Cheng Ran looked at Qin Xizhen. Qin Xizhen looked at Cheng Ran.
Cheng Ran knew very well that what he saw was not a rabbit dancing, but a music teacher who was usually a well-behaved and cultured girl and suddenly went crazy.
If this were an ordinary student, his good impression of the beautiful female teacher would probably have been shattered.
Qin Xizhen didn't know how much of a shadow he had cast on the other party. After a moment, Qin Xizhen spoke up, "In fact, as a professional music teacher... sometimes we have to explore more ways of musical expression and try various styles. The form just now is just an exploration, and the spirit of courage to explore should be cultivated in both music and your cultural courses."
The corner of Cheng Ran's mouth twitched. This serious and nonsense style seemed like someone... He was exactly the same as himself and had a bright future.
The movement of Cheng Ran's mouth was clearly seen by Qin Xizhen. A strand of black hair fell down in front of her forehead. She felt that her heart and expression were as messy as before. After a moment, Qin Xizhen saw the instrument in Cheng Ran's hand, and immediately closed the piano cover as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and then hurried to the cabinet next to the classroom.
He moved another chair, took off his black leather shoes, stepped on it with his black socks on, turned around, pointed at the zhongruan in Cheng Ran's hand, and said, "The instrument..."
Qin Xizhen felt that doing these actions without having to look into the student's eyes was a relief.
Cheng Ran stepped forward and handed it over.
"Thank you." Qin Xizhen took the zhongruan. This white wooden zhongruan was very light. Qin Xizhen could lift it with one hand and put it in the compartment on the top shelf of the musical instrument cabinet.
Cheng Ran watched her standing on the chair, her black skirt and long black hair cascading to her waistline, and there was a woman's fragrance in the air. This was not a high school girl at this stage, but a college graduate like Qin Xizhen who was doing internship and had already started to adorn herself with perfume, like a night-blooming cereus quietly blooming, with that kind of fresh and unworldly fragrance.
Spots of light shone through the window onto the blackboard, the cabinet, and Qin Xizhen in a black skirt. At this moment, Cheng Ran felt why student life was so precious, because such a scene before him could never be experienced again anywhere else.
Seeing Qin Xizhen put down his instrument and walked down, putting on his shoes again, Cheng Ran waved and said, "Teacher Qin, I'm leaving now."
After Qin Xizhen nodded, Cheng Ran came to the door, paused for a moment, turned around and saw Qin Xizhen staring at him with a complicated look, and added, "Qin Xizhen, I believe what you said just now."
Hey, hey... What do you mean you believed it...
Besides, you called me... Is that polite? Have you lost all your dignity as a teacher? You look like a psychopath!
Seeing Cheng Ran walk away after saying this, Qin Xizhen was stunned for a long time, and then the corners of his mouth curved down in an arc, "How embarrassing..."
After a while, she went out and looked at Cheng Ran who had already walked downstairs. Her almond-shaped eyes gradually raised up, with a sharp desire to kill and silence him.
As Cheng Ran walked downstairs, he suddenly remembered that he did not use honorifics to address Qin Xizhen when he left. He did not care about it anymore. After all, he was much older than this little girl, and he felt uncomfortable calling her Teacher Qin all day long.
…
Qin Xizhen was quite depressed and was packing up to go home when her pager rang. Seeing the words on it, Qin Xizhen called back. The person on the other end of the line was her music school tutor, Le Pinghong.
Le Pinghong is the vice president of the Sichuan Conservatory of Music branch in Shanhai, a professor, a cultural person, and a native of Chengdu. He usually comes to Shanhai to teach when he has classes every week, and then returns to Chengdu. He has a lot of money and fame.
Today is the day when Le Pinghong returns to Shanhai, and I heard him say on the other end, "Xizhen... How are you doing as a music teacher? Oh, the little girl back then is now a teacher. As a teacher, do you feel more responsible?... It's like this. Your teachers are here today. Teachers Wu Lan and Li Delin from the Provincial Musicians Association are also in Shanhai for a meeting. They insisted on treating me to a meal. These two people have some status in the provincial music circle. I thought that since you are still a professional, why don't you come to a gathering today and get to know the two teachers? If I need any help in the future, maybe I can use them..."
"Teacher, I haven't been home for a week in the dormitory. My dad is complaining and says I have to go back today... I promised them, so I... I won't go." Qin Xizhen said in a low voice.
"Is that so... That's fine, depending on you. But, Xiao Qin... You have to know that people in society need to have these interpersonal relationships, and now you have left the ivory tower. Well, who made you have me as a teacher? There will be plenty of opportunities next time. Let's talk about it next time..."
In fact, when he was in Le Pinghong's hands, Le Pinghong would also take these students to some drinking parties. Qin Xizhen had heard some rumors that Le Pinghong liked young and beautiful girls to accompany him for drinking, and sometimes he would make some secret deals with students. Of course, Qin Xizhen was not a person who followed the crowd. He thought that it was acceptable for the tutor to let students have dinner together, meet some celebrities, and expand the students' social circle. And at least the rumored things did not happen to her, and she had never seen it.
She didn't like going because she participated in such gatherings at the beginning, but found that many musicians at the gatherings had already lost their original intentions. Without new and better works, they just flattered each other blindly. When there was a conflict of interest, these people who once flattered each other fought more fiercely than anyone else. After a few more such gatherings, Qin Xizhen, who originally had the mentality of pilgrimage or communication, basically rarely participated.
But every time she refused, Le Pinghong expressed understanding, and in this respect, she actually had a very good impression of her mentor. He was gentle, polite, and reasonable.
After apologizing to the other end, Le Pinghong laughed on the phone, "You, you, you are my most proud student. Are you still pursuing your musical dream? Since you have a dream, then stick to it. There will be a chance... You should prepare yourself. I have channels here. Once there is a chance, I will notify you..."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Xizhen took a deep breath. She opened her bag and looked at the long leather-bound notebook lying quietly at the bottom.
She reached in and grasped the notebook. In this turbulent tide of life, there are always some things that can be like a beacon or dawn, supporting her in a tiny but firm way, so that she will not lose her way and will always move forward on that small but great journey for her.
…
After gradually adapting to the new high school life and study pace, the situation in the grade gradually became clear, and some people began to come into everyone's sight.
Qi Sheng is a well-known figure in the class, and there is no objection. Liu Jun is not someone who is easy to mess with. After all, it is a key high school, and good academic performance is a natural advantage that people admire. Among the top students in the first high school, there are also many people who are worth talking about. For example, someone's family has all the cartridges from the FC era to the recent PS and Nintendo. He plays games every day, but his grades have been among the best for a long time!
There are also students who can get the top spot in the class without paying attention in English class, but are among the last few in mathematics. Such serious imbalance in subjects makes the teachers puzzled.
Some people have participated in various competitions and performed their own gasoline remote-controlled airplane models in the Shanhai City Festival's 10,000-person stadium. When they talk about it, people who were in the audience at the festival with their respective schools will be surprised, "So it was you who flew the plane in the square at that time!"
Of course, there are also times during the second break, or between school and evening self-study, when students would freely play basketball on the open-air basketball court, creating waves and thundering figures.
After a few weeks of adaptive learning, the first-year high school students announced that they would start evening self-study.
Every afternoon after school until the evening self-study session begins, the basketball court is crowded with people. Most of them are students who have just finished lunch, and most of them are girls. If the player on that day is a famous basketball player who is good at basketball and handsome, the crowd will often be three layers deep.
Sometimes Yang Xia and many girls in the class would also watch over there. When they saw something exciting, they would often applaud or cheer with the crowd. When the bell rang for evening self-study, they would return to the classroom and still discuss the show with great interest.
Some people will become the focus of discussion among girls. "The class six handsome Liu Yuxi is so manly! Look at him playing basketball, so aggressive..."
"Yeah... Are you aroused by this?"
"Song Shiqiu's three-step layup is so cool... I heard that the school basketball team is scouting him..."
"Yang Xia... Why do I feel that Song Shiqiu from Class 7 plays so hard whenever you're around? And when we girls are screaming, you can see that he's frequently taking the ball and making layups... It's just to attract your attention... And, I heard that Song Shiqiu is asking around about you through his classmates!... Hey, your ears are red!"
Yang Xia would hurriedly tell everyone to stop talking nonsense, and the girls would burst into laughter. While turning around, Yang Xia would quietly glance at the familiar figure a few rows behind her. Seeing that Cheng Ran didn't hear or care, she turned back and hit the rapping girl hard a few times.
It's not that the girls don't talk about the boys in the class. It's true that the class leader Zhang Feng, whose playing skills are average, has a clear gap with the basketball celebrities in other classes who have been immersed in basketball for a long time and are proficient in various skills and movements. Although there are many people in the whole grade, only a small number of them gradually stand out from the public's view and step into the spotlight.
However, basketball is indeed the most popular thing for these girls. Not to mention that in this era, many people know every NBA game that happened across the ocean like the back of their hands, and many girls admire these foreign stars. Star chasing is also the most common thing in this era. Stars, movie stars, singers, almost everyone has come from this era. So many people in later generations have started families and careers, but when they hear that a star has passed away, like Leslie Cheung and Michael Jackson, they are often very sad... Because that is still their tribute to an era and that period of youth.
Whenever Cheng Ran walked along the edge of the stadium filled with people at sunset and saw the drunken passion and shining eyes, he would feel that this was the most beautiful thing of this era.
Today I was walking with Yu Xiao and listening to him talking about his recent study progress. What’s rare is that Yu Xiao can actually keep up with the progress.
"I woke up and worked hard after entering high school, and the cram school my mom signed me up for is paying off... I think my grades will catch up... Just wait and see, I will catch up with you."
Cheng Ran nodded. Yu Xiao seemed to be stubborn, but in fact, he was unwilling to admit defeat. He thought that he was usually at the same level as himself, but now he was so much better than others. He was unwilling to show weakness because of the pride of a young man.
Cheng Ran thought that he could still set an example. This was probably the benefit of rebirth. If he could influence and change the lives of those around him and help them develop in a better direction, then it would be a great sense of accomplishment.
While chatting with Yu Xiao, there was a sudden uproar on the basketball court, as if a fierce confrontation had broken out. Bang! Song Shiqiu blocked a shot, and a boy who was about to dribble for a layup was hit and the ball flew out. With great force, the basketball rushed towards the crowd of onlookers nearby. The girls who were gathered at the opening dodged with a sound.
At this moment, the ball hit the ground with a heavy "bang". As the crowd dodged, the ball bounced through the gap and hit Cheng Ran and Yu Xiao who were passing by.
Yu Xiao subconsciously dodged to the side, but then he heard a "puff!" sound, and the ball continued to spin between Cheng Ran's outstretched hands.
The students who were playing basketball were from Class 6 and Class 7, which were also the best basketball classes at the moment. The competition here was also of a high level. When they were playing, many people had finished their meals and stood here with their washed lunch boxes to watch. Yang Xia, Yao Beibei, Liu Ying and others were also standing in the crowd with their lunch boxes today. When they saw the ball going to Cheng Ran, they were sweating. But Cheng Ran actually caught the ball at such a fast speed, which still made people stunned for a moment.
It seems that Cheng Ran has good athletic ability.
The ball landed outside the court. The players from the two classes looked over. Song Shiqiu whistled and waved at Cheng Ran, "Hey! Over here!"
Cheng Ran saw Song Shiqiu, who was wearing a basketball uniform and gesticulating casually, and had an air of commanding someone, and nodded.
Then he crouched slightly and raised the ball.
Many people were stunned when they saw his actions.
Is this about shooting
The key is…
Yang Xia looked at Cheng Ran's position with some surprise in his eyes.
It's halftime...
Cheng Ran squatted and then jumped.
Someone on the court has already spoken up, "Half-court! So tense!"
Yu Xiao on the side was already laughing, "I don't think you can make it in... "
Cheng Ran's body soared high into the sky, and when he reached the highest point, he moved his right wrist to push the ball, while his left hand held it up from a distance. This movement froze in mid-air, looking indescribably relaxed and graceful.
Then Cheng Ran fell to the ground, and the ball shot high from the half-court position. Because he was located on the outside of the half-court, this shooting action had already made everyone expect it. When the ball was pushed up, countless people's hearts were already hanging, and then it hit the side of the basket with a bang.
Phew! It didn’t go in!
This was everyone's first thought of relief. But the basketball that caught everyone's attention and heart bounced straight up from the basket, corrected its course in mid-air, and then fell back into the basket like a little devil, falling straight into the net with a "poof!"
After a short silence, the crowd on both sides burst into shock and roared. In those surprised and stunned eyes, some people were not sure whether it was his strength or his luck.
At this time, Yu Xiao's words "No way!" had just come to an end.
The crowd watching nearby was already shouting, "Half-court shot... amazing!"
Some of the players gave him a thumbs-up in amazement, "Awesome!"
Some people were dumbfounded and said sourly, "It's just luck!"
Song Shiqiu on the other side was originally waving his hand, but now his hand had dropped and he was chasing the ball.
Cheng Ran patted Yu Xiao on the shoulder, smiled and continued walking forward, "My grades weren't that good before, so I just liked to play ball randomly... Come to think of it, I haven't touched the ball for a long time, and I thought I wouldn't be able to score..."
"This is pure...luck."