Yan Ting tried to communicate with Aunt Fang.

Aunt Fang's attitude was very resolute.

When he takes Shen Qian to his house in the future, she will treat her as a guest, and she will not teach Shen Qian piano knowledge in the future.

And the bitter meat meter can be used once, and it will be very fake if you use it a second time.

Aunt Fang really won't teach Shen Qian the piano this time.

"You have a lot of disagreements with Aunt Fang, if you can't be her student, you won't do it, I will help you find a teacher again."

Shen Qian bit her lip stiffly, and her slender body trembled slightly.

Why can Shen Qianzi be a student of Master Nia, but she can't even be a student of Master Nia's apprentice?

She lay in Yan Ting's arms, tears wet his shirt, and Yan Ting's heart was pinched together, "I'll find you a teacher who is more powerful than Master Binia to teach you the piano." ”

……

"Shen Qianzi."

Shen Qianzi closed the car door and looked towards the sound source, Mu Yuanyang was standing at the door of the breakfast shop, waving at her.

Shen Qianzi brought breakfast, and her legs were sore and painful, and she didn't want to walk.

"What's the matter?"

If the mountain is not me, I will come to the mountain.

Mu Yuanyang trotted over and handed Shen Qianzi a chicken roll, "Do you want to have breakfast?" ”

"No, I have."

Mu Yuanyang looked at the bag in her arms and swallowed, "Did the five-star chef make it?" ”

"It seems to be, it's delicious, do you want to eat it?"

"May I?"

Look, those salivating eyes are almost out of her breakfast.

"Here you go!"

"Then I'll give you the gutter oil I bought for five dollars for breakfast!"

Mu Yuanyang was not polite at all, and gave Shen Qianzi his breakfast in a plastic bag, and he took Shen Qianzi's breakfast.

Shen Qianzi: "......"

A good breakfast made Mu Yuanyang describe as unappetizing.

"Hey, look, isn't that Xue Aiqin?" Mu Yuanyang looked at the BMW that had just entered the school, and smiled evilly, "Teacher Xue, what kind of fortune has you made, even the BMW has been driven." ”

"Didn't she drive a BMW before?"

"She used to drive a QQ that was less than 100,000 yuan."

Shen Qianzi raised her eyebrows, "My husband is very rich?" ”

"Generally, her husband is a physical education teacher at the No. 2 Middle School next door."

Shen Qianzi's expression suddenly became patient.

Xue Aiqin has been promoted and changed cars recently, no wonder her complexion has improved a lot, a BMW car is not something that ordinary people's teachers can afford.

Shen Qianzi walked a little slowly, she resumed boxing training, and practiced late every night, with black green on both legs.

Mu Yuanyang noticed her strangeness, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"My leg hurts a little."

"Do you want me to hold you up?"

Mu Yuanyang stretched out an arm, and Shen Qianzi pushed it away, "No, I'm not delicate." ”

I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her at school, and she didn't want to leave the conversation behind.

High school girls are in a situation where they don't understand feelings, and they are faintly on the verge of becoming adults.

Seeing Shen Qianzi's back, they all discussed.

"Look at Shen Qianzi, I always think she ......"

Several people discussed in a whisper, and then invariably showed a few ambiguous and contemptuous smiles.

"People can't look good, I didn't expect Shen Qianzi to be such a person."

"Why else is she so pretty lately?"

"Seems to be, hehe......"

Yan Jingjing listened to the discussion of several people, took out her mobile phone, and there were two photos lying in her gallery.