"Young man, are you the student who argued with Professor Wang about Bismarck's historical image in German class?"
They are all teachers in the Department of Foreign Languages. It is difficult for Dong Xinmin to know the anecdote about Professor Wang's hot temper and almost got into a fight with a student last year. At his age, he would mostly laugh at students like Meng Xiaojun and Wang Yang, but for The man standing at the door had quite complicated emotions.
Lin Yue looked sideways: "Yes, it's me."
Dong Xinmin said: "I will seriously consider what you said."
Lin Yue smiled and nodded, then turned around and left.
Meng Xiaojun was stunned in the middle of the aisle, neither leaving nor staying, not to mention how embarrassing it was. This reminded him of the scene when he was interrupted by the sound of the piano at the reading meeting last year. He thought that guy was a learning machine, but he didn't expect to say These ideological things were clear and logical, and... seemed to be more convincing than his sensationalism. Even Dong Xinmin, who was stubborn on the podium, gave in.
Why is this happening?
As early as the first time he met Lin Yue, he felt that this person was very suspicious. The encounter at the reading meeting proved his suspicion that "Classmate Lin is hiding something secretly". Judging from what happened today, he still underestimated that guy. . But if you want him to accept Wang Yang's statement that "there are always some people in this world who are beyond your reach", he is not willing to accept it. He is not convinced. He firmly believes that everyone is equal and no one is better than anyone else. That guy just sees it. There are too many miscellaneous books, and my mind goes through two circles more than others.
besides……
Meng Xiaojun looked back at Liangqin and found that she was looking at the door in a daze. There seemed to be a smile at the corner of her mouth, which was both surprise and appreciation, so she felt even more annoyed.
Cheng Dongqing, a country bumpkin, always knew what he was doing. He didn't react until Lin Yue had disappeared, and ran out holding the textbooks on the table.
"Into holly."
A loud shout stopped him.
Cheng Dongqing turned back and met Meng Xiaojun's stern gaze.
"What are you going to do?"
He pointed to the corridor.
"Come back and listen to the class." Meng Xiaojun sat back down with anger.
"oh."
Cheng Dongqing looked at Wang Yang, then at Mr. Meng, responded with a dull voice, and walked back slowly.
"The rest of the time will be spent on self-study." Dong Xinmin did not continue to talk about the problem of racial discrimination in the United States. He closed the book and looked at the students in the audience and said, "You can think carefully about what the classmate just said, because we ourselves are also helpless. avoid the issues of regional discrimination and urban-rural disparity.”
…
Two days later.
Lin Yue looked at the small piece of paper in his hand and shook his head helplessly. He was just teaching a song, but it was like doing underground work.
Dong Dong Dong~
He reached out and knocked on the door.
With a click, the door opened, and a woman in her thirties and wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared on the opposite side.
"Hello." Lin Yue greeted with a smile.
"Who are you?"
As soon as the woman finished speaking, a female voice came from the room: "Teacher Su, is my classmate here?"
Accompanied by brisk footsteps, Liangqin, wearing a pair of red sandals, walked out of the back room. When she saw the person standing outside the door, she said, "You are late."
"This place is so hard to find."
Lin Yue did not expect that Liangqin's piano teacher would live in a dilapidated tube building.
"Come in quickly."
She let him into the room, and then introduced the two of them: "This is my high school music teacher, Su Li, Teacher Su, and this is my college classmate, Lin Yue."
It turned out to be her music teacher in high school, no wonder.
In fact, the profession of teacher also has a chain of contempt. Chinese and mathematics are the absolute main subjects, and they are at the top of the chain of contempt. I believe that every student who graduates from nine-year compulsory education has the experience of having minor courses crowded out by main courses. Not to mention the existence of minor subjects such as music, art, and ideological and political science, which are at the bottom, high school Chinese and mathematics plus liberal arts and sciences are also divided. For this point, just look at the schedule of the Olympic competition.
As a high school music teacher in 1981, it was already pretty good to have a one-bedroom, one-living room in Tongzi Building.
"Hello, Teacher Su."
When Lin Yue was looking at Su Li, Su Li was also looking at him.
Well, not like a bad guy.
If it were a female teacher, she would definitely not think so. Most likely she would think that although the young man is shabbily dressed, he is very energetic and handsome, and the more he looks at him, the more friendly he becomes.
The reason why it was an accident here with Su Li was not that the effect of [Master's Killer LV3] was greatly reduced, but because Su Li had met Meng Xiaojun and knew about their relationship. Now Liangqin invited Lin Yue to her place behind her boyfriend's back. At home, she was worried that her childhood sweethearts would have relationship problems.
Regardless of whether Lin Yue is a mistress or not, it's enough if he doesn't hate her. To say she likes her... is to reject her from the bottom of her heart.
"I heard that you play the piano well?"
Lin Yue said modestly: "I understand a little bit."
Liang Qin chuckled on the side, feeling that Lin Yue and Meng Xiaojun were two extremes. Not only did they understand the song they played at the book club, but they also had a lecture on USA Today the day before yesterday. In just a few words, Dong Xinmin was speechless... In short, this guy was very low-key in ordinary situations. As for Meng Xiaojun, he wished that everyone knew about his excellence. Now it seems that he is so confident that he is blind and arrogant.
"Are you from rural Shanxi?" Su Li asked a second question.
Lin Yue knew why she asked this question. It was a bit unreasonable for rural people to be able to play music that was astonishingly beautiful.
"Yes, I am from Datong, Shanxi."
"Where did you learn piano?"
"Taught by my high school music teacher."
"What's his name?"
"Teacher Su, are you checking your household registration?" Liangqin couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted the conversation between the two.
Su Li said: "I am responsible for you."
Lin Yue was speechless. He said to himself that he just used your piano to teach her to play a piece of music. He said it as if he wanted to take advantage of her. In this movie, only Su Mei has a good figure. To be honest , he really didn’t expect anything to happen with Liangqin, but this teacher Su, the world is really declining, and people’s hearts are not as good as they used to be.
Dirty!
Liangqin could hear the underlying meaning of the music teacher's words. In fact, the two of them had communicated about this matter before. She had already made it clear that she simply wanted to learn that piece of music and did not want Meng Xiaojun to see her thinking wildly. Then they made an appointment to meet at Su Li's house.
It's obviously a very serious matter, but talking about it over and over again seems like an affair.
"Let's go, the piano is in the back room."
Liang Qin cast an apologetic look at Lin Yue, and then the two of them entered the back room one after another.
Directly opposite the door was a wardrobe with an old-fashioned air. Inside was a double bed, with wooden sticks tied around it holding up a mosquito net. Inside were pillows placed in pairs and a towel quilt that could be washed.
There was a piano placed directly opposite the window, covered with a white cloth with red embroidery and tassels. Above it were a pink music box, a doll, and a vase with willow branches.
Liangqin walked over, pointed to the stool in front of the piano and said, "Sit down."
Lin Yue took off his satchel, took out the prepared music score from it, walked over and sat down.
"Try the tone first."
"No, let's get started."
Lin Yue opened the dust cover and was about to play it again when he suddenly realized that Liangqin didn't respond. When he looked up, he found that she was looking at the hand-painted music score on the music stand with a dull look on her face.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"The music score... was drawn by you?"
"That's right." Lin Yue said, "I didn't draw it, could it be you?"
"But...but this is too standard."
The straight staff, the elegant treble and bass clefs, rest shapes, connecting lines and decorative sounds... are just like the printed ones.
"how did you do it?"
Lin Yue knew why she asked this question, but he shrugged and did not answer the question. Instead, he lightly touched the keys and played the vocal music.
The rare melody sounded in his ears. Liangqin suddenly forgot about the music score and stared at the ten dancing fingers on the black and white keys, concentrating on enjoying his performance.
Different from last time at the reading club, this was the nature time that only belonged to her.
Su Li was washing rice in the shared kitchen when she heard the sound of the piano coming from the room. She quickly put the rice in the pot and put it on the coal stove. While wiping her hands on her apron, she walked quickly back to the room and stood in the back room and living room. Looking at the two figures sitting in front of the window at the door, I couldn't help but feel my heart tremble, and I had some indescribable feelings, let alone good or bad.
But she woke up quickly, glanced at the dial on her wrist, and found that it was time to pick up the child.
I originally wanted to say something, but when I saw the scene in front of the window, I put my thoughts back in my stomach, slowly exited, opened the door and left.
…
When Su Li came back, the sound of the piano had stopped, and Lin Yue was explaining to Liang Qin how to play the piece.
"The melody of this piece is very soothing and easy to learn, but it still takes some effort to master it."
"But to be honest, it is more suitable for wind instruments than piano for solo use."
"..."
"cough……"
Su Li interrupted the conversation between the two people in the back room with a slight cough: "Liangqin, come out for a moment. I have something to say to you."
"Oh." Liangqin smiled apologetically and followed the music teacher out of the room.
After the two left, Lin Yue stood up to sort out the music score. At this time, there was a soft rustling sound behind him. He turned around and saw a man with a red scarf around his neck, a small white skirt with ruffles and flat sandals. The little girl with a little blush was holding the door frame with both hands, pouting, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Kid, why are you crying?"
