After a breakup, a song heals the world

About a minute later, the teacher replied, "Well... OK, it's a bit bold, but I understand. In the future, we should focus on academic subjects."

Although the other party's words were very tactful.

But even through the screen, Su Yan could imagine the helplessness and confusion of the teacher who always took care of him.

As to why I didn't continue asking.

The reason is very simple, it is because of my illness.

Su Yan even guessed that the teacher misunderstood that he was too impulsive, so he wrote a song about his relationship with Xie Ming.

In the eyes of many people, people with depression are like fragile glass.

Strangers are naturally indifferent, so it’s nothing.

But people who care about you are worried about hurting you, and dare not touch your heart, so it will make you... more lonely.

Su Yan didn't rush to explain anything, but thought about the purpose of looking for the other party tonight, "Teacher Xu, I want to sign up for the college entrance examination theme song collection event you mentioned before. I just happened to write a song with such a theme. 】

In a brand new wedding room not far from Lincheng No. 3 High School.

Xu Feifei frowned and looked at the words on the phone screen. She was stunned for a few seconds before quickly typing a line of words and sending it.

[Okay, just send it to me and I will help you sign up.]

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but say one more sentence.

[Su Yan, the school entrance exam is over. You should focus more on academic subjects. The reason why the entire Ludong Province is holding such an event is to remind all senior high school students to work hard.]

After sending it, she let out a long sigh.

I can understand this student's feelings because his family is not well-off.

That's why I thought of using this method to win the prize money for the college entrance examination theme song and improve my family's conditions.

Or maybe you want to prove yourself to others.

But this time, the event is aimed at the entire eastern Shandong Province, including professional music colleges like Lincheng Conservatory of Music.

Not to mention that Su Yan knew nothing about arranging music, even other music students who were preparing to apply for arranging music would only become cannon fodder in such a competition.

The notification sound of the mobile phone message interrupted Xu Feifei's thoughts.

She glanced at the screen.

[Then I'll trouble you, Teacher Xu. ]

Xu Feifei quickly replied.

【What's the trouble? 】

After thinking for a while, she wrote a few more lines in the input box, but quickly deleted them.

After hesitating for a moment, she edited the message again and sent it out, [Su Yan, if you have any problems that you are embarrassed to tell your family and your peers can't help you solve, you can talk to your teacher. The teacher will definitely keep it confidential for you.

In addition, remember that you are a bit weak in mathematics. Teacher Li usually has nothing to do, so you can come to my house and let him help you with your lessons. 】

After waiting for a while, I got a reply from the other side, "Thank you, teacher. I understand. I am sorry for making you worried."

In addition to this message, the other party also sent a file, which was probably the theme song that Su Yan prepared for his senior year of high school.

In my impression, this child is introverted but very polite.

I was very motivated at the beginning, but the unfortunate thing was... I didn't have much talent.

Thinking of the child's family background and the incident of suicide due to love, Xu Feifei breathed a sigh of relief after turning off her phone.

Hearing his newlywed wife sigh, the man who was preparing the lesson plan turned his head and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

The man's name is Li Chuanyun, and he is Xu Feifei's husband. They are colleagues at school, and he is a math teacher.

Xu Feifei rubbed her forehead and said, "It's a senior high school student who I am teaching, his name is Su Yan."

"Su Yan?" Li Chuanyun put down the pen in his hand. "Is that the Su Yan who committed suicide by jumping into the sea after breaking up and becoming depressed?"

Xu Feifei smiled bitterly, "You know all about this?"

Li Chuanyun nodded, "This matter has caused quite a stir. Premature love, breakup, depression, suicide... Pick any one of these words, and it would be big news in any school.

Even an ordinary math teacher like me knows about it, not to mention the school leaders and other students.”

Xu Feifei felt even worse, "This child is quite pitiful.

Tomorrow is Monday and school is about to start. I guess many students will gossip about him behind his back.

His family was not well off, and his girlfriend broke up with him and got together with another male student who had an uncle who was a musician.

I guess I failed the school entrance exam again.

He just sent me a message and I consoled him. He is bad at math and I told him to come to my house when he is free so I can help him with math."

Li Chuanyun stood up, poured a glass of water, and said with emotion, "I remember that he was a very polite child. He would greet me every time he saw me, even though his voice was as small as a mosquito.

Children nowadays are born differently.

I am also a poor boy from the countryside. I gritted my teeth and worked hard for more than ten years before I passed the exam to become a teacher and bought a house in the county town.

I can definitely give him extra lessons, but I think the biggest problem for this child is psychological, right?"

Xu Feifei nodded and said, "Yeah, he's a good kid, but he's just being too stubborn.

Yesterday at the school exam, he didn’t sing the song I arranged for him to sing. Instead, he sang a song he wrote. I guess he still couldn’t get over it.

I guess there is no hope for the school entrance exam. Writing songs is not that easy. How can someone who studies vocal performance write songs?

It's like liking a girl and wanting to write a love poem to express my thoughts. The feelings are quite sincere, but the level is hard to describe in words.

I think he wants to prove himself too much because he hasn't gotten over it yet.

Just now, I received another song, hoping to participate in the college entrance examination theme song collection activity. "

Li Chuanyun was stunned. "The theme song for the college entrance examination? The one with the 200,000 yuan prize you mentioned?"

"Yeah..." Xu Feifei shook her head and was about to say something.

Suddenly the phone rang again.

She quickly took out her cell phone and responded to the new messages on it.

After a while, she put down her phone and looked at Li Chuanyun with a strange expression.

Sensing his wife's strangeness, Li Chuanyun asked, "What's wrong? Is it news about Su Yan?"

Xu Feifei shook her head. "It was Jiang Zipeng and Xie Ming who sent me the work."

Li Chuanyun was even more confused: "Works? Jiang Zipeng and Xie Ming?"

Xu Feifei walked to the desk, turned on the computer, and answered, "Yes, it's also a work for the college entrance examination theme song collection activity.

Xie Ming is...Su Yan's ex-girlfriend, and Jiang Zipeng is Xie Ming's current boyfriend."

Li Chuanyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Children nowadays don't study hard. It's ok to make friends in all kinds of ways, but they also break up and get back together..."

Xu Feifei interrupted her husband, "That's not the point. The point is that Jiang Zipeng's uncle is a teacher at Lincheng Conservatory of Music and a well-known musician."

Li Chuanyun was stunned, "You mean..."

Xu Feifei had already opened her computer. As she logged into her social media account, she said, "I'm not sure either. Let me take a look at the works sent by these two people first."

Soon, Xu Feifei looked at the two professionally produced songs on the computer screen and said with emotion, "I was right. Come and take a look."

Although Li Chuanyun didn't know much about music, he still moved a stool and sat next to his wife.

Xu Feifei explained as she clicked the music score with her mouse: "Jiang Zipeng wrote a song before. How should I put it? His courage is commendable, but his level is really average.

The arrangements and some tones of these two works are simply not at the same level as the songs written by Jiang Zipeng before.

In addition, Xie Ming’s works and Jiang Zipeng’s works have very similar styles.”

Li Chuanyun was confused. "I don't understand this. Just tell me what you mean."

Xu Feifei glared at her husband and said directly, "That is to say, Jiang Zipeng and Xie Ming's works have been carefully edited by professional musicians."