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Chapter 117 Becoming a High School Teacher (1/2)

Soon, the team leader led Lin Jianxue out of the door and got into the co-pilot seat of the tractor. He then jumped behind Fang Qipan, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his dark and strong forearms, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!

It rumbled along the way, raising dust and causing the old chickens at the entrance of the village to flutter and fly three feet high!

*

The two of them were riding in a rumbling iron carriage on a bumpy ride.

Along the way, we passed fields of lush wheat and rapeseed, occasionally passing a major intersection where villagers grazed their cattle and cut grass. The air was tinged with the unique fresh earthy scent of early spring, a stark contrast to the city life, yet a feeling of exceptional grounding and security.

Zhenhai High School is located in the southeast corner of the county seat and is one of the oldest schools in the county.

The sides of the tall school gate are painted bright pink and white, and in the middle hangs a wooden plaque with the words "Hulan County Zhenhai High School" written on it.

A few scattered students were playing football on the playground. As soon as the bell rang, the crowd dispersed in twos and threes, all dressed neatly and behaved properly.

The tractor creaked to a stop in front of the school gate, attracting many students to stop and take a peek.

As soon as he got off the car, the captain couldn't help but sigh:

"Xiao Lin, look at these students, they are so energetic!"

He sighed in admiration and added in a low voice:

"If I had known I was going to be a farmer, I would have worked harder and gotten into high school and become a teacher. Now I can even eat braised pork once a week with a coupon, which is better than farming a field."

After he finished speaking, he smiled innocently.

Lin Jianxue smiled, looked at him, and said:

"You are now the captain of the Shuguang Production Brigade. So many people listen to you."

Her tone was gentle and respectful, and she spoke very confidently, without any flattery, but it just touched the man's heart.

Liang Bin laughed and waved his hands while leading the way:

"You are sensible and can talk!"

He quickened his pace and led Lin Jianxue towards the teaching building.

*

There were many people basking in the sun in the square in front of the teaching building. A few teachers were chatting and drinking tea under the shade of the trees. As soon as they saw Liang Bin, someone greeted him from a distance:

"Captain, is that so?"

Liang Bin hurried forward, patting his chest loudly:

"Old Zhao, I'm sending you talented people!"

He pointed to the girl behind him, proudly and solemnly saying:

"A great pianist from the Imperial Capital Art Troupe, if the country didn't need her, she wouldn't be willing to leave the capital!"

Everyone looked over at once, their expressions varied: surprise, suspicion, disbelief...

One of the deans, who had a goatee, looked the heroine up and down twice, half-believing and half-doubting, asked:

"Little girl, can you really play the piano?"

Lin Jianxue nodded slightly and responded gently:

"Yes. I can try it right away."

The dean pondered for a moment, then winked at the young male teacher beside him, "Xiao Sun, take her to the music classroom and have her play a couple of songs so we can all listen together."

*

The young male teacher named Sun led the way, Lin Jianxue followed behind, and Liang Bin and the dean of studies also followed in.

A few people walked through a slightly dark corridor and came to a room with a sign that said "Music Classroom".

Teacher Sun pushed open the creaking wooden door.

A faint smell of mold and dust hit me in the face.

The classroom is not big, with a few crooked desks and chairs. The most eye-catching thing is a foot-operated organ placed by the window.

The organ looked a little worn out. The brown paint was mottled and had peeled off in patches. The keys were a little yellowed, and even the pedals seemed loose.

"Well, the conditions are a bit simple," Teacher Sun scratched his head somewhat uncomfortably.

The dean's gaze fell on the organ, and his brows furrowed slightly, but soon relaxed again, his face still wearing a businesslike smile.

Captain Liang Bin was a practical man. He looked at the organ and wondered what kind of tune it could produce.

Teacher Sun pulled out a collection of etudes from a pile of old books nearby and handed it to Lin Jianxue: "Comrade Lin, this is the music we used when we were young. Take a look at it and play any of them."

The sheet of music was yellowed and the corners were curled up, showing that it had been read countless times.

Lin Jianxue took it and gently brushed the cover with her fingertips, her expression still cold and gentle.

"Tuo."

She walked to the pedal organ, but instead of starting immediately, she bent down and tried to step on the pedal below.

The pedals made a creaking protest sound, which was a bit awkward.

She stretched out her slender fingers again and gently pressed a few keys to test the pitch and feel.

The whole process was neither hurried nor slow, exuding the calmness and composure that only professionals can have.

The dean and Liang Bin looked at each other, and the doubts in their hearts unconsciously faded a little.

This girl doesn't look like she's bragging.

Lin Jianxue quickly became familiar with the "temper" of this old organ.

She spread out the music score, her clear eyes falling on the staff.

Then, she gently stepped on the pedal and placed her hands on the keys.

A slightly hoarse but still melodious melody slowly flowed out from the organ.

It is "Unforgettable Night".

This song is a classic that is almost known to every household in this era.

The sound of the piano was a little awkward at first, like an old machine starting up again, but as Lin Jianxue played, the sound became smoother and more beautiful.

Her eyelashes were slightly lowered, her expression was focused, and her fingers were flying across the piano keys like a butterfly flying through the air.

The sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on her body and giving her a soft halo.

Teacher Sun, who was still a little nervous, opened his eyes wider and wider, opened his mouth slightly, and almost forgot to breathe.

Captain Liang Bin was even more fascinated by the music. He was a rough man and had never heard such a beautiful song before. He felt that the tune penetrated into his ears and was very soothing.

The smile on the dean's face became more and more sincere, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became much deeper.

The song ends, but the lingering sound remains.

The classroom was quiet for a few seconds.

“Pah pah pah!”

The first person to applaud was Captain Liang Bin. He clapped his hands hard, his dark face full of excitement and pride.

"Oh! Too oh! Lin Zhiqing, you play really well!"

Teacher Sun also clapped his hands vigorously, looking at Lin Jianxue with eyes full of admiration.

The dean of studies stood up excitedly, walked a few steps to Lin Jianxue, and the smile on his face was brighter than the spring light outside the window.

These days, he has been so worried about the county leaders coming to listen to the open classes, especially this difficult music class, that his hair is almost turning white.

Zhenhai High School’s reputation is all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor.

But the school's previous music teacher only taught harmonica and flute, and was okay enough to pass the daily teaching.

If I really want to show it to teachers across the county, it will be too bad.

It's not like he hasn't thought of a way, but where can he find a proper music teacher who can read musical notation and play musical instruments?

It was like a perfect match. He didn't expect that Liang Bin from the Shuguang Production Brigade would actually send him such a great talent!

The pianist of the Imperial Capital Art Troupe!

This title, this level, not to mention their Hulan County, even in the whole region, it is top-notch!

"Lin Zhiqing! You play the piano so well!" The dean's voice was filled with joy as if a burden had been lifted off a burden.