Chapter Twenty-Five: The Humiliation Is Great, and the Hurt Is Great
The person who has to wait for the program team to postpone it for half a month must be the top in the circle.
Communicate with each other, there will definitely be no shortage of shots, who is not eager to get such an opportunity?
"Everybody's great, but it's not necessarily going to turn out." Qi Yaning was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said modestly.
After a pause, he looked up at the other side again, "Mu Yue, I have to thank you for letting us practice here." ”
Meng Muyue vomited blood in her heart, but she had to pull out a smile: "Help each other, it should be." ”
was supposed to teach one-on-one and enjoy Class A treatment, but now there is a group of people who have dispersed her aura.
Player A: "Yes, thank you Muyue." ”
Player B: "It's a pity, this time I chose the player who improved the most, otherwise Mu Yue is so powerful, she must be the first." ”
Player C: "Yes, think about it this way, the people in Class A and Class B are quite at a loss. ”
Meng Muyue's eyes swept through the darkness, and she said as if unintentionally: "Su Jin's first stage is very good, maybe there are any surprises." ”
When the words fell, everyone suddenly fell silent, almost forgetting that there was a special case.
"Hehe, I'm looking forward to her next performance."
"Yes, if it's Su Jin, it must be a big improvement."
"Don't talk about this, it's getting dark, let's go back and rest."
.......
After a few perfunctory remarks, they changed the topic and prepared to leave.
Qi Yaning's eyes flashed, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly paused, and exclaimed: "Ah, I seem to have forgotten to take something, you go first." ”
In the corridor, there was silence.
Qi Yaning squinted, turned his gaze to the training room not far away, and slowly approached.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard the beautiful and graceful sound of the piano in my ears.
In the next second, the closed door suddenly opened.
A middle-aged man about thirty years old walked out, his face haggard and depressed, as if he had just suffered a great blow.
He should be Su Jin's vocal teacher.
The corners of Qi Yaning's lips rose slightly, and her tone was concerned: "Teacher, are you okay?" ”
Fan Chuan glanced at her and waved his hand weakly.
It's only been a day, and the little girl has already learned most of it, and with half a month left, how much stimulation does he have to suffer? How do you get through it?
The most important thing is that according to this progress, I am afraid that in the end, I will not be able to keep the dignity of the teacher even if I want Jiang Lang to do his best.
Qi Yaning: "It's Su Jin who is too difficult to teach, right?" Don't put too much pressure on yourself. ”
The gentle comfort fell, Fan Chuan nodded, sighed, and suddenly felt better.
Unbeknownst to him, the voice came right after.
Qi Yaning: "After all, Su Jin's talent is not very good, it is normal to learn slowly, you don't have to worry too much." ”
Fan Chuan: "......"
Is this connotating him?
Thank you.
The humiliation is extremely strong, and the damage is also great.
Let the already fragile heart suffer a heavy blow again.
Fan Chuan was angry: "Learn your own well, what do you do with so much?" He dropped a heavy sentence and left.
Qi Yaning was glared at inexplicably, standing in place, his face a little blue.
What is fierce?
Did she say it wrong?
Su Jin was originally a straw bag, and it is normal to teach it badly!
Originally, Qi Yaning was worried that the other party was a threat, but now it seems that it is not enough to be afraid of being able to make the vocal teacher angry like this.