In this way, time passed day by day unconsciously, Zhang Yanfang's career continued to flourish in the global Chinese music scene, and the just-released sixth album once again started the chart domination mode.

As a result, the three girls watched their master go out early and return late every day, and sometimes they couldn't even see anyone for several days, not to mention the stage experience of teaching them singing skills, and even the opportunity to say a word was rare. Among the few communications, Zhang Yanfang arranged various cleaning tasks, and this situation lasted for three months.

Early this morning, Zhang Yanfang went out in her nanny car as usual, and she still arranged a lot of things before going out, as if she didn't want her three apprentices to be idle. Zhang Yanfang's villa has a huge living room on the first floor, and the living room is equipped with spacious floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides, and keeping the floor-to-ceiling windows spotless is one of the most important tasks for the three girls. Because Zhang Yanfang likes to sit in the living room and watch the scenery outside, any slightest stain may make Zhang Yanfang angry.

Each of the three girls was wiping up and down with a cleaning cloth, and they all seemed to be doing their best to clean it, bringing a chair and stepping on it when they couldn't reach it, or simply jumping and wiping it down with all their might.

Feng Keer took off her shoes, she chose a more worry-free and labor-saving way, as long as she stood on the stool, the highest part of the floor-to-ceiling window could be easily wiped clean by herself. But the short-haired girl next to her didn't do this, she jumped high on her own strength every time, and quickly swept the cleaning cloth in her hand over the glass window as her body was about to fall. At first, the short-haired girl went well, but the higher she got, the more difficult her expression became. Until the end, the short-haired girl found that she couldn't wipe the top corner of the floor-to-ceiling window no matter how hard she tried, and she kept jumping hard, but each time it was only a little bit short, and so on five times, the short-haired girl's efforts to jump finally stopped.

She slammed the cleaning cloth in her hand on the ground, and two tears soon flowed out of the corners of her eyes, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her mouth shouted loudly, "What are we doing?!"

Feng Ke'er, who was cleaning the window, was startled and almost fell off the stool, so she hurriedly held on to the door frame with one hand to stabilize her body. Feng Ke'er looked at the short-haired girl beside her in great surprise, her tears falling to the ground like raindrops, her face full of disappointment and grievances.

In Feng Keer's impression, the short-haired girl has always been kind and artistic, and the four-year study at the Central Conservatory of Music has given her an artist's temperament, which is completely different from a girl from a wild path like herself. Feng Keer didn't expect that the short-haired girl would have such an emotional outburst, and now she looks like two people as usual.

Feng Ke'er got down from the stool, and another long-haired girl also walked to their side, the eyes of the two girls were full of questions, but Feng Ke'er asked first, "You, are you okay?

After the roar just now, the emotions in the short-haired girl's heart seemed to be cathartic, but the tears still did not stop. She slowly sat down on the floor against the floor-to-ceiling window, a wry smile on her lips.

"It's been three months, and we're here every day cleaning, walking the dog, and cleaning the yard, is this the purpose of our hard work to worship Zhang Yanfang?" The short-haired girl finally said what she had been suppressing for a long time, she never thought that becoming Zhang Yanfang's disciple would be such a result.

Feng Ke'er and the long-haired girl looked at each other, in fact, this is a question in everyone's mind, but they still want to continue to survive, but the short-haired girl broke out in advance. Feng Ke'er knew that the master should not treat the three of them like this all the time, but the current situation did not seem to show any signs of ending.

"Each of us has good talents, and we can even say that we are the best among our peers, and only in this way can we become the lucky ones in everyone's eyes, but in the end, we don't look like successors cultivated by Zhang Yanfang at all, but just her free nanny. I should have known this on the first day I came here, because the housekeeper told me to go buy a box of the freshest strawberries early in the morning. The short-haired girl's eyes were full of remorse, and she even felt that Zhang Yanfang had no intention of cultivating them at all, everything was just a piece of news that Zhang Yanfang cooperated with the hype in order to release a new album.

"Perhaps, master, she has her own arrangements," Feng Ke'er comforted softly, she didn't know how to encourage her fellow junior sisters, after all, she was just enduring and persevering.

"Perhaps, but I won't wait any longer," the short-haired girl wiped away her tears with her fingers, and she rose from the ground and said firmly, "Tomorrow I will tell her that I am leaving the school." ”

Hearing this, the long-haired girl's face changed greatly, she never thought that her junior sister would make such a decision, but tens of thousands of people wanted to worship Zhang Yanfang's door. "You don't want to think about it anymore, maybe, in a month or two, the master will start to really teach us," said the long-haired girl hurriedly.

The short-haired girl shook her head helplessly, "I'm already a senior, maybe I shouldn't still have the dream of becoming a star, the school has begun to discuss the candidate to stay in the school to teach, if I don't go back, even this opportunity will be missed." ”、

"But...", the long-haired girl wanted to say something, but swallowed back the second half of the sentence. Staying in school to teach and being a star are two completely different choices on the road of life, and with the qualifications of a short-haired girl, it is entirely possible for her to become popular in the music world. But choosing to be a teacher in school can lead a stable life. Obviously, between the two, the short-haired girl chose to abandon the former, and her talent and singing voice may be buried forever.

The next day, the atmosphere in the living room on the first floor was a little depressing, but Zhang Yanfang didn't realize this at all, she walked down from the second floor as usual, and the housekeeper followed her very respectfully.

Zhang Yanfang always remembered everything clearly, and as soon as she saw her three apprentices, Zhang Yanfang began to explain the tasks she had already thought of. Her footsteps did not stop, and she walked quickly towards the outside of the villa, and at this moment, her words were interrupted for the first time by her own apprentice.

"Master, I have something to tell you," the short-haired girl suddenly stopped in front of Zhang Yanfang.