Sunlight shines through the window, illuminating a corner of the classroom.

reflects a handsome side face.

The gentle sound of the piano echoed through the classroom, a melody she had never heard before.

Her eyes widened.

Zhou Yang?

No, it can't be Zhou Yang!

How did Zhou Yang end up here?

But......

"Maybe far away or yesterday

Here or on the opposite shore

The long road is full of joys and sorrows

People gather and people scatter ......"

When Xiao Chen heard the singing, he instantly covered his mouth to avoid making any sound, but deep down in his heart was a huge shock.

That's Zhou Yang's voice!

Next to him, the hands of the media people who were broadcasting live were shaking with their hands holding the equipment, and his face was shocked.

It was as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.

He bit his lip tightly, trying not to make any noise, and even breathing carefully for fear of alarming anything.

That's Zhou Yang!

Yes, it's definitely Zhou Yang!

Last year, he participated in Zhong Yanhong's farewell concert and listened to the chorus of Zhou Yang and Zhong Yanhong, and he was very sure that it was Zhou Yang's voice.

Why did Zhou Yang appear here? How did he end up here!

Why?

He felt a turbulent wave in his heart, and when he looked at everything in the music classroom, he felt that everything around him felt unreal.

Zhou Yang is playing the piano.

The playing is not very good, and like most stars in the entertainment industry, the piano level can only be said to be average, but it is played very smoothly.

His voice is very gentle, as if peeling off the strong shell of his body, presenting the softness of his heart in front of everyone, singing softly, but as if lamenting fate, telling a moving story, and like a monologue, expounding the meaning of life......

Click!

The photographer seemed to have stepped on something, and made a cracking sound, and as the sound sounded, Xiao Chen's heart trembled, and after glancing at the embarrassed photographer, he looked nervously inside the window.

OK!

Zhou Yang seemed to be immersed in this song, playing the piano seriously, and did not hear the sound outside.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"The answer is only known when you let go of right and wrong

The brave who lived

There is no aura of God

You and I are born ordinary......"

There is a blackboard behind Zhou Yang, and above the blackboard, the song title of the four words "As Long as Ordinary" is neatly written.

Underneath these four words are paragraphs of lyrics and scores.

Xiao Chen stared at the lyrics.

The title of the song is unfamiliar, and the lyrics are also unfamiliar, but between the lines there is a weathered taste, which is very heavy.

What song is this?

Haven't heard of ......

Is it a new song?

Why is he singing a new song here, and what is he going to do?

The classroom is dim except for the window, so why don't you turn on the lights?

Immediately, Xiao Chen seemed to notice something, and subconsciously turned his head sideways.

She felt that there seemed to be some people standing opposite Zhou Yang, but because she didn't dare to disturb Zhou Yang, let alone let the camera amplitude be too big, Xiao Chen couldn't see who those people were.

I don't know if it's Zhou Yang's voice or the reason for this song, she instinctively felt a trace of indescribable low and uncomfortable feeling.

Immediately afterwards, she saw that the piano stopped, and Zhou Yang's singing also stopped abruptly.

What's going on?

Was it discovered?

Both Xiao Chen and the media person were startled, and subconsciously shrank back.

"Xiao Shi, this paragraph, you can sing it, and I will accompany you."

"Zhou, Teacher Zhou, I, I ......"

"It's okay, you come and sing, it doesn't matter if you sing it well or badly, sing it boldly, there's no one else here."

"Didn't you say in the letter that you had a dream of singing?"

“……”

Xiao Chen and the media person heard Zhou Yang say this sentence into the darkness on the other side of the classroom.

Then they heard the sound of the piano again.

"Recognize regret in heartbreak

Life is long and short......"

Accompanied by the music, they heard a burst of young children's voices, but full of nervousness.

sang bummerally, and Zhou Yang's piano also slowed down with the speed of that voice, as if trying to bring out her voice.

"Beating hearts grow vines

Willing to fight for the danger ......"

The voice was still very nervous, and at the same time, the nervous voice was full of endless swallowing, and vaguely Xiao Chen seemed to hear the owner of the voice crying.

"It's okay, take your time, sing very nicely......"

Xiao Chen heard Zhou Yang's serious voice of encouragement, and with this burst of encouragement, the trembling singing voice began to slowly subside.

"Fall into the darkness and fall into the abyss

Dirt-stained face ......"

When that voice sang this sentence, Xiao Chen didn't know what was going on, his nose was sour, and this voice seemed to be full of complex emotions that made people's scalp tingle.

She even felt like she had never heard such a moving voice.

Immediately afterward, the piano stopped abruptly again.

"Little steamed bun classmate, you will sing the next paragraph...... Just like Xiao Shi, don't be in a hurry, sing slowly, it doesn't matter how you sing......"

Zhou Yang raised his head, still looking in the direction of darkness, but a smile appeared on his face: "You said in the letter that you want to sing the voice in your heart, then try it, sing that voice......"

Zhou Yang's voice was gentle and full of encouragement.

In the corner outside the house, Xiao Chen felt that his heart was about to melt, as if this was the voice of his male god talking to him.

………………………

Because of the repeated instructions of Vice Principal Zhao Dongguo, all the cameras took pictures from the back of the classroom, trying to avoid the children's faces, and only took one outline.

Han Chong sang a little highly, playing the guitar while immersing himself in the light melody of "Hey, Hey, Hey".

Obviously, the children listened a little inexplicably, some children tilted their heads, as if some could not appreciate the song, some children were quite serious when they sat down at first, but after sitting for a long time, they knocked on the table uncontrollably, and seemed a little impatient, especially the jumping and passionate melody in "Hey, Hey, Hey", which made them knock on the desks and chairs louder......

Han Chong heard a chaotic noise, he was a little irritable, and pointed at the children with both hands uncontrollably, telling them to be quiet.

Unfortunately, it didn't work, and even a tall and fat child stood up, ignoring the reminders of the teachers next to him, and knocked on the table even more violently.

The guitar stopped.

Han Chong's "Hey, Hey, Hey" finally couldn't be sung.

A thirty-minute class seemed a bit too long for Han Chong.

Nothing went according to his imagination, these children were not cute at all, and they were uncontrollable after hearing the music, and they had the feeling of a group of demons dancing wildly.

Everything seemed to be on the verge of being messed up, and he began to feel a little overwhelmed for a while.

He didn't prepare for classes, didn't know the children, let alone these special children with their own defects, and at the beginning, in order to make this live broadcast more real, they didn't even say hello to the school, he originally thought that everything was very simple, just sing and sing, and these children would listen to him sing together, and then create a warm and happy atmosphere......

And at this moment, he found that everything was over.

One of the teachers hesitated for a moment, seemed to notice something unusual, and took advantage of the gap in the camera to come to Han Chong's ear and say a word.

Teacher Han...... They like softer music, or teach them something softer, such as "Little White Rabbit", a melodic and less stimulating nursery rhyme......

"Oh, then I'm ......" Han Chong nodded, his expression flashed a little sincere, but there was an indescribable sense of irritability in his heart, and this sense of irritability became stronger and stronger.

If he sings a children's song like "Little White Rabbit", what do you want him to come over?

However, no matter how irritable he was, the more sincere and gentle the expression on his face became.

He reminded himself that this time he had to set up a good character in front of the fans, he had to be patient, and he must treat these children as the cutest angels.

He picked up the guitar again.

"Students, then I'll teach you "Little White Rabbit"......"

People always have to succumb to reality, this is the most basic rule of survival, and Han Chong knows this well.

He began to play the light melody of the children's song "Little White Rabbit".

After the guitar melody started, the atmosphere of the whole classroom finally improved a lot, he smiled very brightly, and even improvised the children's song "Little White Rabbit" to add his own understanding of music.

Then, everything was messed up again, and the children, who had been a little calmer, suddenly started to make noise again, and some of the children suddenly cried out with a "wow" after Han Chong sang for a while......

Han Chong's guitar stopped abruptly, and he was stunned again when he looked at the messy classroom again.

The teacher came over again, and after talking to the children, the children were a little better......

Han Chong was stunned on the spot.

When the camera cut to other places, he subconsciously glanced at his agent Jiang He with a plea of help, but saw that Jiang He, who had been very calm on weekdays, was staring at the laptop tightly, his eyes were extremely shocked, as if he had seen something incredible.

What's wrong?

What happened to Brother Jiang?

What the hell is going on?

When he saw Jiang He's expression, he began to panic a little, standing on the podium, looking uneasy, as if facing hell.

……………………

Thirty thousand!

Twenty-nine thousand eight ......

28,000 ......

Twenty-seven thousand!

The live broadcast of 30,000 people is getting smaller and smaller.

Within thirty minutes of class, the 30,000 people had already run to only a few thousand.

Among the thousands, there are almost no one except those die-hard fans.

Jiang He once thought it was Han Chong's teaching problem, but when he saw the following comment "Zhou Yang is also in this school, he is singing, he is really gentle, like my Prince Charming", Jiang He's eyes widened.

Then, he heard a rush of footsteps.

He subconsciously looked up, and he found that most of the media he had invited over stood up and scrambled towards the direction of the music classroom.

Several media outlets even quarreled with the security guards, and the scene was unprecedentedly chaotic, and everyone wanted to rush in, as if they were crazy.

Don't......

When he thought of a possibility, he was shocked!

No way!

It's absolutely impossible!

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