back to being a teacher

Chapter 122
Although Xiangyin University and Xiang Provincial Music University are not as famous as the Central Conservatory of Music, each province has its own music university, just like a normal university. The best normal university in each province starts with the name of province.

"This must be Master Fang, the old man He Jinsheng, the principal of Xiangyin University!"

An old man with glasses and an old face smiled at Fang Bai.

"Who are you, Mr. He Luting?"

Fang Bai was stunned when he heard the name, and asked inexplicably.

"Father!"

He Jinsheng laughed.

Mr. He Luting (Ting), who lives in the same place as Fang Bai, is a famous Chinese musician and educator. He is a very great figure. When Fang Bai was in junior high school, Mr. He's portrait and life story were still hanging on the wall. …

Maybe everyone is not very familiar with him, but there is a song that everyone must have heard.

"Guerrilla Song"!
Fang Bai took a deep breath and bowed to Zhang Fengwen and others: "I'm really sorry, I may not be able to promise you..."

"Ah, this..."

Zhang Fengwen and others were stunned.

Many people may not understand Fang Bai's feelings. For those who grew up listening to patriotic songs, the sense of pride they feel after knowing that He Luting is their fellow countryman is unparalleled.

"Master Fang, Xiangyin welcomes you!"

He Jinsheng quickly held Fang Bai's hand: "When I heard that there was another master-level figure in our Hunan Province, I rushed over non-stop because I was afraid that the master would be snatched away!"

Speaking of this, He Jinsheng also deliberately glanced at Li Jinzhong.

"Master Fang, don't worry. In terms of salary, we will definitely give you the highest salary. Secondly, we also know that you teach at Xigao. This does not hinder the teaching life at the university. The teaching life is very relaxed. We will arrange elective courses for you, once every two weeks... …”

"Be named an honorary professor and enjoy the treatment of a full professor!"

Fang Bai smiled bitterly: "No, no, no, this is too much preferential treatment..."

He Jinsheng said quickly: "Hey, this is what it should be. After all, you are from our Hunan Province, and you are not good to your own people. How can you tell anyone about it?!"

"Lao He, aren't you being a little too kind?!"

Zhang Fengwen looked at the thorny He Jinsheng in these words with some annoyance.

"Why am I so unkind? You are the one who is unkind, right? Master Fang is kind enough to help you Yangyin, but in the end you still want to kidnap Master Fang to the capital?!"

He Jinsheng said angrily.

"What does it mean to go to the capital? Now that the capital is a first-tier city, how can you, Xiangcheng, compare with it?"

Zhang Fengwen retorted, and then added: "As the saying goes, when people go to higher places, water flows to lower places!"

"Master Fang chose a more suitable place, is there a problem?"

"The problem is that Master Fang has rejected you!"

He Jinsheng smiled proudly.

"Master Fang, we at Yangyin solemnly invite you to come and teach at Yangyin. You will receive favorable treatment and be named an honorary professor. You don't even need to take elective courses. We will arrange two public classes for you every semester. You can take them anytime." !"

Zhang Fengwen said angrily loudly.

"This...isn't necessary..."

Fang Bai said helplessly.

Fang Bai is just a bachelor's degree graduate. If you ask him to teach in a university, isn't this just killing a cow with a chicken's knife?

Toothpicks to stir the vat?
His moral character is unworthy!

Still teaching music.

What does he know?

Doesn't he know those piano pieces he heard in his previous life, such as "Moonlight Sonata", "Dream Wedding", "To Alice" and so on.

He has no qualifications and no academic qualifications. If he goes directly to teach in a university...

He can still fool high school students because he has studied for so many years. There is no problem in fooling high school students. But college students are about to face the choice of entering society. If he leads others...

Fang Bai felt guilty.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I still can't go..."

"I feel that I am not capable enough to teach in college..."

"I'm just a high school teacher. If you ask me to teach in college, I really don't dare!"

"Mr. He, I guess I won't be able to go to Xiangyin University either!"

Fang Bai took a deep breath and said to both sides at the same time.

This time not only Zhang Fengwen was stunned, but He Jinsheng was also stunned, and even the people next to him were stunned.

Why is this person so ignorant?

Those are two universities, Yangyin University and Xiangyin University!
Professor!

How many years will it take for many people to become a Daoist...

Li Jinzhong quickly pulled Zhang Fengwen and He Jinsheng aside. Not long after, people from Yangyin and Xiangyin also began to gather together and began to murmur.

I don't know how long it has been.

Fang Bai also waited helplessly.

Then the leaders of Yangyin and Xiangyin came to Fang Bai again.

"Master Fang, we understand your concerns, and we have discussed it. Let's do this. You can be named an honorary professor in our school. As for classes, we will not arrange them for you. The only thing is that when there is a major music exchange meeting, you need to perform, what do you think?"

Zhang Fengwen said.

"This……"

Fang Bai was stunned, but at the same time he was also a little confused: "No, I want to ask, why do you have to ask me to go?"

Zhang Fengwen and He Jinsheng looked at each other, and finally Zhang Fengwen spoke: "Master Fang, you may not know that this is the meaning of the existence of a master-level figure..."

"significance?"

Fang Bai was dumbfounded.

"We people who are engaged in music are different from those who are engaged in culture. Those who are engaged in culture can write a topic and then study it. Anyway, if you talk about something that you don't understand and I don't understand, you can be called a professor. …”

"We who are engaged in music are different. We need master-level people to be in charge. For example, when communicating with other countries, or during major conferences, only master-level people can take care of it!"

After hearing this explanation, Fang Bai roughly understood what it meant.

For example, for those evening parties held by the country, people from other countries are invited to participate, and you send some soldiers and crab generals to attend?
You sent Brother Chicken to perform a show just because you are so beautiful?

Or should I go up and have a peach to cool down? !

At the very least, it must be someone from the national team. Whether it is singing or accompanist, you have to show the strength of the country and everything must be perfect.

When it comes to art, if there's something slightly wrong with you, others can tell.

"I understand!"

Fang Bai nodded.

"What do you think, Master Fang?"

Zhang Fengwen asked.

"Actually, it's fine for me to go to class, but it may be difficult for me to travel around the capital. Can I schedule less classes?"

Fang Bai muttered.

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem!"

Hearing Fang Bai's words, Zhang Fengwen was overjoyed.

An honorary professor who does not teach classes and an honorary professor who teaches classes are naturally in the same world.

Why are masters so valuable?
Because a master-level class is really worth a fortune. He can answer many questions of students who are very talented but stuck at a bottleneck.

Then someone asked again, there are many masters in Yangyin, why do we need masters?
What, the fewer nuclear weapons the better?

Anyway, Fang Bai later agreed to these two schools in a daze.

Then I spent the afternoon playing with my students on Orange Island.

The Sino-German Music Exchange Conference is still very high-end.

Especially after both parties have finished shaking their heads, when it comes to the music appreciation session, there is a real variety of music, which is overwhelming...

……

Xiangcheng, at night.

It’s cold in Xiangcheng in November, it’s indeed quite cold.

But let’s just say it’s hot. It’s pretty hot.

Fang Bai sent the students back to school, and then took a car to his home, a community, not very far from the school, about two streets away.

Fang Bai's family runs a restaurant, so Fang Bai also has good cooking skills.

There were many people in the restaurant in the evening.

Looking at my mother who is busy with other things and my father cooking in the kitchen.

Fang Bai found a table and sat down. As if in a dream, he suddenly became a professor at the university...

"Boss, give me a big bowl of rice!" Fang Bai shouted angrily.

"A big bowl of rice at table seven!"

Fang's mother, Li Xiaofang, wiped the table and shouted to Fang's father, Fang Jisheng, who was in the kitchen.

"Wait a minute, the QR code is on the wall, just scan it yourself, five yuan!"

Li Xiaofang wiped the table for Fang Bai and then said without raising her head.

"Is it okay if I don't give you money..."

Fang Bai said with a smile.

"How about that? It's a small business..."

Li Xiaofang raised her head and glanced at Fang Bai.

"Son...ha...why are you back...haha..."

"Why did you come back?"

"Why did you come back suddenly, you little brat, without even saying hello!"

"Fang Bai's father, your son is back!"

Li Xiaofang patted Fang Bai's shoulder happily, and then shouted at the back kitchen.

"Didn't I miss you..."

Fang Bai hugged his mother.

"You silly kid, come back as soon as you come back, and you come back suddenly!"

Li Xiaofang laughed almost to the point of tears.

"What, my son is back?"

Fang Jisheng held a kitchen knife in his hand and walked out of the kitchen with an apron on his body and an excited look on his face.

"Damn it, you little brat are really back?"

The moment Fang Jisheng saw Fang Bai, he was really at a loss.

"Then do I still want to pay?"

Fang Bai joked.

"You little brat will know how to take care of your mother and eat whatever you want, no matter how much money you give her!"

Li Xiaofang pinched Fang Bai's face, and then pushed Lao Fang into the kitchen.

"My son is back, hurry up and cook!"

Soon, a bowl of rice bowl covered with sausage was served.

Fang Bai impatiently picked up a pair of chopsticks and started to devour the food.

I didn't have anything to eat all afternoon, and I was really hungry.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you!"

Li Xiaofang quickly got a bottle of mineral water. This is the tradition of Lao Fang's family. If you eat too fast, you will definitely choke...

After a while, Fang Bai had just taken two bites and was anxious to drink water.

Fang Bai took a swig of water and swallowed the rice, then he felt better.

He looked at his mother and said, "Mom, do you think something good has happened to your son recently?"

"What good things can happen to you kid, as long as you don't cause trouble for us!"

Li Xiaofang couldn't help but slap Fang Bai on the head and complained.

"How often did I wipe your butt when I was a kid? I could fight with other people's dogs. What other good things do you think you have?"

Fang Bai rolled his eyes: "Hey, mom, can you stop mentioning what happened when you were a child?"

"Why don't you mention it? Do you dare to do it or not?"

Li Xiaofang glared at Fang Bai with her hands on her hips angrily.

Fang Bai: "..."

"Hey, son, tell me, what good thing happened to you? Your mother doesn't believe you, but your father does!"

Lao Fang walked out of the kitchen, patted his chest and said.

"It's not a big deal, it's just...your son has become a university professor!"

Fang Bai chuckled.

Li Xiaofang suddenly touched Fang Bai's forehead with her hand, and then touched her own forehead: "I don't have a fever..."

Fang Bai: "..."

"Seriously, I really became a university professor!"

Fang Bai said seriously.

"Which university is so worthless? It can't be some pheasant university, right? Son, don't be deceived. If you are deceived into going to northern Myanmar, our family will not have the money to redeem you..."

Li Xiaofang continued.

"Oh, you believe me, what I say is true. Both the Central Conservatory of Music and the Xiang Provincial Conservatory of Music have invited me to teach. I am now an honorary professor at both universities!"

Fang Bai knocked on the table and said anxiously.

"Return to Central Conservatory of Music?"

Li Xiaofang curled her lips: "You have been tone-deaf when singing since you were a child. You can even sing out of tune like Two Tigers. You are covered in musical bacteria. Why do you still go to the Central Conservatory of Music to teach?"

Fang Bai narrowed his eyes helplessly and looked at his mother: "Am I so shabby in your eyes?"

Li Xiaofang shook her head: "That's not the case, my son, my mother still believes it..."

"Just He Jinsheng, do you know? He Jinsheng, He Luting's son, Mom, the one you told me every day when you were a child, I have met He Luting's son today, and his son personally invited me to Xiangyin University !”

Fang Bai said matter-of-factly.

Li Xiaofang's eyes widened, "Are you serious?"

"Really, I'm serious!"

Fang Bai spread his hands helplessly.

"He is indeed my son. He has inherited your mother's musical talent at first glance. Back then, your mother had the best voice in the village..."

Li Xiaofang patted Fang Bai on the shoulder happily.

Fang Bai: "..."

Then Fang Bai sighed.

"Why are you sighing?"

Lao Fang asked.

Fang Bai worriedly said: "I'm afraid I can't teach. I can still teach high school students..."

Lao Fang said: "What's the point of this? Think about it, isn't the fourth year of high school students just their freshman year? Speaking of truth is not teaching high school students, so what are you afraid of!"

Li Xiaofang patted the back of Fang Bai's hand and said, "No one is born to teach in college. There will always be a first time. Besides, there are so many people who can teach, why can't you teach, right?"

"Oh, my son is actually a university professor!"

Li Xiaofang was still immersed in joy and couldn't extricate herself.

Looking at the two people who were happy for him, Fang Bai finally let go of his worries. What was he afraid of? He had more than ten years of vision in this world and countless knowledge in his mind...

What is the concept of ten years?
Some people may think ten years is a short time.

But actually?
It only took three years for smartphones to become popular and change the lives of Chinese people.

Ten years ago, computers were not very popular, and most people still went to Internet cafes to access the Internet.

Ten years later, smart phones have become popular, and even the Internet has entered thousands of households.

Ten years ago, it was still a music scene where gods fought.

Ten years later, it will be so cool to eat a peach...

After letting go of the burden in his heart, Fang Bai became fearless.

Is there any problem with teaching a group of old-age students with advanced knowledge reserve and strategic vision?
Besides, Fang Bai discovered that since time traveling, his body seemed to have changed a little, his memory had gotten better, and his physical fitness had also become much better than before.

And that afternoon, the news was reported by major media.

[China’s youngest music master crushes the piano prince! 】

[The mysterious person who surprised countless people turned out to be a high school teacher! 】

[Piano Prince is ashamed to be a master! 】

[In the 21st century, a piano master is stronger than the piano prince! 】

　Thank you Ling Xianren for the 1 monthly tickets.

　　Thank you Ariesd for your 1 monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)