"Hey, why are you here?"
Lin Yue looked at the woman who blocked him at the door of the boys' dormitory, and he didn't expect that she was unexpectedly brave.
"I want you to teach me how to play that piece."
That's right, the person who stopped him was Liangqin, Meng Xiaojun's childhood sweetheart.
"Did Meng Xiaojun ask you to come?"
"No, he doesn't know I'm here to find you."
Liangqin looked at the classmate Lin opposite who had only participated in one reading club, with complicated emotions in her heart.
At first, she hated this person because Meng Xiaojun invested a lot of energy in observing his study and life, and swore that this kid was suspicious. This curiosity and investment affected the relationship between the two of them, but since he played in the reading club, "My Heart Will Go On" greatly changed her impression of him. Just like animals have unique ways of communicating, it is easier for colleagues to understand each other. This is especially true in the field of art. She does not think that a piano player Highly accomplished people can be hopelessly bad people.
In the days that followed, the less Lin Yue went to the reading club, the more she kept thinking about that piece of music. She also discussed with Meng Xiaojun and asked him to contact Lin Yue to see if he could find a time to teach her how to play. However, the answer she received was rejection. , Meng Xiaojun said that she was obsessed with it. It was just a piece of music. It didn't matter if she couldn't play it. There were so many difficult pieces of music in the world, including Liszt's "Fantasia of Bells", "Ghost Fire", Balakirev's "Iran". "Slame", Rachmaninov's "Third Piano Concerto"... Ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of piano players can't play it. Why is she obsessed with that song that steals the spotlight from her boyfriend and makes her His embarrassing and awkward tunes.
Liangqin's answer was that it was different.
Meng Xiaojun said, no, it’s the same.
The two people, who had never blushed before, almost got into a fight.
After that, Liangqin tried to forget about it, but for some reason, she was like a man possessed. During the past six months, she became very irritable every time she played the piano. She would think of "My Heart Will Go On", a piece that she asked all the professionals and was told that she had never heard of it. Then she could no longer play it. Over time, the piano that she loved so much turned into a nightmare for her.
She tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, thought about it for many days, struggled with it for many days, and finally made up her mind to come and find that classmate Lin.
Lin Yue said: "I want to know if I teach you the music, will it make Meng Xiaojun unhappy?"
"Won't."
When she said this, her eyes were a little dodgey, not daring to look at him.
Regarding this detail, Lin Yue understood and understood that "My Heart Will Go On", as the theme song of "Titanic", has an unshakable position on the movie hit list. Even without the film bonus, it would have been It is a phenomenal piece of music. Liangqin started learning the piano at the age of six and did not give up even during the most difficult period. You can imagine her obsession with music. For her, hearing a piece of music that is particularly beautiful is particularly suitable for her. If I had to use one word to describe the music played by the girl, it would be "dream".
"I can teach you." Lin Yue smiled at her: "But you have to promise me one thing."
Liangqin raised his head, as happy as a child who took a bite of marshmallow: "What's the matter? Tell me."
Lin Yue said: "I guarantee that Meng Xiaojun will not trouble me for this matter."
This... is a bit difficult. She can imagine how Meng Xiaojun would react when he heard her playing "My Heart Will Go On". It's not that she hasn't thought about this issue, and it's not that she hasn't struggled with whether the relationship between the two is more important, or the song. Important, after much deliberation, the final result was that luck prevailed - going to her piano teacher's house to learn music and not playing in front of Meng Xiaojun, that would be fine. After graduating from college and going to the United States, there would be no Without Classmate Lin, Meng Xiaojun would naturally reconcile with his former self.
Liangqin raised his hand: "I promise I won't let him harass you about this."
"Okay, you choose the time and place, but it's best to do it on the weekend." Lin Yue patted the book in his hand: "Now I'm going to the library."
She thought that Mr. Lin would be difficult and even reject her request. After all, the relationship between the two of them was very ordinary in the past. She didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. He agreed happily.
"goodbye."
Liangqin smiled and waved, watching him leave. When he was done, he looked around and found that no one was paying attention. He quickly lowered his head and left.
…
Three days later.
The lotus flowers in Weiming Lake are in bloom. Every morning while reading, there will always be a few shouts of joy, such as "Look, it's so beautiful", "It was a flower bud yesterday, and it bloomed after one night"...
Cheng Dongqing got up early because he wanted to accompany Lin Yue to the playground for a run. He said that he lacked exercise and if he continued to be so lazy, he would not be able to do farm work during the summer vacation. However, even a fool could see that he was doing this to please him. Lin Yue, because when it comes to who is most helpful to watch movies, there is no doubt that he cannot straighten his tongue and speak English.
Wang Yang has never been in the habit of getting up early. He is very worthy of his teachers and classmates by not being late for class or going to class to sleep. However, he got up early today for some reason. When Lin Yue and Cheng Dongqing finished their run, they looked at each other. Not red and out of breath, one was almost exhausted, one after another walked up to him. Wang Yang took out the pie and soda bought from the canteen, and proved it with words and deeds under Lin Yue's half-smiling gaze. The phrase "can't afford to be early without profit" is used.
Wang Yang's purpose is very simple. He wants him to find Jenny to work on some new movies. He has watched the ones he is currently using to practice speaking skills for Cheng Dongqing.
After breakfast, Lin Yue returned to his dormitory and took the French textbook he borrowed from a senior sister to attend. When he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around to ask Cheng Dongqing: "Is there a lecture by USA Today today?" ?”
Tu Bie Cheng raised his head and thought for a while: "That's right."
Lin Yue walked back, threw the French textbook on the bedside, and took out an English textbook that could be described as brand new from the bottom of the desk drawer.
Hai Guofu lay down on the bedside and said with a smile: "Brother Yue, won't you skip class today?"
At that time, children in rural areas generally went to school much later than children in cities. Cheng Dongqing was the oldest in the dormitory, followed by Lin Yue. It was right for Hai Guofu to call him "brother".
"No more." Lin Yue said, "I have a question that I would like Professor Dong to answer."
Fresh!
If he has questions, ask Professor Dong for answers? This guy has been here for almost a year. Has he ever listened carefully to a professional class? Not to mention asking questions.
Cheng Dongqing felt something was wrong and was about to ask him what he wanted to do. Hai Guofu pointed to the poster of a beautiful woman on the wall.
"Brother Yue, can you make some Hong Kong movies to show your classmates?"
Yes, first Wang Yang, then Hai Guofu, he knew that things would eventually turn out like this.
"When you memorize the lines in "Gone with the Wind", I will find a way to help you make a new Hong Kong movie."
"real?"
"Of course, I've lied to you before."
Hai Guofu didn't want to stay in bed anymore. He turned over and jumped to the ground. He patted his face and clapped his hands. He took out a white porcelain basin that could be used both for face and feet from under the bed and walked out.
"You...what are you going to do? Lin Yue, I tell you not to mess around."
Cheng Dongqing will always remember the scene where he argued with the teacher who taught Introduction to Germany about the deeds of the iron-blooded prime minister Bismarck, and turned a language class into a history class, which made Professor Wang frightened when he saw him from then on.
"No, no, how is this possible?"
He looked serious when he said this, but Cheng Dongqing always felt that something was wrong.
…
Cheng Dongqing was filled with worry and had been observing Lin Yue's expression, fearing that he would do something outrageous. Fortunately, he had been sitting there very quietly, even turning a deaf ear to Wang Yang's evil behavior of accidentally throwing a paper egg on his head when he saw him coming to class.
Cheng Dongqing breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned his attention to Professor Dong's lecture.
"Racial discrimination in the United States will never be eliminated. If a white man sees three black men entering the elevator at the same time, he will escape from the elevator before the elevator door closes. In the eyes of white people, black people will always be a lazy, ignorant, and barbaric race. What about the Chinese? They should be smart, hard-working, and down-to-earth, but they say that the Chinese have destroyed the job opportunities of local residents..."
Meng Xiaojun, who was sitting behind Cheng Dongqing, looked irritated. He looked at the back of Lin Yue's head, remembering what Han Chaojun said in the morning, and looked at his girlfriend on his right who was concentrating on reading, and stood up suddenly.
"Teacher, have you ever been to the United States? Did what you just said come from this book?"
He patted the textbooks placed on the table.
"Yes, practice is the only criterion for testing truth." Wang Yang finally understood why Lin Yue almost got into a fight with Professor Wang, who taught an introduction to Germany. The movies he watched, the things LUCY told him, and the teacher It was different. He simply felt that with the reform and opening up and the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries, we could no longer use the teaching materials in the previous textbooks. We should keep pace with the times and look at problems from a different perspective.
Meng Xiaojun could only see the back of Lin Yue's head while sitting. When he stood up, he found that he was spinning his pen. This not only made him even more annoyed. This kid had never been interested in English classes. Today he actually came to Professor Dong's class and behaved very badly. Good, what do you mean? Do you agree with Professor Dong? Then he had to sing the opposite tune to him.
"What is the American Dream? It means that everyone is equal in front of the dream. Only the United States in the world can achieve this."
Professor Dong said: "Young man, you are too naive and your ideas are too simple."
Meng Xiaojun took a deep breath: "Teacher, I will find out the answer to this matter myself, and I will definitely go to the United States."
After saying this, he put the book in the creaking nest and walked outside. Wang Yang winked at Cheng Dongqing and was about to follow Meng Xiaojun when an unexpected situation happened.
Lin Yue stood up slowly. While watching the movie, he felt that there was something wrong with both the teacher and the student.
"Meng Xiaojun, I have a question for you."
Meng Xiaojun and Wang Yang stood still after hearing this, and the students around them looked at him curiously.
