Ah snee!

Ang Lee rubbed his nose and raised his hand to turn off the air conditioner.

The electricity in the public is also electricity.

Two hours later, he finished his scale practice today.

Then we began to review the Chopin etudes.

Recently, he found that when he was playing some quick-moving sentences of Chopin, his fingers would stick to the keys without a trace.

Or the finger drops from a lower height to the keys.

The effects shown are somewhat similar to individual segments of Mozart's sonata.

He didn't know if this situation was affected by the finger muscle memory left by the original owner.

In short, with his original wrist skills, combined with the sound effects of running are quite interesting.

Soft and grainy.

Unfortunately, Ang Lee does not think about this phenomenon from a clear perspective.

Whenever this happens, he will fantasize about having a responsible teacher who will walk on the colorful auspicious clouds and hold the piano secret script and fall from the sky.

But the reality is, "Dongdongdongdongdong."

At 15:55, a knock on the door sounded.

Ang Lee stopped his finger and “In.”

A little fat man wearing glasses pushed the door and said happily, "Teacher, I'm here!"

When the child heard this, he must have missed the teacher to death.

"Sit when you come."

He got up and moved his shoulders, and Ang Lee asked, "I have practiced the piano several times this week."

"Teacher, you don't know how much homework we have in our school this week." Liu Fengrui complained before he could sit down, "I have to write until 11 o'clock every day."

Ang Lee sighed. In comparison, he was relaxed when he was in elementary school and had no pressure to go to school.

Unlike today's children who start fighting for bayonets in the middle school stages of junior high school.

Especially Liu Fengrui went to a famous key primary school in Rongcheng.

"Okay," Li An comforted, "they will have to write as late as most people."

"No," Liu Fengrui muttered, "I'm done early."

Ang Lee gave a thumbs up, "Then come on, Liu, who writes homework quickly."

"Attend class."

Putting aside the teacher-student index, Liu Fengrui is the one who has the best skills and the fastest reaction among his three students.

Judging from Ang Lee's experience, if Liu Fengrun insists on learning and puts some effort into it when he goes home, he will most likely be able to learn something in a few years.

In this class, Ang Lee gave a detailed technical explanation of the second creative song No.9, which Liu Fengrun had to play in the summer grading exam.

The course time of technical lectures will pass very quickly because most of the time is dominated by teachers.

Considering that Liu Fengrui might not be able to practice the piano when he came home this week, Ang Lee focused on analyzing the music, so that the other party could get more knowledge points about the music in his mind.

So that when he mentioned it in the next class, Liu Fengrui had some impression in his mind.

Before get out of class, Ang Lee emphasized last.

"The right hand echo and left hand in the sixteen bars must be matched."

"This is the focus of our next class."

“Second.”

Since last month, Liu Fengrun has been to class by himself, and every time Ang Lee takes him to the elevator entrance.

"Go home quickly and don't run around. When you get home, ask your dad to send me a message."

When the elevator door closed, Ang Lee sent a message to Liu Fengrui's father.

Now, no matter how you become a teacher, you can be careless.

On the way back to the office, Ang Lee opened the system and took a look. Adding the 2 teaching points he received for Liu Fengrui, his current teaching points had reached 9 o'clock.

He can start the primary strategy at 1 o'clock.

He had decided to leave it to Xiaobei this time...well... or Liu Fengrui.

"Where is Chen Xuan?"

When he returned to the office, Ang Lee found that Chen Xuan's desk was empty. He was about to ask three people to help him find a way to make up for his flaw - 0.02 yuan.

Such an important thing is indispensable.

"If you don't know, we don't know."

Xu Hongxin said nothing wrong. Ang Lee and Chen Xuan were still close in the entire office.

Too.

Just two of them.

Ang Lee waited for Xu Hongxin and Ma Tao to play a game, and then expressed his demands in a tactful manner.

Without saying a word, the two helped him forward Pin Xixi's link to their respective private groups. In a short while, Ang Lee's side was only 0.01 yuan apart.

Victory is right in front of you!

I'll both of you have been having sex for more than half an hour and you're about to get off work.

Ang Lee looked at his watch and looked up and said, "I'll treat breakfast tomorrow."

Xu Hongxin: "You are polite to Brother An, no, the sauce-and-stewed meat bun set meal in the convenience store downstairs is enough."

Ma Tao: "Shameless, Brother An, I will lose weight, just a cup of soy milk."

Ang Lee: "Two cups."

Xu Hongxin: "Another grand!"

The three of them walked into the elevator while chatting and laughing.

When it comes to working environment, Ang Lee really likes the atmosphere of the west office.

Xu Hongxin and Ma Tao often remind him of his former university dormitory time.

It is actually quite rare to meet a few colleagues and friends who have a good personality when they enter society.

"See you tomorrow."

After leaving the office gate, Ang Lee said goodbye to the two of them and rushed to the "Blue Whale" Western Restaurant.

I had lunch early today, so he was so hungry that he taught Liu Fengrui.

The Blue Whale is a little good, and you have a meal before going to work.

...

At 10:30 in the evening, Chen Xuan dragged her tired body back to her apartment.

Just as I took off my clothes and was about to take a shower, my phone behind me shook.

It is a message prompt.

She turned around and returned to the bedroom in two steps to pick up her phone.

The result was a sweet voice message: Xiaomi, have you arrived home?

"It's here, don't worry, good night."

Chen Xuan's tone was a little disappointed. After replying to the message, she threw down her phone and went to the bathroom.

As a result, the phone vibrated again after not taking two steps.

Two seconds later, her phone was shaking like a bombardment.

This time she went to the bathroom without looking back. She could guess what Sun Yuman sent to her.

Sun Yuman, a native of Rongcheng.

He and Chen Xuan are college classmates and best friends on the upper and lower bunks.

When Chen Xuan first arrived in Rongcheng, Sun Yuman helped to handle the series of things from renting a house to finding a job.

In Sun Yuman's words, the two are sisters who have been separated for eighteen years.

Today, Chen Xuan got off work early to get an appointment with Sun Yuman. She thought it was a private room for the two.

As a result, I found out that there was a woman and a man. She was quite familiar with the woman, but the man was the young cartoonist Sun Yuman mentioned to him some time ago.

At that time, she clearly told Sun Yuman that she didn't want to find a partner now.

So she was very unhappy tonight, and Sun Yuman clearly knew her temperament.
To be continued...