Listening to the exclamation of chirping in his ears, Wang Hanyi's face darkened a little, and he was so angry that he poured a bottle of water in a row, eager to tear the person on it.

"Han Yi, look at Ling Qianyi......"

"Shut up!" Wang Hanyi roared impatiently, not wanting to hear any more words praising this person.

"I think her charm and movements on the guitar are a bit like my male god, will she be the same as me, it is very likely that we are the same people." A girl looked at the chic and handsome figure on the stage with some bright eyes.

The classmate next to him asked, "Who are your male gods?" ”

"Ling Qiyi, she looks so handsome, she is so handsome that she doesn't want it, and recently participated in a movie starring Feng Shen, I watched the stills, it's handsome, it's ...... miserable."

When it comes to her male god, the girl is like turning on the water pipe of the faucet, and she can't stop talking at all.

……

After finishing the song, Ling Qianyi put down the guitar elegantly and looked at the stunned teacher next to him lightly: "Teacher, are you satisfied?" ”

The old man was stunned for a while, then glanced at him awkwardly and snorted: "It's just a gadget, the devil knows what the hell you're playing, I've never heard of it, I think you're playing blind." ”

As soon as these words came out, the classmates began to chirp again.

"If you haven't heard it, you haven't seen it, it's my song of the gods, the old man is a man of the last generation, huh."

"Is this still the? This piece is super difficult, and I now wonder if this teacher understands music. ”

"I'm a little skeptical, I have to say, what's this called?"

"Ling Qianyi."

"Yes, Ling Qianyi's name really has two brushes, it's really amazing, this girl is really good."

The slightly sarcastic words of the students in the front row reached the ears of the old man, and his ravine-ravine face was as black as Bao Gong, and a threatening cold eye was thrown over, which frightened the students and immediately closed their mouths.

Ling Qianyi pretended not to hear or see anything, and chuckled: "Teacher, this song was just released today, Feng Yinxiu Feng Yingdi's song, you are so busy today, it's normal that you haven't heard it, the teacher can listen to this song when he goes back, and show it to us when the time comes, let us learn and learn." ”

The old man's face changed instantly, and he flicked his sleeves in a very impulsive tone: "What kind of actor, if you don't study hard, you know that you are chasing stars and not doing your job." Get down and let Lao Tzu sit and listen to the lecture, this kind of unnutritious tune Lao Tzu can't play, cheesy! ”

"You ......"

"Su Yue, don't speak." Ling Qianyi pulled on Su Yue's clothes to prevent her from saying something on an impulse, and it would be more and more difficult to clean up when the time came.

It's enough to let this old man slap his face, after all, he is still a teacher, and he still has to give the teacher face.

Ling Qianyi walked down slowly: "Thank you, teacher, for being magnanimous. ”

"!"

The old man's face turned blue, his chest rose and fell violently, and he seemed to be really angry.

All the people present have more or less a little musical skills, and most of them can hear the difficulty and perfection of Ling Qianyi's song.

"Hmph, an ignorant girl!" As I passed by the teacher's side, I heard him curse in a low voice that was very angry.

Ling Qianyi snickered, her clear gaze swept over, and she strode towards Yu Rou, who was waving to her, and sat next to her.