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Chapter 79 Looks like a good bully
The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the classroom. Fang Xing's movements of playing the piano were sometimes quick and sometimes slow, as if every cell in his body was following the rhythm of the music score.

In the first row of seats.

The two girls sitting next to each other were Lu Xianger and Ning Xiaoyun.

Ning Xiaoyun bumped Lu Xiang'er with her elbow, and said, "This boy plays well. He just wears a mask, so I don't know if he looks handsome or not. The half of his face is okay, but I don't know if his nose and mouth will ruin everything. .”

It is true that some boys are like this. Once they wear masks, they immediately become handsome.

Lu Xiang'er couldn't stand this little nympho, so she complained, "Why don't you ask someone for a WeChat account?"

Ning Xiaoyun's eyes lit up, and she said, "Okay. I'll tell him: Hey! Dude, my family, Xiangxiang, wants your WeChat, quickly take out the QR code."

"How dare you!" Lu Xiang'er punched her with her small fist in embarrassment.

The fight between the two caught the attention of the teacher.

The teacher coughed and said, "Okay, get ready to start the ensemble, Liszt Piano Concerto No. [-], the first movement, get ready."

Upon hearing the password, all the students held up their instruments and got ready.

Lu Xianger hurriedly stood up, stood in the first row of the violin group, put the violin on her shoulder, held the bow with her right hand, and was ready to start the ensemble.

The ensemble teacher turned to Fang Xing, pointed to a position on the music score, and said, "You will enter here later."

Fang Xing nodded and agreed: "Okay."

After making arrangements, the teacher returned to the middle of the classroom and directed the orchestra to start playing.

When it was time for the piano to enter, the teacher turned around and tapped in Fang Xing's direction with the baton, reminding in a low voice, "Piano enter."

Fang Xing quickly tapped the black and white keys of the piano, a loud and crisp note popped up, and then began to play along with the score.

The string group, woodwind group and brass group played at the same time, and the melodious symphony came out.

With the teacher's command, the ensemble is very neat.

Lu Xianger stood in the first row of the violin group, holding the bow in her right hand and began to play.

The bow reciprocates back and forth on the strings, listening to the melody played by more than a dozen instruments in the ear, a smile gradually appears on the corner of the mouth.

She likes this feeling, it can bring her back to the feeling of childhood.

Warm and sunny.

She likes the violin and wants to be the chief of the violin group, so she usually works hard in practicing the piano, although part of the reason is that her mother is strict.

Ning Xiaoyun is in the cello group, so she is not so serious.

Relying on her good talent, she can play well, but she doesn't care much about the chief cellist in her grade.

The melodious piano concerto echoed in the classroom.

Occasionally, though, students make mistakes or miss the beat.

After the teacher finds out, he will go up and use hand gestures to remind him to speed up and keep up with the beat.

The first movement of Liszt's Piano Concerto No. [-] was played smoothly, and the overall effect was not bad, at least the flaws were not concealed.

This is not bad for a second grader.

The teacher began to point out the students' problems one by one.

Most of the problems are that the score is not familiar enough, the tempo is not kept up, or the tempo is too fast.

Those who can be admitted to the East Yin Orchestra Department, their own skills are still good, but the number of joint practice is small.

Time passed quietly in the music.

The school bell rang.

The teacher walked back to the piano and praised: "You play the piano very well. Are you really not a piano major?"

"Well, I majored in vocal music, but I have studied piano for more than ten years." Fang Xing replied modestly.

"Thank you for today, welcome to rub class in the future."

This teacher is very young, and he should have stayed in school to teach after graduation. It was the time when he was young and beautiful.

"Okay." Fang Xing agreed with a smile.

Of course, this is just to be polite, and I won't talk about it later.

After class, the students slowly put away their instruments, put them in boxes, and then walked out of the classroom in twos and threes.

Ning Xiaoyun was always very slow to clean up the cello, and after a while, she had to stop to talk to Lu Xianger.

"Hurry up. Take it slow." Lu Xiang'er couldn't help complaining.

"My piano is so much bigger than yours, of course you are faster." Ning Xiaoyun rolled her eyes and replied.

Lu Xianger had no choice but to help her install the cello.

After installing the cello, the two were about to leave the classroom.

At this time, Fang Xing walked in front of them, looked at the two of them with great interest, and did not speak immediately.

Ning Xiaoyun pointed at Fang Xing and asked Lu Xianger, "Your friend?"

"No, I don't know you." Lu Xiang'er shook her head hastily, and distanced herself from Fang Xing.

Ning Xiaoyun pointed at herself, then at Lu Xianger, and asked, "Look for me or her?"

Fang Xing turned his head towards Lu Xiang'er, and said, "I'll talk to her about something."

"Understood, but don't bully our Xiangxiang." Ning Xiaoyun said with a comprehending expression, and winked at Lu Xiang'er.

"Okay." Fang Xing nodded in agreement.

Ning Xiaoyun blinked her eyes and gave a thumbs up: "You play the piano very well."

"Thank you." Fang Xing was modest.

"Come on!" Ning Xiaoyun bumped Lu Xiang'er's arm, and walked away with a smirk on her face.

"Hey! Don't go..." Lu Xiang'er wanted to grab Ning Xiaoyun, but failed.

Fa Xiao threw her here and ran away alone, which made her a little nervous.

Moreover, she didn't know the boy in front of her.

If it wasn't for this classroom, she would have yelled and fled away.

She stared nervously at Fang Xing, kept her distance as much as possible, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Fang Xing took out the business card of the bosom friend's piano shop from his pocket, handed it over and said, "The owner of this piano shop used to make handmade pianos, and his craftsmanship is very good. If you want to repair the piano, you can try it."

Lu Xiang'er was taken aback, and asked in a low voice, "How do you know my piano is broken?"

Fang Xing put on an embarrassing expression, pulled down the mask, and said, "Because I broke it. However, from a legal point of view, I am not responsible for this matter."

"It's you!"

Lu Xianger's eyes widened immediately.

Fang Xing stuffed the business card into her hand and said, "If you want to repair the piano, you can go and ask."

"Hey! Actually, there's no need..." Lu Xiang'er frowned and didn't know how to refuse.

"I cried so much that day, there's really no need to fix it?" Fang Xing grinned jokingly.

"No, I just..." Lu Xiang'er didn't know how to explain.

Because this is something she keeps in her heart, and she doesn't want to tell strangers.

Fang Xing looked at her hesitating look with great interest, the look was really interesting.

In fact, men's preferences for the opposite sex are relatively fixed.

If you like one, it will always be this one.

In other words, you like a certain quality. As long as you have this quality in your body, you will attract the opposite sex who likes this quality.

Lu Xiang'er looks soft and weak, as if she is easy to bully.

This reminded Fang Xing of a cute little girl in the neighbor's house when she was a child, with a pink face, teary when pinched, and looked like she was about to cry.

And you can only pinch it yourself, if someone else touches it, you will have to fight.

Fang Xing did this before, but it was something he did when he was a child, and he felt very ashamed when he grew up.

"The boss of this piano shop may not accept the job of repairing pianos anymore. How about this, if the boss of the piano shop refuses to help, you can call me again, and I will help you."

Fang Xing found a pen from the podium, wrote down his mobile phone number, and handed it to her, then put on a mask and left.

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(End of this chapter)