Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 37 "Childhood" analyzed in depth

Hearing the shout, the tractor stopped with a bang bang bang sound.

A young girl stood by the side of the road, wearing a white T-shirt on her upper body and fashionable jeans on her legs.

Part of her face was covered by the hair blown by the mountain wind, so she couldn't tell what she looked like, but Yang Zhengdong looked over from the carriage, and based on his countless experience in viewing flowers, he couldn't help secretly praising the girl's really long legs.

An off-road vehicle was parked on the side of the road with the door open.There was also a gray-haired old man standing beside the car, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with the hem tied in the belt, and wearing a pair of glasses, just like the legendary old professor.

"My fellow, we are going to Mengxi Village. The car broke down on the road. Can you help me pick up a ride?"

The girl in jeans and Wang Guisheng asked.

"Are you going to my village? That's just right, come on, there's room in the car!"

Wang Guisheng heard that these two people were going to Mengxi Village, so he agreed without thinking too much.

"Thank you fellow!"

When the girl heard that the car was going to Mengxi Village, she was willing to pull them along and thanked them quickly.

Then I went back and talked to the old man, took out two backpacks from the off-road vehicle, and accompanied the old man to the carriage.

Although Yang Zhengdong didn't know what the old and the young were doing in their poor village, after all, they were tourists, so he quickly jumped out of the car, helped them put their things in the car, and helped the old man up.

When I was hesitating whether to help the girl, I saw her two long legs kicking the wheel, and she went up with a whoosh.

Only Yang Zhengdong couldn't help sighing, long legs are good!

"Brother, thank you for giving us a ride, I didn't expect our car to break down halfway!"

The old party secretary asked the children to share a grass mound with the old man and invited him to sit down. The old man immediately thanked the old party secretary.

"What's the matter? If you encounter difficulties when you go out, you have to help. Brother, do you want to visit relatives in our village?"

The old branch secretary waved his hand and smiled, he thought it was some rich relative from the village visiting.

"It's not visiting relatives, we are from the capital, and we specially went to our Mengxi Village Primary School to visit Teacher Yang Zhengdong!"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Zhengdong was stunned as soon as he got into the car, and the old branch secretary didn't expect that he was looking for Yang Zhengdong.

A group of children saw Yang Zhengdong's big eyes and small eyes, they were all cute, and then they all couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, isn't Yang Zhengdong the teacher of our Mengxi Village Primary School?"

The old man was also taken aback by the laughter of a group of children, and hurriedly asked the old branch secretary.

"Yes, Zhengdong is our school's teacher. Zhengdong, don't be dazed, I'm looking for you! You don't know each other?"

The old branch secretary also laughed. It is really interesting that the seeker and the seeker do not know each other face to face.

"Hello, old sir, I should be the Yang Zhengdong you are looking for? I don't know what you want from me?"

Yang Zhengdong touched his nose, he didn't know who the old man was, so he could only say hello.

"So you are Yang Xiaoyou! I'm dizzy, I should have thought of it long ago, and I should have thought of these children carrying schoolbags! Let me introduce myself, I am Yaojia's grandfather, Zhao Pu from Huaxia Publishing House!"

After the old man introduced himself, he planned to stand up and shake hands with Yang Zhengdong, but the tractor was too shaking, so Yang Zhengdong hurriedly supported him and sat down again.

"It turns out that sister Yaojia's elders didn't know when you would come over. I'm really sorry. Why didn't sister Yaojia make a phone call?"

Yang Zhengdong remembered that Tong Yaojia had introduced her grandfather, saying that he was a big shot in Huaxia Publishing House and one of the editors of the current dictionary.

"I started calling in the morning, and the person who answered the phone said he couldn't find you, so we drove here to find you!"

The girl in jeans heard that Yang Zhengdong was the one he was looking for. She looked at him carefully for a while, and she could see the emotion in her cold eyes. When she heard what Yang Zhengdong said, she answered for Mr. Zhao.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Today the children took the test, and I followed them out this early in the morning, and I haven't been in the village all day."

Yang Zhengdong explained embarrassingly.

"It's okay, what's the matter! We didn't know you were busy today, so we're taking the liberty.

Let me introduce to you, this is my student Su Rui, who is now my graduate student, she is the one who drove me here from the county this time. "

Mr. Zhao said with a smile and waved his hands, and introduced the girl in jeans.

Yang Zhengdong reached out to her politely, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "This woman is very beautiful, why is she so expressionless.

Since it was so cold, he wasn't interested in chatting too much, so he turned around and chatted casually with Mr. Zhao and the old branch secretary.

The sound of the tractor was very loud, and the children were still singing, and sometimes they couldn't hear a word at all. The three of them could only speak without saying a word, but the conversation was generally very happy.

"Always wait until bedtime,

Only then did I realize that I only did a little bit of homework.

Always wait until after the exam,

Only then did I realize that I hadn't read the books that should have been read. "

"An inch of time is an inch of gold
The teacher said that an inch of money cannot buy an inch of time.

day after day,
Year by year,
Confused childhood. "

A group of children had fun, and even started to sing a duet. The song "Childhood" was played by a boy and a girl. With the clear and crisp children's voice, they sang that kind of feeling.

"Huh? This word...is amazing!"

Old Mr. Zhao listened carefully to a few words, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became, and he said to himself.

"No one knows why,
The sun always goes down on the other side of the mountain. "

"No one can tell me,
Are there any gods living in the mountains? "

"How many days,
always alone,

Facing the sky in a daze. "

"Just so curious,

just imagine,
Such a lonely childhood. "

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao clapped his hands and praised: "Good lyrics! Great song! This composer is a great talent! Great talent!"

Su Rui, a girl in jeans, was also attracted by the children's singing, and those who listened carefully to this song became more and more surprised.

"Dragonflies fly by in the sun,
A piece of green paddy field,

Watercolor crayons and kaleidoscope
Can't draw that rainbow in the sky. "

"When can I be like a senior classmate,

Has a mature and grown face. "

"Looking forward to the holidays,

looking forward to tomorrow,

Looking forward to growing up childhood. "

"day after day,
Year by year,
Looking forward to growing up childhood. "

The tractor trotted all the way in the direction of the village with smoke, and the singing was accompanied by the green hills on both sides. Except for the sound of the tractor and the singing of the children, the adults did not speak in tacit understanding.

"Good song! Good words! Good song!"

After the children sang, Mr. Zhao praised three times in a row. He looked at the group of children excitedly, his eyes were full of relief and emotion.

"Su Rui, I remember you also minored in music. Who wrote this song? Is it from our country, or from Hong Kong Island?"

Mr. Zhao hurriedly asked Su Rui.

"Teacher, I have never heard this song. It is said that such a beautiful song will not be unknown, but I have never heard it."

Su Rui looked at Mr. Zhao's confused answer.

"Oh? Teacher Yang, who wrote this song?"

Mr. Zhao turned to look at Yang Zhengdong. Su Rui didn't know whose song it was. He must know that Yang Zhengdong's student sang it.

"This is written by our teacher himself, of course you haven't heard it before!"

Yang Xiaohong spoke quickly, and said proudly.

"what?"

"how can that be!"

"Su Rui, apologize!"

The two spoke at the same time, and when Mr. Zhao heard Su Rui say the impossible words, he immediately reprimanded him with a cold face.

"Teacher, but..."

"There are talented people from generation to generation. You are a genius, but others are mediocre. In this world, there are heavens and people! You must not be so proud, let alone look down on anyone. How did the teacher teach you!"

Zhao Lao said with a serious face.

Su Rui looked at Mr. Zhao, then at Yang Zhengdong, and was about to apologize to him.

"It's not that serious, Mr. Zhao. It's true that I didn't write this song. The person who wrote this song is called Jiang Nan. I just happened to hear it and teach it to children."

"The teacher lied, you wrote it!"

Yang Zhengdong waved his hand to stop Su Rui from apologizing, and explained to Mr. Zhao with a smile. Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaohong stood up and exposed him unconvinced.

Of course, these children were mainly aimed at Su Rui. Who told her not to believe that it was written by the teacher? You must know that in their hearts, Teacher Yang is omnipotent, and no one can say anything about it.

"Haha, there are students who are so protective, Teacher Yang is really a role model for my generation of teachers.

But now I believe that this song must be written by you. Yao Jia told me before coming here, Teacher Yang, you always like to use a pseudonym.

Among them are the names of Jiangnan and Lu Xun, am I right? "

Mr. Zhao said with a big smile.

"Okay, the work of the game made Mr. Zhao laugh!"

Yang Zhengdong also had to admit it cheekily. Anyway, it was a song from Earth in his previous life, so he was promoting it. I believe Teacher Luo Dayou would not blame him.

"Hey, Mr. Yang is too modest. This song is not simple. My old man can still hear it. It seems to describe the childhood of the students, but the amount of information in it is staggering. From the leisure of daily life to the inter-class From entertainment to children's youthful thoughts, the light brushwork is not blunt, but it is not superficial, and it easily arouses everyone's sense of identity with childhood memories."

"And this song stands from the child's point of view, firmly grasping the child's psychology, and writing the child's innocent innocence that loves freedom crystal clear. The moment I heard the song, it seemed that a door opened in front of me. The gate of childhood, green shade, grassland, blue sky and the laziness of green grass in the summer afternoon, what is in the canvas bag? Maybe it is the most precious thing for children——childhood.”

"This song not only let me see the childlike innocence, but also let me see the critical meaning in it. I believe that Teacher Yang wants to use this song to tell us that children's childhood should be colorful, innocent, and happy. The heavy schoolwork and the expectations of parents should deprive us of the happiness that should belong to childhood. And even as adults, we should have the best memories when we think of our childhood. Teacher Yang, am I right? ?”

Yang Zhengdong felt like sweating, the old man's analysis was profound enough.

But he is just a porter who brought the song here. Who knows what Luo Dayou was thinking when he wrote the song?
Let’s just talk about one more song, it’s over if it sounds good, why did it have to be so heavy and profound?

Anyway, Yang Zhengdong can't hear any criticism. Besides, it is right to have a happy childhood, but it is also right to study at this age. There is no conflict!
It’s just that Mr. Zhao has said so, and Yang Zhengdong can’t say that I didn’t write it, or I didn’t mean it. It’s because your analysis is too profound.

So he pinched his nose and replied vaguely: "See you, Mr. Zhao!"

　Today I saw that the rules of the game were changed again. As a newcomer author, I looked confused and said that I really didn't understand what the monthly pass was for.I can only hope that all the judges will give more rewards, and don’t make the data in this book too ugly (cover your face and cry for a while), thank you again for your support!Misty Rain will continue to work hard to satisfy everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)