Twenty minutes later.

The five judges in the 302 examination room also dispersed in a hurry, and the exam resumed after an hour.

Dine.

Qin Jian came out of the teaching building, walked around the campus, and looked at the renovated campus.

For a moment hesitating about what to eat.

"Hello Teacher Qin. ”

"Hello. ”

After a morning of various rumors, Qin Jian's title has also quietly changed among the candidates.

At noon, from time to time, candidates will take the initiative to greet him when they see him, which seems to make him return to his former teaching career.

But at that time, I was dealing with children.

And at this moment, two energetic girls came head-on.

"Hello Teacher Qin. ”

"Hello Teacher Qin. ”

"Ah, hello. ”

"Teacher Qin, where is our school's supermarket?" one of the girls asked with a smile on her face as she looked at Qin Jian.

"Over there," Qin Jian turned and pointed towards the path leading to the dormitory, "I'll see it when I turn left when I go to my head." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Qin. ”

"You're welcome. ”

The two girls walked away chattering.

Looking at the somewhat cool backs of the two girls, Qin Jian felt that the weather was indeed getting hotter and hotter.

At last.

His footsteps stopped in front of the school cafeteria.

The renovated cafeteria, even the door has become much more spacious.

"I don't know if there is still mapo tofu claypot rice. ”

...

As soon as you enter, the cafeteria, which has more than doubled in size, still looks a little crowded at the moment.

Today is the first day of the cafeteria, and it is also crowded with parents of candidates who are taking a break.

Qin Jian held a mapo tofu rice bowl, raised his eyes and looked around, and it seemed that he could only sit together.

After a moment's round, his gaze locked on a table in the far corner.

The table seemed to be relatively tidy, and there were only two backs that looked a little weak.

"That's it. ”

Qin Jian happily walked around with a plate.

...

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Fang Xiaoyu was looking at the score seriously, and was stunned when he heard it, and quickly raised his head.

It turned out to be her, Qin Jian thought secretly in his heart.

"Qin. . . Qin, "Fang Xiaoyu didn't know whether to call the senior or the teacher for a while, but he still quickly put away the score smartly, received his dinner plate in front of him, got up and wiped the table with paper.

"Sit, sit!" said the last handful of his sleeping companions.

"Thank you. Qin Jian nodded and smiled.

Shi Yue rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up from the table, a little impatient, "What's wrong, little..."

Before he could blurt out the word fish, the next second, he suddenly found that there was an extra 'stranger' on the table. ’

"Teacher Qin?"

The next second.

"Emma!"

Shi Yue cheered up suddenly, "Hello Teacher Qin!!"

Qin Jian hurriedly made a 'virtual' movement, and nodded with a smile at Shi Yue, "You can continue to rest, I'll try to be as quiet as possible." ”

"Hahaha," Shi Yue laughed without any embarrassment, and said in his heart that this Teacher Qin was quite approachable, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, I was too sleepy just now, hehe." ”

"What kind of specialty are you?" Qin Jian asked.

"I'm an erhu!" Shi Yue replied.

"Then you'll have to wait until the afternoon to take the exam. Qin Jian smiled, and then began to eat.

The atmosphere at the dinner table gradually relaxed, but it was Shi Yue and Qin Jian talking.

Fang Xiaoyu was motionless like an elm pimple, allowing her companion to poke her vigorously under the table.

"How's Bol's food, is it delicious?" Qin Jian asked again.

"It's not delicious," Shi Yue pursed her lips and said with a big grin: "It's far worse than the canteen of our third middle school." ”

Moment.

Qin Jian nodded thoughtfully, "Yes." ”

smiled, "Is the lion head still open?"

As soon as Fang Xiaoyu heard this, his big black eyes immediately looked at Qin Jian.

"Open," Shi Yue blurted out as soon as he blurted out, and suddenly reacted, "That's not right." ”

"Have you been to No. 3 Middle School!?" The Li Ji lion head in the canteen of Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School is extremely famous in the neighborhood.

Qin Jian smiled, "I'm also in the third middle school." ”

"Damn, is it really fake? You are kidding me, right?" Shi Yue was taken aback, and suddenly felt that his words seemed to be a little inappropriate, and hurriedly wanted to explain.

Qin Jian waved his hand.

"Ah Shui was my former homeroom teacher. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Xiaoyu and the others were completely clear.

Sanzhong Ah Shui is more famous than Li Ji's lion head.

Thereupon.

The conversation box at the dinner table was completely opened.

Shi Yue was born talkative, and he was sudden.

Fang Xiaoyu can also insert a few words from time to time.

Qin Jian listened interestingly, and by the way, he also asked about the school's art candidates this year.

Counting the time, he hasn't been back for more than a year.

"It seems that this year's music students in our school have been overwhelmed by art students. ”

"Who says it's not, many professional music teachers have been poached by Yangcheng Art School this year. Shi Yue said in an old-fashioned tone, "I don't know if next year's music class can be held." ”

Qin Jian sighed, there is no way to do this kind of thing, you can't keep professional teachers, no matter how big the school is, it will be in vain, this is all the credit of Ah Shui.

"Then," Qin Jian had a doubt in his heart, looked at Fang Xiaoyu and asked, "Who is the professional teacher in your school?"

"Liu Feng? or Zheng Lixia?"

"I studied with Teacher Zheng in school for a while," Fang Xiaoyu hurriedly responded, "but I haven't had a small class with her." ”

Qin Jian sighed, and it is true that Zheng Lixia's own Chopin is not good.

"Then which teacher are you looking for outside the school?" He is still very interested in Fang Xiaoyu's professional teacher, after all, she feels good in front of the piano, and there should be a lot of teachers' credit.

"Uh," Fang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and stuck out his tongue a little embarrassed, "Teacher Qin, I haven't learned piano with a teacher outside. ”

"But when I was a kid, I played the electronic piano for two years. ”

The corners of Qin Jian's eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly, "Haven't you studied piano specifically?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded, pursed his lips and said, "No." ”

If this is the case, then Fang Xiaoyu has almost relied on self-study to get to the present.

Amazing, Qin Jian exclaimed in his heart.

And judging from Fang Xiaoyu's simple dress, most of the reasons why she didn't look for a teacher to take a small class were probably because her family was not very supportive.

In today's world, learning art is really about fighting family strength.

As for her experience in learning the piano in No. 3 Middle School, it is almost impossible to mention.

Now that you don't have to spend money on small classes, which teacher can tell you the real thing?

But there is no way, most teachers basically come from this stage, people spend money to learn what they learn when they go to school, why do they eat that little dead salary and teach you all now?

Qin Jian knows this well and can understand it.

But this is also the general status quo in domestic circles at the moment.

In the current music education industry, the ethics of some teachers do need to be scrutinized.

Pay for the class first, and the class fee can be described as a positive and expensive fee.

However, judging from the proportion of art candidates who have increased year after year, many families are too utilitarian.

What to do if your child doesn't study well, learn music.

What to do if the child wants to be famous, learn music.

But do these kids really like music?

It is not a partial generalization, and there is no need to close the coffin.

But there really should be a question mark here.

Time.

Qin Jian felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

...

Take a long sigh.

He came back to his senses, his gaze softened a little, and he looked at Fang Xiaoyu again and asked softly.

"Do you like music?"

"I like it!" Fang Xiaoyu's answer was very simple.

"Then have you ever imagined what you will do after graduation in the future?" Qin Jian asked again.

"I want to have a stable job first. ”

Fang Xiaoyu smiled, his dark eyes shining.

"When the job is stable, I want to save up and buy my own piano. ”

Qin Jian also smiled, "Nice plan, and then what?"

"Then ————"

Fang Xiaoyu paused, revealing two cute little tiger teeth.

"Be a good piano teacher. ”

...

...

"Okay. ”

Qin Jian muttered, at this moment, I had to admit it.

He felt a little moved.