After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

Yun Ling smiled, walked to the stage, and bowed politely to the piano teacher.

Instead of sitting in front of the piano for the first time, she consulted the piano teacher.

"Teacher, I have zero basics in piano. Would you like to teach it again? I am learning now and selling now?"

Her airy tone was calm and confident.

Obviously Xiaobai is piano, but he has a posture that he can learn it right away.

This kind of aura burst out from her eyebrows and from her eyes, bold and cool.

The piano teacher didn't even think she was blind and self-confident, and she nodded her head in a ghostly manner: "Okay, the teacher will show you again."

When the students heard Yun Ling say that they could not play the piano, they all cheered.

Many classmates gave little thumbs up, "Cut! Goddess Jojo, this person is not your opponent at all."

"Yes, don't talk about you, even us, rubbish!"

"Seeing that he is so confident, it seems that he will be able to learn soon, then it depends on him to learn and sell now!"

"Anyway, it's shameful."

A group of classmates ranted loudly.

The teacher glared at them and pressed G major: "It's all quiet!"

The students shut their mouths one after another.

The teacher sat down and looked back at Yun Ling: "Then you have to be optimistic."

"En, teacher please." Yun Ling made an inviting gesture.

"What do you want to learn?" the teacher asked again.

""City in the Sky", I like this song." Yun Ling said lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, the piano teacher started to play, deliberately very slowly, so that Yun Ling could see his **** clearly.

At the end of the song, the teacher hung his hands on the piano keys.

"Although this piece is not difficult, it is very difficult for people with zero knowledge to learn. What do you think of listening to it just now? Would you like to change to another one?"

The teacher was worried that Yun Ling would be laughed at by his classmates the first day he came to class, so he wanted to help Yun Ling save a bit of face.

Yun Ling chuckled lightly, calmly: "It's okay, just this one."

"Cut! Really irresponsible!" Yin Mengqiao's loyal fans can't stand it anymore, very disdainful.

Yin Mengqiao also twitched the corners of his mouth, waiting to see Yun Ling lift a rock and hit him in the foot.

The teacher got up and stepped aside from his seat. Yun Ling stepped on his long legs and sat on it smartly.

Follow the foot movement of the teacher just now and step on the piano pedal.

She closed her eyes and recalled the teacher's **** just now, without even looking at the music score, she just played.

What the teacher played just now was half a beat slow.

Yun Ling played at a normal beat at this moment.

With beautiful tunes and harmony, the piano's best timbre is brought into full play.

Yun Ling was immersed in her own world, her eyes closed all the time.

The students were dumbfounded.

This kid, blind bomb?

Isn't it zero foundation? You don't even need to read sheet music?

Not only the students were shocked, but the piano teacher was also shocked when he saw this scene.

Yun Ling is like an elf, as if fused with the piano.

It seemed that she couldn't see her fingertips jumping, but she saw the notes bouncing back and forth on the piano.

She didn't make any exaggerated body movements, but she was shaking her head, her posture was just right.

Like this song, it's not fast and slow, and it turns people gracefully.

At the end of the song, Yun Ling stood up, the gentleman with one hand in front, the other hand behind him, and the curtain was called to everyone.

After thanking the curtain, she straightened up, tilted her head to look at the teacher: "It's a show of ugliness~"

The piano teacher was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly came back to his senses: "Are you really zero foundation?"

Yun Ling smiled, not easy to lose his horse: "I have a good memory, and I will never forget anything once I read it."

"Teacher, I can testify about this! Brother Yun does have a good memory! This matter is famous in our school!" Yu Minmin raised his hand to rectify Yun Ling's name.

The piano teacher nodded incredulously.

"Yun Ling is a descendant of Yunzhi painting! Teacher, have you heard of Yunzhi painting? A famous cultural relic restoration master, the country's first-class general!"

Another rectified Yun Ling's name, but this time it was Yang Xinyue.

Hearing what Yang Xinyue said, the students in the class whispered to each other, incredible.

"Yun Ling is very talented, that's because he has good genes!" Yang Xinyue concluded.

"Yun Ling is so amazing, I think he and Qiao Qiao have a good fight!"

"Goddess and Jojo are the perfect CP! Why are the two competing against each other? Isn't it good to be beautiful together?"

This makes Yin Mengqiao angry enough.

Actually think she is worthy of Yun Ling, a hillbilly?

She is a daughter, Yun Ling is just a hillbilly, is she worthy of her?

"I'm in love with Yunling, he is mine!"

"He is handsome and smart, so can I! Don't rob me!"

Different from Yin Mengqiao's disgusting attitude towards Yun Ling, the girls in the class are very restless, and their affection for Yun Ling has increased a lot.

Some girls wrote love letters on the spot and handed them to Yun Ling when they planned to leave school.

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After the bell rang, Yun Ling shook his schoolbag on his shoulder, and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, the female classmates got up one by one, planning to besiege her to hand out love letters.

But before they could do it, they were interrupted by the teacher on the stage.

The piano teacher called to Yun Ling and beckoned to her: "Student Yun Ling, come with me to the office."

Yun Ling didn't even look at the group of **** girls, and deliberately took a detour to keep up with the teacher.

The piano teacher walked into the independent office, opened the drawer, took out a stack of red books like brochures, and handed it to Yun Ling.

"The program list for the Spring Festival Gala next year has been set, and we are now beckoning young musicians across the country. Our training center has only won one quota, and I want to give you this quota.

This opportunity is not easy to come by, would you like to learn from me? With your qualifications, it will be no problem to board the Spring Festival Gala in three months! "

The teacher was very confident, his eyes filled with light, and looked forward to Yun Ling's reply.

Yun Ling didn't read the red booklet and put it directly back to the teacher's desk.

"Sorry teacher, I came to the hobby class to cultivate interest and play casually. This important opportunity should be given to students who need it more."

Yun Ling resolutely refused, mainly thinking of giving other students a chance.

The teacher frowned, and just about to continue to persuade her, the office door was pushed open.

Yin Mengqiao was a little excited, and all the dissatisfaction was written on his face.

"Teacher, isn't it me who has the strongest ability in the hobby class? Shouldn't this opportunity belong to me?

Isn’t it unfair to give him such a good opportunity on the first day? "

Being able to show his face in the spring evening is an opportunity that can change his life. How could Yin Mengqiao gain someone else in vain with such a good opportunity?

Especially cheap, the hillbilly she hates most!

Yin Mengqiao stared at Yun Ling fiercely, with an uncompromising attitude.

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows: "Teacher, I have a question for you."

"You said." The piano teacher nodded and motioned to her to ask if she had anything to say.

Yun Ling is not constrained, and straightforward: "If I don't go, will the quota be hers?"

"Yes, for now, Yin Mengqiao is indeed the best in our hobby class. She should be no problem after she passes the eighth grade this year."

The teacher said lightly.

Yin Mengqiao is very proud, yes, she is the best, she should go.

"That's OK, teacher, I changed my mind, and I'll be on the Spring Festival Gala." Yun Ling was calm, but he spoke surprisingly.