The next day, seeing that it was time to go to Lu Xingshen's class, Ye Nanqian procrastinated again and again before he stepped into the threshold.

After entering, he found that except for Lu Xingshen, there was no one.

Even He Xiaoli was not there.

She couldn't help but look around, puzzled.

Did she come early? It shouldn't be.

He Xiaoli likes Lu Xingshen so much, she can't be absent from Lu Xingshen's class.

Why wasn't she there?

Lu Xingshen glanced at her lightly, and calmly solved her doubts, "Classmate He has something at home, I have asked for leave, I won't come today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow." ”

Ye Nanqian stiffened.

How so!

Ye Nanqian tried hard to calm her mood, but she failed, glared at Lu Xingshen, and she couldn't breathe: "You approved her leave, why don't you allow my leave?" ”

Lu Xingshen didn't answer Ye Nanqian's question directly, but looked at her from head to toe a few times before he spoke: "If you have doubts about asking for leave, I can talk to your parents to see if they agree that you don't come to my class." ”

In a word, he easily took Ye Nanqian.

How could she alarm her parents like this?

Ye Cheng has been very busy, and Zhuang Ya has been in need of recuperation because of the earthquake and Ye Qianhui.

She couldn't let Zhuang Ya worry about her anymore.

It's just that I originally thought that no matter how bad He Xiaoli is, she won't face Lu Xingshen alone.

However, no one knew that He Xiaoli would actually ask for leave.

Lu Xingshen looked at her lightly, and saw that she was there like a wooden stake, and he looked eager to run away immediately, he pursed his lips, pointed to a chair and said to her: "Sit down, what is the class like at your Teacher Lin's, what is it like to be here with me." ”

Hearing Lu Xingshen say this, Ye Nanqian still stood there motionless, but he was originally entangled and refused to look at his gaze, but at this moment, he lifted it up and fell on Lu Xingshen's face, "Teacher Lin usually asks me to study on my own, and he won't appear in the classroom." ”

The tone of this sentence is very sharp.

Her disgust was exposed without embellishment.

Lu Xingshen shook his head and said, "If you study by yourself, you can do it at home by yourself." But since you've come all the way to me, of course I can't perfunctory you with self-study, I have to teach you something. ”

This sentence is like kicking a ball, but he seems to be more dedicated and responsible.

Ye Nanqian breathed heavily, but he knew that he was not Lu Xingshen's opponent.

Now that she was in his territory again, she had no choice but to sit down with her head sad.

Lu Xingshen saw that she sat down reluctantly, and her cheeks were bulging angrily.

His eyes flashed slightly, he lost his mind, got up and walked to the side of the cello, "Your file says that you have the desire to learn to play the cello, it just so happens that I also have a cello here, next, I will demonstrate a section first, and after my demonstration is over, replace you, let me see where your basic level is." ”

Lu Xingshen's expression was very serious when he played.

Ye Nanqian knows that when he does things seriously, he is like this.

The cello's first A string is rich and singable, the second D string has a hazy tone, and the third and fourth strings are low and loud.

Under his smooth playing technique, the timbre is rich and full, and the deep and complex emotional tone of the whole piece almost substitutes her into it.