Zhang Yanfang's hurried steps stopped suddenly, she looked at the short-haired girl in front of her in surprise, and her eyes shot an aggressive posture.

With Zhang Yanfang's current identity and status, no one dares to stand in front of her, let alone that the other party is still a disciple she has just chosen. Zhang Yanfang's face suddenly turned cold, "Do you know, what are you doing now?" Zhang Yanfang's tone pierced everyone's bones like ice.

Feng Ke'er and the long-haired girl both sweated silently, Zhang Yanfang's temper is not small, once she starts a fire, no one knows what the consequences will be. However, the short-haired girl still plucked up the courage and said the next sentence, "Master, thank you for taking care of me for the past three months, I think, from today onwards, I will not come here again." ”

The short-haired girl's words exploded above everyone's heads like a silent thunderbolt, and Feng Ke'er only felt that her entire head was rumbling, and she seemed to be more nervous than the short-haired girl who was about to leave the division.

On this day, Zhang Yanfang's schedule is still very full, she has to be interviewed by several media in the morning, she has to stand for a product platform for an endorsement at noon, she has to hold a small meeting with singers in the afternoon, and she has to hold a celebration banquet for the success of her new album in the evening. There was not much time left for her, and she had to rush to the scene of the media interview within half an hour before the next day's arrangements could go smoothly.

But at this moment, she heard the words of her apprentice who was about to quit the master's door. Zhang Yanfang no longer looked in a hurry, she looked the short-haired girl up and down, and then ordered, "Follow me to the room." ”

Looking at the back of walking back one after the other, the butler's expression can only be described as miserable, today's extraneous branches are destined to disrupt all the schedules.

"Postpone the media interview for half an hour," Zhang Yanfang said before going upstairs.

The housekeeper could only nod in agreement, and he glared at the short-haired girl's back fiercely, because of the other party's singing, he and the agent didn't know how much work they had to add. The housekeeper picked up the phone in the living room and hurriedly dialed it, and Feng Keer and the long-haired girl quietly followed upstairs while the housekeeper was not paying attention.

"The master looks very unhappy," the long-haired girl whispered, she felt that it was not so easy for the junior sister to quit, and Zhang Yanfang might have her own set of punishments.

The door was not closed tightly, Feng Ke'er could vaguely see the scene inside through the crack in the door, Zhang Yanfang sat on her office chair with a cold face, and the short-haired girl stood in front of her like a child who had made a mistake.

Feng Keer silently prayed for her junior sister in her heart, now Zhang Yanfang's momentum in the music world is in full swing, and the news that she wants to train a successor is fake or true, after a round of large-scale auditions, it is now almost known to passers-by. However, one of the three people selected by Zhang Yanfang was about to quit in less than three months, which undoubtedly slapped Zhang Yanfang's superstar in the face, and the master may not let her go easily no matter what.

The room was quiet, and the two girls who were eavesdropping naturally didn't dare to breathe, and it didn't take long for Zhang Yanfang's voice to finally come out of it.

"Have you really decided? Once you quit the sect, you will never be able to turn back," Zhang Yanfang's tone sounded very flat, much to Feng Ke'er's surprise.

The short-haired girl hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, "Master, I've already decided." The girl's voice was very small, and she didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Yanfang's eyes.

"Raise your head," the coldness in Zhang Yanfang's eyes gradually disappeared, and her tone became softer, "Let me look at you again." ”

The short-haired girl raised her head obediently like a child, and the moment her eyes intersected with Zhang Yanfang, she suddenly found that the master's eyes were so different today, with pity, care, and lingering regret.

"You were originally a very good seedling," Zhang Yanfang looked at it for a while, and sighed, "What are you going to do after I leave here?"

A warm current appeared in the short-haired girl's heart, she also did a lot of psychological construction for today's decision to quit the master, she had thought about all kinds of terrible situations, but none of them was that the master cared about where she would go after leaving.

"I'm going to apply to the school for a place to stay and teach," the short-haired girl said truthfully.

"Is this the life you want, to be an ordinary teacher for the rest of your life?" asked Zhang Yanfang with some surprise.

The short-haired girl nodded very slowly, "Being a university teacher, you can have a good income, and a more stable life, and..."

The room was quiet again, and the short-haired girl didn't say any more, knowing that her reasons didn't sound convincing. If you just want a simple and stable life, why did you want to participate in the audition in the first place and become the next generation of divas to succeed Zhang Yanfang? What the short-haired girl didn't say was that her parents didn't want to enter the showbiz themselves, they thought it was a place that didn't work out. Entertainment news often breaks all kinds of unspoken rules, and they don't want their baby daughter to be one of them.

Therefore, the parents of the short-haired girl tried their best to persuade their daughter to stay in school as a teacher, and they even introduced their daughter to a good family business, the man is a successful business executive, and the two met for the first time, and the man fell in love with this senior girl who had not yet graduated.

However, the short-haired girl didn't feel anything about this successful person, she worshiped Zhang Yanfang's door, in addition to wanting to pursue the dream that still existed in her heart, but also to avoid the man's stubborn beating. The short-haired girl once dreamed that since she became Zhang Yanfang's disciple, she might be able to make her debut soon, so that she could get rid of the life arranged for her by her parents.

But seeing that the time for graduation is getting closer and closer, he is likely to miss the place to stay in school to teach, and the hope of debuting as a singer has not appeared at all. The short-haired girl still chose to compromise with life, she has seen too many girls who study art play a good deck of cards in their hands, and in the end they can only rely on their own little appearance to make a sugar daddy. At least, looking back now, I still have a choice.

The short-haired girl felt that the master must have seen through her thoughts, so she didn't continue to talk about it, and made this decision, and the girl looked down on herself from the bottom of her heart.

"Is there a Professor Liu in the school committee of the Central Conservatory of Music?" After a while, Zhang Yanfang suddenly came out with such a sentence.