long love becomes ill

Chapter 1679 Growing Wanton in Your Heart (54)

Lin Ziyu distributed a wave of happy candies at Huada University, basically confirming her status as married. On this day, the female teachers had no intention of attending class, and the female students cried bitterly. On the third day of school at Huada University, the whole school was sluggish.

Under the explosive news of Lin Ziyu's marriage, such a trivial matter as the list of students for each course in the new semester is not worth mentioning.

Lin Ziyu's class is still full, even if this semester is specially changed to a big class, it is still taken up in seconds.

For the first time, Mingzheng's Classical Music Appreciation course was very popular. The elective courses were sold out, and the places in each grade were sold out. It was even more popular than the compulsory courses.

All the teachers in the office were downcast. The places for their compulsory courses were not full yet. Comparing people to others is really annoying. This is the age of goddamn beauty.

Mingzheng's first class is in the afternoon in the large music classroom.

Holding her PPT, Mingzheng panicked inexplicably, feeling that she had never been so nervous before performing on stage.

[Nervous, you are not allowed to go to class, ╭(╯^╰)╮] Mingzheng secretly sent Lin Ziyu a WeChat message.

【You asked Jiang Ai to move your cello to the music classroom? ] Lin Ziyu quickly responded to the message.

【I'm used to my cello, so I'm not allowed to attend lessons (＾U＾)ノ~YO. 】

Professor Lin looked at the cute and coquettish Ming Zheng, lowered his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

[Today, countless people came to ask me who I married. 】Professor Lin typed slowly.

[Then who are you married to? 】

Professor Lin's typing hand paused slightly, his slender fingers pressed the phone screen, his gaze was very light, and he typed a word: [You. 】

【On the weekend, let's go see grandma. ] Lin Ziyu typed a line.

Mingzheng was stunned for a moment, then said: [Okay. 】

Grandma Lin passed away three years ago, as if she had her own destiny, she died of illness in the same year as her grandparents.As if they had made an appointment, if they said go, they all left, and no one could keep them from staying.

It was also in that year that Mingzheng began to feel that life was fragile, that the world was impermanent, and that one day people and things around her would be far away from her. This fermented for three years, and she was in so much pain that she resolutely came back and went back to her youth for a period of time. There is no end to the affair.

Fortunately, even though they bumped into each other, even though they were still a little unfamiliar, they were together after all, and when she came back, he was still there.

Lin Ziyu put down her mobile phone, picked up her lecture notes, took a pen, and went to the music classroom to find a seat.

When they arrived in the classroom, the students who had arrived earlier gasped, oh, Professor Lin is here to attend the class.

My God, if you come to Teacher Mingzheng's music class, you can meet Professor Lin by chance. The two are probably really married.

Seeing Lin Ziyu found a seat in the last row of the classroom to sit down and listen to the class, everyone woke up like a dream, and quickly sent messages to call people.

[Come quickly, Professor Lin is in the music classroom. 】

[Professor Lin came to Mr. Mingzheng's class to listen to the class, I seem to smell the smell of love. 】

[Mist grass, what kind of beautiful love is this? 】

When Mingzheng arrived in the classroom, he was stunned for a moment looking at the dark and crowded classroom, and quickly realized that he turned on the PPT, played the projector, sat on the podium, and said coldly and calmly: "I'm very happy, this During the semester, I will give you a class on classical music appreciation."

Her voice was neither soft nor cold, and it carried a sense of coolness in the scorching September.

Many students came here because of Ming Zheng's fame, but in the middle of the other party's smooth talk, they were actually a little fascinated and learned relevant background knowledge for the first time.

The time passed very quickly. Mingzheng's class style was a series of lectures. He almost didn't need to read any materials, and the knowledge points were readily available. In the final appreciation part, he didn't play the cello music on the Internet, but played it himself.

From the staring eyes, facial expressions, to the mournful and deep sound of the piano, the classroom is so quiet that even a needle can be heard. Everyone held their breath and was brought to the isolated music stage unknowingly, listening to the soul from the cello voice.

Before the song was finished, some girls were already in tears, but they didn't dare to cry.

Lin Ziyu got up quietly, walked out of the classroom, leaned against the white wall outside, let out a deep breath, her amber pupils were faintly glowing.Music is the soul of Mingzheng. As long as she picks up the cello, she will always be that shining girl.

After Mingzheng's first class was over, the response was overwhelming. There were a lot of posts on the forum soon, and countless fans came out.

Mingzheng also breathed a sigh of relief, and excitedly knocked on Lin Ziyu's office after class.

"Professor Lin, this is my first time in class and my first time as a teacher. Please give me your advice."

Lin Ziyu saw that her eyebrows and eyes were all smiling, and she was not immersed in the sadness of the music. She was obviously more lively and lively, so she immediately curled her lips and said, "Every line is like a mountain, I don't know music very well, but when Teacher Ming is in class, A little indifferent and don't like to interact with students, which is deeply in my heart. I hope you will continue to work hard and become the best teacher in the eyes of students as soon as possible."

Mingzheng was inspired by his half-praise and half-encouragement words.

"Okay, thank you Professor Lin for your guidance."

"Ming Zheng, does being a teacher make you happy?" Lin Ziyu looked at her deeply and asked.Compared with the world stage of classical music, being a substitute teacher at Huada University, she feels wronged.

"Very happy, with a sense of identity, very pure, I am very happy when the students like my class." Mingzheng said with a crooked smile, "You are a teacher yourself, don't you feel happy?"

No, Lin Ziyu's eyes were slightly dark.Lectures made him feel lonely, and research also made him feel lonely. Only when he saw her smile did he feel a little warmth in his heart and feel that he was living in the world.

Mingzheng seemed to have found a new goal in life, devoted herself to the joy of teaching, and even called her mother in Ireland to talk about interesting things about school.

Ms. Ruan Jing was a little shocked and made a special call to ask Lin Ziyu.

Since the two received their certificates, Lin Ziyu would call Ms. Ruan Jing once a week to explain Zheng's daily life, which was a tacit agreement between the two.

"Azheng's mental state is very good recently. Is she really happy, or is she just pretending?" Ms. Ruan Jing asked.

"You should have seen it during the video. If you are worried, you can go back to China to see Azheng." Lin Ziyu said calmly.

Ms. Ruan Jing was silent for a while, and said, "I hope my previous decision was not wrong."

On Saturday morning, the two got up early and flew to Binhai.

"When grandma left, she said she would bury her bones here. This was the happiest place she spent in her later years." Lin Ziyu said lightly.

"Is the old house still there?" Mingzheng asked.

Returning to Binhai again, she had mixed feelings in her heart, a little timid and a little nostalgic.

"No more, it's demolition. After grandma left, I thought you wouldn't come back and deal with everything here." Lin Ziyu said lightly. He intended to live alone, come and go alone.

　good night~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)