When more than 500 students below looked at him, they had not yet woken up from the absurdity.
In their understanding, the professor should be gentle, elegant, and full of artistic atmosphere.
Let’s take a look at this grandson again.
No matter how you look at it, you always look like a little white face.
Su Mu has never seen any situation before, what are hundreds of pairs of eyes?
He said directly:
"Don't be shocked, you must have many questions to ask me, right?"
Hundreds of people shouted almost in unison:
"right."
Su Mu smiled:
"So, in the next five minutes, I will accept your questions. If you want to ask, raise your hand, and if I click, I will stand up and ask questions, and answer questions."
As soon as this sentence was spoken, the students were immediately sensational.
Whether it was a boy or a girl, including Zhu Yiyi, who squeezed to sit next to Yu Shishi, all had an excited expression on her face.
Except for the four school beauties, everyone raised their hands and waved them desperately at Su Mu.
Su Mu glanced at him and pointed a boy with long hair.
"Su Mu, I want to ask you..."
Su Mu interrupted him directly:
"What did you call me?"
The boy was stunned:
"Su Mu, is there any problem?"
Su Mu smiled lightly:
"I am the special professor invited by your principal. You don't respect me, so you are disqualified from asking questions."
Not only the students, but also the old professors in the front row, burst into laughter.
The boy was so angry that he glared at Su Mu viciously and sat down reluctantly.
Su Mu ordered another girl.
The girl stood up immediately, looking excited and gossiped:
"Su Mu...Professor, I want to know, are you really bad?"
The whole classroom was quiet, staring at Su Mu to see how he answered.
Su Mu smiled:
"This question will not be answered."
The girl immediately said:
"Didn't you say there is a question or answer?"
Su Mu looked serious:
"Yes, my answer is not answering."
Girls emo directly!
She gritted her teeth and sat down, and Su Mu ordered another boy.
"Professor Su, why do you teach us? You can pick up girls by yourself? Or are you handsome?"
This question is very sharp.
Lao Liu is so nervous.
He was afraid that he would anger Su Mu, and that if he couldn't control himself, he would not complete the task of the teacher, which would be bad.
Unexpectedly, Su Mu didn't turn his back on him.
He spread his hands at the boy:
"First, I'm very handsome, second, I don't pick up girls. As for why I teach you, you will know in a while."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere was ignited in an instant.
Many people turned their heads and looked at the four school beauties.
What?
The scumbag Su said he wouldn't pick up girls?
That's the girl who picks him up.
Damn it.
Have I discovered something?
Could it be that I had completely gone astray on the road to pursuing school beauty in the past?
Next are all kinds of strange questions.
"Professor Su, do you know how to do kung fu?"
This is a certain animal that has seen Su Mu beat someone at the door of a girl's dormitory.
"Professor Su, do you mind having another girlfriend?"
This superficial beauty successfully got the murderous look of the four school beauties.
"Professor Su, how can you do this like you, and you can still not overturn your boats on a few steps? Seek experience."
Su Mu's answer is how many legs to grow.
The atmosphere in the entire classroom was extremely good.
Taking advantage of these five minutes, Su Mu had completed a transaction with Fat Master.
Fat Master is pressing on his head now, and he dare not be arrogant. Although Su Mu did not do anything that he promised him before, Fat Master still decided to believe in this dog host again.
Forget it if you don’t wake up, once you wake up, Fatty also wants to see this wonderful world.
"Okay, the question time is over."
Su Mu clapped his hands, then smiled and picked up an electronic chalk on the podium and said:
"Someone asked me just now, what can I teach you, and next is my answer."
After saying that, he turned around and wrote a few big words on the capacitor blackboard with chalk.
This hand made several professors in the front row feel a little terrifying.
The mind is in the mind.
Su Mu was very satisfied with everyone's expression.
Things like pretending to behave must be filled directly.
He looked at all the students:
“I need a music department student who can play piano.”
Mo Liusu was the first to raise his hand.
Dozens of other students raised their hands.
Mr. Tang in the first row turned around and said to a girl:
"Qinghuan, come."
Mo Liusu couldn't help but curl her lips.
Mr. Tang smiled and said to her:
"Student Liusu, don't compete with other students for such opportunities."
Mo Liusu was stunned and her face turned red with shame.
The other professors also smiled kindly.
Mo Liusu was originally the trump card in the music department of Dongyang University and the youngest pianist in China. He just didn't participate in various competitions and was not famous.
During this period, her piano skills have made another breakthrough. As the dean of the Academy of Arts, how could Mr. Tang not know the reason?
Mr. Tang and others knew that Su Mu was powerful.
But these students don't know.
The girl named Wei Qinghuan had short hair with ears, tall figure and beautiful appearance.
She sat in the corner and didn't raise her hand to ask questions just now. When she heard Mr. Tang's words, she stood up with a shy expression, lowered her head slightly, as if she was a little inferior.
In fact, she is a top student in the music department second only to Mo Liusu.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up with Mo Liusu.
The School of Arts at Dongyang University has three departments in total. Unlike other art universities, piano is an independent department, and here is just a major.
In recent years, because of Mo Liusu, Dongyang University has forced the piano geniuses from several other major art universities to rub the ground and is so ecstatic that it is very offensive to some people.
Even the Magic City Conservatory of Music has specially dug up several top piano geniuses from Europe to prepare to compete with Mo Liusu.
This large classroom was originally from the music department, with piano being standard, and other instruments were available in the next room, so it was no problem to form a symphony orchestra.
Wei Qinghuan bowed to Su Mu a little timidly:
"professor."
Su Mu smiled and said:
"Play a song that you are best at."
Wei Qinghuan bowed to Su Mu again, then walked to the piano aside and sat down.
As soon as she sat down, her aura seemed to change.
The classroom was quiet.
The cheerful piano sounded.
Wei Qinghuan's hands were beating rapidly on the piano keys, and she seemed very devoted.
Some relief and recognition appeared on the faces of Mr. Tang and others, but the slight regret in their eyes could not be concealed.
Su Mu couldn't help but smile gently.
This girl named Wei Qinghuan is actually not as talented as Xiao Liusu.
However, she is indeed a little inferior.
This led to her piano skills, which can only be described in four words.
Average.
It can't be said that it's not good.
However, there is always a little regret.
It's the feeling of following the script.
To put it bluntly, there is no emotion.
It's like a photocopier.
A true artist must have a soul.
The song ends.
Wei Qinghuan quietly stood up, turned around and found Su Mu standing beside her. She was so embarrassed that her face flushed with shame. She lowered her head and wanted to bow again, ready to retreat.
But Su Mu stopped her, then sat in front of the piano, looked up and smiled gently at Wei Qinghuan, and patted the seat beside him:
"Come next to me."
Wei Qinghuan was immediately at a loss and blushed to escape, but he didn't dare to move.
After hesitating for a long time, she sat next to Su Mu like a frightened bird.
Su Mu smiled lightly:
"Can I look at your hands?"
Wei Qinghuan was frightened like a deer and subconsciously wanted to escape.
But he still mustered up his courage and stretched out his hand tremblingly.
The white and slender fingers are indeed suitable for playing the piano.
Su Mu actually grabbed her hand:
"I will only teach you once."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and his whole body seemed to have changed.
An inexplicable temperament enveloped him.
One hand is like an elf, jumping on the keys gracefully.
Everyone gasped.
Blind bullet?
One-handed?
A song can make perfect, and you can naturally play blindly.
But fuck...one-handed?
How fast is this?
It is a piano piece that Wei Qinghuan had just played.
Everyone is a professional, and he is just confused.
Including Mr. Tang.
Different from before.
It's even different from any time I hear this song.
The cheerful notes instantly entered everyone present's ears, and then exploded with a bang.