Chapter two hundred and ninety-two as long as ordinary
The sun shines through the window and shines on a corner of the classroom.
It showed a handsome profile.
The gentle sound of the piano echoed in the classroom, a melody she had never heard before.
Her eyes widened.
Zhou Yang?
No, it can’t be Zhou Yang!
Why did Zhou Yang appear here?
but……
"Perhaps far away or yesterday
here or on the other side
A long road filled with joys and sorrows
People gather and people disperse…”
When Xiao Chen heard the singing, he immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound, but deep inside he was shocked.
That's Zhou Yang's voice!
Next to him, the hands of the media person holding the equipment trembling during the live broadcast, and his face was shocked.
He seemed to have seen the most incredible scene in the world.
He bit his lip tightly, trying not to make any sound, even breathing carefully, for fear of disturbing anything.
That's Zhou Yang!
Yes, it’s definitely Zhou Yang!
Last year, he attended Zhong Yanhong's farewell concert and listened to Zhou Yang and Zhong Yanhong's duet. He was very sure that it was Zhou Yang's voice.
Why did Zhou Yang appear here? How did he appear here!
Why?
There was a turbulent wave in his heart, and when he looked at everything in the music classroom, he felt that everything around him felt unreal.
Zhou Yang is playing the piano.
He is not a very good player. Like most celebrities in the entertainment industry, his piano skills can only be said to be average, but he plays very smoothly.
His voice is very gentle, as if peeling off the strong outer shell of his body, and presenting the softness deep in his heart in front of everyone. While singing softly, he seems to be lamenting his fate, telling a touching story, and it also seems like a monologue.
, elucidating the meaning of life...
Click!
The photographer seemed to have stepped on something, and there was a breaking sound. As the sound rang out, Xiao Chen's heart trembled. After glancing at the embarrassed photographer, he looked nervously inside the window.
fine!
Zhou Yang seemed to be immersed in the song, playing the piano seriously, and did not hear any sounds from outside.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let go of right and wrong to know the answer
brave to live
No aura of God
You and I were born ordinary..."
There is a blackboard behind Zhou Yang. On the top of the blackboard, the four-character song title "As Long as Ordinary" is neatly written.
Below these four words are sections of lyrics and music scores.
After Xiao Chen read the lyrics, his eyes widened.
The title of the song is unfamiliar, and the lyrics are also unfamiliar, but there is a weather-beaten flavor between the lines, which is very heavy.
What song is this?
Have not heard……
Is it a new song?
Why is he singing a new song here and what is he going to do?
Except for the light in the window, the rest of the classroom is quite dark. Why not turn on the lights?
Then Xiao Chen seemed to notice something and subconsciously turned his head.
She felt that there seemed to be some people standing opposite Zhou Yang, but because she did not dare to disturb Zhou Yang, and she did not dare to let the camera zoom too much, Xiao Chen could not see who those people were.
She didn't know if it was Zhou Yang's voice or the song, but she instinctively felt an indescribable low and uncomfortable feeling.
Then, she saw the piano sound stopped and Zhou Yang's singing also stopped abruptly.
what happened?
Has it been discovered?
Both Xiao Chen and the media person were shocked and subconsciously shrank back.
"Classmate Xiao Shitou, please sing this part and I will accompany you."
"Zhou, Teacher Zhou, I, I..."
"It's okay. You come and sing. It doesn't matter whether you sing well or not. Sing it boldly. There is no one else here."
"In the letter, didn't you say you had a dream to sing?"
"..."
Xiao Chen and the media person heard Zhou Yang say this to the darkness on the other side of the classroom.
Then, they heard the sweet piano sound again.
“Recognizing Regret in Heartbreak
Life is long and short..."
Along with the music, they heard a childish voice that was green but full of nervousness.
The singing was stumbling, and Zhou Yang's piano also slowed down to match the speed of the voice, as if trying to bring out her voice.
"The beating heart grows vines
Willing to fight for danger..."
The voice was still very nervous. At the same time, the nervous voice was filled with endless sobs. Xiao Chen vaguely seemed to hear the owner of the voice cry.
"It's okay, take your time, you sing very nicely..."
Xiao Chen heard Zhou Yang's earnest voice of encouragement. Along with these waves of encouragement, the trembling singing voice began to slowly calm down.
"Falling into darkness and into the abyss
Face covered with dirt..."
When the voice sang this line, Xiao Chen didn't know what was going on, and his nose felt sore. This voice seemed to be full of complex emotions that made people go numb.
She even felt that she had never heard such a moving voice.
Then, the piano sound suddenly stopped again.
"Classmate Little Mantou, you sing this next part... Just like Classmate Xiao Shitou, don't be in a hurry, sing slowly, it doesn't matter how well you sing..."
Zhou Yang raised his head, still looking in the dark direction, but with a smile on his face: "You said in your letter that you want to sing out the voice in your heart, then try to sing that voice out..."
Zhou Yang's voice was gentle and full of encouragement.
In the corner outside the house, Xiao Chen felt that his heart was about to melt, as if this was the voice of his male god speaking to him.
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Because of the repeated instructions from Vice Principal Zhao Dongguo, all the cameras shot the scene from the back of the classroom, trying to avoid the children's faces and only taking a silhouette.
Han Chong sang in a high voice, playing the guitar while immersed in the brisk melody of "Hey Hey Hey".
Obviously, the children were a little baffled by what they heard. Some children tilted their heads and seemed to be unable to appreciate the song. Some children were quite serious when they sat down at first, but after sitting for a long time, they began to knock uncontrollably.
They banged on the table, looking a little impatient, especially the jumping and passionate melody in "Hey Hey Hey", which made them knock on the desks and chairs even louder...
Han Chong heard bursts of messy noises. He was a little irritated when he was singing so high that he pointed at the children uncontrollably and asked them to be quiet.
Unfortunately, it had no effect. One tall and fat child even stood up and knocked on the table even more violently, ignoring the reminders of the teachers next to him.
The guitar sound stopped.
Han Chong finally couldn't sing "Hey Hey Hey" anymore.
The thirty-minute course seemed a bit too long for Han Chong.
Nothing went as he imagined. These children were not cute at all, and they lost control after listening to the music, and they actually felt like a group of demons dancing wildly.
Everything seemed to be on the verge of being messed up, and he began to feel a little at a loss for a moment.
He had never prepared lessons, never understood the children, let alone these special children with their own defects. In order to make this live broadcast more real, they did not even say hello to the school. He originally thought everything was simple.
, sing casually, these children will listen to him sing along, and then create a warm and joyful atmosphere...
And at this moment, he realized that everything was over.
One of the teachers hesitated for a moment, seeming to notice something strange. Taking advantage of the break in the camera, he came to Han Chong's ear and said something.
"Teacher Han... they like softer music. How about teaching some softer music, such as "Little White Rabbit", a children's song with a light melody and less irritating..."
"Oh, then I..." Han Chong nodded, his expression flashed with sincerity, but there was an indescribable irritability in his heart, and this irritability became stronger and stronger.
If it's a children's song like "Little White Rabbit", then why do you want him to come over?
However, no matter how irritated he was, the expression on his face became more sincere and gentle.
He reminded himself that this time he came here to establish a good character in front of his fans. He had to be patient and treat these children as the cutest angels.
He picked up the guitar again.
"Classmates, let me teach you "Little White Rabbit"..."
People must always succumb to reality. This is the most basic law of survival, and Han Chong knows this well.
He began to play the brisk melody of the children's song "Little White Rabbit".
After the guitar melody started, the atmosphere in the entire classroom finally improved a lot. He smiled brightly and even improvised an improvisation of the children's song "Little White Rabbit", adding his own understanding of the music.
Then, everything was messed up again. The children who were calmer suddenly started to make noise again. Some children suddenly cried "Wow" after Han Chong sang for a while...
Han Chong's guitar sound stopped suddenly, and he was confused again when he looked at the messy classroom again.
The teacher came over again, and after saying something to the children, the children felt a little better...
Han Chong was stunned on the spot.
When the camera cut to other places, he subconsciously glanced at his agent Jiang He with a pleading look, but he saw that Jiang He, who had always been very calm on weekdays, was staring at the laptop with extremely shocked eyes, as if
I saw something incredible.
What's wrong?
What's wrong with Brother Jiang?
What happened?
When he saw Jiang He's expression, he began to panic a little. He stood on the podium with an uneasy expression, as if he was facing hell.
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Thirty thousand!
Twenty-nine thousand eight...
Twenty-eight thousand...
Twenty-seven thousand!
Thirty thousand people watched the live broadcast, but the number of people is getting smaller and smaller.
Less than thirty minutes into the class, 30,000 people had already left and only a few thousand remained.
Among the thousands of people, there were almost no one except those die-hard fans.
Jiang He once thought it was Han Chong's teaching problem, but when he saw the following comment: "Zhou Yang is also in this school, he is singing, he is really gentle, like my Prince Charming", Jiang He stared.
Big eyes.
Then, he heard bursts of rapid footsteps.
He subconsciously looked up and found that most of the media he had invited stood up and rushed towards the music classroom.
Several media outlets even got into a quarrel with the security guards. The scene was unprecedentedly chaotic. Everyone wanted to rush in, as if they were going crazy.