Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 136 I can't

Yan Jin probably didn't expect Jiang Xun to ask this question. Although it wasn't a private matter, no student had ever dared to ask it to her face before.

She awkwardly smoothed her long hair and asked in return:
"Why do you ask?"

"Just out of curiosity, I just want to know what kind of man a woman as outstanding as you, teacher, would marry," Jiang Xun replied casually.

He couldn't very well say that he felt the atmosphere was too awkward and just wanted to start a conversation, but he also had the bad habit of speaking too quickly and asking a question that the other person didn't seem to like answering.

After a moment of silence, Yan Jin replied calmly:

"I got married a year ago. I married an ordinary person, nothing special." Her tone was as cold as ever, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Jiang Xun nodded, not wanting to delve into the topic further, as it would indeed be somewhat impolite.

He then began to ask questions about biomedicine, taking the opportunity to inquire about some content that had not yet been included in the journal.

When it came to academics, Yan Jin did indeed become a bit more talkative, taking the initiative to explain a lot of professional knowledge to Jiang Xun and providing detailed answers to Jiang Xun's questions.

As expected of a professor from Peking University, just this one explanation was enough to increase Jiang Xun's experience in biological technology.

Yan Jin was also somewhat surprised by Jiang Xun's research in biomedicine. She had thought that Jiang Xun had only taught himself part of the undergraduate curriculum before starting to write papers.

But after a conversation, she felt that Jiang Xun had almost mastered the undergraduate knowledge and even touched on a lot of graduate-level content.

How does someone manage to learn so well in every aspect? This made her even more interested in Jiang Xun.

Of course, this is just an interest in researching the above.

If Jiang Xun knew that this beautiful female professor was treating him as a research subject, he would definitely keep his distance from her.

As they approached the Memorial Hall Square, Yan Jin said to Jiang Xun:
"You can go about your business after this, don't worry about me."

"Okay, teacher." Jiang Xun still didn't understand Yan Jin's purpose in coming along, but her behavior was a bit unusual, so Jiang Xun felt it was best to keep her distance.

Upon arriving at the square, Yan Jin found a bench at the very edge and sat down, showing no intention of entering the square.

After Jiang Xun stepped into the square, he experienced for the first time what the 'Battle of a Hundred Regiments' meant.

Kyoto University's club recruitment is famously lively, with students from various clubs setting up club signs and doing their best to showcase their club's strengths and characteristics to attract newly enrolled students.

There were beautiful women dancing, violinists playing, golfers playing, taekwondo demonstrations, and even people cooking on the spot.

Jiang Xun had only taken a few steps when he received several flyers introducing the club.

Although he wasn't interested in any of them, the senior students recruiting were really enthusiastic and quite good-looking. They insisted on showing him off.

Especially after they recognized him as the most outstanding freshman this year, he was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

I don't know who started it, but they insisted on making him sing. His song "As You Wish" is now sung by many people at Peking University, and everyone wants to hear the original singer perform it.

Jiang Xun couldn't refuse any longer, so she reluctantly went to the music association's venue and took the microphone from the beautiful president.

In an instant, he became the focus of everyone's attention in the entire Memorial Hall Square, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

Yan Jin, sitting quietly on the edge of the room, watched him from a distance, as if observing a lab rat.

As the accompaniment began, Jiang Xun sang this emotionally rich song once again with his mellow voice.

The moment his voice rang out, the square miraculously fell silent, and everyone's face showed varying degrees of surprise.

Is this a live performance? What's the difference between this and the recording? With that voice and singing skills, she could easily be a singer!

People stared in shock at Jiang Xun, who seemed to be glowing, and couldn't help but question God, "What the hell did you close on him?"

After the song ended, everyone was still a little disappointed. It was so beautiful; they had never heard such a wonderful live performance before.

In comparison, the performances by the music association members were truly appalling.

At this moment, some people started urging Jiang Xun to do another one, and soon a unified voice emerged, making it impossible for Jiang Xun to refuse.

Jiang Xun thought for a moment, but didn't say anything. Instead, he walked to the piano next to him and clipped the microphone onto the microphone stand.

People immediately understood what he was going to do. Many girls in the audience couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "He's going to sing and play the piano! So he can play the piano too?"
A person who can write songs will definitely know how to play a musical instrument at least a little bit.

They knew Jiang Xun could play the guitar, and he played it very well; videos he had previously posted on Weibo had also been reposted to the Peking University forum.

But people didn't expect him to be able to play the piano. They couldn't help but wonder, how many skills does this guy have? Is there anything he can't do?
At this moment, Jiang Xun placed his hands on the piano keys, closed his eyes and remained calm for a few seconds, and the scene instantly fell silent.

Everyone was curious about which song he was going to play and sing, whether it would be one of the most popular songs at the moment, and how good his piano skills were, whether they were better than his guitar skills.

Just as everyone was speculating, Jiang Xun pressed down hard on the first piano key.
The first note was like a drop of water falling into a still lake, creating ripples. Then, the crisp notes flowed out like a stream.

People stared wide-eyed at Jiang Xun before them. Whether or not they knew anything about the piano, they could all tell that this was no ordinary level.

The strings danced and changed in his hands, the scales flowing smoothly and effortlessly. Even a layman could hear the exquisite technique, and to an expert, it was simply art.

However, as the notes continued to play, people suddenly realized something: the piece Jiang Xun was playing didn't seem to be one that anyone was familiar with. Was it a relatively obscure song? But it was a very beautiful piece; it shouldn't be unknown.

Could it be...

The moment a guess formed in people's minds, Jiang Xun gave them the answer.

[Walking and stopping along the way, following the traces of the boy's drifting journey]

I hesitated for a moment before stepping out of the station.

[I can't help but laugh at this feeling of trepidation upon approaching home; it's something I can't avoid.]

The sky over the wilderness remains warm, and the wind carries the echoes of the past.

The gentle melody and delicate voice are like a story being told, instantly drawing everyone's emotions into the world of the boy.

People temporarily put aside all their chaotic thoughts and were completely immersed in the song. Most of them were students who had left their hometowns to study elsewhere, so they were easily drawn into the song.

Yan Jin, who was sitting in the distance, suddenly had a ripple in his usually calm eyes, and his expression lost its usual indifference.

At this moment, Jiang Xun's deep voice suddenly became clearer, and the tone became higher.

When I first encountered this world, I was captivated by everything.

Looking at the horizon as if it were right in front of me, I would gladly go through fire and water to experience it.

Having traversed this world, I linger amidst countless emotions.

[Through the changing facets of time, your smile unexpectedly bursts into view.]

……

I am still amazed by the vastness of the world, and I am also captivated by the sweet nothings I whispered in my childhood.

[Nothing remains—no truth or falsehood, no struggle, just pointless jokes]

I finally returned my youth to her, along with the vibrant summer that flowed from my fingertips.

What the heart desires, it carries away with the wind.

In the name of love, would you still be willing?

Jiang Xun's voice slowly stopped, and the melodious piano music continued the song's emotion. When the last note fell, it marked the end of the song.

People seemed to be still immersed in the world of the song, unable to extricate themselves, until someone took the lead in cheering, and then a thunderous roar resounded in the square.

The song "The Wind Rises" has not been published in either Japanese or Chinese, so it is natural for people to consider it an original work by Jiang Xun.

Undoubtedly, this song will spread quickly and resonate with many people; it is truly perfect for university campuses.

As for how popular it will become, people can't imagine, but there's no doubt that it will be a very popular song that many people will sing repeatedly.

Jiang Xun didn't care how popular the song would become. He just suddenly thought of it and sang it. He never thought about making money or becoming famous through singing, because there was no need for it.

Taking advantage of everyone's high spirits, Jiang Xun told them about creating a novel website and announced its name.

He needs to hire someone to maintain the website, a group of writers with excellent writing skills who are familiar with online novels, and of course, authors of various types of novels.

His novel website offers the highest perks on the market, such as 1,000 yuan per month for perfect attendance and a 50/50 revenue split for subscriptions.

Novel authors only need to register and start writing on the website; Jiang Xun mainly recruits website maintenance staff and ghostwriters.

Website maintenance is easy to find; anyone with a computer science background can do it.

As for ghostwriters, Kyoto University certainly has no shortage of talented people, but not many have the time to be ghostwriters, so most of them are members of literary societies who are interested in this.

The salary is 1200, paid monthly, but there is a daily word count requirement.

This is much higher than most part-time jobs. You should know that students like Song Ziyan, who work as counselors, only receive a stipend of two or three hundred yuan a month.

Jiang Xun used the literary society's space to record information on some students who were willing to sign up. Of course, he would screen these students, as not everyone could act as a ghostwriter.

"I want to sign up too."

Just as Jiang Xun was taking notes, a soft, sweet voice suddenly rang out in front of him. He looked up in surprise and saw Li Zhenzhen's beautiful face.

At this moment, Li Zhenzhen was still dressed quite simply, in a white top and black trousers, with her hair casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a more mature aura than she had on the train.

Her bright, sparkling eyes crinkled like crescent moons when she smiled, and the two shallow dimples on her cheeks were infectious.

Li Zhenzhen seemed a little embarrassed by Jiang Xun's gaze. She blinked her big eyes and asked:
"Can I?"

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