Chapter 61: What Are Your Ideals?
"Headmaster, why are you here?"
Shen Zeyan looked at the level of excitement on his face, and hurriedly said hello.
"Not bad."
The degree was also extremely satisfied, and he glanced at Shen Zeyan.
If nothing else, Fang Cai's song that his teacher praised should have come from his own student.
For a moment, a word came to mind.
A ragged colt may make a good horse!
He had never seen his teacher look like that, and he could see how shocking the music his student played.
"There's good news for you." looked at Shen Zeyan to the degree, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
Not for anything else, because before the college entrance examination began, he had already won a guaranteed place for Modu High School.
This is a very important honor.
"What's the good news?" Shen Zeyan was stunned, a little dazed.
Did Kyoto's bid for the Olympics succeed? Egyptian tout pharaoh resurrected?
"You've been offered a guaranteed place at Kyoto University." Degree said with a smile.
"This ......" Shen Zeyan suddenly didn't know what to say.
He also knows how precious the guaranteed places at Kyoto University are, with only a limited number of places available each year, and sometimes none at all.
And now, the president actually told him that he had won a guaranteed place at Kyoto University.
How could this not make him excited.
"But don't be proud, I hope you can create better tunes in the future." He patted Shen Zeyan with satisfaction.
If this piece is slightly optimized, it is enough to make it to the world piano music charts.
He remembered that his teacher seemed to say that.
"Tunes?" Shen Zeyan was even more dazed.
"Yes." He nodded heavily, "There is a person who is very optimistic about the song you played just now, if it weren't for him, it would be difficult for you to get this precious guaranteed place." ”
"But...... It's not what I play. Shen Zeyan wanted to admit it like this.
Kyoto University's guaranteed quota is a place that you can't get even if you have money.
But.
In the face of the piano he loves, he has no way to tell this big lie.
Though.
He has a very high talent in piano, and he may be able to imitate the piece that Li Zheng just played - "Canon"
But...... The feeling of being one with the music, he couldn't grasp it anyway.
It's not something that talent can solve.
This requires a real understanding of the artistic conception of this piece.
Shen Zeyan didn't understand, so he was very confused now.
Perhaps, he has always been proud of the piano, practicing late every day, and even worse than a layman who looks very layman.
This moment.
Shen Zeyan was desperate.
"Headmaster, I might want to explain something to you."
"What's the matter?"
"I didn't play that song just now." Shen Zeyan said seriously.
Although he hated Li Zheng very much, he liked that song very much, and it made him have no way to violate the principles of his heart.
"Not you? Who's that? He was stunned and looked at the people around him carefully.
Of course, it is impossible for him to remember everyone here clearly as the principal, but he knows that there should be no second person here who has such a high level in piano except for Shen Zeyan.
"Li Zheng." Shen Zeyan slowly spit out two words.
Degree: "???"
"Li Zheng?"
"Hmm."
"Is it really him?" The degree of feeling that the student who gave me the most headache suddenly became a little different.
It's true that I just got into a big problem today, but ...... The recent performance is really not normal.
"Really."
After seeing Shen Zeyan's expression, he knew that this was true.
This student also understands that he is very proud of the piano and will not give in easily, since he has said so, and the people around him have also nodded their heads, then this matter should be 100% correct.
"This bastard !!"
The degree laughed.
……
Summer nights are lively.
A crescent moon hangs high, spreading a bright light on the land.
The bustling streets are lined with restaurants and snack bars.
Countless people hurried past them with their heads bowed, tired but unable to stop, even for a second.
"Thank you for your hospitality tonight." Xu Chen showed a smile and looked at Li Zheng.
"Thank you, if you want to thank you, I will thank you." Li is holding Li Xiaoyu, and the little guy is holding a marshmallow and eating it with relish.
"If it weren't for you, perhaps, then Zhang Yun wouldn't have been able to get the punishment she deserved."
"Anyway, I had a great day." Xu Chen smiled, "It seems that I haven't come out like this for a long time to eat happily." ”
"Hey! What's so rare about this! Jiang Yan clapped his hand and said with a big grin: "We are all friends, and there will be more opportunities like this in the future."
"Then I'll go first." Xu Chen said hello and left.
It was already late, and Jiang Yan followed a few people and left after a while.
Only Li Zheng, Shen Linxue and Li Xiaoyu were left.
After school just now, I thought that my sister the Great Demon King was not at home, and I just wanted to thank Xu Chen for his help, so Li Zheng invited them to dinner.
Xu Chen chose a restaurant that was not very luxurious, which could only be regarded as low-class compared to the high-level consumption in the magic capital.
But even so, it is not something that Li Zheng can afford.
However, fortunately, in the end, Jiang Yan paid for the meal.
So, on the way back, Li Zheng was thinking.
Maybe in Xu Chen's eyes, this kind of restaurant of the middle and lower class level is indeed the middle and lower class, but he doesn't know that in his eyes, this is not much different from the first-class level.
I can't afford to pay for a meal anyway.
All people are born unequal, and from the moment they are born, from the time they are sensible, they will look at problems differently.
At this thought, Li Zheng let out a long sigh.
"Why do you sigh all of a sudden?" Shen Linxue next to her came up.
"Xiaoxue, do you have any ideals?" Li Zheng looked at the starry sky at night and asked slowly.
"Yes! I want to be a postdoc. ”
"You want to be a postdoc?"
"This is not a degree!" Shen Linxue rolled her eyes.
"Uh-oh." Li Zheng didn't know much about this, but he still reminded him very intimately: "However, don't think about hiding behind, you have to lean forward."
Shen Linxue was a little speechless, did this guy know the meaning of postdoc.
"What about you? What is your ideal. ”
Being asked by Shen Linxue, Li Zheng was a little dazed.
I don't know how to answer this question.
Do you have your own ideals?
Yes!
And there are a lot of them.
……