1990: Starting from Baojia Street

After the little fat boy called out "Zhou Yan", the classroom became lively.

"Is this Senior Brother Zhou Yan?"

"Really are!"

"No wonder he plays the violin so well."

"I just said that this teacher has a different temperament."

"Didn't you just say that this teacher is very fierce?"

"..."

Some students didn't even respond.

Is this Zhou Yan?

That legendary senior brother, that great musician Zhou Yan?

The series of things that happened tonight were so weird that many students felt a little unrealistic.

The students in other classes nearby were still listening to the music carefully, but when they suddenly heard the cheers erupting here, they were a little surprised as to what happened.

Someone heard calling Zhou Yan here, but they never thought that Zhou Yan had really returned to school.

Tian Ping pressed his hand on the little fat man and said, "This classmate, please restrain yourself."

Only then did the little fat man realize that he had lost his composure and quickly sat down, but kept his eyes on Zhou Yan.

His deskmates were not surprised at all by the performance of the little fat Qin Weil, because students who were familiar with Qin Weil knew that Qin Weil was a loyal fan of Zhou Yan.

As long as Zhou Yan's music and film works can be found on the market, Qin Weier will buy them.

Therefore, Qin Weier was the first to recognize Zhou Yan.

However, Qin Weir was not very satisfied with his performance. He thought that he should have recognized Zhou Yan before Zhou Yan pulled off his scarf.

The main reason was that when Zhou Yan was speaking on the podium at the beginning, Qin Weier did not dare to look up, and he was always very nervous. He sat in the front row, and the "coercion" he received was even stronger.

Moreover, he never expected that Zhou Yan could come to him.

After Qin Weir sat down, Tian Ping said with a smile, "Now let me reintroduce Teacher Zhou to everyone - Zhou Yan, a graduate of our school in 87, now teaches in the Composition Department of the Central Conservatory of Music, everyone is welcome."

There was warm applause in the classroom, but this time everyone restrained a lot and just clapped instead of cheering loudly.

When the applause subsided a little, Zhou Yan said, "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm. What I said when I entered the classroom before was a joke I made on everyone. The reason why I came to your class is because I was in this class before." In the past few years, the layout of the classroom has basically remained unchanged.”

It has only been more than seven years since Zhou Yan graduated. The classroom has not changed much. Maybe the two blackboards at the front and back have been repainted, making them darker than before. The tables, chairs and benches were not new in the first place, but now they have just become older, which is not particularly obvious.

"Even this diagram of eye exercises is still there." Zhou Yan pointed to the diagram next to the blackboard. "This diagram should have been posted when I was in the third grade. It should have been exactly eight years ago."

Hearing what Zhou Yan said, the students below truly felt the connection between themselves and Zhou Yan.

They attended classes in the same classroom at different times, and even looked at the same health exercise chart every day.

"Some students may be curious about what the third piece of music I just played is. I'm sure you haven't heard it before. Because this is a piece of music I just wrote, and its name is "Previous Life"."

When they heard that the third song just now was Zhou Yan's new composition, the students couldn't help but whisper.

Since it's a new song, doesn't it mean that they are the first listeners?
As if he knew what they were thinking, Zhou Yan said with a smile, "Yes, you are the first listeners of this song. But it will probably take a long time for you to hear this song again next time. As for why, I’m going to make a point here. With this piece of music, I want to ask you a question.”

Having said this, Zhou Yan paused for a moment, and then said word by word in the expectant eyes of his classmates, "Do you believe in past lives?"

Upon hearing this question, the students all turned to look at the others, and no one took the initiative to answer.

"This is not an exam, so you don't need to be so cautious."

At this time, the little fat Qin Weir raised his hand and said, "Teacher Zhou, I believe in past lives. Because I always dream that I was a general in my past life and fought on the battlefield every day."

Hearing Qin Weir's answer, the students laughed.

"Qin Weir, you little bully must have beaten you too many times."

Zhou Yan smiled and asked, "Are there any other students willing to answer this question?"

With Qin Weir as the leader, the others didn't care much. A boy in the back row raised his hand and said, "Teacher Zhou, I don't believe in past lives. At least the existing science cannot prove that past lives exist."

Zhou Yan turned to Tian Ping and asked, "Teacher Tian, ​​is our class a science class or a liberal arts class?"

"It's the same as before, in the liberal arts class." Tian Ping said with a smile.

Zhou Yan nodded and did not dwell on the issue of arts and sciences. He continued to ask, "Where are the other students?"

"Teacher Zhou, I believe in past lives, because I believe that existing science cannot prove that past lives do not exist."

"I also believe in past lives, because I think past lives are beautiful."

"Maybe there are past lives, but if there is no memory, then I think it doesn't make any sense whether there are past lives."

More and more people are participating in the discussion, and there are various opinions.

After the students talked for a while, Zhou Yan joked, "It seems that as long as it's not related to study, everyone is more interested."

Hearing Zhou Yan say this, the students below were stunned.

Why does this sound so like fishing?
After teasing the students, Zhou Yan said with a smile, "I raise this question not because I want to discuss an answer with you here, because I am sure that it is impossible for us to discuss an answer today. I want to ask again A question for everyone, if there is a past life, what kind of person do you think you want to be in this life? Or we can ask another way, if there is an afterlife, what kind of person do you want to be in the next life? ?”

This time, Zhou Yan did not give the students time to discuss, and immediately said, "When I was your age, I often thought about a question. If there is reincarnation, will the past and future cease to exist? Because the past The past is the future, the future is the past, the past is the future, and the future is the past.”

Seeing that some students looked a little confused, Zhou Yan smiled and said, "This is not a tongue twister. I just want to tell you not to dwell on the past and not to focus too much on the future. I know that many students are thinking every day, hurry up and take the college entrance examination, and then go to college. It will be easier when you get to college, but when you get to college, you will find that this feeling will still be there. Many people will also tell you that you need to study hard now, and then you can get good grades in the college entrance examination and go to a good university. Then there will be a good job, and then there will be a good marriage... Too many people tell you about the future, because the future is indeed attractive."

"But the result is that many students always think about the future, and when they think about it, they lack motivation. Because the future is out of reach, you will only be exhausted by it. So you don't need to think too much about the future. Just have a good day. If you are tired from studying today, take a rest, and then finish your study tasks as much as you can. Once you get used to this way of life, you will find that. In fact, learning is not that difficult.”

At this point, Zhou Yan stopped, and the students began to applaud belatedly.

Looking at the students below, Zhou Yan knew that his words today would not change too many things. There are too few epiphanies in this world, and more of them have a subtle influence.

Maybe after tomorrow, most of the students will forget what he said today, or maybe some students tried to do what he said, but soon found that they couldn't do it at all.

But it is also possible that one or two students will try it and actually succeed.

Things in this world are full of possibilities.

Zhou Yan did not end his speech. He continued, "I will share a few stories with you, but before I share them, I want to tell you that I am not sharing these stories because I want you to learn something from them, just because this is Several stories happened on this campus. I remember when I was a sophomore in high school, there was a male classmate in our class..."

When Zhou Yaozu came to the door of Class 3, Grade 3, he was rushing to share with the students the interesting things that happened when he was studying in Jinzhong.

Looking at his nephew on the stage, Zhou Yaozu raised his eyebrows. He just heard a loud noise here and came over to take a look. Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Yan who was here.

He glanced at Wang Zuxian standing outside the window again, guessing what the relationship between this tall girl and his nephew was.

Wang Zuxian also saw Zhou Yaozu, and for no reason, she actually felt a little nervous.

But she didn't think much about it. She just felt that after being a student for so many years, she would inevitably feel nervous after seeing the teacher.

Moreover, this teacher's eyes are very sharp, and he is not someone to be trifled with at first glance.

The two stories shared by Zhou Yan are not long, and they are both relatively interesting stories. It is obvious that students are more interested in such stories. When listening to the stories, their "desire for knowledge" is very strong in their eyes.

After Zhou Yan finished sharing, Tian Ping applauded, and then he was about to speak. He glanced at Zhou Yaozu at the door, and took two steps towards the door, "Principal Zhou, you are here."

Zhou Yaozu nodded and walked into the classroom: "If you hear any movement, come over and take a look."

Seeing his third uncle coming, Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said hello, "Third Uncle."

The students in the class were very confused when they heard Zhou Yan calling the principal uncle, because the students didn't know about Zhou Yan's relationship with Zhou Yaozu.

Wang Zuxian outside the door was even more confused. She didn't expect that this middle-aged man turned out to be Zhou Yan's third uncle, and he was also the principal. Zhou Yaozu asked, "Will you continue?"

"It's already said."

"Very good." Zhou Yaozu nodded, and then said to the students, "Your senior brother Zhou Yan's experience has merits, but you should not blindly follow him. He is extremely talented and can learn everything quickly. He does not understand the pain of ordinary students. Study. It is by no means a romantic thing. It needs to be done step by step. The hardships involved cannot be explained to outsiders. You must learn to digest it yourself. "

When Zhou Yan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't know if his third uncle was tearing him down or trying to compliment him.

Moreover, he had never heard his third uncle say such things before. When he was in high school, his third uncle pushed him a lot and rarely praised him.

After Zhou Yaozu finished speaking, he said to Zhou Yan, "Come out for a moment."

"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded and said to the students, "Students, I am very happy today. We will see you later."

"Goodbye, Teacher Zhou."

After leaving the classroom, Zhou Yaozu said, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came to school?"

"I happened to be passing by and came in to take a look. I didn't think much about it."

Zhou Yaozu looked at Wang Zuxian, "Is this your friend?"

Zhou Yan pulled Wang Zuxian this way, "This is Wang Zuxian, Xiaoxian, this is my third uncle."

"Hello, third uncle." Wang Zuxian greeted him very obediently.

Hearing the word Wang Zuxian, Zhou Yaozu narrowed his eyes, and Tian Ping next to him also showed a surprised expression. He did not expect that the girl Zhou Yan brought turned out to be the big star Wang Zuxian.

No wonder he covered his face, it turned out to be because he was afraid of being recognized.

However, Zhou Yaozu didn't ask any more questions. He tried his best to keep a kind expression and said, "I'm glad to see you. Since I've come to Jinling, I have time to go and sit at home."

"Okay, Third Uncle."

Zhou Yaozu nodded, "In that case, I won't ask you to go to my office. If you have something to do, just go and do it."

Although he wanted to keep Zhou Yan for a chat, Zhou Yaozu knew that he would try his best to avoid embarrassing Wang Zuxian when they met for the first time.

"Okay, Third Uncle, let's go first." Zhou Yan pulled Wang Zuxian and said to Tian Ping, "Teacher Tian, ​​goodbye."

"Goodbye, come back and see more when you have time."

……

After walking out of the teaching building, Wang Zuxian looked back, and then complained, "If I had known that your third uncle was the principal, I should have made preparations."

"What are you preparing for?" Zhou Yan smiled.

"Prepare some gifts...and I just covered my face with a scarf, which was not very polite."

"It's okay. Third uncle will understand."

"Third uncle understands that it's the third uncle who is generous, but I didn't do it. It's my problem. You have so many family members, so you should pay attention to etiquette, right?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Zhou Yan thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow I will take you to visit Jinling, and the day after tomorrow I will take you to my grandparents' house."

When he heard that he was going to Zhou Yan's grandparents' house, Wang Zuxian was a little nervous, "Should I prepare anything?"

Seeing Wang Zuxian's nervous look, he said, "You can stand on a stage with thousands of people and you can do it with ease. Go meet my family. Why should you be nervous? And didn't you prepare a gift?"

"That's different."

"It's okay, I'm here. And you basically know all the juniors in our family."

……

The next day, Zhou Yan originally wanted to take Wang Zuxian for a walk in Jinling, but the snow fell too hard, so the two had to stay at home.

Wang Zuxian was not disappointed at all about not being able to go out to play. She felt good about being able to stay with Zhou Yan.

A breakup is better than a wedding. The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and naturally they have a lot of things to do, so even if they stay at home, they are not idle at all.

In the afternoon, when the two of them were sitting on the sofa watching TV, Wang Zuxian suddenly asked about the song last night.

"Is the song "Previous Life" going to be released in the new album?"

"This is the soundtrack I wrote for Sense and Sensibility, and it should also be included in my third album in the second half of the year."

“There’s a sense of destiny about this piece.”

"Because it's called "Previous Life"."

"When will the movie start shooting?"

"Starting in mid-April."

"Then are you going to check out the filming location during the trip?"

"It will be there at the end of March. They have a meeting before starting the filming. I hope I can be there."

"At the end of March?" Wang Zuxian huddled in Zhou Yan's arms and thought for a while, "How about I go with you? I have nothing to do during that time."

Zhou Yan nodded, "Okay, their location should be beautiful."

"Okay, let me make some preparations." Wang Zuxian rubbed his hands and said with great enthusiasm: "Whenever you go abroad again, whenever I have time, I will go with you. In Europe and the United States, no one knows us. Let's have fun. It’s much easier.”

"Ah."

"But are you very famous in the United States now? I read in the news that the box office of "The Sixth Sense" was particularly high."

"It's not particularly high, so it's okay. Moreover, if "The Sixth Sense" has a particularly high box office, it will be easier for people to recognize you as the heroine, rather than me as the director."

When most movies become popular, it is basically the actors who become popular first. Except for industry insiders, ordinary audiences do not care what the director looks like.

Take Gong Li and Zhang Yimou, for example. There is a huge gap in the popularity of their faces in Europe and the United States. Many Europeans and Americans know what Gong Li looks like, but they don't know what Zhang Yimou looks like.

Another example is Giuseppe and Monica Bellucci. For film masters like Giuseppe, most people don't know what he looks like, but Monica can know him just by watching "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily". Let the audience remember her.

"How much is the box office of "The Sixth Sense" now?"

"I haven't paid attention to it during this period. It should be more than 10 million US dollars."

"This is amazing." Wang Zuxian then sighed again, "It's all your fault. Originally, after "Green Snake", there were far fewer people asking me to make movies, but after "The Sixth Sense" was released, there were more A lot, more than before.”

"Anyone interested?"

Wang Zuxian shook his head, "No, I'll wait for your next movie."

"That might have to wait a long time."

"It doesn't matter. I'll wait as long as you want. It's best for you to be the leading actor."

Zhou Yan nodded, looked into Wang Zuxian's clear eyes, and nodded gently, "Okay."

Hearing the affirmative reply, Wang Zuxian showed a bright smile on his face, "Can you play the complete version of "Previous Life" for me? Last night's version was too short."

"Uh... I don't have a violin at home, but I have a flute. Let me play it for you on the flute."

"it is good."

Zhou Yan went to the bedroom and found a flute from the cabinet. He had bought this thing before and had never played it once. Fortunately, his flute was nickel-plated and not so squeamish. It was okay to leave it in the cabinet for such a long time. question.

Holding the flute, Zhou Yan walked to the window of the living room and started playing the song "Previous Life". (End of chapter)