After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 953 The tragic music lesson
What a fool!
Feng Yin is not afraid of music lessons, she understands.

I dare not say that he is a music master, but his past achievements are definitely enough to show off.

But that's Dacheng's music, and the mountains and snow are not suitable for little kids.

Feng Yin, who was standing on the podium, looked at the expectant eyes below, and his heart surged.

She wants to take the best music class.

"Okay, today I will teach you percussion."

"Wow--"

The children were very supportive. Feng Yin had not seen such an audience for a long time.

"Okay, follow my orders."

"We are divided into six parts, and exactly one column is a combination."

"The children in this column are responsible for clapping. Follow me and clap rhythmically, not too fast. Look at the teacher's hands..."

Sparse applause rang out in the classroom, which was a bit different from Feng Yin's expectation.

It doesn't matter, just practice it.

"Children in the second row, you are responsible for hitting the desk. Don't hit it too hard. The desk is your drum and your palms are your drum sticks. Follow my rhythm... Don't be too loud, just be gentle..."

Listening to the messy table-beating students, Feng Yin had a bad feeling.

"The third column...you are responsible for tapping the table with your fingers, only your fingers. Do this..."

"The fourth column..."

"The fifth column..."

"The sixth column..."

Each column was assigned a task by Feng Yin, and under Feng Yin's leadership, each column seemed to understand.

None of Feng Yin's expectations came true.

Beautiful ensemble, thriving music, nothing happened.

When the children in each row play according to the rhythm and arrangement of the wind, how should the sound be described?
awful.

Yes, it's miserable.

There was a situation where hundreds of cats had their necks stepped on at the same time, causing heart-rending screams mixed with the sound of cat claws scratching the ground. It's not that Feng Yin was exaggerating, but several teachers from the nearby teachers came to care about him several times and told Feng Yin that the school had surveillance.

There is surveillance, so take it easy.

[No way - I laughed so hard that tears came out! 】

[The school is under surveillance. I really want to see Feng Yin’s expression when he heard this. 】

[I really thought Feng Yin would succeed. After all, she seems to be successful in everything she does. 】

[Magic defeats magic. How can the first grade of elementary school be fooled by you? 】

Feng Yin failed, and netizens laughed like crazy.

Time passed so quickly, the music class ended like this, and it was time for lunch break.

Feng Yin felt haggard for three seconds, then immediately became energetic.

She smiled and said to the children: "Okay, get out of class is over, have a good meal, see you in the afternoon!"

"goodbye teacher."

"Goodbye, Teacher Feng!"

The students got up one by one, went out for a lunch break together, and received lunch boxes to eat in the classroom.

As the head teacher, Feng Yin naturally wanted to eat with them.

After class, the children went to the toilet first, washed their hands, and were ready to come back for lunch.

Feng Yin sat on the chair and could finally lean back for a while.

"Teacher, your music class is really good, very good."

A short little boy with a fair face, very cute, and black eyes with long eyelashes, was looking at Feng Yin happily.

If the child hadn't been too young, Feng Yin would have really suspected that he was thinking about her.

it is good?
Where is better?
Can the roof be rebuilt?
"Really, thank you for the compliment, do you like it?"

The little boy nodded immediately, his eyes brightened even more and said: "I love it so much!"

Feng Yin, who was originally a little sluggish, was immediately revived with full health under the care of the children.

"You are so discerning at such a young age!"