The door was knocked several times by Xiang Wan, and the person inside came belatedly, "Come on, come on."
When I opened the door, I saw an unfamiliar face. The servant asked puzzledly: "Who are you?"
"I was introduced to the flower arrangement class by a friend."
"Attend class?"
The servant turned his head and glanced inside. Before he could explain, he heard someone behind him say, "Let her in."
The servant slowly moved away and stood aside, making a gesture of invitation, but his face was full of confusion.
Xiang Wan had been attracted by the beautiful scenery in the courtyard and didn't notice anything else. He only heard the sound of classes coming from inside.
She was wondering, didn't this mean class would start at ten o'clock? She even arrived twenty minutes early, and it actually started?
Walking slowly inside, the front of the courtyard is the hall. The hall is decorated in an antique style, with flower arrangements everywhere. The color matching and architectural shape are perfect. I once again lamented that I chose the right place this time.
"who are you?"
This sentence drew everyone's attention to Xiang Wan. There was a person standing in front of each table. There were five tables in total. It seemed that class was in progress.
"I'm here for class. A friend told me that your flower arrangement skills are very good."
As soon as Xiang Wan finished speaking, he didn't know where to insert a sentence, "Our teacher Xiaoyun is the winner of the national flower arrangement competition. It is normal to have this level."
Looking in the direction of the sound, a short fat man was standing not far away. The person next to him should be the teacher named Xiaoyun.
Teacher Xiaoyun is wearing a light-colored modified cheongsam. She looks very good. She is worthy of being a flower arrangement artist!
Just as Xiang Wan was sighing sincerely, the fat assistant spoke again.
"Our teacher Xiaoyun's monthly tuition is 100,000 yuan."
"One hundred thousand!?"
Xiang Wan was startled and mentally calculated how many courses he could take with 100,000 yuan.
"snort."
The fat man snorted coldly, then rolled his eyes and looked at Xiang Wan, "Our teacher is an artist. It is an honor for you to take an artist's class. One hundred thousand a month is not expensive!"
"How many times a month?"
Xiang Wan has been comforting herself that artists are priced at this price and if they want to learn, they have to pay for it!
However, the assistant's words almost made Xiang Wan vomit blood.
"There are two classes a month, one class for two hours, one hour of teaching and one hour of practice."
Xiang Wan was stunned. Does that mean you can only attend two hours of classes a month? And then one hundred thousand!?
This teacher is really conscientious and still has to teach for two hours even though he can steal money.
The fat assistant saw Xiang Wan's hesitation.
"Our teacher is an artist, and her interviews are all paid by the minute. Your class is already very cheap! How can you take a flower arrangement class if you don't have money!?"
Xiaoyun was watching from the side and then spoke, "Okay, don't say anything anymore, we are all free to buy and sell."
After saying that, he walked towards Xiang Wan. A burst of fragrance hit his face, but strangely, Xiang Wan didn't think it smelled good. Looking at the person in front of him carefully, he always felt that something was wrong.
"Little girl, I am an artist and my time is the most valuable. If you like my class, then buy it. If you don't like it, it doesn't matter."
That means if you like it, give me money, and if you don’t give me money, get out...
Xiang Wan felt helpless for a while. Although she always felt something was wrong, she thought it was someone else's enthusiastic recommendation and she really liked the environment so much, so she gritted her teeth and said.
"Okay, I'll give you the money."
The fat assistant's attitude softened slightly after hearing Xiang Wan say that he wanted to give money, "Then come over here and give the money first. Our teacher Xiaoyun is not just someone who can teach her!"
The students practicing nearby looked at Xiang Wan with an expression of gloating in their eyes.
"Our teacher Xiaoyun is very powerful. Can you, a newcomer, keep up with our progress? Don't hold us back!"
"That's right, I've never seen anyone who has learned flower arranging. Follow closely, don't fall behind and hold us back!"
"Teacher Xiaoyun teaches very quickly. I don't think you can keep up."
Xiang Wan was stunned by what the classmates around him said. He always felt that it was awkward to hear such strange words in such a charming place.
Before he could react, Xiang Wan was pulled aside by the fat assistant and started urging him to pay, "You must pay before you can start learning, starting today."
Xiang Wan felt her head heat up and handed the card to the fat assistant. After entering the password, the feeling that something was wrong reached its extreme.
But she couldn't explain why...
Forget it, I hope she's overthinking it.
Soon Xiang Wan followed him into the hall. Because there were not enough tables, he could only stand and listen at the place where the flowers and plants were placed.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved. She was given 100,000 yuan but she didn't have a decent position? This makes her unhappy no matter how she thinks about it!
Forget it, just endure it in order to learn something.
The next thing that surprised Xiang Wan most happened, that is, the teacher actually only said two or three sentences before letting the students play freely. She was stunned on the spot for a long time, unable to understand what this operation was.
There were still flowers on the stage that the teacher had just arranged on the spot. Xiang Wan had calmed down now and carefully looked at the flowers on it. She only felt that this thing was not as good as the online class teacher she watched. The most important thing was
Is it an online class and it’s free?
"Teacher, have you finished speaking?"
Xiang Wan stood aside and looked at the things in front of him blankly.
Teacher Xiaoyun looked at Xiang Wan with a smile, "Yes, my class is mainly about understanding. If I teach it too carefully, everyone will lose the space for imagination, which will be bad for everyone."
Xiang Wan held his chin with one hand and smiled, with countless grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart. What the hell kind of teaching is this? Is there any room for imagination? Isn't this just a big injustice?
Xiang Wan stepped forward and said rudely to Xiao Yun: "Teacher, I think your teaching is not suitable for me, and I want my money back."
Xiaoyun's face turned bad when he heard about the refund, and he said in a rude tone: "I'm sorry, classmate, my class will not be refunded."
"Tian Nan! Someone would actually refund money for a mere 100,000 yuan?"
"That's right, if it's not suitable, just leave. If you want to get back 100,000 yuan, it's really shabby!"
"Teacher Xiaoyun said it so well, but you still want to refund the money? Are you getting used to whoring for free and are you starting to act wild?"
The fat assistant was naturally happy to see all the students talking for them, "That's right, every minute and every second of our teacher Xiaoyun's life is money! Do you still want to refund? I didn't ask you to pay the money for delaying Teacher Xiaoyun's class.
Not bad!”
Xiang Wan now felt that his head was buzzing with anger. He felt very unhappy that he was being asked for money in such a beautiful place.