Rebirth of the Rising Sun

It is definitely an honor to be a teacher at the National Conservatory of Music, and it also affirms one's own value. While He Shasha was delighted, she also wanted to create a song to repay her alma mater, but after thinking about it, she also made several songs herself, but in the end she was not as happy as she wanted. In the end, she had to set her sights on Feng Sizhe. Who can do it if not him?

Hearing Sasha asking him to compose songs for her again, Feng Sizhe shook his head repeatedly, "Sasha, you are already a teacher at the music school now. You can't always live on the songs I make for you. You should learn more and practice more so that you can create your own songs."

"How do you know I haven't written it? I just didn't like what I wrote. Besides, I just asked you to write a song. Why are you complaining so much? Tell me, are you going to write it or not?" When He Shasha saw Feng Sizhe was about to take the score, she pouted and looked extremely unhappy.

In fact, Feng Sizhe had made preparations before coming. It was just that he didn't want He Shasha to be too dependent on him. She couldn't always live by the songs she knew by her own foresight. If so, one day she would be exhausted. What would she do then? So she had to learn to write songs by herself. As the saying goes, the best way to help others is to teach them how to survive. He deliberately manipulated her in order to let He Shasha know that even writing songs by herself is not that easy.

"I can write, but I don't have much knowledge." Feng Sizhe had to agree, but he couldn't agree so readily, so he had to pretend to be very embarrassed.

Seeing that Feng Sizhe seemed to have something to hide, He Shasha thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then you help me this time, and I will try to write songs myself in the future, okay?"

He Shasha is finally going to be independent, and Feng Sizhe will of course be very happy. This is exactly the attitude he wants. After nodding, he picked up a pen and paper and wrote the song "Dear Lover" which had been popular for many years in the last world, along with the melody and lyrics.

After Feng Sizhe wrote it, he and He Shasha hummed it softly. After singing it softly once, He Shasha suddenly jumped up, hugged Feng Sizhe and kissed him, "Oh, you are so great, this song is so beautiful."

He Shasha was so excited that she couldn't control herself and kissed Feng Sizhe. It was because she was so happy that she forgot everything. Feng Sizhe stood there in a daze. Was he kissed just now? Why did he feel like he was in a dream?

Feng Sizhe stood there stupidly, which made He Shasha see it clearly. Then she realized what she had just done and her face turned red. "Let me tell you, just now... just now I was rewarding you for writing such a good song, but I didn't mean anything else. Don't think too much, okay?"

"Yeah, I know, I know." Seeing that He Shasha had kissed him but was still looking for excuses, he couldn't help but laugh. Then, in order to prevent her from being too embarrassed, Feng Sizhe said, "Shasha, do you remember my reminder to you? You must pay more attention to Grandpa He's stomach. People who have experienced the war years are hungry and full, so stomach problems are inevitable."

"You're right. I have accompanied grandpa to do a detailed stomach examination. Even the doctor said that grandpa's stomach is not in good condition. We used to think that grandpa's heart was not in good condition and ignored his stomach. Now with your reminder, the doctor has started to prescribe medicine. I believe the situation will be much better." Hearing Feng Sizhe talking about grandpa's health, He Shasha's expression became much more serious.

Listening to He Shasha's words, Feng Sizhe also breathed a sigh of relief. In his previous life, Mr. He died because he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor in his stomach. Because it was discovered late and not in time, it was found to be in the late malignant stage. Because of the delay in treatment, he passed away in 1993. He believed that in this life, because of his reminder, the situation should be much better.

After staying at the He family until the evening, Feng Sizhe left and returned to his grandfather's courtyard after dinner. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw a Red Flag car with a front license plate parked there. When he saw the car, he felt that it must be coming to see him, because if it was a military car, it should have a military license plate, not a local license plate.

Just as Feng Sizhe thought, when he walked into the yard, he heard a pleasant female voice. When he heard this voice, he shook his head. There were three voices in total, his grandmother's, his aunt's, and the other was Miao Zihan, whom he wanted to see but was afraid to see.

Thinking of the Red Flag car outside the door, Feng Sizhe was certain that Miao Zihan must have come to see him. He had originally planned to look for her tomorrow, but he didn't expect her to be so anxious that she would come to his house so quickly. Well, we have to meet sooner or later, so it's better to meet sooner rather than later.

Feng Sizhe walked steadily towards the main hall of the courtyard, and Li Shuang and Su Qian rushed out in the darkness. "Leader, there is a very beautiful girl who came to see you. She came after lunch and has been waiting for you until now."

"Okay, I understand." Feng Sizhe nodded. His two subordinates were quite competent and knew to report the situation to him as soon as possible.

"The county magistrate is back." Seeing Feng Sizhe nod, Li Shuang shouted to the courtyard. As soon as the voice was shouted out, the pleasant sound that was just echoing in the courtyard stopped, and then after about five or six seconds, the voice of aunt Zhao Lizhu rang out, "Sizhe, come here quickly, Miss Miao has been waiting for you for most of the day."

"Oh, I'll be right there." Feng Sizhe agreed and quickly thought of how to deal with the situation. When he looked up, his face was full of smiles and he looked very confident.

Feng Sizhe walked into the main hall, and the first person he saw was Miao Zihan, who was snuggling next to her grandmother. The reason why he noticed her first was because she was the only one with a fierce look in her eyes. There was no doubt that she must be very angry and hated him.

Feng Sizhe laughed, "Grandma, I'm back, aunt. Hey, isn't this Miss Miao? How come you have time to come to our Zhao family today?"

"Sizhe, Miss Miao came specially to see you, her savior. She has been waiting for you for half a day." The aunt looked at her nephew Feng Sizhe with a smile on her face, and she was thinking in her heart, boy, this is all the romantic debt you have caused, let's see what you will do next.

"Yes, Zhe'er, Zi Han has been here for most of the day and has been waiting for you. Now that you're back, have a good chat with her. It's late and I'm a little sleepy. Lizhu, help me go to rest." Although elderly He Jiayu was old, she understood human relationships very well. She had seen something from the way her grandson looked at Miao Zi Han, and thinking that young people's affairs should be handled by young people, she found an opportunity to leave first.

Zhao Lizhu originally wanted to watch the fun from the side, but after her mother said that, she couldn't stay here either. She had to agree and helped Mr. He out of the main hall. In a blink of an eye, Feng Sizhe and Miao Zihan were the only ones left in the room.

"Now that you're here, please take a seat." Since there was no one else in the room, Feng Sizhe took the initiative to host the party. He said a polite word to Miao Zihan, then found a random seat and sat down.

Seeing Feng Sizhe so calm and seemingly not wanting to explain anything, Miao Zihan glared at him and asked in a loud voice, "Where did you go? Don't you want to explain anything to me?"

"Explain? What explanation? I went to He's home to see my girlfriend. What's there to explain?" Feng Sizhe's heart was beating fast. Among the women he had met, he was confident that he could manipulate others, but this Miao Zihan was so powerful that he couldn't be sure. He was even a little afraid of her in his heart, but he would not show it on the surface.

Feng Sizhe was right. He and He Shasha were in a normal relationship. There was really no need to explain this matter to Miao Zihan, who had nothing to do with him.

As soon as these words came out, Miao Zihan was at a loss for words to respond. "You...can't you just not hurt me like this?" Miao Zihan, who just looked like a female Mulan, suddenly became like a little girl. Her face suddenly changed and she was about to cry.

Feng Sizhe knew Miao Zihan was a strong girl, and he also had ways to deal with her strength, but he never expected that she would cry, and when she cried, tears actually flowed from her eyes. For a moment, he was a little confused. He didn't expect Miao Zihan to do this, and he was at a loss. "Um... Um, if you have anything to say, just say it nicely. Don't cry, otherwise people who don't know will think I bullied you."

"You are bullying me. You know how I feel about you, but you still talk to me like that. Tell me, if you are not bullying me, what are you?" Miao Zihan felt proud when she saw Feng Sizhe panicking. She had studied Feng Sizhe carefully and found that this man was strong and decisive. If you want to be tough with him, he will fight you to the end. On the contrary, if you are soft with him, he doesn't know what to do. So she came up with this plan, which was to be weak with Feng Sizhe to see if he had any solution.