Chapter 1110

More than 40 books were signed one by one, and Wang Yong also wrote the names of class 4 students on each one.

Look at the time, but it's time for the open class.

Say hello to Su Yan, and Wang Yong runs to the school auditorium.

Although the small auditorium of No.1 middle school is called "small auditorium", it is actually big in middle school. With more than 500 seats and free space such as the aisle, it's no big problem to accommodate 700 people.

The whole new secondary department and the new higher department were all pulled to the auditorium by the headmaster.

The whole auditorium was full of people, even outside. That's enough for the next two grades.

"Everyone, be quiet." The president stood on the rostrum and said“ According to the Convention, as the principal, I should give the first lecture at the beginning of school. But I know you are not here to see me, but to see another person. So I don't talk nonsense. Let's welcome Mr. Wang Yong! "

All the students applauded.

The students in the second grade Department of senior high school are OK. They have been getting along with Wang Yong for half a year and are already familiar with him.

And the new high school freshmen, are full of excitement, competing to tiptoe to the podium.

"Teacher Wang is out! Ha ha, I just registered for Tiantai No.1 Middle School for Mr. Wang. I didn't expect to be able to attend Mr. Wang's open class at the beginning of school. "

"Hey, hey, I'm a little closer to the mark line of No.1 middle school, so I spent some money to come in."

"What's the difference? Three or five? "

"Cough, 30 minutes..."

A group of freshmen fainted, 30 points also called almost, bad sea, OK? I'm afraid the student's parents spent at least 30 hours for him to enter No.1 middle school. Ten thousand is not a small sum for many families.

When the other freshmen saw that he had a faint sympathy in his eyes, he turned his lips and said, "listen to my father, 300000 is cheap. Some people want to get involved in the business, but they can't find a way out. I owe it to my grandfather who taught in No.1 middle school. Otherwise, there is no way to enter the school! "

All the freshmen who knew the inside story were astonished.

It turns out that No.1 middle school is already so popular? They are really lucky to be able to come in by crossing the line.

There is no doubt that in addition to the education quality of No.1 middle school itself, the man on the rostrum is what makes No.1 Middle School's value soar.

Wang Yong.

"Hello, everyone. Did you have a good summer vacation?" After Wang Yong came on stage, he said hello to his classmates.

"Happy! I'm happy to have Mr. Wang with me. " Many students answered together.

This summer vacation, Wang Yong's name and deeds really filled their every day and every second. Almost every middle school student has been influenced by Wang Yong, who has been updating the news about Wang Yong day and night, especially during his time in South Korea and Southeast Asia.

"Then I'm relieved. However, another one may make you more happy than me. " Wang Yong said, suddenly pointing to the back of the rostrum.

A man with a hat and a low head walked slowly up to the rostrum.

The students make complaints about it first, and then begin to Tucao: "who is this? You're in the auditorium with your hat on? Mr. Wang didn't bring it with him. Who is he

"Damn it, I know it's not a good person when I look at the posture. Mr. Wang won't invite a little gangster to be a negative textbook, will he

"Why don't you look up and show your face? Is this waiting for our applause? Cut, he thinks too much, how can we give him applause? Go down, you

A student's coax immediately triggered a chain reaction, and countless students followed suit. One after another, the voice of "go down" resounded throughout the auditorium.

Wang Yong stood on the stage with a meaningful smile on his face, which anyone who is familiar with Wang Yong knows. Maybe there will be a good play soon.

So class four shut up first.

There are only dozens of students in class four, which has no effect on the overall situation. The roar of the tsunami is still deafening.

"If you don't show your face again, I'm afraid you're going to be fired." Wang yongchong said to the man in the hat.

When the man heard the words, he just laughed and raised his head.

Then there was silence.

The students, who were shouting with their mouths open, were stunned, and their faces were full of incredible looks.

Outside the window on tiptoe to see the students, also issued a surprised cry: "lying trough, how is he!"

Even the headmaster, who had always been calm, saw the man's face, and his eyes danced a few times.

It seems that Wang Yong has really lost money this time. Even he has been invited!

"Hello, I'm Zhou Jielun."

Familiar voice, familiar tone, let all students have some trance.

"Are we watching TV?" Someone asked.

"Shabi, what TV, it's true! Look at your hopeless appearance. You've never seen a star before. It's just Jay Chou—— Zhou Jielun, I love you! I'll give you a monkey

"Ah! It's Jay, my childhood idol

"Jielun, my mother said that when she was pregnant with me, she would play your song to me, so you are my half Godfather! Godfather, we know each other! "

After a short silence, the whole scene exploded. All the students are excited to send their greetings and unique expressions to Zhou Jielun.

As for what they said just now, what "he is the old man", what "he is not a good man at first sight" and what "how can I give him a hand" are all forgotten.

At the moment, the applause continued for more than two minutes.

Wang Yong couldn't help being jealous.

Damn it, he only showed up for a minute! These little bastards with elbows going out!

Finally, the applause stopped. Zhou Jielun used to push the brim of his hat and said with a shy smile, "it's my first time to give a speech to the students. In fact, I don't know what to say until now. After receiving the phone call from Mr. Wang, I came here nonstop and had no time to think about what to say. In addition, in front of Mr. Wang, I am worried that whatever I say will appear very childish.... "

"Ha ha ha... Normal, not only you, but also Chiba Zhenxi, the master of Oriental culture." Cried a student.

Even in the Far East, Chiba Zhenxi could not avoid lying gun.

Wang Yong timely interjected: "let go, your music is an interpretation of Chinese culture. Even if you don't speak, just sing a song is enough."

"Miss Wang, I'm flattered. Now that I'm talking about music, I'll tell you about my motivation to create Chinese music... "Zhou Jielun soon entered the stage.

"As you all know, most of the education that Wan Wan experienced in my time was mixed with Western ideas, and almost all the song styles of that time were imitated from Europe, America and the East. There were few real Chinese styles.

Why did I sprout the Chinese style? And it comes from a passage I've read.

I once saw such a tombstone in Westminster Abbey: when I was young, I dreamed of changing the whole world; As I grew older, I knew I didn't have this ability. So I narrowed down and decided to change the country; In my old age, I found that I didn't even have the ability to change my country. I had to change my goal to change my family. But it's a pity that at this time I'm old and dying.

Lying in the hospital bed, I suddenly realized: maybe I shouldn't set the goal as big as that from the beginning. I start from changing myself, then change my family, and then do what I can for the country with the help of my family. Then, maybe at this age, I have changed the world. "

When Zhou Jielun said this, his voice stopped slightly.

Many of the students have nodded and agreed: "it's reasonable and thought-provoking!"

With a smile, Zhou Jielun continued: "just as you feel now, I thought this passage was full of philosophy at that time, so I copied it down to inspire myself.

However, when I went back to Wan Wan and told this passage to a teacher, the teacher just said a word in surprise. It was that sentence that made me feel like a proverb.

The teacher said: isn't this what the Chinese people have been saying for thousands of years: "cultivate one's moral character, govern the country and level the world"? Does English make a difference?

I still remember that I turned red at that time, as if I had done a very embarrassing thing. From that time on, I realized that there are some in foreign countries, and there are many in China. I began to dig things in Chinese culture, and began to write songs of Chinese style.

Fortunately, I went in the right direction.

Many people ask me what is the proudest thing in my life? I want to tell them: it's not how many best singer awards I've won, it's not on the cover of time magazine, it's not that I've gone to the United States to make movies, but that my songs have made people pay more attention to Chinese culture and love Chinese culture.

Or that sentence - Chinese songs, is the most hanging

Whoa, a wave of applause. Zhou Jielun's words undoubtedly touched the psychology of children of this age and won their recognition.

Wang Yong decided to change today's speech to another topic.

"Ah, is Mr. Wang listening?" Zhou Jielun turned to Wang Yong and found that Wang Yong was a little distracted. He couldn't help asking.

Wang Yong pulled away from his mind and said, "I'm listening. I'm speaking very well."

"Did Mr. Wang, like me, feel" Wow, it's so cool "when he was touched by a sentence Zhou Jielun asked again.

Students in the auditorium also looked at Wang Yong, looking forward to Wang Yong's poetic and thought-provoking answer.

"Of course. Your bank card with the last number of XXX will deposit RMB XXX. That's what makes me excited for a long time every time. " Wang Yong replied.

"..." Zhou Jielun opened his mouth slightly and didn't speak for a long time.

"..." the students under the stage were also stunned and speechless for a long time.

"Puchi", until a girl couldn't hold her laughter, it broke the awkward atmosphere.

It's the heart of the clock.

"I said that Mr. Wang has not changed, he is still that despicable guy!" Zhong Xin said to the other students in class four with pride.

But Zhong Xin's words spread to Wang Yong's ears, and instantly made Wang Yong's face black.

This little girl, who are you scolding?!