My wife was reborn before me

Chapter 38: The Pressure From Musical Geniuses

On the morning of staying in school, there are inspirational high school students everywhere, some are running, and some are taking advantage of the fresh air in the morning, reciting vocabulary next to the flower bed.

The reason for the high book rate in the cloud is not the school, but the self-discipline of these high-quality students.

Senior three seniors are working hard, so Yang Yang decided to take advantage of the good morning to sleep a little longer.

But the ringtone of the mobile phone broke his dream.

Yang Yang opened his eyes in a daze and sat up from the bed. Seeing that there was no one else in the dormitory, he lazily shouted to the phone: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Xu Yan was so frightened by Yang Yang's voice that she quickly covered her phone, turned her head to see that Cao Aiai was still sleeping, and replied, "I want to wake you up, go to the music classroom early, and don't let Teacher Qiao wait for you."

Yang Yang looked at his phone, it was only 7 o'clock in the morning, and couldn't help but think of his mother.

Really fulfilled that sentence, it is really difficult for a man to be taken care of by his mother before marriage and his wife after marriage.

Picking up the phone, he looked at his wife's book again. The comments of Shui Jun below hadn't been deleted yet, Yang Yang smiled triumphantly, and his mood improved a lot.

Although the local battlefield was defeated, the main battlefield was not defeated, and the victory of the revolution was in sight.

With a happy mood, Yang Yang finished washing, wrote another chapter of the novel, and then got stuck at 8 o'clock before leaving the door of the dormitory.

Not long after Yang Yang left, Xu Yan also left the dormitory with Cao Aiai.

But Cao Aiai kept nodding sleepily all the way, making Xu Yan a little worried, "Ai Ai, if you want to sleep, go back to the dormitory and sleep, don't follow me."

After hearing Xu Yan's words, Cao Aiai reluctantly cheered up, "No, I heard that Mr. Qiao is very handsome, I must go and see..."

Said Cao Aiai fell asleep again.

When Xu Yan was waking Cao Aiai up in the morning, the girl couldn't wake her up. She didn't want to worry about it. Cao Aiai performed a dangerous move again, hanging upside down on the bedpost, and her pajamas were hung down due to gravity to cover her face. up.

When Miao Shui was not there, Xu Yan really broke her heart for Cao Aiai. She hugged her to her bed and covered Cao Aiai up with a hot towel.

Then, on the washbasin in the bathroom, on the stool in the bedroom, on the floor tiles, she can sleep anywhere.

What time did this ancestor go to bed last night? Ordinary people can only sleep through the night.

Xu Yan saw that it was already 8 o'clock, so she didn't plan to bother Cao Aiai anymore, it was more important to secretly film Yang Yang practicing singing.

As a result, Cao Aiai asked vaguely when she heard the door opening, and heard Teacher Qiao's name from Xu Yan, she immediately clung to her and wanted to follow her.

From the bedroom to the gate of the dormitory, the distance was less than 20 meters, and Cao Aiai fell asleep three times abruptly.

As soon as she left the dormitory gate, she leaned against the pillar and fell asleep again.

"Ai Ai? Ai Ai!" Xu Yan didn't know how many times she called Cao Ai Ai, she couldn't wake up, she held her forehead speechlessly, grabbed Cao Ai Ai's arm and carried it on her shoulder, and then Holding Cao Aiai's thigh with his backhand, he walked towards the teaching area with her on his back.

Xu Yan was so tossed by Cao Aiai, her speed was much slower. When she arrived at the piano room next to the music classroom, Yang Yang had already finished her breakfast and was chatting with Qiao Kangyong about what to learn today.

"Yang Yang, your timbre and sense of music are good, and you have a unique talent for integrating emotions into songs, but you are not good at singing. Here are some breathing techniques when singing, as well as my usual experience. Take it Take a look." Qiao Kangyong handed a black leather notebook to Yang Yang.

"Thank you, teacher." Yang Yang took the notebook, opened it and glanced at it, and found the newly added notes on it, he couldn't help being a little moved.

Qiao Kangyong had no way to demonstrate to Yang Yang because of his vocal cords. He could only devote more energy in other aspects. From the old and new handwriting in the notebook, Yang Yang seemed to see him writing at his desk.

What a lovely and respectable teacher.

"When you usually wake up in the morning, you can go to the balcony to practice breathing, and at night, go to the music classroom to take the song I taught you yesterday and practice the high and low notes." Qiao Kangyong stood beside Yang Yang, pointing out the breathing method. where.

Yang Yang flipped through the breathing method, and there was content about composing music, and he felt a little stressed.

Qiao Kangyong felt a little overwhelmed with such selfless teaching.

Maybe we should hurry up and finish mission 1, cure Qiao Kangyong, so that he can get out of the sea of ​​suffering

"Don't be impatient. I called you here today to teach you a musical instrument. Do you like stringed instruments or wind instruments? These teachers know a little bit. They are also good at percussion instruments." Qiao Kangyong said while showing Yang Yang the He moved all kinds of musical instruments to the classroom, and even a set of drums was placed in the corner of the classroom.

This time Yang Yang was no longer stressed, but cold sweat dripped from his head.

Is this the legendary musical genius?He is proficient in all eighteen musical instruments, and he is simply not human.

While looking at the musical instrument, Yang Yang suddenly noticed that outside the classroom, his wife was secretly taking pictures with her mobile phone.

This gave Yang Yang an idea, and he turned to Qiao Kangyong and said, "Teacher, can I learn the piano first? Can you teach me the piano accompaniment for the song yesterday?"

"Yes." Qiao Kangyong happily nodded and agreed, and what Yang Yang chose was exactly the two things he liked in the end.

"Then it should be sooner rather than later, let's start now." Yang Yang pretended not to see Xu Yan, and eagerly asked Qiao Kangyong to start teaching.

I don't know if it's because Yang Yang really has a talent for piano or something else. Thanks to his title, it took him a whole morning to learn the piano accompaniment of "I Will Die To Love".

Near noon, this shocking song sounded again in the music classroom.

Xu Yan crouched under the window, shedding tears while recording the entire video.

Plug in the earphones and watch her husband singing while playing the piano in the video, and she feels the happiness she has never had before.

Just when Xu Yan wanted to watch it again, her head was suddenly attacked, one hand was rubbing her hair non-stop, and at the same time, a teasing voice came from above her head.

"Hey, let's go to lunch, don't be an idiot."

Xu Yan looked up and saw that it was Yang Yang, and realized that her paparazzi was captured on the spot, her face turned red with a slight thud, and she responded firmly, "Oh."

The reason why Yang Yang practiced piano and singing so hard was for Xu Yan to take pictures and post them on Weibo.

He has to speed up the completion of task 1, otherwise he really can't bear Qiao Kangyong's ardent expectation from his bones after he finds a successor.

Please, teacher, eat sugar to heal your throat quickly, and fulfill your music dream by yourself, don't force it on your students anymore.

Not long after Yang Yang and Xu Yan left the music classroom, Xu Yan suddenly stopped and said, "Wait a minute, I forgot about Ai Ai."

What does this have to do with Cao Aiai?
Yang Yang followed Xu Yan back to the piano room, and found that Cao Aiai was sleeping and drooling on the piano cover, still muttering:

"Mr. Qiao, you are so handsome."

Yang Yang: ...

Xu Yan: ...

　I slightly changed the previous article, and the second update can only be added tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)