Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

No. 43, Baojia Street, Xicheng District, Beijing.

Looking at the sign hanging on the left side of the gate, Wu Youde stopped, stood upright and looked at it. This is the number one music palace in the country!

We are here to give a lecture today.

Thinking about it, it feels a bit weird!

Wu Youde looked at the school's sign and smiled, then pushed the car towards the inside...

(The Central Conservatory of Music was established in Tianjin and was not moved to the capital until 1958. A few minor changes have been made here, which will not affect reading.)

The guard at the door saw that Wu Youde was dressed very well, so he politely stopped him and asked who he was and what he was doing here.

Wu Youde told the truth, saying that he was invited by Principal Feng Sicong to teach.

The guard was immediately in awe. After registering his name, he enthusiastically expressed that he would take Wu Youde to the principal's office.

Of course it's good to have someone to lead the way.

Immediately,

Wu Youde followed the guard into the campus of the Central Conservatory of Music. Although the buildings on the campus were not as modern as later generations, they all revealed a simple artistic charm.

Walking along the tree-lined avenues of the campus, I just feel very peaceful...

……

Feng Sicong's office was in a three-story building. When Wu Youde saw him, he was standing in front of the window with a cup of coffee and looking at the campus in the distance, lost in thought.

"Hello, Principal Feng!"

Wu Youde shouted loudly.

Feng Sicong looked back, surprised and happy. He quickly put down the coffee in his hand and walked over to greet him, "Haha, you are here! I was wondering when you would come..."

"Come on, come on, sit down, sit down quickly."

"Tea or coffee?"

Feng Sicong was very enthusiastic, and Wu Youde smiled and said, "Just tea."

Feng Sicong immediately went to make tea.

When he came back, he found a glass bottle on the coffee table, which contained amber liquid, which looked very bright.

"This is?"

"This is Guilingji medicinal wine, a recipe passed down from our ancestors. It has the effects of strengthening the body, nourishing the body, and prolonging life."

Wu Youde blinked and said with a smile: "There is also a very strong effect, you will know this after you drink it.

This medicinal wine was brewed recently. I will bring you a bottle today so you can try it. "

Medicinal wine?

Feng Sicong was stunned, picked up the glass bottle and looked at it carefully.

In the end, he didn't see what was good or bad.

However, he was still very happy to hear what Wu Youde said was true. After all, he could think of himself. You will know the effect after a while.

Feng Sicong laughed and said, "Okay, thank you. I'll take it back and try it."

With that said, he returned to his desk, took a palm-sized pamphlet, and handed it to Wu Youde.

"This is your visiting professor's certificate. You can use it when entering the gate, borrowing books from the library, etc. And here, this is your employment certificate."

A piece of paper similar to a certificate was placed in front of Wu Youde.

Wu Youde raised his eyes and took a look...

At the top is a school emblem, and below are the six black characters of 'Central Conservatory of Music'.

Dear Comrade Wu Youde, in view of... you are hereby invited to serve as a visiting professor at the Central Conservatory of Music, and a letter of appointment is issued.

At the end is a red seal.

……

Wu Youde looked at it carefully and then carefully put it away. Although this thing was not valuable, it was of high quality and the meaning it represented was extraordinary.

Of course you have to keep it, show off later, no, keep it as a souvenir.

"Which class do I teach? Where is the classroom? How many people are in the class?" Wu Youde asked key questions closely related to him.

Feng Sicong said: "You don't have classes."

What?

I don't have a class?

Wu Youde was stunned, but looking at Feng Sicong, he felt that he was not joking.

"I plan to let you teach students in the form of open classes. Anyone who is interested can attend the class. The school will not impose restrictions.

As for the class location..."

Feng Sicong looked at Wu Youde and said with a smile: "It depends on the registration situation. If there are many people who sign up, it will be placed in the auditorium. If there are few people, it will be in the classroom.

Youde, when do you plan to teach? Are you ready? "

It turned out to be the case.

Wu Youde felt that this was quite reasonable, and he said: "Of course you are ready. If not, I will come. Let's teach today.

Your school is too far away, and I don’t want to travel too far.

I will teach a class today to try it out. If everyone’s feedback is okay, I will come back later. If everyone doesn’t like it...

Hehe, that means I have little talent and little knowledge and am not worthy of being a teacher, so I won’t let others mislead me! "

"Haha."

Feng Sicong laughed, shook his head and said: "No, I have full confidence in you.

If we didn’t have a few brushes, how could we write so many popular and well-loved excellent works in a row? "

Wu Youde smiled helplessly.

My heart said you really overestimated me, I really don’t have a brush.

If I hadn't read through the "Collection of Ancient Chinese Music Documents", I definitely wouldn't be here today, and I might not be here at this time next year.

……

ten o'clock in the morning,

A message suddenly appeared on the Central Conservatory of Music’s radio:

Dear classmates, good news!

Teacher Wu Youde, who created many outstanding works such as "My Motherland", "Liuyang River", "Socialism is Good", "We Are All Successors of Communism", "Let Us Swing the Oars", came to our school.

He will publicly share his valuable creative experience at 2 p.m. This is a rare opportunity not to be missed!

Students who want to attend classes can first sign up with the teachers of each class...

When the students in each class who had just finished class heard the news, they all stood stunned on the spot, and then they all started talking excitedly.

"What? Wu Youde is coming to give a lecture?

I really like his song "My Motherland", it's so well written! I must go listen to it this afternoon! "

"I'll go too, I'll go too. I like his song "Liuyang River" better. The lyrics are well written and the music is good. It's really melodious and graceful. It lingers for three days. It's so nice!"

"I heard that he is still very young. He seems to be younger than us. I don't know if it is true. I have to go and have a look in the afternoon..."

"What? Younger than us? Is that impossible? I'm only thirty this year, isn't he even thirty?

Who did you hear this news from? Is it accurate? "

"I heard what Professor Lu said. Last time he and Director Liu were eating and chatting in the cafeteria, I happened to be sitting near them and accidentally heard it.

She said she was only twenty years old..."

"hiss!!!"

Twenty years old? ? ?

Everyone suddenly became numb and gasped.

How can this be?

You are only twenty years old and you have already written so many excellent works?

And he composes the music and writes the lyrics himself, which is really unbelievable and unbelievable!