Wood frowned and hugged his shoulders tightly, seemingly displeased by Roy's rudeness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was wrapped in a long, thick bathrobe. Presumably to maintain his dignity in front of his employer and his young daughter, who he was teaching to, so as not to be picked on by the employer, he wrapped his bathrobe so tightly that it even covered his neck. But the way he hugged his shoulders tightened his bathrobe, revealing the firm, graceful lines of his shoulders and back. Just the simple act of hugging his shoulders, he also has an indescribable grace in doing it.

As a dance teacher, he is very good from a professional point of view.

As the man in black hiding behind the sculpture at the end of the boulevard, he was the first to catch Roy, and he was also very capable.

The father was just silent, so that people could not understand his attitude.

Roy's eyes burned, forcing Wood.

Wood seemed a little irritated, and quickly licked his dry lips, "Feng is fiddling with his babes. At this time, I am putting it in. Miss, you know him, and I hate to be disturbed at this time. ”

"It's fine. It won't take long. Roy insisted.

Wood swallowed.

His father was watching him too.

Suddenly, Wood smiled, unconcerned.

He didn't even care?

Roy frowned. At this point, Wood stepped out of the way and said to Roy in a "don't blame me if something happened," "Well, remember I reminded you." ”

With that, Wood turned and went upstairs.

Roy, sensing his father's confused glance at him, pursed his lips and followed.

Wood walked over to a door, gently opened a crack in it, and made a "shhh

Through the crack in the door, you can see the back of the piano teacher sitting at the desk.

His eyes were indeed covered.

Roy gasped. That's impossible!

The piano teacher, wearing an electronic analyzer, is sitting at his desk, concentrating on repairing an antique radio. Fingers nimbly fiddle with the screwdriver, carefully removing the core components of the radio.

But she obviously poked him in the eye. How could he still be able to see it!

It seems that at this time, the piano teacher noticed that there was someone behind him, and asked unhappily: "Who?" ”

"The master has come to check on the young lady's homework." Wood, behind Roy's father and daughter, explained.

The piano teacher didn't look back, "Let them wait a while." ”

Then he continued to look down and play with his babies. Another delicate part was dismantled, and the movement was so delicate that it seemed that even the hands had eyes.

Roy was dumbfounded.

Isn't it him?

No way! The height and body type matched, and the man in black walked exactly like the piano teacher.

The most important thing is the hands. Someone else will never be able to fake it.

Perhaps, Vincent equipped them with a simulated mech? The kind that can change physical features? But that thing can only be used by spy agencies, and it is very expensive, and Vincent's manpower and material resources can't get it! If he has the money to get this, why don't he buy two sets of optical camouflage, which can make people invisible, which is more suitable for him, not to mention that there are millions of star coins left.

Wood shrugged. "I'm sorry, Feng has such a temper, don't be surprised."

Father smiled. "I'm not angry."

As a top student of the higher music institution in the federal capital, he has held dozens of individual performances, and even the Duke is a top pianist who is polite to three points, Feng has the capital to be arrogant. If it weren't for the fact that he liked to collect these messy antiques and was deceived into scattering all his wealth, his father would never have had the opportunity to invite such a high teacher to Roy.

Roy tried to rush in and rip off the analyzer he was wearing, but his father grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him out.

Wood closed the door to the piano teacher's room, and then resumed his shoulder-hugging appearance, the corners of his mouth slightly curled: "Any other orders?" ”

This guy must be very, very proud in his heart.

Just as he did when he grabbed her by the waist.

If it weren't for him, he would have escaped. How could five people be surrounded by the sculpture and almost hurt.

They were just as filthy as Vincent.

Father pinched Roy's shoulder, squeezing slightly, to remind her.

He understands his daughter's feelings. But it has been proven that she is wrong, so don't dwell on it anymore.

Respecting teachers and teaching is one of the moral trends of the interstellar age. He didn't want others to think of his daughter as rude as he was.

But to be honest, he was really relieved to learn that the man in black was not a governess.

"I wonder how Roy's homework has been going since I last came here?" As he went downstairs, his father asked casually.

"Very nice. It's enough to be at home at a court ball. Wood accompanies his father and Roy, who had to go downstairs with him, "But if you want to be a star in everyone's eyes, you need more practice." ”

Father nodded in satisfaction. "And what about her violin? What new songs did Anjida teach her again? ”

Wood paused for a moment.

"I don't know." He replied fluently and naturally, "You know her, she dislikes the lack of atmosphere in the piano room here, and always takes the young lady's courtyard and flower hall to play the piano." None of us were next to her. ”

"That's right." Father nodded. The virtuosity of the violinist was indeed a bit out of the ordinary, "Then invite her, I want to hear a new piece she taught." ”

Wood's stopper lasted a little longer.

"She's going to pick up the wind. I don't know where she is. He shrugged his shoulders again and said lightly, "Why don't you call her in a newsletter?" It's just that she doesn't necessarily drive. After all, I'm collecting wind. ”

The father frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.

"I check Roy's homework every time I come, you know. Why did she choose to pick the wind today. ”

"I don't know that." Wood shrugged again, "Hmm...... Actually, it's not impossible for you to check Miss's homework. Angela has a spare piano in her house, why don't you just let the lady play a new song for you? ”

"I haven't learned the new song yet, and Teacher Angela told me not to play it yet, so as not to remember the mistakes and change them later. Father, call her here. ”

Roy hurriedly interjected.

Wood snorted, "Miss, I told you, Angela is not in Vicious Garden. Do you want to be strong? ”

Father's expression became even more solemn.

Every time he checked Roy's homework, especially in the arts, he would ask the appropriate teacher to be around. The reason is simple, he doesn't know anything about these things. So every time he comes to Wei Yuan, even if other teachers may not be there, the three teachers in Building 1 must be on standby.

Roy also knew about his father's habit, so he had to refute it. This was the last chance to leave my father behind.

However, her father glanced at her and told her not to speak, and as she bit her lip anxiously, he asked Wood, "What about René?" Did he teach my daughter well? ”

A twist flashed across Wood's face. Then he shrugged his shoulders for the fourth time: "Then I don't know." He teaches self-defense, and you'll have to go to Building 3 to find him. ”

But he's friends with you, and he likes to drink with you when he's fine. You won't even call him over on an intercom phone?

Roy was about to refute, but was stopped by his father again.

What did he find again?

I saw my father holding his breath and listening.

Roy didn't hear anything.

But my father's ears were trained to be better than hers.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he strode towards the basement door.

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