My childhood sweetheart, who was reborn with me, ended up as a loser.

Chapter 31 Olympic Theme Song

The formal interviews didn't start so soon. After a brief introduction, everyone was led to the reception room for tea.

"Xiao Fan, this is Teacher Chang, who is also in charge of the Olympic theme song. It was Teacher Chang who took a liking to your work."

"Hello, Teacher Chang!"

"Hey kid, I heard you composed this song, 'You and Me,' during your job interview. Is that true?"

Teacher Chang is very young, looks to be in his early twenties, has long, slanted bangs, and looks a bit like Hu Yanbin, the singer of "Moonlight".

Xu Qingfan waved his hand modestly and explained, "I actually had the inspiration for this poem before, mainly from my life in the countryside."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

The people who came over were very quiet and listened attentively to the conversation between Xu Qingfan and Teacher Chang, while CCTV and Pearl River TV staff filmed with cameras.

"When I lived in the countryside, if I hadn't returned home by lunchtime, my grandma would stand at the crossroads and shout, 'Xiao Fan, come home for lunch!' I knew to go home for lunch as soon as I heard her voice."

"Now that we have the internet, I can send an email here, and the next second, someone in New York City might receive it. Isn't that a global village?"

"Then, in conjunction with the theme of the Olympics, I came up with this poem."

This answer is perfect. It connects personal experience with the emerging Internet, leading to the conclusion of a global village.

The adults present nodded in appreciation after hearing this.

"Great answer! I've finished asking my questions."

Chang Shilei had asked all the questions he wanted to ask, and he was extremely satisfied with Xu Qingfan's answers. Besides, someone had already put in a good word for him, and out of respect for that person, he wouldn't make things too difficult for him.

"Teacher Chang, are you planning to adapt this poem into a song? I actually have a melody in my head for a while now, but I don't know if it's okay to use it." Xu Qingfan scratched his head shyly.

"Oh, Xiao Fan, would you mind singing a song?"

"I can do it, but I might not sing very well..." Xu Qingfan took a deep breath and began to sing, "You and I, heart to heart, living together in this global village~"

Everyone: "?"

"For our dreams, we'll travel a thousand miles and meet in Yanjing!"

Everyone: "???"

Come on, friend, take my hand, we're one family, heart to heart, forever. ♫

"no?"

"No, no?"

I don't know who said "no" first, but then the entire reception room was filled with "no"s.

This, this, this, this is absolutely right!

"Um... well, Teacher Chang, my Xiaofan has never formally studied music. Is this normal?" Lin Jing was also shocked.

Chang Shilei didn't have time to speak; his mind was still replaying the rhythm Xu Qingfan had just hummed: 351, 235, 12352...

"Little friend, could you sing it again?"

Xu Qingfan had no choice but to sing it again. This time, after he finished, Chang Shilei excitedly slammed his fist on the table: "Hahaha, great, great!"

"This music is wonderful!"

He was the only musician present, and no one else knew what was so good about the piece.

When asked, Chang Shilei could only explain, "The beauty of this piece lies in its simple structure, just like its lyrics; the theme and melody are a perfect match!"

"Only a child who has never studied music could simplify complex things and write such a minimalist yet gentle melody!"

Xu Qingfan: Yes, yes, you're right.

"This is the one. I'm sure Brother Chen won't have any objections, haha, great!"

"No, I need to go out and make a phone call first!"

Chang Shilei hurriedly left the meeting room with his phone in hand.

"That's right! I knew Xiao Fan was a bright student the moment I saw him. I believe that with the careful guidance of the Experimental Primary School, Xiao Fan will only get better and better!"

"This is Xiaofan's godmother, and also a teacher at our Experimental Primary School. Teacher Lin also has a daughter who studies at our school. She's only in first grade, but she's already completed junior high school math on her own and will be participating in the Huacai Cup in September!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Song Youcai had to step in and find a scene.

"Teacher Lin, please say something."

"Hehehe, Xiao Fan is so outstanding mainly because of his own talent; my role is negligible."

Lin Jing felt that Xiao Fan was like a treasure, always hiding shining qualities that she didn't know about.

...

After the group photoshoot, Xu Qingfan gave a private interview to CCTV.

"Hello Xiao Fan, you are the youngest child I have ever interviewed." Sitting across from him was a female reporter with a sweet smile and gentle eyes that looked at everyone with tenderness.

Coincidentally, Xu Qingfan also has captivating eyes. "Hello, reporter sister, it's my honor."

"Hehe, Xiao Fan, you're so good with words. You seem very confident. Aren't you nervous?"

Xu Qingfan wanted to say something flirtatious like "I'm not nervous talking to pretty ladies," but it didn't feel quite right, so he changed it to, "Actually, I am nervous, but my godmother taught me to stay calm in the face of important matters."

"I can tell you listen to your godmother a lot. Can you tell me your story?"

"certainly!"

Xu Qingfan recounted his story with Lin Jing in detail, and with his excellent storytelling skills, he made their ordinary life seem colorful.

"So I am truly honored to have two mothers; I feel this is the greatest gift God has given me."

"Hmm, I believe everyone who hears your story will envy you. So, if you were to write a poem for your godmother now, what would you write?"

"Is my sister testing me?"

"You can think of it that way."

"Then please give me paper and pen." Xu Qingfan did not refuse. CCTV had come all this way, they must want to see for themselves whether his poem was written by a ghostwriter.

If it were truly ghostwritten, such a work appearing at the 08 Beijing Olympics would have been a huge scandal.

After receiving the paper and pen, Xu Qingfan began to write without hesitation.

"The old tree in front of the door sprouts new buds, and the withered tree in the yard blooms again..." the host murmured to himself, and as he watched, his eyes quickly reddened.

Xu Qingfan wrote the song "Where Has the Time Gone," which had moved countless people to tears during the Spring Festival Gala. Rather than being grateful for Lin Jing's selfless dedication, he was more afraid that his godmother would grow old silently like she had in his previous life.

Her husband ran away, and her daughter no longer cares for her. She has lived a long life, hiding her unspoken words in her full head of white hair.

"How did Xiao Fan come up with the idea of ​​writing such a poem?" The host quickly adjusted his emotions, and when he spoke to Xu Qingfan again, his tone was noticeably more respectful.

"When we talk about maternal love, the first things that come to mind are selflessness, greatness, and dedication. Shi Tiesheng wrote in 'Me and the Temple of Heaven,' 'I took 'Mom' as my reward and demanded everything from you without restraint; you took 'Mom' as your shackle and gave me everything without reservation.'"

"Sometimes I wonder, how did a mother become a mother?"

"Is it possible that Mom doesn't actually want to be a mother? Is it just because of us that she has to become a mother?"

"The title of this poem is 'Where Has the Time Gone?' I just wanted to use this poem to remind my mother that she has worked hard, and that she can also enjoy life and doesn't have to be a mother all the time."

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