1990: Starting from Baojia Street

Chapter 1 No. 43 Baojia Street

1990, late June.

In the afternoon of early summer, a gust of wind blew from a distance. As soon as it arrived at No. 43 Baojia Street, the wind became lazy. It waded lazily through the alley and passed the words "Central Conservatory of Music" on the door. Finally, It blew into the yard and stirred up the already restless poplar leaves.

Under the shade of a tree, Zhou Yan lay on his back on a bare stone, listening to the restless afternoon music. In the corridor on the left, several young and beautiful female students were practicing their babbling, occasionally humming something like The popular song "Sweet Honey".

Bach and Beethoven occasionally floated out of the piano room in the distance, floating in the air, looming, and disappeared before Zhou Yan could catch them.

Unable to catch Bach and Beethoven, Zhou Yan could only honestly catch the "Sweet Honey" played by his female classmates.

Just when he was immersed in this "extreme sound", a loud cry sounded in his ears, "Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan!"

Zhou Yan turned sideways and squinted his eyes in the direction of the sound. A 27-year-old man wearing a white shirt walked quickly toward him.

The man's two shouts seemed to have special power. They not only drove away Bach and Beethoven, but also "Sweet Honey" and the lazy wind hovering on the branches.

"Brother Guoping."

Zhou Yan turned over and sat up helplessly and responded.

The man's name is Jia Guoxun, and he is Zhou Yan's roommate. They are both grade 87 students of the Composition Department of the Central Conservatory of Music, but they are seven years apart.

Jia Guoping worked in a workplace before, and went to the Jinxi Drama School to study for a few years, and then was admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music. Therefore, he was older, and most of his classmates in the class would call him brother.

Zhou Yan's call "Guoping Brother" was a bit awkward, because half a month ago he was a Chinese teacher in a key middle school living in 2023, almost no longer confused, and living a peaceful life.That night, he was correcting students' compositions. He just took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes before arriving at the Central Conservatory of Music in 1990 and becoming Zhou Yan, a third-year composition student.

In this world, Zhou Yan got seriously ill in April and missed a lot of classes, so he took a leave of absence from school.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan's illness was cured just after the formalities for suspension of school were completed. Teachers and classmates all said that Zhou Yan's illness came and went away inexplicably.

Jia Guoping walked over and took Zhou Yan's arm: "Come with me quickly. Director Shi is looking for you. I didn't see you in the dormitory, so I knew you must be here."

Looking at Zhou Yan's dazed look, Jia Guoping also sighed secretly. Since half a month ago, Zhou Yan has become very strange. He will run to the south whenever he has something to do, either sleeping in the shade of a tree or staring at a pile of stones. Many people believe that Zhou Yan's illness has affected his brain and has sequelae, and he has not recovered yet.

Zhou Yan didn't move his buttocks, raised his head and asked, "What are you doing with me?"

"Of course there is something."

Jia Guoxun's arms were thick and powerful, and he couldn't help but pull up Zhou Yan who was sitting on the stone. "We won't know what happened until we get there."

Being forcibly dragged by Jia Guoxun, Zhou Yan didn't resist much and followed him honestly.

At that time, Zhou Yan had just traveled to Yangyin and was shocked when he saw Jia Guoxun.

As a middle school Chinese teacher, he didn't know much about the music industry, but he happened to know Jia Guoxun, because one of his only few concert experiences was "Ripples of Time and Space" composed by Jia Guoxun.Zhou Yan didn't understand much of that concert, but he was greatly shocked and got a rough idea of ​​Jia Guoxun. Jia Guoxun had many names, one of which was the teacher of the Composition Department of Yangyin University.

Unexpectedly, after traveling through time, he and I became classmates.

The Director Shi mentioned by Jia Guoxun is Shi Wanchun, the director of their Composition Department at Yangyin University.

Director Shi is well-known in the music industry, especially for film scores. He composed the score for the movie "The Founding Ceremony" which was just released last year.

Jia Guoxuan took Zhou Yan's arm and led him to the door of Shi Wanchun's office. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Director Shi, I have brought it to you."

After saying that, Jia Guoxun opened the door and pushed Zhou Yan in directly.This set of combos looks like escorting a prisoner.

Zhou Yan stumbled and almost fell over. When he stood up and turned around to say a few words, Jia Guoxuan had already closed the door and ran away.

Shi Wanchun was over fifty, and his long hair was half white. He had a rather serious face. Even when he smiled, he was not friendly at all, but looked more serious.

Seeing Zhou Yan, Shi Wanchun put down the book in his hand and said, "Here he comes."

Zhou Yan complained to Jia Guoping in his heart, and when he raised his head, he changed his smile: "Director, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I can't find you if it's okay?"

Shi Wanchun glanced at Zhou Yan, casually took a cigarette from the cigarette box and put it to his mouth, then took out a match, but unfortunately, the only match in the matchbox was not lit.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan leaned over with a smile, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit Shi Wanchun's cigarette.

Shi Wanchun took a puff of cigarette and looked at the lighter in Zhou Yan's hand, "Why do you still carry this thing with you?"

Zhou Yan chuckled, put the lighter on the table, and took out a pack of Hongtashan from his pocket and placed it on the table, "On a whim two days ago, I wanted to try smoking, so I bought a pack, and the experience was average. I don’t have any use for cigarettes or lighters, so I respect you.”

He was a smoker before he came through time travel. After he came here, he habitually wanted to smoke, so he went to buy cigarettes and a lighter. Who knew that he choked as soon as he lit the cigarette? In this case, he simply quit.

Looking at the lighter and the cigarette, Shi Wanchun looked surprised, as if he no longer recognized Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan would never do such a thing or say such a thing before.

Among the students in the class of 87, Shi Wanchun's favorite was Zhou Yan, not only because Zhou Yan performed well in his studies, but also because Zhou Yan was simple-minded and undistracted, and was a good candidate for music studies.

Some time ago, Zhou Yan fell ill and took a leave of absence from school. Shi Wanchun was also quite sorry, fearing that this would affect Zhou Yan.

But now it seems that his worries are not unreasonable. After a serious illness, Zhou Yan has changed a lot.

Sighing secretly, Shi Wanchun said, "The formalities for suspension of study have been completed. If you want to cancel it, you can't do it immediately. Once the process is completed, the semester will be over. You have two choices now. The first one is to take a leave of absence. In April next year, joining the next batch of students will be equivalent to repeating the grade. Secondly, if you take the make-up exam in the next semester, you will still stay in this batch."

　Newcomer, new book, please bear with me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)