The boss was quite surprised to hear that Wang Zuxian was from Shucheng.

"Shu Cheng, I know, your accent doesn't look like it."

The dialects of Shucheng and Jinling both belong to the Jianghuai official dialect, and there are many similarities, so the boss can hear that Wang Zuxian's accent is not like Shucheng's.

"Then I moved, I didn't live there when I was a kid, but I can still understand your dialect."

Wang Zuxian laughed, took off the scarf on his face, took a sip of soup first, and then praised, "It's delicious, it's not at all different from what I imagined, boss, you are really at stake." ”

The owner was also very happy to get the praise from the guests, "It's nothing special, it's all old taste." ”

The proprietress came out of the back kitchen, sat at another table, and said with a smile, "If you like to eat, come more, your boyfriend used to come often, and then went to school in other places, and came less often." ”

"yes, okay."

"We have a lot of students here to eat, and I have an impression that I often come. However, these students are all stubble, and many of them have not been seen again after graduation. It's okay in middle school, but if you go to college next to it, you don't have a lot of people after graduation. ”

"Isn't that for sure, most of the middle school students are locals, and the monks can't run the temple if they can run, and most of the outsiders who go to college come back to eat your bowl of vermicelli." The boss walked to the door of the store, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile.

Wang Zuxian took a bite of the fans, and asked Zhou Yan again, "Third brother, did you go to middle school nearby before?" ”

The proprietress smiled, "He's Jinzhong, and many of their classmates used to like to come to our house to eat." ”

Zhou Yan nodded, "Well, I'm from Jinling Middle School, and the school is not far from here." ”

It is said that it is not far, but in fact there is still a distance, and it takes ten minutes to walk.

But at that time, there were indeed many people in their class who liked to eat here, especially girls.

Although there are a lot of portions in this house, for most high school boys, a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup is really not enjoyable, but for girls, it is just right.

Speaking of Zhou Yan's middle school, the proprietress said with a smile, "At that time, your boyfriend was very popular, and several girls came over with him every day." ”

Hearing the words of the proprietress, Zhou Yan hurriedly said, "Auntie, you have to make it clear, those girls didn't come with me, we all came separately." ”

"It's separate." The hostess nodded.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard the proprietress say, "But if you don't come, they won't come." ”

“……”

"So you were so popular in middle school." Wang Zuxian said with a smile.

At this time, the scarf on Wang Zuxian's face was pulled down, and his head was raised, and the proprietress was obviously stunned when she saw Wang Zuxian's face, "Oops, I feel that you look like a star." ”

Wang Zuxian said with a smile, "Many people say this, saying that I look like that virtuous actor, but I don't feel like it." ”

She turned her head to look at Zhou Yan again, "Do you feel like it?" ”

Zhou Yan pouted, "It's a little bit like it." ”

"I don't know which one it looks like, but it just feels familiar. Hey, what's so good about a big star, I think you're much better looking than a big star. ”

"Well, I think so too." Wang Zuxian smiled and nodded.

……

The proprietress and they like to chat, and after Zhou Yan and they eaten, they didn't rush to leave, and sat and chatted for a while.

After chatting for ten minutes, two more customers came to the store, both girls in their early twenties.

After entering the store, the two girls rubbed their hands and said, "Auntie, don't add two bowls of duck blood vermicelli, don't add chili oil, give us some separately, and we add it ourselves." ”

"Okay."

Business came, and the proprietress began to get busy.

As soon as the two girls entered the door, Wang Zuxian pulled up the scarf and covered his face.

She glanced at Zhou Yan, and then the two stood up, and Zhou Yan shouted to the back kitchen, "Uncle, aunt, let's go." ”

The proprietress stretched out her head and looked out, "Okay, I will come back often when I have time." ”

After Zhou Yan and the others left, the two girls who had just arrived chattered and discussed.

"That one just now seems to be Zhou Yan."

"Really?"

"Well, I see the face."

"Or maybe it just looks like it."

"Isn't Zhou Yan also from Jinling? He's normal here, right? ”

The proprietress heard their discussion and asked curiously, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Zhou Yan, it's our musician who went out of Jinling, and he has been particularly famous recently. Auntie, did that person often come to your house to eat just now? ”

"He used to come a lot when he was in middle school, but then he didn't come much when he went to college."

"Do you know his name, Auntie?"

"If you don't remember, it's not easy to remember your face, how can you remember your name. But I know that he went to university in Yenching later. ”

"Do you want to learn music?"

"Then I don't know."

"Zhou Yan is the book he reads in Yangyin, isn't this right?"

The more they talked, the more they felt that it was Zhou Yan, so the more excited they became.

Then they felt pity.

"I knew I had just talked to him."

When the proprietress heard them say this, she was very curious, "Is he really famous?" ”

"It's very famous, the kind that is famous in foreign countries."

"That's pretty powerful......

……

After Zhou Yan and Wang Zuxian walked out of the store, they found that the snow outside had not become smaller at all, and even had a tendency to get heavier and heavier.

The two held an umbrella and walked along Guangzhou Road.

Jinling Normal University was next to it, and Zhou Yan asked Wang Zuxian, "Do you want to go around the university?" ”

Wang Zuxian shook his head, "I want to go to the middle school you studied in." ”

"Okay, it's not that far anyway."

It's the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and because of the heavy snowfall, there are few pedestrians on the road.

However, when they arrived at the gate of Jinling Middle School, they found that there were quite a lot of people.

"Is school already open?" Wang Zuxian was surprised.

"It's supposed to be the beginning of the third year of high school."

Senior high school students race against time, and the winter vacation time is half a month less than that of the first and second years of high school, and the school generally starts on the seventh and eighth days of junior high school.

The beginning of the seventh year of junior high school means that the evening self-study will come up and go in the evening on the sixth night of junior high school, and the evening self-study has not yet started, and many students are going inside.

There was no curfew at the school, so the two followed the students into the school.

"When I used to go to school here, it wasn't called Jinling Middle School."

"What's that called?"

"Ten in the middle."

"It's better to listen to Jinling Middle School."

"Earlier, it was called Huiwen Academy."

"Listening to it like this, it's a good thing to listen to in Huiwen Academy."

The school is not big, and after a while, the two of them entered the teaching building again.

At this time, it was not yet the official evening self-study, and the students were all playing in the class.

Just after the winter vacation, the students didn't pay attention, and the students didn't see each other for half a month, so they talked a lot.

When he walked to the third class of high school, Zhou Yan pointed to the classroom and said, "I used to study in this classroom. ”

Wang Zuxian looked into the classroom, "The middle schools in the mainland are actually similar to those on Taiwan Island. ”

"When you were in school, did you also study in the evening?"

"Yes, but it won't be too late, and if you don't want to, it's okay."

In fact, high schools in the mainland are also divided into schools, some schools can study until 11 o'clock in the evening, but some schools are released at 9 o'clock.

The two were talking, and suddenly the classroom fell silent.

"Why is it quiet, is it time? I didn't hear the class bell. ”

Zhou Yan looked inside the classroom, the students were sitting very upright, and some students were secretly looking at them.

Seeing their movements, Zhou Yan understood, it is estimated that these students regard him and Wang Zuxian as teachers.

Although the bell for the evening self-study has not yet ringed, the teacher's appearance outside the classroom is still a shock to them.

Zhou Yan suddenly smiled maliciously, "Do you want to play something exciting?" ”

"What's exciting?"

"You've got it."

With that, Zhou Yan straightened his scarf and clothes, and walked into the classroom with his feet raised.

Most of the students did not dare to look up, while some students were more bold, and when they looked up and saw a person with half of their face covered standing on the podium, they were a little puzzled.

I've never seen this teacher.

Zhou Yan coughed lightly and said, "The year is over, and when I come to school, I put my heart away and put more of my mind on studying." I just watched outside for a long time, and a few classmates are eager to use this place as a playground, are these tables and chairs still in the way of your affairs, do you want me to move them all so that you can perform better? ”

"I won't name the specific classmates, just know what you know. If you have the energy, go outside to the playground and don't affect the people who really want to learn in the class. ”

Speaking of which, Zhou Yanyu was heavier and his heart was longer, "You still have one semester to go to the battlefield......

Although the students didn't know Zhou Yan, they didn't dare to come out in the face of Zhou Yan's combo.

Could it be the new teacher this year? Haven't you heard of a change of teacher in any subject?

Or is the old class going to change?

Wang Zuxian saw the appearance of Zhou Yanxun's students in the classroom, and felt funny and embarrassed at the same time.

The third brother is too bad!

Just as Zhou Yan was talking energetically, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked on the other side of the corridor, and he knew that he was an old teacher at a glance.

Seeing the other party, Wang Zuxian was anxious and wanted to report to Zhou Yan in the classroom, but it was not good to move too much.

She could only turn her back and pretend to look at the scenery outside, in a vain attempt to get by.

As the head of the grade, Tian Ping used to walk around the floor when he was approaching the evening self-study to see the situation of each class.

Today is just the first night of self-study, and he knows that the students are not paying attention, so he must also watch it.

However, as soon as I arrived in the corridor, I saw a tall woman who looked "suspicious".

Tian Ping walked over, and before he could ask what the woman was doing, he heard a voice from the third class classroom.

"Baudelaire said that we should be desperate while our heads are hot, but now I only see your body fever, not ......"

Looking at the person who was talking inside, Tian Ping was stunned for a moment.

Who is this?

He knew very well the homeroom teacher and teacher of each class in their grade, this person was not the teacher of the third class at all, and he was not even the teacher of Jinzhong.

It's definitely a sales pitch.

Tian Ping immediately made a conclusion in his heart.

In recent years, occasionally some salespeople have come to the school to sell things to students, such as books, tapes, tapes, tapes, stationery, and even skin care products.

These people are very strategic in selling things, and they like to brainwash the students first, pretending to be for the good of the students. Wait until the students let their guard down, and then carry out moral kidnapping on the students and drive the ducks to the shelves.

And these two people, one is selling inside and the other is looking at the wind outside, both of which are in line with the characteristics of salesmen.

But Tian Ping was a little puzzled, what are these two people selling?

Generally, people who sell things will carry bags on their backs, but neither of them have them, maybe they sell some gadgets that can be put in their pockets?

After listening to a few words, Tian Ping couldn't help but sigh again, the level of sales promotion is really high.

This young man is fluent in speech, eloquent, and especially like a teacher.

When Tian Ping was watching, Wang Zuxian's face was red next to him, oops, it's really embarrassing.

After looking at it for a while, Tian Ping coughed lightly and walked into the classroom.

"Hello—"

Zhou Yanzheng was speaking energetically, and when he heard someone talking, he turned his head.

Seeing the visitor, he was quite surprised and said, "Teacher Tian? ”

Hearing the other party call himself Teacher Tian, Tian Ping was also stunned for a moment, this person still knows me? Could it be that he used to be his own student, but now he is running to work as a salesman?

Suddenly, there was a kind of lament in his heart that he was unfortunate and angry.

Tian Ping was about to say something, but Zhou Yan walked directly off the podium and took him by the arm and walked out of the classroom.

When he arrived outside the classroom, Zhou Yan pulled the scarf down and revealed his whole face, "Teacher Tian, I, Zhou Yan." ”

"Zhou Yan?" Tian Ping's eyes widened.

Tian Ping was originally very impressed by Zhou Yan, on the one hand, because Zhou Yan studied well, and on the other hand, because Zhou Yan was the nephew of Principal Zhou.

Not to mention now, Zhou Yan has become a celebrity, and he has also watched Zhou Yan's movies before.

Zhou Yan graduated from Jinzhong, and the teachers at the school basically knew about it.

"How did you get to school?"

"It's okay to come and shop."

Tian Ping couldn't help but look at Wang Zuxian standing next to him again, "Then what ...... you were just now?"

Zhou Yan scratched the back of his head and smiled, "Didn't I want to tell my junior brothers and sisters about the experience of taking the exam?" ”

Tian Ping laughed, "I also said who it was, teaching students inside, I almost thought you were engaged in sales." ”

After that, Tian Ping grabbed Zhou Yan's sleeve, "Since you're back at school, go to my office and sit down." ”

"I'm ......" Zhou Yan looked at Wang Zuxian.

"Let's do it together."

Zhou Yan sighed, he was strange, how could these elders like to grab people's sleeves.

Seeing that the journey was not good, he said to Wang Zuxian, "Let's go together." ”

"Okay." Wang Zuxian nodded, looking quite happy.

The head of the grade does not have his own office, Tian Ping works in a small office on this floor, there are a total of four people in this office, in addition to Tian Ping, the head of the grade, there are three other subject leaders.

When they arrived, there was no one in the office.

Tian Ping poured tea for Zhou Yan and them, and said, "Ding Meijuan taught you, he is also in this office, but he is now taking the first year of high school and is not here today." ”

"Well, Mr. Ding taught me math for three years."

Ding Meijuan sounds like a female teacher, but she is actually a male teacher, and she is very strict, which belongs to the category where students are more frightened.

Although Zhou Yan's math scores are reasonable, they are worse than other subjects, so he is not less taken care of by Ding Meijuan.

The more Zhou Yan is like this, the more likely he is to attract the attention of teachers.

If a student's grades in all subjects are mediocre, it doesn't matter, but if all other subjects are doing well, only one subject will perform poorly, and the teacher will pay special attention to this subject.

It's not that teachers feel embarrassed, it's just that in their eyes, the worst subjects have the most room for improvement. Other results are good enough, and it is very difficult to improve again, but it is necessary to make up for the shortcomings, which may be fruitful.

"You came to the school, does Principal Zhou know?" Tian Ping asked.

"Didn't you tell him he came to work today?"

"Of course it's here, you should know Principal Zhou's work attitude, he can always be a model worker."

Zhou Yan nodded, the third uncle is a workaholic, he dedicates most of his time to the school, and he will definitely come when the third year of high school begins.

"I just knew that he was dedicated to his work, so I didn't tell him for fear of disturbing his work."

Of course, this is a pretext, he just brought Wang Zuxian to go shopping, so naturally it is impossible to tell the third uncle.

"You just shared your experience with those juniors and sisters, did you introduce yourself?"

"Well, no."

Tian Ping shook his head and smiled, "Then you went in like this." ”

"Well, that's how it went."

"I guess they're still a little blindsided, and they think this is who suddenly came to teach. If you hadn't only shown half of your face, probably some students would have recognized you, and you are still very famous now. ”

"I'm afraid that they will be under pressure to study, so I will let them go."

"With your relaxation, they are under more pressure."

Looking at Zhou Yan up and down, Tian Ping couldn't help but sigh again, "I remember when you were in high school, you were very introverted and didn't play much with other classmates. ”

"I study music, and I don't have much time outside of class."

"There are also many other students in the school who study art and music, but they can use their talents to attract some friends to gather around them."

Zhou Yan shook his head, "Too many people gathered around will affect cultivation. ”

"Influencing Cultivation ......"

This statement is very special, but Tian Ping has no way to refute it.

It is said that art is lonely, Tian Ping didn't believe it before, but now he believes it a little.

The students in the school who have gathered a lot of good friends around them by virtue of their artistic expertise really don't have much talent in the end.

"But you're much more cheerful now, and if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I wouldn't have believed you would have done it."

Hearing Tian Ping's words, Wang Zuxian covered her mouth and smiled beside her, and at the same time, she was also curious about how introverted the third brother used to be.

When the two of them met, Zhou Yan had nothing to do with introversion, and sometimes when he communicated with Tsui Hark and others, he even had a feeling of being an old man.

"People will always change, now that I am a teacher, I naturally need to talk more."

"That's the same, we are teachers, if we are too introverted, we can't do it." Tian Ping took a sip of the teacup, "If you really want to impart the experience of the examination to the junior brothers and sisters, why don't I organize a sharing meeting for you to share in front of the students in the whole grade." ”

"That's still it, in fact, my experience in the entrance examination, they don't apply."

Zhou Yan is an art candidate, first went to the central sound interview, got a slip, and then as long as the college entrance examination score is about the same, he can get on.

When he was admitted to the central sound, there was no pressure at all from beginning to end.

When I went to school for the exam, I didn't encounter any resistance, and I got the school's slip directly.

When it comes to the college entrance examination, not to mention. He himself is in the top few in the class, and his college entrance examination score far exceeds the line of the central sound.

In the last semester, everyone else was nervously reviewing, he didn't have any pressure at all, he just followed the steps every day, and went home to practice the piano and bamboo flute after the normal class.

In the evening self-study, other students were doing test papers, he was reading music textbooks, and he could compose music by himself.

Therefore, his experience is not worth learning from those juniors and sisters at all.

However, Tian Ping waved his hand and said, "It's not for you to share any experience, the main thing is that you are a successful alumnus who walked out of our school, and it is still very effective to come back to cheer them up." ”

Twenty or thirty years of teaching experience has taught Tian Ping one thing, in education, the power of role models is very powerful.

Anyone will say that these teachers have a bunch of extravagant goods in their stomachs.

But the effect of different people is completely different, and successful people, even if they are clichés, are more powerful than ordinary people.

And Zhou Yan is still a young man who is not much older than these students, which is easier for them to resonate.

Zhou Yan thought for a while and said, "Don't be in the whole grade, so let's go to the third class in a while to talk to my classmates, and I teased them for a while just now, which can be regarded as compensation." ”

Hearing Zhou Yan say this, Tian Ping nodded, "No problem, do you want me to prepare some musical instruments for you?" So that when you share, it's a little easier? ”

"What instruments do you have at school?"

"In the music department, except for the organ, there are basically others, but the piano is not easy to move."

Zhou Yan nodded, "Then please ask Teacher Tian to help me get a violin." ”

"No problem, I'll get it for you now."

After speaking, Tian Ping got up and went out, very fast, for fear that Zhou Yan would regret it.

After Tian Ping left, Wang Zuxian said with a smile, "I didn't expect to meet a teacher you know by such a coincidence." ”

"Haha, what's the coincidence, I know too many teachers in this school. If I don't meet Mr. Tian today, there is a high probability that I will meet other teachers. ”

Maybe he will meet the third uncle, Zhou Yan added in his heart.

"When I was caught just now, I was scared to death."

"What's this, it's more exciting next time."

"What's more exciting?"

"Next time I go to your school, I'll find a classroom to teach the students."

"Then if you are caught by the director of discipline, I don't care about you."

"It's okay, I'm still a little famous on Taiwan Island, and someone in your school must be able to recognize it, and this thin noodles are still there."

"Isn't that more embarrassing to pass it on?" Wang Zuxian Nunu mouthed, and asked again, "What did this Teacher Tian teach you before?" ”

"Someone who teaches languages."

"Then you write, Mr. Tian still has a credit."

"Yes."

"He must be very proud, after all, he taught a writer."

"Speaking of which, there are two writers in our class."

"Really?"

"Well, there is a female classmate in our class, named Ling Lan, who is better at studying than me, she was the top liberal arts student in the city that year, she was admitted to Yenching University, and I heard that after graduation, she went to the United States to engage in the writing industry."

Wang Zuxian pursed his lips, "You know quite well about her development." ”

"Champion, naturally pay more attention."

"Your school looks great."

"Naturally, it's my alma mater after all."

If you are in the top few of the class, you will basically step into the threshold of famous schools such as Yanda, Shuimu and Aurora with one foot.

Twenty years later, Jinling Middle School is worse, but Jinling Middle School has been very strong over the years, and the students of Jinling Middle School are well-rounded.

Zhou Yan also learned that some of their students in those classes entered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, some entered the Xinhua News Agency, and some were good at art like him.

After a while, Tian Ping came over with a violin, "It doesn't look like a good piano, I probably need you to tune it." ”

Zhou Yan took the piano and tried it, "It's okay, you should use it often, just fine-tune it." ”

He twisted the knob a few times, and quickly tuned the piano, "Let's go, Mr. Tian." ”

……

After arriving at the third class, Wang Zuxian stayed outside the classroom, Zhou Yan pulled the scarf up, and then followed Tian Ping in.

At this time, the evening self-study has begun, and the students are much quieter.

Seeing Tian Ping bring Zhou Yan in, the students were very curious, when Tian Ping took Zhou Yan away just now, they were confused and didn't know what the situation was.

On the podium, Tian Ping pointed at Zhou Yan and said, "This is your new music teacher this semester, surnamed Zhou, you can just call him Teacher Zhou." ”

As soon as they heard that Zhou Yan was a new teacher and a music teacher, the students were even more confused.

Zhou Yan's impassioned lecture just now is not a political teacher, but also a Chinese teacher, but I didn't expect it to be a music teacher.

You said that you are a music teacher, what kind of chicken blood?

And during the evening self-study, the director of teaching came over to introduce the music teacher to the students, and this music teacher was holding a violin, which was a bit weird no matter how you looked at it.

Zhou Yan hugged the violin and said with a smile, "Everyone, I want more advice from you in the future." ”

"Mr. Zhou is still on probation, and he will give you a section immediately, and then everyone will vote on whether to keep him or not. If he doesn't pass, he will be transferred to another class. ”

After Tian Ping finished speaking, the students were even more confused.

What kind of routine is this?

A music teacher performing live? Are these students the judges? Also voted for him to stay?

Many of them have been in school for five or six years and have never heard of such a thing.

However, looking at Director Tian's serious appearance, it doesn't look like a joke.

"Please be merciful, if I succeed in running for the third class of music teachers, I will invite you to dinner in the future."

Zhou Yan's canvassing behavior made the students laugh all of a sudden.

This new music teacher is quite interesting.

Tian Ping nodded, "Okay, Teacher Zhou will start performing, if you don't pass, you will have to go to other classes in a while." ”

Seeing Tian Ping's serious expression, Zhou Yan secretly gave him a thumbs up, but he didn't expect that Mr. Tian really had a talent for acting.

After Tian Ping stepped off the podium, Zhou Yan first took the violin and bowed to the students, then took a deep breath and put the bow on the string.

When the first piece of music sounded, there was a burst of exclamations among the students.

"It's Kite."

Some students recognized this song, which was the classic soundtrack "Kite" in "Heaven's Reply".

All the students in Jinzhong, without exception, have heard this song, because the school radio often plays Zhou Yan's song.

Zhou Yan's violin level is average, but it is completely sufficient for such an occasion.

The students in the next classroom thought it was radio music when they heard "Kite" at first glance, but after listening carefully, they realized that it was transmitted from the third class.

After "Kite" finished a paragraph, Zhou Yan pulled another "Reunion", and then connected to the cheerful "Wind".

At the end of this skewer, Zhou Yan played another piece of music, and the students had never heard this piece of music.

"What's this?" A student asked.

The other students shook their heads, and they didn't hear it.

But this piece is very good, slightly sad, and a little fatalistic to listen to.

Zhou Yan only played a paragraph of this song, and then stopped.

When he finished the performance, before Tian Ping could speak, some students raised their hands and shouted, "Teacher Zhou, stay and teach our class." ”

The other students also raised their hands.

At this time, Tian Ping finally couldn't help laughing, "Haha, Teacher Zhou, pull off your scarf and let them see who you are." ”

Zhou Yan smiled and pulled down the scarf, revealing his whole face.

A little fat man sitting in the first row suddenly stood up and shouted, "Zhou Yan!? (End of chapter)