"It's really him. He defeated the old principal and defeated the vice principal. This guy finally got what he wanted."
"Isn't it? I just don't know if students are still so strict now. Speaking of which, when we were in high school, only Qi Xiaoxiao..."
She didn't finish her words, because her cell phone rang, so she picked it up, put it to her ear and listened for a while, then covered the phone and said, "Xiao Qiang said someone brought it."
"Tell them to come to me in the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3."
"good."
Lin Yue took advantage of Chang Mingxia to reply to Xiaoqiang and walked towards the slightly dilapidated old building opposite.
Although the walls are freshly painted, and the signs on the exterior walls are painted with bright slogans, such as "Confidence creates miracles, hard work writes myths", and "Knowledge changes destiny, the present determines the future", but the whole building is full of the age of the bones. Feelings cannot be changed.
In the corridor leading to Class 2 of Grade 3, Newton, Edison, Einstein, Madame Curie... all sat upright, looking at the people walking in front of them with serious faces.
"Well, the photo was pretty good..."
Chang Mingxia was talking about the portraits of Lin Yue and Xia Luo. Although their achievements in the field of science and technology cannot be compared with those before them, in Xihong City No. 7 Middle School, their inspiring effect is far greater than that of these historical celebrities.
"Look at these titles, 'Youngest Member of the Writers' Association', 'Best-Selling Author', '1998 College Entrance Examination Winner', 'The Most Imaginative Young Writer', 'Father of Internet Literature'... I doubt they would write all of them" Well, this page is simply not enough, and there is also Charlotte, if he knew that the school ranked your profile ahead of his, his lungs would probably burst with anger."
Lin Yue said: "I am a college student who passed the examination of No. 7 Middle School. If his portrait is placed in front of me, what will the students think? Those who drop out of school are more respected than those who study hard. Come on, everyone should stop studying. Go write songs.”
"Study seriously? You said you study seriously?" Chang Mingxia seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. She laughed so hard that her branches trembled. She was smaller than the average person when she was in high school. She is supposed to be 31 this year. But this smile seems to be five or six years younger.
"I am the top scorer in the college entrance examination in our province. Is there anyone who has surpassed me in so many years? If you were a teacher, how would you describe me to the students? Do you neglect your work and write every day, or do you realize your shame and study hard and soar to the top?"
"..." When she talked about this, she looked unhappy. She studied so hard back then and only got admitted to Liaoning University. This guy spent all his junior year in high school writing, but he got 740 points in the college entrance examination and became the top scholar. Well, after all, everyone thought that he would enter a top university like Peking University and Tsinghua University for further study. Who would have thought that he would turn around and enter Northeastern University? In his words, he misestimated his scores, but this statement also deceived outsiders and classmates. Everyone knows that he wants to enter the same school as Qiu Ya------A person who can score 740 points in the exam will not be able to estimate which grade of university his college entrance examination score can apply to by referring to the standard answers? Is it possible!
"I still can't figure out how you passed the exam, 740. Who do you want to piss off?"
"If I said that if I take the college entrance examination now, I can still get this score, do you believe it?"
Chang Mingxia glared at him fiercely: "Are you such a childish person?"
Lin Yue ignored her and pushed open the door to the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3. The blackboard was no longer the original frosted glass blackboard, but replaced with an advanced touch-screen blackboard. The room had air conditioning and a water dispenser, and the tables and chairs were also equipped with double tables. The wooden seat becomes an ergonomically designed desk and chair set.
"Teacher Wang is really willing to spend money."
"Who says it isn't?"
Lin Yue sat down on the seat near the door, patted the tabletop, and couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the renovated classroom. At this time, there was a knock on the door. The two of them turned around and saw that assistant Xiao Qiang was bringing a A man with a bruise on the right side of his face walked in.
"Mr. Lin, we have brought the person you are looking for."
Lin Yue nodded and waved his hand to the side. Xiao Qiang obediently stepped aside to let the man behind him go.
"Are you the talent show singer who was injured by Charlotte?"
The man with single eyelids and small eyes nodded: "Yes, it's me."
"May I have your name."
"My surname is Zhou, Jay Chou."
"Oh, my surname is Lin, and my last name is Yue."
"Hello."
Obviously, coming from TW, he doesn't know the meaning of this name.
"Mr. Zhou, do you know where this place is?"
Jay Chou took a look at the sign of Grade 3 and Grade 2 hanging at the door and shook his head.
Lin Yue said: "This is Charlotte's alma mater, and it is also my alma mater."
"No wonder."
Jay Chou thought of the portrait of Charlotte in the corridor, and suddenly realized that he is the godfather of the music industry, and his alma mater will definitely be proud of him: "Mr. Lin, you brought me all the way to Xihong City, didn't you just take me to visit Charlotte? Alma mater, right?”
"I heard you say on the TV show that you always felt like you were living in his shadow."
"Yes, I usually write songs, but I am always dissatisfied after writing them. They would even say that I copied Charlotte's songs, so I came to the mainland to participate in Good Voice, hoping to find a way to break through myself. , but I never thought he would be this kind of person, and he beat me up just because I sang a cover of his song."
Anyone could hear the resentment in his words.
Also, if you cover an idol's song and get beaten by the idol, it's hard for anyone to let go of this matter.
Lin Yue smiled and said: "Do you think he beat you because you changed his lyrics randomly? NO~"
"why?"
Jay Chou's curiosity was suddenly piqued.
"It's because you are the only one who can possibly surpass him. In other words, he is jealous of his talents."
"No..."
Some people indeed say that his singing style is similar to that of Charlotte, but no one has ever said that he can surpass Charlotte: "I think you didn't understand what I just said. I write songs, but what I write is just picking on people's wisdom. He was like a huge mountain, weighing me down."
Lin Yue smiled, stood up and walked to his side, patted his shoulder and stretched his hand to the side.
Chang Mingxia opened the zipper of her handbag, took out a few pieces of music sheet and handed them over.
"Let's see."
"This...this is..." Jay Chou looked at the music, hummed a few words in a low voice, and his expression became very exciting.
Lin Yue and Chang Mingxia looked at each other and smiled: "It's been so long, it seems that people have forgotten that I can also write songs."
After speaking, he turned around and handed another agreement to Jay Chou.
"You...what do you mean?" He was stunned by the content of the agreement.
"What do you mean? Of course it means literally. It's written in black and white. Can't you read it yourself?"
Lin Yue said it literally.
Literally, I wrote songs for him unconditionally, but he had to keep it a secret and not reveal the source of the songs.
In other words, Lin Yue wanted to give him his work for free.
Others would love to sign their name on the song introduction page, but this guy wants nothing and is willing to work as free labor.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
"What do you want to do?" Lin Yue pondered for a moment and said, "I want to give my old classmates a big surprise. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"But why did you choose me?"
"Don't you want revenge?"
"Yes I do."
Of course he thought that being beaten by Charlotte in front of the entire audience and instructors at the recording site, and not only not even a word of apology, but also a banning order was issued against him, this was not only outrageous, but also quite hateful.
"That's right." Lin Yue conjured a limited edition Parker pen out of nowhere: "Sign it."
This time he did not hesitate, took the pen and signed his name in the lower right corner of the agreement.
Five minutes later, Xiaoqiang took Jay Chou out of the classroom. Lin Yue also got up and walked out, but instead of going downstairs, he came to the end of the corridor and looked through the window at the staff dormitory area to the north that had been demolished and converted into a building. The ground sighed.
Chang Mingxia walked up to him, looked at the buildings in the distance and asked: "Miss her?"
After a long while, Lin Yue nodded: "Yes."
