Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 297 294. I want the light music department to survive

"Kasukabe-sensei! Please accept me as your disciple again!"

Next to the [Kasukabe Piano Lessons] sign, Suzuki Yuhito was stubbornly dragging Mr. Kasukabe around.

"I told you, it's impossible for you to reach that level in two weeks!" Kasukabe Junpei shook his sleeves in disgust, trying to get rid of this yellow-haired boy.

"But...but I have promised them that they must learn it within two weeks." Suzuki Hishito was so anxious that he almost cried.

Who knew that just now I wanted to imitate the big brother from Jiuzhou and say a lot of cool words to the girls.

As a result, in the end, he had to beg Teacher Kasukabe in a low voice again.

"You bastard, who made you make such unfulfillable promises in front of girls just to look cool!" Kasukabe Junpei lectured: "I am a serious training class for teaching people to take exams, not some evil crash course!"

"But...but I don't know other piano teachers either!" Suzuki Hisuhito retorted.

"You brat, it's none of my business!" Kasukabe Junpei was about to laugh out loud: "You will go and apologize to those girls tomorrow, saying that you accidentally said big things! A man must dare to do what he does!!"

"But...but I can't do it." Suzuki Yuhito lowered his head in distress:
"They are almost desperate, so I can only say such big words to them. If I go to apologize to them tomorrow, they will completely collapse!"

"What's the point of never despairing? Isn't it just that the club was disbanded, and it was a life-and-death situation!" Kasukabe Junpei snorted disdainfully: "I didn't even cry when I went through the bubble crisis! I really can't stand the young people today. !”

"Children also have their own worries, you don't understand, Mr. Kasukabe!" Suzuki Hisuhito retorted:

"For them, the light music department is a place where they can enjoy music! They don't need to follow adults' instructions to learn music, and they don't need to be forced to take exams or participate in competitions. They just need to play the music they like. As long as they enjoy it Music, it doesn’t matter if it’s not recognized by anyone!”

"If I could have met such interesting music friends back then, instead of practicing alone every day for exams, maybe I wouldn't have given up playing the piano."

"Are you saying that there was something wrong with my previous teaching?" Kasukabe Junpei had a smile on his face, but veins stretched on his temples.

"No, no! I'm not saying the teacher is bad!" Suzuki Hisahito quickly admitted his mistake:
"I just envy them. I want to see how far musicians like them can go. So even if it means picking up the piano that I hate, just this once, I want to help them. !”

Saying that, Suzuki Hisuhito lowered his head and sincerely requested again: "So please, Kasukabe-sensei! It doesn't matter if you train me in any cruel way. I want to try to help them and let the light music club continue to live." Go down!"

"You kid." Kasukabe Junpei was inexplicably stunned on the spot, and his eyes towards Suzuki Hisuhito gradually became deep and complicated.

After a long while, Kasukabe Junpei spoke again: "Five thousand yen per hour, this is my basic teaching price. Students can get credit, but they must give me their home address, contact information for themselves and their parents, and the address and contact information of the school. ”

"Ah, wasn't it two thousand an hour seven or eight years ago?" Suzuki Hisuhito raised his head in surprise.

"You brat, you also know that this was the price seven or eight years ago! I have sent so many students to [performer level] over the years, the price will definitely go up!" Kasukabe Junpei forcefully patted Suzuki Hisahito on the head. :

"Get in here! Start class now!"

"This is my class schedule for the next two weeks. You can come the rest of the time." Teacher Kasukabe threw a class schedule to Suzuki Hisuhito and ordered: "It is impossible to reach the level of performing on stage in two weeks. , unless you practice desperately. You practice from the beginning until you go to bed, even during class. Do you have such awareness?"

"I'll try." Suzuki Yuhito swallowed.

"You're still 'trying', you brat!" Teacher Kasukabe hates the fact that steel cannot be made into steel: "If you say you don't succeed, then you will be successful!"

"Okay! If you don't succeed, you will be successful! Jade broken! Onboard!" Suzuki Yuhito straightened his neck and shouted passionately.

"That's pretty much it!" Teacher Kasukabe snorted: "Then today I'll start with the most basic enlightenment courses. Keep your spirits up, and I'll slap you if you dare to stray!"

"Oh! Yusui!" Suzuki Yuhito shouted again.

In the next hour, Suzuki Hisuhito started learning from the basics like a baby taking steps under the guidance of the teacher.

"I've talked about this knowledge point twice. Have you written it down?"

"Write it down, Kasukabe-sensei!"

"Stand your fingers straight when you press the keys! Stand straight, you brat! You could stand your fingers straight when you were a child. Why is it so difficult to teach you when you grow up?!"

"I, I, try my best! Oh, don't whip me! Stand up straight now! Onboard!"

Kasukabe-sensei has always been known for being strict in teaching, and this one-hour class was almost spent under Kasukabe-sensei’s angry reprimands.

What's more, Suzuki Hisahito proposed an almost impossible teaching goal to the teacher, which forced Teacher Kasukabe to become more strict and cruel.

But for some reason, a strange feeling arose in Suzuki Hisahito's heart - he didn't feel any disgust at all, but actually enjoyed the scoldings. This made him feel more motivated and his brain became much more focused than usual.

It was obvious that when he was a child, he hated Teacher Kasukabe's harsh words, and because of this, he lost his temper with his parents many times after class. Now that I think about it, part of the reason why he hated the piano so much was this.

But to this day, Mr. Kasukabe's rebuke is like rain, irrigating Suzuki Hisuhito's "seedlings of talent."

No, to be precise, these reprimands are just poison. Although they can temporarily stimulate the growth rate of plants, they will soon cause the plants to die.

But in order to encourage the growth of the seedlings, he had to accept all the poison even if it was poison!
"Well, your progress is faster than I thought. You are indeed a child with some talent." An hour later, Teacher Kasukabe began to marvel in her heart that Suzuki could endure his own scolding:
"Logically speaking, I generally recommend students to come to me for one to two hours of classes at most every day, but you are a special case. I said that if you want to achieve an almost impossible miracle, you have to practice from morning to night. You won’t stop until your fingers are broken, and you won’t stop until you vomit blood, right?”

"Yes, I have said it before." Suzuki Yuhito pinched his sore fingers and nodded: "It sounds too exaggerated, but I won't give up!"

"Very good, let's continue!"

(End of this chapter)