Ye Zhen is a clear-minded person, Fan Jianxin wrote songs for himself, and it stands to reason that there is no need to go through the hands of others. Moreover, this person is also a teacher who teaches music, so there must be something strange about this.

She said to Ms. Sotoko, "This song ...... Perhaps, I still have to ...... Modify it, it's not suitable for you to copy ......"

"This song has been written to perfection! Whether it's a word or a song, there is no need to revise it at all. I'll transcribe it, what's not suitable for ......"

Ye Zhencai didn't give Mr. Zeng Fujiko face, reached out and grabbed a few pieces of stave paper with song scores written on it from his hand, said "thank you", stopped talking to him, turned around and left.

"Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen...... Anyway, we're old neighbors......"

Totoko was left behind him to shout.

Dozens of minutes ago......

As soon as Fan Jianxin left middle school, he came to the music teacher's office. He wanted to ask the music teacher for a few stave papers, so that he could write songs and give them to Ye Zhen.

Only Mr. Zeng Fujiko was in the office, and Fan Jianxin walked into the office and set up with him.

"Mr. Zeng, I heard that you are preparing to release a record recently?"

"Oh, it's a criminal...... Fan boy, it's been a long time since I've seen you come to school. ”

Zeng Fujiko was cleaning up his desk and preparing to get off work, and a little boy he knew came in, he couldn't remember his name for a while, he only remembered his nickname.

"What's the matter, I'm a lonely and unknown person, who asked me to make a record? Even if you pour it, you can't sell it......"

Zeng Fujizi, a descendant of a Shanghai giant, has been a musician who has studied vocal and instrumental music since he was a child. The third class of high school students, the first batch of Shanghai educated youths who were sent to Luohe Province. Because of his poor family background, he was repeatedly rejected by the department that recruited actors, and finally became a teacher in school.

It can be said that he is a singer and musician who was delayed by the times, or that he was born at the wrong time and missed the good era of pop music outbreaks.

This is Fan Jianxin's evaluation of him from the perspective of a reborn.

In a few years, with the popularization of cassette recorders and televisions in ordinary people's homes, China will usher in the first explosion of pop music......

However, it was not until the 90s that Mr. Zeng Fujiko, who did not know which tendon was sober or said that he was wrong, resigned from his profession as a teacher in his forties, formed a band with others, and went on tour in southern cities.

It's a pity that Zeng Fujiko's best years have passed at that time, even if he has a good voice and a good musical talent, he will inevitably be unknown and unknown to everyone.

There is never a shortage of talent in this world, and what is often lacking is opportunity.

Fan Jianxin liked to play the guzheng and had private contact with Zeng Tengzi, and when he saw that Zeng Tengzi was in a hurry to leave, he put away the compliments and said, "Teacher Zeng, can you give me a few pieces of stave paper?" ”

"Oh, what do you want to do that?"

"I created a song...... Fan Jianxin glanced at Zeng Fujiko's somewhat impatient look, squeezed out a mysterious smile on his little face, and said, "I'm going to give it to a girl, I want to ...... I want to ask her to criticize and correct...... This, you get the idea. ”

Zeng Fujiko is about thirty-four or five years old, although he has never been married, he has also had a girlfriend, how can he not know the implied meaning of Fan Jianxin's words?

"You're still young, you should focus on studying......"

Fan Jianxin asked him for stave paper, and he was very surprised!

Unexpectedly, the little boy in front of him, who had a bit of literary temperament, kept saying that he wanted to create songs, and as an educator, he muttered such a sentence.

Of course, he thinks that Fan Jianxin is at most a whim, scribbling, and he doesn't believe that he can create any songs. He didn't want to give Fan Jianxin a stave paper, but when he saw Fan Jianxin, he refused to give up if he didn't achieve his goal.

He still gave Fan Jianxin a few pieces of stave paper.

Fan Jianxin saw that there was a black dipping pen on the table, which was the most handy for writing staves, so he grabbed the pen and wrote quickly on the table.

When Fan Jianxin's "little tadpole" jumped and swam on the stave paper, it almost shocked Mr. Zeng Fujiko's jaw.

People in the modern era generally use simple notation to write songs, and he only teaches simple notation in the classroom, but this little boy actually wrote a beautiful stave!

He originally wanted to go, but Fan Jianxin's vivid "little tadpole" seemed to have magic power, so he couldn't move!

At this time, he still didn't believe that Fan Jianxin could write any good songs, but his curiosity led to stay by Fan Jianxin's side.

This little boy actually wrote an English song!

“I will run I will climb I will soar.

I'm undefeated.

Jumping out of my skin pull the chord，

Yeah I believe it.

The past is everything we were don't make us who we are！

so I'll dream until I make it real and all I see is stars.

It's not until you fall that you fly……”

The general meaning of Chinese is:

"I run, I climb, I fly.

Never say never.

Break free from the shackles, pluck the strings,

yes, I'm convinced.

History determines the past, but it can't determine you and me now, so I don't relax!

Until dreams come true, until you see the stars shine.

No longer afraid of falling, until the moment of spreading your wings and flying high......"

Zeng Fujiko was fluent in English and could understand a rough idea, so he hummed the tune. This time, he was completely shocked! The beautiful melody of the song touched him and made him unable to extricate himself.

"Good song! Good song! …… Who wrote this song? ”

Of course, he didn't believe that Fan Jianxin could write such a beautiful melody, and he didn't believe that people of Fan Jianxin's age could write such persevering and never-say-die unforgettable lyrics, and it was also in English.

He took it for granted that this song was copied by Fan Jianxin from a song written by a foreign singer.

"The lyrics of this song...... It's all created by me. Fan Jianxin said shamelessly.

"You created it?! …… Hmph, I don't believe it. ”

"Really!" As a plagiarist of the future, Fan Jianxin does not have the slightest psychological burden.

"Pull it down, you can make such a beautiful tune? Can you write such powerful lyrics? ……”

"Yes, I wrote the lyrics and songs."

Fan Jianxin thought to himself, Teacher Zeng Fujiko is knowledgeable.

Judging from Mr. Zeng's reaction, this popular song in later generations is obviously able to transcend time and space and be accepted by people today.

It is said that Huawei spent tens of millions of dollars for the copyright of this song, not to mention in this era when the ban on music has just begun to be lifted!

Music is alive and can resonate across time and space.

Fan Jianxin wrote this song in more than ten minutes; was entangled by Zeng Fujizi for more than ten minutes.

Zeng Fujizi wanted to copy a copy, but Fan Jianxin didn't agree, saying that this song represented his heart, and the person who gave it hadn't seen it yet, how could he copy it for others?

In the end, Zeng Tengzi had to take the song sheet and send it to Ye Zhen, but Fan Jianxin didn't copy it for him, he wanted to copy it from Ye Zhen.

Zeng Fujizi thought that Ye Zhen was a fellow villager in Shanghai with him, and he would always give some face.

Fan Jianxin couldn't help it, thinking about it, it was okay, if he rushed to the cafeteria at this time and handed the song to Ye Zhen, it would cause misunderstanding among others and cause Ye Zhen's psychological burden.

What's more, at this time, Erhezi is afraid that he is in the snack bar at the school gate, and he is in a hurry.

After Ersunzi entered the class, he was reluctant and unhappy at the beginning, and soon became like a fish in water...... Because, he has money.

Fan Jianxin restricted his dress, forbade him to wear beautiful clothes, but did not restrict him from carrying a watch and carrying a thick pile of RMB in his pocket......

He not only has high-end cigarettes in his pocket, but also a high-end windproof lighter made on Hong Kong Island.

He made an appointment with a few classmates who got along with him and said that he would invite them to eat at the snack bar at the school gate at noon.

Of course, it was impossible for him not to invite Fan Jianxin.

Fan Jianxin didn't have much to say about Ersunzi's showmanship, and besides, he hadn't gone to the cafeteria to buy a meal ticket...... I agreed.

Teacher Zeng Fujiko's ability to entangle people is stronger than that of children, Fan Jianxin couldn't stand being pestered, so he took the song sheet to find Ye Zhen. This is not a matter of principle, as for whether Ye Zhen is willing to copy Zeng Fujiko, that is Ye Zhen's business.

He rushed to the snack bar......

"Cheap! Why the fuck did you get here?! Let me wait until now......"

As soon as Fan Jianxin walked into the door of the snack bar, he heard a shrill complaint, and then heard a scolding echo.

Fan Jianxin didn't expect that his young skin would be so unpopular!

He glanced at the five men and two women sitting around the round table, and took the lead in complaining about him was a boy named Chongkui, who looked dark and had a bad face.

Fan Jianxin has no impression of his later life, and the girl sitting next to him is called Ji Yalan, a girl with mediocre appearance and mediocre qualifications, Fan Jianxin remembers.

After graduating from high school, she joined the sugar and liquor company as a salesperson. After Fan Jianxin worked, he could occasionally meet her at the sugar and liquor store where she worked. She lived an ordinary life, holding her grandson before she was fifty years old.

"Keep your mouth fucking clean! …… This is my most admired new brother, like a new parent. it! …… If anyone is disrespectful to him, I will be anxious with him! Erhezi stood up, his small eyes showing a fierce light, and roared at everyone.

Then, he greeted Fan Jianxin and said, "Brother Xin, I'm sending you, come and sit down." ”

I don't know when, Erhezi's title Fan Jianxin was changed from "Xinzai" to "Xinge".

Fan Jianxin originally wanted to get angry, but now he really can't stand having such a bad breath classmate, and when he saw Erhezi say this, he couldn't find an excuse for a while.

But I was thinking in my heart, when is it necessary to stand up in the class, and I can't let a bunch of little kids be bullied?

However, these people in front of them are too weak and not qualified to stand up.

Erhezi ordered the food to be served, and most of these people came to satisfy their hunger. Erhezi is now a 100,000-yuan billionaire, and he is very willing, and as soon as the greasy dishes are served, everything is ...... It's all turned into eating.

In this era of food scarcity, everyone only bowed their heads and ate like a tiger, like a wolf, like a tiger, and even the two girls were not to be outdone, and feasted.

With the delicious meal, all of them are red and radiant......

The unpleasantness that happened just now is like it didn't happen.

Erhezi wanted to drink, but Fan Jianxin glanced at him, and he didn't dare to make another time. When he saw that everyone was eating happily, he was afraid of suffering, so he also ate it in large gulps. Just ate a few chopsticks, and saw Fan Jianxin sitting still, Erhezi was a little frightened and slapped himself in the mouth.

"Brother Xin, I'm sorry......"

"What are you sorry for? …… Am I so stingy? ”

Fan Jianxin looked at the leftovers on the table and completely lost his appetite. Seeing that the time is not early, ask the waiter to cook a bowl of shredded pork noodles for himself, tell him to put more greens and chili peppers, and beat two poached eggs.

- That's enough nutrition.

Since his rebirth, he has been strictly controlling his diet, and he doesn't want to eat the "three highs" early.

He wants to keep a good body and enjoy the beautiful life brought about by reform and opening up.

"Brother Xin, don't you like to eat chili peppers? Why don't I order a few more dishes? ”

Fan Jianxin waved his hand, snorted coldly and did not speak.

Everyone looked at each other when they saw this!

In their impression, Fan Jianxin has always been Erhezi's follower, why did the relationship between the two of them reverse?

……

In the afternoon, Ye Zhen saw Fan Jianxin again, and seemed to have something to say, but she stopped talking...... Xiao Nizi's face was a little excited and a little bloody. The whole person, just like everything in the mid-spring season in front of him, is full of vitality.

At the end of the first class, Ye Zhen was called to the office by the English teacher, and when she came back, she was a little embarrassed, looking at Fan Jianxin's eyes very strangely, as if she was studying an unknown creature......

Fan Jianxin guessed that it might be that the English test paper was corrected, and Ye Zhen's grades were not as high as her own, so Teacher Wang Xin went to talk to her.

……

Time never stops, and I don't feel like it's time for evening self-study.

For Fan Jianxin, he was a little uncomfortable at first school, after all, he hadn't sat in the classroom from morning to night like this for many years, which was really a chore.

He secretly laughed at himself, is it really necessary to suffer this sin?

When he was about to study next night, Ye Zhen quietly handed him a note......