient, go back early to rest, staying up late is not good for your health, you know?" ”
Gu Lian said sullenly: "Well, you go first!" ”
After Shangguan Yan left, Gu Lian casually sat down at a table. He also said from time to time: "Shangguan Yan, is he really in trouble?" It should be very sad to see him like this! Thinking of the high-spirited young man, who had just hung his head, Gu Lian's heart ached. Am I really going too far, after all, he is not wrong. ”
After a while, Gu Lian slowly got up from the chair.
glanced at his phone, "Ah, why is it so late, it's only ten o'clock, why is it half past eleven now." At this time, the school must have closed, and it seems that I can't go back tonight. ”
"Hey, I'll only be in the store for one night." Gu Pian sighed
The early morning in the city is always inviting, with fresh air, welcoming faces, familiar sounds, everything attracts the people here.
Gu Lian woke up very early, but did not get up immediately. Instead, he looked at the roof and emptied himself, and then picked up his phone and looked at it.
Gu Lian passed the time boringly, looking at today's headlines in front of her, Gu Lian thought that there was nothing serious.
Suddenly, a message attracted her attention: "Recently, Yin Qingyue, the eldest lady of the Yin family, has returned from her studies. ”
"Hey, I heard that the eldest lady of the Yin family went abroad for further study at a young age, and now that so many years have passed, she must be knowledgeable."
"In other words, this eldest lady of the Yin family seems to be very beautiful! A master has said before that when she grows up, she will definitely amaze everyone and become the most unique woman in Sakura City. ”
"Hey, really? I seemed to see Miss Yin at the airport that day, she was really beautiful! It seems that the prophecy is true. ”
"I just don't know what kind of man such a woman should be."
"If it were me, if I married Yin Qingyue, I would definitely spoil her infinitely, even if she wanted the stars in the sky, I would not give up."
"It seems that the eldest lady of the Yin family and the son of the Shangguan family are childhood sweethearts."
Looking at the comments one after another, Gu Lian thought: "That kind of woman should be worthy of these praises." ”
I continued to look at it for a while, looked out the window, and knew that it was not too early, so I got up and prepared to go to school.
Half an hour later, Gu Lian returned to the dormitory, found the textbooks to be used in today's class, and came to the classroom.
Her first class today was an elective course, and it was not necessary to be there, but Gu Lian insisted on it, and she had never been absent in the past three years.
Many people don't understand this.
The teachers on campus are very fond of this girl.
Who doesn't like classmates with excellent academic performance, stunning appearances, and politeness?
Teachers are also human, okay?
Today, Gu Lian, as usual, found a place near the window and sat down, waiting for the arrival of the teacher.
Gu Lian felt that the scenery outside the window was particularly charming. Every time she saw it, she couldn't help but fall into it.
Just as Gu Lian was in his trance, one was wearing a white shirt with a dark green trench coat and a pair of white boots.
This is their substitute teacher, the son of Professor Jiang's family, who graduated from one of the best schools in the country.
With a standard smile, he walked up to the podium: "Good morning, students! It's another day for you to take lessons. ”
I don't have to explain why, you should all know it!
The classmates quipped: "Is Professor Jiang lazy again, hey, today is a sunny day!" It's a shame that the professor missed it. A classmate shook his head as he spoke, like an old master in ancient times, causing the students to laugh again and again.
Jiang Haoxuan suddenly smiled mysteriously: "You guessed wrong. ”
"Wrong?"
The students were very curious about the result: "What is the reason for that?" ”
"My father interviewed other schools on behalf of the school, although this school can be described as a famous college in the country. However, in order to express the purpose and principles of the campus, the leaders of the Education Bureau and the teachers of the school have sent several outstanding senior teachers who have a deep understanding of the school's history to communicate and learn from other schools. ”
"Oh~, it turns out that the professor is entangled in official business, it seems that we are really wrong to blame him."
Jiang Haoxuan looked at it, and the time was almost up!
"Now let's move on to the main topic of today's class – the history of music."
The world says, "Men who work hard are the most handsome." ”
Jiang Haoxuan gave everyone the impression that this is the case.
The sun shines through the window, kissing his face gently, and his hair floats slightly with the wind. Like the son of a god who has fallen into mortal earth.
However, he was unconscious. I was still concentrating on today's lesson.
Jiang Haoxuan threw bricks and stones: "Speaking of music, of course, we must first look at its origin. ”
Next, I will introduce you to the origin of music.
1. The origin of music in human society can be traced back to the very ancient era of floods. Before human beings developed language, they already knew how to use the height and strength of their voices to express their meaning and feelings. With the development of human labor, there were gradually trumpets that unified the rhythm of labor and shouts that transmitted information to each other, which was the most primitive form of music. When people celebrate the harvest and share the fruits of their labor, they often beat stone and wood tools to express joy and joy, which is the prototype of primitive musical instruments.
2. The ancient basin of the two rivers (Tigris and Euphrates) was one of the important birthplaces of human culture. At that time, the fertile region of Mesopotamia (present-day Iran and Iraq) had developed music in the fourth millennium BC. The Sumerians living in the area already had harp-like instruments and several orchestral instruments.
3. Professional singers and larger bands have been produced in the court at that time. Later, these more advanced musical cultures gradually spread to ancient countries such as Egypt, Greece, India and China, and further developed in different forms and national colors in these regions. Although the development of music varies from ethnic group to region, the basic direction of its development is from secular music to religious music.
meantime
Music is a kind of sound frequency that can produce a resonant effect, from the first life movement of human beings, they are produced with human beings, they originate with human origins, and they develop with human development. They are not things outside the human body, nor are they the first material production of human beings, but the product of the initial mental activity of human beings who are emotionally aware of the existence of external objects from the beginning.
Music is also an art that reflects the emotions of human life (English name: music; French name: musique; Italian: musica).