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In the 308 piano room of the Bor Art School, there were all kinds of fat wails and screams.

But fortunately, under Qin Jian's tutelage, the fat man's Mi Niang Fantasia is also making rapid progress.

This also proves once again the saying that people are forced out.

Compared with yesterday, Qin Jian raised the standard again today.

While explaining the background of the work to the fat man, he also constantly put forward various requirements for the fat man's performance through the various structures of the scoremap.

Under pressure.

In just one afternoon, the fat man had digested the first five pages of the score.

After a short break.

Qin Jian sat back on the piano.

"One last time, try to get it done. ”

After that, a trill that made the little fat man's heart beat again appeared.

But then, the flute added music at the perfect time.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Tower".

A lighter sounded, and the fat man put down his flute, lit a cigarette, and sat down in front of the piano.

Slowly spit out a smoke ring, and the fat man gently spit out the word "comfortable" with a look of enjoyment. ”

The time after practice is always full of comfort.

Qin Jian opened the window, and a cold wind blew in.

Suddenly, the air quality in the 308 piano room was improved.

"Brother Key. ”

The fat man suddenly shouted.

Say. ”

Qin Jian turned his head.

The fat man sat up cross-legged on his side, with a pair of small eyes slippery, "Wu Xinxin left school some time ago. ”

Qin Jian's heart moved, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. The fat man spread his hands and said stupidly, "Didn't I go back to school before I went to Yanjing, I heard Li Qiye say this, I thought you had something inside." ”

"Really?"

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Qin Jian sighed softly, "I don't know either." ”

"Hey," the fat man also sighed, with some emotion in his words, "A lot of the students in the art examination class have already left, and the art examination will be held soon, and I don't know if you will be able to see it in the future." ”

The fat man smacked the cigarette in his hand, and the moment the cigarette paper was burned, there was a slight pulling sound.

Every year, after the art exam, the vast majority of children return to the local high school to continue their final cultural courses.

100 days of sprint, busy, time will fly by.

At the beginning of summer, the college entrance examination is over, and everyone will start a new life.

Looking back on the art school life in that harsh winter, the companions who accompanied the art examination all the way

It's already a memory.

After experiencing a parting in March, Qin Jian understands that taste.

"Good luck to everyone. ”

After a long time, Qin Jian spoke slowly.

Just when the fat man was about to continue to say something, he only heard a 'u' sound of the door.

Then Uncle Ding's irritable voice came from outside the door.

"Who's smoking in there!!"

The fat man panicked, and hurriedly threw half of the cigarette to the ground and crushed it.

"Slipped. ”

"Brother Jian, I'll see you tomorrow. ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly picked up the flute and the score, turned around and opened the door, and walked sideways past Uncle Ding, who had a blue and black face in front of the door, and slipped away.

Qin Jian was left with a shocked face, and a cigarette butt that still had a wisp of smoke on the ground.

The fat man disappeared behind the hallway.

Qin Jian bent down and picked up the cigarette butt, and glanced at Uncle Ding helplessly.

"Here's the thing"

sent Uncle Ding away, and it was already half past six.

Outside the window, it was completely dark.

Qin Jian called He Jing, who was in class, and asked him to solve dinner by himself.

Thereupon.

Qin Jian, who had left the school, spun around the street.

Suddenly, Qin Jian stopped and took out his mobile phone.

After a moment, he turned his phone up again and touched his coat pocket.

Then, he turned around and flagged down a taxi on the side of the road.

"Master, Bihu Garden. ”

"Okay.

All the way to the green light, less than 20 minutes, the taxi stopped at the west gate of Bihu Garden.

Qin Jian got out of the car and bought a big bag of snacks at the supermarket at the entrance of the community.

Then walk towards the community.

1401 Interior.

Ye Yigang took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes.

Ye Taotao, who was watching the cartoon, hurriedly threw the keys in his hand aside and ran towards Ye Yi.

Ye Yi put down the plate in his hand, and his delicate brows furrowed slightly.

made a few sign languages to Ye Taotao.

Ye Taotao pouted, said "oh", turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Just when the two sisters picked up the chopsticks and prepared to start the meal.

An electronic sound of "dripping" came from the doorway.

Ye Yi was stunned and hurriedly put down his chopsticks.

Ye Taotao jumped off the chair and ran towards the door.

"Hello uncle!!"

Ye Taotao snorted.

The keys lying on the sofa were so frightened that they immediately ran under the piano and stood on guard.

Ye Yi's expression relaxed, then a smile appeared on his face, raised his hand to pin the long hair in front of his eyes behind his ear, and stood up.

"Taotao is good," Qin Jian squatted down when he entered the door, pinching Ye Taotao's little face, "Have you practiced seriously recently?"

"Yes, uncle, I already know how to play minuets. ”

"Awesome. Qin Jian said and handed the snack in his hand to Ye Taotao, "Reward."

"Thank you, uncle!!"

"Where's your sister?" Qin Jian got up and took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.

Qin Jian was asking, and Ye Yi walked over.

I haven't seen it for a long time, and Ye Yi's little face has lost some weight.

However, the at-home dress still made Qin Jian couldn't help but look at it twice.

"How's it going?"

Ye Yi then nodded, gestured at Qin Jian a few times, his eyes were full of inquiry, and finally made a movement in front of his mouth.

Qin Jian felt that he understood.

"Didn't eat. ”

Ye Yi pursed his lips and smiled, tilted his head slightly, and gave Qin Jian a thumbs up.

It's just the style of Wan'er, Qin Jian feels that he is a little unbearable.

As a rice eater, Qin Jian was really embarrassed to divide a dish of the two sisters.

But in the end, at Ye Yi's strong request, he ate two bowls of rice.

Mealtime.

Under Ye Taotao's translation, Ye Yi congratulated Qin Jian.

At the same time, Qin Jian also learned that Grandpa Ye Yi's condition had improved, and he could basically be discharged from the hospital after the New Year.

After a warm dinner, Ye Yi was busy cleaning up in the bathroom

On the other side, Ye Taotao pegged Qin Jian and came to the piano.

After Qin Jian played a few children's songs for Ye Taotao, Teacher Qin's class opened again.

After Ye Taotao played a minuet.

Qin Jian was a little surprised, he was hesitant about the child's musical talent before.

But obviously, Qin Jian, as a former piano teacher, had a deviation in his judgment last time.

"Good play, Taotao. ”

"My sister taught me!"

Qin nodded, "My sister taught me very well, now my uncle will show you a demonstration, you have to watch it carefully." ”

"Good!"

Switch to Qin key and sit in front of the piano.

Raising his hand, Bach's minuet dances.

The light melody is brightly embellished in the living room, and even the sound of pots and pans clinking in the kitchen carries a hint of peace and tranquility.

The end of a song.

"Listen so well!!"

Qin Jian smiled and patted Ye Taotao's little brain, "Remember?"

Then, there was a jolt in the trouser pocket.

Qin Jian got up and took out his phone.

An unread message.

Swipe the screen.

"Do you have time?"

His gaze fell on the other party's avatar, and Qin Jian frowned.

'Duan Duan Duan Duan'