"Hey, look, there are actually people bringing their children to school to report!"

"Is he a teacher at school? He doesn't look like a student."

"Yes, that woman is so elegant!"

"The clothes are very good, and they are too beautiful, right? Will she be the teacher of our class?"

"I think too much, I am the mother of other people's children!"

"I was just joking, and wouldn't it be nice to attend class every day?"

"The teacher probably didn't come today. The ones greeting the new students are counselors and some school leaders. In fact, I think they are more like tourists, because the counselors are too busy to take care of themselves. Where can they have time to bring their children to play?"

"It's impossible for tourists. Now schools have access control systems. You have to swipe your campus card to get in."

"I think it might be the parents who send their children to school!"

"No, I don't look that old. At most, I'm sending my younger siblings to school."

On the registration day for freshmen at the Magic Conservatory of Music, the school was as lively as a pot of porridge - the originally small campus was packed with people, students and parents everywhere, and there were voices and shouts everywhere.

When Yang Qian and Dai Yuni showed up at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music with their daughter in their arms, it was noisy because of the crowd. Although their unique temperament caused a small discussion, it did not create a complete sensation.

Seeing some of their new students, the old students had not yet had time to connect them with Yang Qian's "classmate" who had been making a lot of news in the past!

But before they had time to take a closer look, Yang Qian and the others disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

However, it was impossible for Yang Qian not to attract other people's attention or cause a large-scale sensation.

When they approached the teaching building, without even arriving at the freshman reporting office of the Composition and Conducting Department, some freshmen recognized them!

"Teacher Yang!"

A girl's cry of surprise attracted Yang Qian's attention.

"It's really Teacher Yang!"

"Wow, I saw a real person!"

"I want Teacher Yang's autograph!"

The noisy voices around him suddenly rose to several tones. After it was confirmed that it was Yang Qian, many students gathered around him excitedly.

Students who are a little further away may not have time to squeeze in. Yang Qian is already surrounded by three circles inside and three outside.

The parents who witnessed this scene were a little curious.

"Who is that Teacher Yang?"

"Which college is Teacher Yang a teacher from? Is it yours?"

"Is he some kind of celebrity? Why does he look like you all know him?"

Although they don't know Yang Qian, they still know very well what the Magic City Conservatory of Music is like when they send their children to report to the school - isn't it normal for such a top music school to have celebrities?

"Hey, Teacher Yang! Yang Qian! You haven't even heard of his name, right?"

"I told you about Teacher Yang before! He's the singer who got into our school's graduate school and is definitely a big star now!"

"I'm not a teacher at the school. Teacher Yang is our graduate classmate! It's just that he is in the composition department."

"We call him Teacher Yang because everyone calls him that. He often popularizes music theory knowledge to the public. Even if I have never learned music theory before, I still like to watch his live broadcasts. He teaches very well!"

The children around him would give them a grand introduction to Yang Qian.

Anyway, I can't squeeze in, so why not just stay here with my parents and admire Teacher Yang's star style from a distance.

"Loosen everyone out and leave some space in the middle! Don't crowd!"

Yang Qian, who was surrounded in the middle, didn't feel so good. Although his classmates were more restrained, seeing him holding the child, the classmates in front consciously acted as a human wall and shouldered the push behind him. There were also big

The loudest male student yelled and took the initiative to help maintain order.

There are still many students with outstanding abilities in this school.

“I still have to bring people with me from now on!”

Dai Yuni smiled and waved her hands in response to the classmates who called her name, while whispering to Yang Qian.

"Yes, my daughter is here, I am too pushy."

Yang Qian reviewed himself in a low voice.

He didn't bring any bodyguards, and everyone stayed outside the school gate. They carried their children and entered the Magic City Conservatory of Music!

After all, it was the first day of school. Yang Qian did not intend to be special. He brought a group of men in suits with him with great fanfare. This made him appear arrogant and repulsive. Yang Qian wanted to be an ordinary graduate student, but he did not want to be ignored by his classmates.

They are isolated.

However, Yang Qian regrets it now!

He was soft-hearted and brought his daughter to report, but putting her daughter in danger for the sake of his own image is indeed not a choice that a qualified father should make.

"Don't worry, everyone, we are all classmates! I will come back to school on time to attend classes in the future, and I will be your classmate for at least three years. Maybe in the future, you will see me more often on campus than online.

There are so many that everyone is accustomed to it. When walking on the street, there is no need to call Teacher Yang, just call Lao Yang. I am a few years older than everyone else!"

Yang Qian's somewhat humorous words made the students around him laugh in unison.

Just now, I felt that Yang Qian was dressed like a star and had the aura of a star, which made them admire him but at the same time there was a little sense of distance! Now, the sense of distance is gone, just the sound of Yang Qian shouting "Lao Yang"

, they feel a very peaceful and friendly feeling!

That’s right!

We are all classmates!

However, they all feel that they have benefited a lot from having such a classmate.

"Teacher Yang, will you really come back to school every day in the future?"

One girl couldn't help but ask.

She obviously didn't believe Yang Qian's rhetoric.

It’s not that they don’t believe Yang Qian, but Yang Qian is such a big star, how can he really come back to class every day? Are the school’s courses too expensive, or are big stars too busy? If they tell others, maybe others

I don’t even believe it!

"It shouldn't be possible to go back to school every day. This depends on the class schedule arranged by my tutor, Professor Chen Gang. But since I am studying, I will definitely come back to class when there are no special circumstances. The subsequent itinerary will also be arranged according to the class schedule.

Adjustment."

Yang Qian's sincere answer received a small round of applause from the onlookers.

Maybe this would not have much weight for others. But Yang Qian's character and conduct are something that most students have heard about and even witnessed for a long time. If he said that he would insist on coming back to class, then he should not break his promise.

.Compared with the "culture" of skipping classes that many students have learned before they entered school, Yang Qian, as a star, still insists on attending classes. Such diligence is even more worthy of admiration.

"Teacher Yang, will you stay in the school dormitory?"

A boy asked a question that actually many people knew the answer to, and even Yang Qian's words just now revealed it.

"Definitely not!"

No, some classmates were already laughing and answering for Yang Qian.

"Absolutely not. Although I also know that the dormitory of our Shanghai Conservatory of Music is quite beautiful. The new dormitory building has many facilities that make students from other schools envious. But I can only envy everyone and go to the dormitory.

, If nothing else, my daughter is the first to disagree! If she finds out, she will cry for you!"

Yang Qian pointed to his daughter.

Of course, Yang Xiaozhao didn't know what her father meant. She blinked her eyes innocently. This soft and cute look earned her classmates good-natured laughter, which was also mixed with many compliments for her.

"Teacher Yang, I am studying Bel Canto and would like to ask you for advice. If I want to become a singer like you in the future, do I need to change my singing method?"

Finally, a classmate asked a question that many students may be eager to know.

"There is no final answer to this question, because the singing style of a singer is not fixed. There are thousands of people with different styles. This is also the basis for our Chinese music scene to bloom. Even if there is a definition of bel canto singer and pop singer, it cannot be said to be bel canto.

Singers are worse than pop singers, and no pop singer has status. Our dean is the first to disagree with this statement, isn't it?"

Yang Qian gave the most typical example, which they could not refute, and of course received unanimous laughter and applause from them.

After all, he is the dean!

Liao Jianyu is an undisputed "top class" in terms of musical attainments and status in the music industry.

"However, although there is no conclusion on your question, I have some thoughts of my own. That is, if you have the energy and spare power, you should learn bel canto singing and pop singing. I have a student. She said a few days ago

I picked up a word that I think can sum up my thoughts very well. This word means that you have many skills but don’t overwhelm yourself! The more you learn, the deeper your understanding of music will be. There will no longer be any bel canto singing method or popular singing method.

Cognitive bias. At the same time, you can also switch your singing method more flexibly in response to different occasions, or different music needs."

Yang Qian held his daughter and talked eloquently as usual.

However, his words were only listened seriously by some students, while the majority still disagreed.

"How can you learn so much?"

“I haven’t seen Dean Liao singing both bel canto and pop.”

"Who can compare with Teacher Yang's understanding ability?"
To be continued...