"Sister Gu......, don't be angry, Zhou ...... Teacher Zhou is just a little awkward and won't ...... Take advantage of you. ”

On the way to the station, Song Shiyuan followed behind Gu Yifang and explained.

Passers-by couldn't help but look at the two of them, obviously misunderstood.

Gu Fang stood helplessly in the shade of the tree, raised his head slightly, and looked at Song Shiyuan and said, "Where am I angry?" I understand that Mr. Zhou is just afraid of trouble, and he is not too much to do. ”

Song Shiyuan said cautiously: "Will it ...... Occupy your ...... Too much time? ”

Gu Fang shook her head, she knew that Zhou Jing said that she was "a big loss", but she didn't care much, with Zhou Jing's connections and Song Jiaqin's fame, she didn't worry about selling the piano at all, she was completely thinking too much.

However, Zhou Jing still agreed to the suggestion of making a Weibo account, but asked that the account could only be managed by Gu Yifang and A Luo.

Just posting photos of the piano hall and some guqin articles on the Internet will not add to the burden of the piano hall.

In order not to occupy Ah Luo's time, the main force of taking care of Weibo still depends on Gu Yifang's side.

As for the open class, Zhou Jing did not agree, but put forward a request for Gu Yifang to be a teaching assistant in Hall 16.

Teaching assistants are required every Friday evening, and Saturdays and Sundays are all afternoons.

This is equivalent to an extra part-time job, but this part-time job does not pay a salary.

Therefore, Song Shiyuan objected on the spot, and Gu Yifang readily agreed, she understood that this was an exchange of conditions, and Zhou Jing also wanted her to know that it was not easy to take care of the piano hall.

As for whether there is a salary or not, Gu Yifang really doesn't care, for her, this part-time job is more like study and leisure.

"No, I'm here to learn." Gu Yifang was very grateful to Song Shiyuan for his grievances, although Gu Yifang didn't agree with some of the little boy's ideas, and he always felt a little naïve, but he knew that Song Shiyuan was a warm-hearted person.

This time, Song Shiyuan accompanied her to wait for the train at the station, and did not leave until he watched her get on the train.

After going back, Gu Yifang called Zhang Lixian on his mobile phone in the community and told him about the situation, Zhang Lixian immediately made three chapters with everyone in the group, and restrained the members from taking the initiative to promote the national style in the piano hall, unless someone else asked.

As for the photo activity, Zhou Jing also stipulates the scope of the activity, which can only be in the living room and courtyard on the first floor.

With something to do, the atmosphere of the past club has returned, and some people even proposed to put out a guqin program to apply for the National Style Spring Festival Gala.

Zhang Lixian said in the group: "It's too late, let's come step by step, this is what the military master sold himself to do as a coolie in exchange, and also, don't talk nonsense in the piano hall, you know?" ”

Sanhua smiled and said, "Received!" Top dog! We're just talking nonsense behind our backs, by the way, do you want me to do the coolies too? ”

It seems to be an interesting thing to go to the piano hall to do "coolies", and everyone responded, Zhang Lixian replied: "Forget it, thank God you don't make trouble." ”

Compared with Gu Yifang, Zhang Lixian thought more comprehensively, she knew that An Jiaqi was Shao Qingyang's friend and Zhou Jing's friend, and she privately sounded the alarm bell for Zijin, in case she saw An Jiaqi in the piano hall, she must not stir up trouble.

Gu Yifang secretly sighed in his heart, after all, he was a hundred secrets, and he almost forgot that there was still the possibility of bumping into An Jiaqi.

In the summer of July, Gu Yifang got a bonus, and officially became a teaching assistant in the 16th Hall, working, exams, and entertaining, which was a happiness that Gu Yifang had never imagined.

What makes her even happier is that she can still take graduation photos of the national style with everyone, and it is rare that Zhang Jiawei is interested in taking pictures together.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university, Gu Yifang felt that the relationship between her and Zhang Jiawei was also complete, and each other's minds would always be imprinted with each other's youthful and beautiful appearance.

The graduation photos of that day, starting from Guanghua and Dongyi, the campus that had been on vacation was empty, and it was very convenient to take pictures, and some students who stayed in school came to take a group photo.

The main force of photography is Lu Ming, Song Shiyuan started, ate some fast food at noon, and everyone went all the way to the 16th Hall by bus.

Although there are still misunderstandings such as "hanbok" and "kimono" along the way, everyone is in a good mood, especially Zijin, who seems to be not as tense as before, and will smile and say to the people who come to ask, "This is the national style, this is the traditional costume of our country." ”

The chattering laughter and laughter automatically quieted down after entering the 16th Hall, and the faint sound of the piano came out through the panes, making people involuntarily lighten their steps.

Ah Luo leaned in the window, then ran out with an anxious face, and jumped over towards Song Shiyuan and said, "My little ancestor, do you remember that you have a class to attend?" ”

Song Shiyuan raised his wrist and looked at his watch and said, "There are still ...... And also...... Five minutes ......"

Ah Luo glared at him, "You're embarrassed to say that the teacher has to arrive half an hour early, have you forgotten the rules?" Hurry up and go to class. Arlo said and nudged him.

Song Shiyuan reluctantly glanced at everyone and walked inside.

Lu Ming found a place to take pictures in the courtyard, and after a while the students went to class, he went to the hall to take pictures.

Gu Yifang looked at Zhang Jiawei, who was rarely dressed in national style, and said, "Zhang Jiawei, how is it?" How does it feel? ”

Zhang Jiawei said: "I feel, walking in the high-rise buildings is out of place, the campus is fine, when I arrived at the piano hall, I felt that I had come to the right place, one side, if there were not so many people, I wouldn't dare to dress like this." ”

Mao Yue on the side came up, still speaking in a Taiwanese accent, "It's okay, I'll get used to it if I wear it more." ”

Zhang Jiawei shook her head: "No, after all, it's a metropolis, I can't get used to it, just wear it occasionally." ”

Gu Fang said: "What if you go to the ancient town?" ”

Zhang Jiawei's eyes lit up: "The place where you filmed the MV last time is okay, you said, if it is the same as Japan, there is a summer festival in a bathrobe, and there is a national festival in the ancient town, it is not interesting to just take pictures, there are many delicious and interesting stalls to wander around." ”

As soon as Zhang Jiawei said it, Mao Yue's eyes were about to flash a little star, "Yes, yes, it would be nice if we had a place to hold this kind of event." ”

Sanhua had already heard their conversation, and at this time she also came over and said: "Lady, don't dream, it's good to have a piano hall that allows you to wear the national style, and hold an open-air event, you have to come professionally." ”

Gu Yifang remembered that he was learning a new major, which happened to have exhibition content, so he said: "Yes, like the scale of the Summer Festival, at least it has to be a street, such an exhibition needs to be hosted by the official, and then find some organizers, generally speaking, it should be an industry association as the organizer, but there is no industry association in the national style, so you have to find a commercial organizer." ”

Hearing this, several girls were confused, their faces were full of question marks, Zhang Jiawei said with a smile: "It's too complicated, this is probably just a dream." ”

"Not necessarily." A voice came from behind the girls.

Gu Yifang looked back and saw that it was Mr. Pan, who had kindly sponsored the National Wind Society.

"Uncle Pan is good." Since that acquaintance, everyone has affectionately called Mr. Pan Uncle Pan.

Gu Fang didn't expect that he would meet Mr. Pan in the Sixteenth Hall for the second time.

"Hello classmates." Mr. Pan's Mandarin with a slight southern accent said, "Your dreams may come true this year." ”