The first class was self-study, and there was no teacher to teach.

Under Qin Xinyu's management, the students in the class were also obedient, looking at the books and pondering the experience of those predecessors in repairing the literature.

For Yang Ye's discussion, he soon fell silent in a rich learning atmosphere.

After class, everyone put down their books and looked at Yang Ye in unison.

Some sighed, some sympathized, and some gloated with schadenfreude.

"Yang Ye, you've been holding back for a long time, don't you go to the thatched house?"

Cai Hao, who was behind him, smiled and deliberately amplified his voice and asked.

He just wants to provoke Yang Ye, if he is too timid to go, then he will not only hold his urine, but also be ridiculed by everyone.

If he went, he was doomed to crawl out of the hut and probably covered in and urine.

In the classroom, there is a class leader in charge, but outside the classroom, no one will help him.

When Yang Ye heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Jin Suiliang who was not far away, and saw that he was looking at him with fierce eyes, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "No, I'd better keep this urine, lest I can't pee when someone wants to drink." ”

"Grass!

When Jin Suiliang heard this, he was immediately furious, and wanted to step forward to beat him immediately, but saw Qin Xinyu standing up and looking coldly at this side.

He suppressed his anger, grinned, and said with a sneer: "Okay, then you can hold back, even if you don't go out after class, I see that you can't go out after school!"

Yang Ye smiled faintly and ignored him no longer.

At noon, he practiced for a while "Pretending to be a Pig and Cultivating Martial Arts", and his physical fitness has become different from the original, although he has not yet realized his vitality and become a warrior, but he will definitely not suffer a loss against a person who has not even comprehended his literary temperament, let alone practiced martial arts.

Of course, if they bully more and less, he will naturally not be able to compete now.

So he decided to stay away from the edge for the time being.

Soon, the bell rang for class, and everyone sat down and stopped talking.

The second lesson is a music lesson.

The teacher was a woman in a turquoise dress, with waist-length black hair, a delicate appearance, about twenty years old, with a sweet smile on her cheeks, and two cute little dimples.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this class is the same as usual, let's go to the bamboo forest to listen to the sound of flowing water and falling flowers, and then I will continue to teach music theory and flute skills. ”

Tang Fanfan smiled kindly, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and said to everyone.

She has been amazingly talented since she was a child, and she has a persistent belief in music.

This year, she just applied to become a music teacher in the college, she once relied on a jade flute, personally composed a song, and has a high reputation in the entire Xiangzhou City, known as the beauty of the jade flute.

There are not many musical instruments in this world, except for the flute, drums and trumpets, the rest have basically not been introduced.

Therefore, those who become scholars by practicing music generally learn these kinds of musical instruments, among which the flute and xiao, because they are simple to make, inexpensive, and not too difficult to practice, are the most popular.

"You don't need to bring a book, don't think too much about things in your heart, try to maintain a quiet and peaceful mood, so that you can better listen to the sounds of nature and feel the tone. ”

Tang Fanfan took the students out of the classroom, and walked towards the Xiuzhu forest in the south of the college, chatting with several students along the way, always with a kind smile on his face.

After a while, a burst of fresh air came to the nose, and a lush bamboo forest, accompanied by the singing of birds and flowers, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After entering the bamboo forest, walking along the path covered with fallen leaves and flowers, a moment later, a small stream appeared in front of me, flowing slowly.

Coming to a grassy open space, Tang Fanfan stopped and said with a smile: "Okay, classmates, everyone sit around me, sit on the ground, close your eyes first, and remove the complicated thoughts in your heart......"

Everyone looked for a place, sat down, and began to try to calm their minds.

Suddenly, a pleasant flute sounded from the forest.

If the birds whisper, they are cheerful and gentle, and if they are like a stream, they are soft and comfortable......

Tang Fan held the jade flute in his hand, played it gently, and a song of "Spring Outing" composed by the ancients slowly flowed in everyone's ears, making everyone open the pores of their bodies, and they were in a happy mood and quickly indulged in it.

After a song, Tang Fan began to explain the technical conception of this song, etc., and when it came to the obscurity, he picked up the jade flute and played it, and the demonstration of note by note was extremely detailed.

"Okay, I've given you the flute skills in the first few lessons, and you've been practicing for so long, you should be able to play some simple notes. ”

After Tang Fanfan finished explaining the song, he glanced at the students who were concentrating, was quite satisfied, and asked with a smile.

Seeing that several students nodded, she smiled slightly and said, "As long as you can blow the notes, then you can practice the music according to the score." These songs all contain a literary atmosphere, as long as you concentrate on playing, you will soon understand the literary atmosphere. ”

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked at Yang Ye, who was sitting alone, and said with a smile: "I heard Teacher Bai say that there is already a student in our class who understands the literary tone. Well, if you study hard, when you are able to play a piece completely proficiently, you will be able to start to condense more of your style, and in time, you will become a true scribe. ”

At this time, Jin Suiliang sneered, glanced at Yang Ye with a sneer, and said, "Teacher Tang, in fact, most of the students in the class can play the flute when you taught us the skills of playing the flute, but that Yang Ye is a stupid person, holding the flute, he can't play at all, and you still expect him to play the whole tune?"

"Haha, by the way, Teacher Tang, the last time I practiced outside, you weren't there, that Yang Ye was holding the flute, and his face was so red that he couldn't blow a note, he was laughing to death. Cai Hao also laughed.

When the two of them talked about that incident, the whole class immediately remembered it.

At that time, they practiced playing the flute in the music pavilion, and everyone practiced for a few lessons, and they could blow a few notes, but Yang Ye couldn't blow one, and his face was flushed at that time, and he was almost fart.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Yang Ye with sarcasm on their faces and burst into laughter.

"Yang Ye, didn't you listen to the teacher's explanation last time? Playing the flute must master the breath, you can't blow it casually, come, I'll teach you again." ”

Tang Fanfan listened to the ridicule of his classmates, shook his head slightly, and beckoned to Yang Ye with a smile to let him go.

Yang Ye really didn't listen to her explanation at the time, but it wasn't that she didn't care, but she was beaten by Jin Suiliang after class and humiliated, so she was in an extremely bad mood, and her expression was a little dazed, and she didn't remember it.

Thinking of the humiliation that this body had suffered, Yang Ye gradually clenched his fists, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

In any case, he must be strong!

"Yes, Mr. Tang. ”

He suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his heart, stood up, walked to Tang Fanfan's side, and lowered his hand to listen to her careful explanation.

"Teacher Tang, you give him the flute and let him perform, he is the first person in our grade to understand the literary tone, maybe he can play a natural song all of a sudden. ”

Jin Suiliang saw that Yang Ye was going to go down after listening to the explanation, and immediately said with a mocking face, he knew that Yang Ye was a complete idiot for music, and he could only hold back a fart at most, so he wanted him to make a fool of himself in public, which could also hit his confidence in cultivation.

Cai Hao also smiled with a dark smile on his face, and encouraged: "That's it, Mr. Tang, you just explained so carefully, I believe that our Yang Ye classmates must have understood, let him perform in public, let's appreciate it, hehe." ”

The students remembered Yang Ye's funny appearance of playing the flute, and they were immediately interested, and said: "Teacher Tang, let him demonstrate, people are the pride of our class, they will definitely play the flute, hahaha......"

Tang Fan saw that everyone was full of expectations, and didn't know that they were actually like watching Yang Ye's jokes, she looked at the jade flute in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay, Yang Ye, you can try it in front of everyone's interview." It doesn't matter if it doesn't blow or not, I'll explain it to you again. ”

Looking at the encouragement in the eyes of the beautiful teacher, and the kind smile on his cheeks, Yang Ye sighed secretly, and was about to refuse, when the wrench in his thumb suddenly moved, and a white light followed the meridians and directly integrated into his mind.

"Here we go again......"

Yang Ye was overjoyed in his heart, paused for a moment, stretched out his hand and took the jade flute, thinking that it was printed with the teacher's lip fragrance, he was a little upset.

"No wonder I was a little hesitant to see Teacher Tang just now, this is her personal jade flute, which is often touched with her lips, and it must not have been used by other men. ”

Yang Ye felt a little honored, glanced at Tang Fanfan, and whispered pretending to be frightened: "Teacher Tang, I'...... If I can't blow it, will you not punish me?"

"Hahaha...... That kid is such a wretch, and before he blew it, he began to beg for mercy. ”

"Hehe, it looks like he's still self-aware, don't wait until you're going to hold your fart out. ”

"What about the first person who understands the temperament, nothing else, you can't condense the temperament and become a scribe, waste is always waste, no matter how you jump, you can't become the climate!"

Everyone looked at Yang Ye's trembling appearance, and they all laughed and mocked unscrupulously.

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