Siheyuan: Since 51

Zhu Dexi's office.

After Lin Zhiyuan entered the room, he immediately saw three officers sitting beside him.

He didn't care and walked straight to Zhu Dexi, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Zhu Dexi smiled and gestured, "Come on, Xiaolin, let me introduce you. This is Director Song of the Military and Political Song and Dance Troupe. The two people next to him are Director Zhang and Director Li."

Lin Zhiyuan was puzzled, but his expression remained calm and he greeted him with a smile.

"Hello! I'm Lin Zhiyuan."

The leader, Captain Song, stood up, saluted, and smiled, "Hello, Comrade Lin, I didn't expect Mr. Shihui to be so young. He is really promising at a young age!"

After some introductions, Lin Zhiyuan learned that the three people came to seek his consent to compose music and perform the three poems.

Lin Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and slowly said, "To be honest, Captain Song, I have already composed the music for these three poems."

"what?"

Not only Captain Song and his two companions, but even Zhu Dexi looked shocked.

Lin Zhiyuan had a smile on his face and spoke in a calm tone.

"I have taught myself to play the erhu before, and I also have some knowledge of music theory. When I was writing the poems, I felt something in my heart and came up with the melody. After a few days of revision, all three pieces were ready."

Officer Zhang chuckled and said with some doubt, "Comrade Lin, composing music is not an easy task. Don't waste three good poems."

Secretary Li quickly agreed, "Yes, the group attaches great importance to your three poems, otherwise why would they let me and Lao Zhang come together?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but did not respond.

Seeing this, Captain Song smiled and tried to smooth things over. "Comrade Lin, what do you think of this? Since you have already composed the music, why not show it to everyone and we can discuss it later."

Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands helplessly, "I'm really sorry, I came in a hurry and didn't bring the sheet music."

Secretary Zhang shook his head slightly and was about to speak when Lin Zhiyuan continued, "But it doesn't matter. I can sing it for you."

Captain Song agreed, "Okay, we're all ears."

Secretary Zhang and Secretary Li looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

Lin Zhiyuan spoke without hesitation.

"The mountains and rivers only haunt me in my dreams..."

"My motherland and I..."

"From the waves that have traveled five thousand miles..."

After three songs, you could hear a pin drop in the office.

Zhu Dexi, along with Captain Song and the other two, were all stunned.

After a while, Captain Song came to his senses and was the first to applaud.

"Great, great! I didn't expect that Comrade Lin not only writes good poems, but also composes amazing music."

Secretary Zhang and Secretary Li woke up as if from a dream. They looked at each other and saw surprise and admiration in each other's eyes.

"Comrade Lin, you are truly a hidden talent! The three songs you sang are simply the sounds of nature!" Secretary Li praised sincerely.

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your praise. I guess it's because I'm the author of the poem that I can better understand the emotions in it!"

Director Song looked eager, "Comrade Lin, our Military and Political Song and Dance Troupe wants three songs! How much is it?"

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter, "Just give it as you see fit, or not."

Captain Song raised his voice slightly, "How can this be possible?"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It's all for the service of the people, it won't be a problem."

……

Lin Zhiyuan sang it again, and Zhang and Li wrote down the music score.

Captain Song and his two companions left happily with the music score.

After seeing the three people off, Zhu Dexi narrowed his eyes and looked at his students.

"Xiaolin, that's awesome."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, "Teacher, please stop praising me. If nothing else, I'll go back to the factory."

"Wait a moment."

Zhu Dexi opened the drawer and took out an envelope. "Three of your poems were published in the People's Daily. This is the payment."

Lin Zhiyuan did not refuse and took it with a smile.

Zhu Dexi warned: "Don't be proud. Even if you have been published in the People's Daily twice, you must study hard. Also, you must write your novel as soon as possible."

Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips, "Teacher, don't worry."

There is a tree-lined path at the National University. The sunlight shines obliquely through the gaps between the leaves, casting a mottled shadow on the ground.

Walking in it, Lin Zhiyuan enjoyed the breeze caressing his cheeks.

I picked up the envelope, opened it, and was stunned.

It was a full three million, and Lin Zhiyuan took a long time to sigh.

"It is said that the early years of the founding of the country were difficult, but who would have thought that the royalties would be so high! A poem costs one million, and an article of a thousand words costs hundreds of thousands. This is simply a robbery! It is easily one or two months' salary for others."

Just as I put away the royalties, a ring rang rapidly behind me.

Lin Zhiyuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man riding a bicycle rushing towards him.

Without time to think, he dodged by jumping to the side.

The middle-aged man stopped his bicycle and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, classmate, did I hit you?"

"It's okay, no one hit you, just ride slower."

As they were talking, Lin Zhiyuan found that the middle-aged man looked very familiar. He looked at him carefully and thought of Uncle Tao, and his brows furrowed.

Could this be Uncle Tao’s son, Tao Siyuan, one of the four?

He asked tentatively, "Are you Professor Tao?"

The middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and said, "I'm Tao Siyuan. Are you also my student?"

"No, I'm from the Chinese department." Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand and made up a lie, "I've heard of you."

Tao Siyuan curled his lips and asked with a smile: "Oh? What do you Chinese department say about me?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. How should I know? Thinking of what Uncle Tao said, he was too busy to see anyone, and immediately said with a smile: "Everyone says you are a workaholic. When you are busy, you forget to eat and sleep. You are a madman."

"Hahaha."

Tao Siyuan smiled cheerfully, "You're right, you're a Chinese major student, a workaholic, that's very appropriate, I like this title."

Since it was not easy to meet, Lin Zhiyuan continued the conversation, "Professor Tao, you study chemistry, what kind of fuel has the highest energy?"

Tao Siyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why are you, a Chinese major student, asking this?"

"Well, I was chatting with a friend before, and he said that if we put gasoline in the firecrackers, we don't know if they would be more powerful."

Tao Siyuan laughed a few times and said, "We can't generalize. We need to decide based on the specific situation."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "You have inspired me. I have to get busy. I will leave first."

Looking at Tao Siyuan's back, Lin Zhiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

With such cunningness, how could it be a hidden enemy?

It seems that among the four people mentioned by Monkey, only Wang Kexian is a trash, and the other three are probably good people!

Seeing that it was still early, Lin Zhiyuan was too lazy to go back to the steel mill and instead went to Grandma Deng's house.

Slowly walked to the door.

I knocked on the door and said, "Grandma Deng, are you home? I'm Xiaolin."

"I'm coming!"

It was not Mrs. Deng's voice, but a deep male voice.