Chapter 275 J Nancy, you say 1.8 million is a high price?
Song Jing sat at the back of the classroom, filled out the registration form, and began to take out his notebook to write music scores.
She leaned on the back of the chair, raised one leg and crossed it across the knee of the other leg. Her fingers flexibly turned the gel pen on her fingertips, and from time to time she drew a symbol on her notebook.
She composes music very quickly, unlike those who are scratching their heads and unable to write.
The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and Song Jing took it out and took a look.
[Boss, someone is offering you a high price for a piano piece that you haven’t released yet. Do you have any new music score now? 】
Song Jing glanced at the music score that was already a third of the way down in the notebook, and replied, "What's the price?"
【1.8 million.】
Song Jing snorted, and Yan Qianqing, who was demonstrating his superpower on the podium, froze immediately and turned to look at her in a daze.
Bai Ze scoffed. Did he say something wrong somewhere?
Song Jing lowered his head and tapped the screen to send a message.
[One million and eight hundred thousand, you call this a high price? Sherry, when did my score become so cheap? 】
[Boss, I understand. I will raise the price again. Do you have the sheet music? 】
Yan Qianqing breathed a sigh of relief, and the muscles all over his body relaxed visibly.
It turned out that Bai Ze was playing with his mobile phone, not mocking him.
I wonder why he, a dignified and gold-medal instructor from the Superpower Bureau, had to suffer such torture.
The four directors must have deliberately messed with him!
Song Jing continued to reply to messages.
[I actually have a music score that is almost finished, but I can’t sell it for less than three million.]
[Great, as long as I have the music score, I can negotiate the price with the other party. Boss, can you send me a sample first? 】
[Class, I’ll send it to you after I’ve recorded it.]
Shershi was a little confused when he saw the message.
So is the mysterious elf piano master jnancy still a student?
"Mr. Shiers, what's wrong?" the assistant next to him asked doubtfully.
Shershi put away his cell phone and raised his hand to wipe his face, "It's nothing, I just suddenly learned an amazing truth, and I felt like I was hit."
"What's the truth?" The assistant was even more confused.
"Jnancy is still a student at school, can you believe it? She just sent me a message saying that she is in class."
The assistant was startled, "Is it possible that jnancy is a teacher in the music department?"
"The teacher can just use his mobile phone and send messages while he is teaching on the podium? It must be that only the students who are sitting below in class can secretly play with their mobile phones behind the desk." Shershi rolled his eyes, "Contact the buyer named to buy the jnancy sheet music.
, jnancy has the music score in her hand, but the price they gave is too low."
Song Jing put away his phone and continued to write the score. Halfway through writing, he took out his headphones and put them on.
Yan Qianqing: "..." Is Bai Ze dissatisfied that he was so loud in class that it disturbed her while playing with her mobile phone? Then shouldn't his lecture voice be lowered?
All the students in the class: "????" Why did Teacher Yan, who was always full of energy in class, suddenly lower his voice?
With Song Jing in the class, Yan Qianqing's class was like a light on his back. He finally finished the morning class and stayed until school was over. Yan Qianqing didn't stay in the class for a second, picked up the textbook and left.
There is cultural class this afternoon, and Xiang Wenxing will have class tomorrow, so he doesn't have to suffer like this again.
At noon, a few people went to eat. The fat man who didn't know the truth was still wondering, "What happened to Lao Yan in class today? He always feels a little lacking in confidence. And didn't you notice? Lao Yan always looked at Sister Jing during class."
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"I saw that Sister Jing was even wearing headphones in the back. I was afraid that Lao Yan would suddenly tell Sister Jing to get out if she didn't go to class."
"But Lao Yan didn't get angry. Did he take the wrong medicine?"
Su Luan, Xiang Yoyo, and Qi Yun, who knew the truth: "..."
Can they say that for Yan Qianqing now, Song Jing is a nightmare?
However, Song Jing did not take the initiative to mention her identity as Bai Ze, and Su Luan and the other three who knew the truth did not say anything more.
Xiang Yoyo just chuckled and said, "Maybe Teacher Yan is afraid of Song Jing."
The fat man clapped his hands and said, "That makes sense. Maybe that's the case."
Xiang Yoyo was shocked, "You just believe it?"
"What else?" The fat man said innocently, "Sister Jing has a ten thousand aura, isn't it normal to be afraid of Sister Jing?"
Xiang Yoyo was speechless for a long time, then raised his hand and patted the fat man on the shoulder, "I finally understand how your parents felt when they heard that you went to the grave all night after hearing that you scored more than 500 points in the shunt test. With your IQ, you are a freshman in the experimental university.
I should really thank Song Jing for getting such a high score during the diversion."
"Yes. My parents also said they wanted to thank Sister Jing and treat her to dinner. But Sister Jing is too busy and has no schedule." The fat man shrugged.
"Forget it, I have something to do today, so I won't have lunch with you." Xiang Yoyo walked to the school gate and waved to them.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Will you come back to class in the afternoon?" Qi Yun asked.
"I'm going to the nursing home to see my second grandfather." Xiang Yoyo's face suddenly turned red, "Come back to school tomorrow. Let's go."
"Sister, what's going on?" The fat man turned his head and looked at this and that in confusion.
"I won't eat with you either. I have something to do in the afternoon." Song Jing also walked towards the bus stop.
"Sister Jing, you won't come to school this afternoon either?" the fat man shouted loudly.
Song Jing waved his hand without looking back, just as the bus arrived, he followed the line of people and got on the bus.
The fat man looked back at Su Luan and Qi Yun, "Then what are the three of us doing in the afternoon after lunch? Cultural classes are not very important to us now, right? Why don't the three of us go to the movies?"
Just as Qi Yung was about to speak, Su Luan next to him spoke first.
"I'm not going." Su Luan put the hat in his hand on his head, "I'll go back to train my powers in the afternoon."
Qi Yun swallowed back the good taste in his mouth, "I also have a painting and design class in the afternoon."
"Okay. Then I'll go back and train my powers with Brother Luan. Among us, my powers are the weakest, and I will be thrown away by you."
It was almost a little while before Song Jing returned to Yanzhai by bus, but Yanzai and Shizai smelled Song Jing's scent and rushed into the yard to greet him, and the housekeeper discovered it.
"Ms. Song, have you eaten?" The housekeeper sat under the eaves and listened to the music. He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to turn off the music before he came to greet her.
"Not yet." Song Jing heard the familiar melody and raised his eyes slightly, "Uncle, do you like to listen to jnancy's music?"
"Yes. After listening to jnancy's music, I feel very calm. I feel like I am in a golden rice field, or running in the mountains full of wild flowers and spring water. Has Ms. Song also listened to jnancy's music?"
"Well, that's right." Song Jing nodded.
"That's great." The butler smiled and said, "I'll go ask the kitchen to prepare lunch. Is there anything in particular that Miss Song wants to eat for lunch?"
"Don't bother me. Just cook me a bowl of noodles."
"Uncle, is there a piano room in the house?"
"Yes. Miss Song, do you want to use the piano room? I will take you there."