Voices.

Sachiko Wen noticed the crowd outside.

"Huh? How did you get here? Get out of here, who allowed you to come? Sachiko stood up and walked out the door, driving away like a chicken.

"Teacher, let's come and have a look, just to study." A male classmate smiled shamelessly.

"Fuck you? Get out of here! Beware of Lao Tzu blocking you! Do you understand blocking? Sachiko doesn't care so much, he scolds when he opens his mouth.

The male classmate instantly confessed and hurriedly turned around and ran.

Sachiko Wen's hand is black, no matter who it is, he must be afraid of three points.

There used to be a rich student who offended her, and then Sachiko Fumizo went to smash the glass of their dormitory in the middle of the night!

What's even more terrifying is that when that student was taking the Xiao level, Sachiko gave a score of 0 without even listening to it!

In the end, the forced family transferred directly!

"A bunch of stupid beeps, be careful that Lao Tzu kills you, hurry up, I'm giving you a minute, don't finish rolling, one counts as one, I'll block them all!" Sachiko snorted, indicating that he was invincible.

The students had to hurry away, the queue that should go back to the queue, and the class that should have gone to class.

After everyone left, she instructed the four girls in the dance studio to take Murong Wanyan to the office.

In an unoccupied office.

Sachiko Wen made tea: "I knew that you would go to the world one day, and I have always liked you very much, I like particularly talented students, talented students are drugs for me, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, I have seen the score, it is very beautiful and hurtful, it is not very like your style, but to participate in the World Competition, there is no problem." ”

Murong Wanyan secretly bit his thin lip and slowly opened his mouth: "Teacher, what level is this song at least?" ”

Sachiko Wen took a sip of hot black tea and squinted his eyes: "What's wrong with you?" Suddenly interested in levels? Don't you usually don't care? ”

But later, Sachiko Wen discovered the subtlety of Murong Wanyan's difference, and said: "At least the world-class three sections, I have some difficulty with this song, it is difficult to express the charm of it, but I can see in my heart that it is very beautiful and sad, and people with a little emotion will definitely hear tears, the rhythm interval between the notes is very short, but the melody is very sad, I don't know how this is done, but one thing is certain, I can't, since I can't do it, then this song is at least a world-class three-section, of course, this is only conservative, maybe it can be higher, What's wrong? ”

Murong Wan nodded his head: "I didn't write it." ”

Sachiko Wen smiled: "I thought you wouldn't joke when visiting Yanyan, but I didn't expect you to make a joke, it's really good, you didn't write it, who else in this school can write it?" Xiao Ke is a musical instrument throughout the ancient and modern times, and there is absolutely no one who dares to say that he can play. ”

Murong Wanyan faced Sachikowen's smile, his face was like still water: "Someone else's, I wrote it down and tried to play it..."

Sachiko suddenly lost his smile.

As a result, I may not even be able to play the first paragraph.

This is a huge blow to a genius who focuses on Xiao.

"Well, this song just sucks anymore! I was just kidding! Actually, this song is very bad! Don't be unhappy. Sachiko hurriedly maintained.

"No, it will only make me feel more embarrassed." Murong Wanyan smiled after a long absence.

It's just a wry smile, which is distressing.

"Actually, you don't have to be like this, you are still young, the room for improvement is unlimited, sooner or later you will be more powerful than me, which old immortal gave you this score? You tell me, I'm going to pump him! Pressing you with age, what's the matter? ”

"He's about my age."

"Poof?!" Sachiko couldn't help but squirt out a sip of tea, and stood up nervously: "What did you say?" ”

"That boy, who is about my age, should be a student at this college, and he improvised this song "Sick Pavilion Curtain Meeting".

"I'm grass! What are you talking about? Is this a one-man riff? Still the same age as you? Sachiko was shocked, and her brain was dizzy!

This piece is still an improvisation by one person?

How is this possible?

Murong Wanyan looked at Sachiko Wen, who jumped up in shock, and said calmly: "This is a fact. ”

"It's not! How is this possible? How could I not know that there are such students? You've been scammed, right? How could there be such a student in Yankyo? If such a student existed, he would have made his debut long ago and would have become popular all over the world! Visiting Yan, you can't be a fantasy that you have written by yourself under too much pressure recently, right? ”

"I don't have that strength right now."

"It's impossible! How is that possible? In the entire Yanjing, only your Xiao can be regarded as a generation, why did someone else suddenly pop up? What's the boy's name? ”

"Lu Nian." Murong Wanyan blurted out, and his memory was still fresh.

"Lu Nian?!" Sachiko's eyes widened, and his eyes almost flew out!

Murong Wanyan was not calm at this moment, his slender hand touched the case, and his graceful figure leaned forward: "Teacher, do you know?" ”

Sachiko Wen took a big breath and stopped: "There is a student at the same level as you who is also named Lu Nian, the second-to-last in the school in all grades, it can't be him, it should be the same name and surname, that student is notorious, almost all teachers and students know each other, and he is about to drop out, I heard that he will have a special test tomorrow, it seems that the school can't tolerate him, and he may have to leave tomorrow, you have been studying in the sick pavilion, I don't know if it should be, I think you are just too stressed, take the score back and practice hard, no distractions, you will definitely be able to do it." ”

Murong Wanyan restrained himself for a moment, took the score, and was very puzzled, how could it be a dream?

But can the sound of a person's flute really make all the fish surface?

It's like a dream, and it's a little indistinguishable.

"Go back, think about it, don't put too much pressure on yourself, you still have a year to prepare for the world."

"Hmm."

Mu Rong visited the smoke away.

Sachiko Wen snorted black tea, puzzled, there shouldn't be a second Lu Nian in this school, what's the state of visiting Yan? It's always fascinating.

Thinking of this, Sachiko Wen dialed the number of the Political and Educational Office.

"Hello? Is it Deputy Director Ma Wei? Yes, I'm Professor Sachiko, isn't there a student Lu Nian who wants to take a special test tomorrow? Yes, I have time, I'll go for a trip, don't bother, don't bother, and when the time comes, please prepare a place, I heard that Mr. Wang Po of the Wang family is also going? Why? Okay, no more asking, that's all. ”

Hung up the phone.

Sachiko stretched lazily and looked at the sunset outside the window.

Lu Nian?

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you'll know tomorrow.