The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Feng Feili was slightly taken aback, did he have one?Wu Yue seemed to be incomprehensible, and he spoke straightforwardly and unscrupulously, but he still couldn't figure out the essence of it.

Wu Yue forced her to ask in a bad tone: "Feng Feili, if you don't speak, you are acquiescing?"

Feng Feili frowned slightly, and said, "No, Hanyue is not yours, so why bother to say that, I'm just helping Hanyue by the way."

"Really? Although this reason is a bit far-fetched, but I will trust you for the time being, and I won't ask you next time." After speaking, Wu Yue snorted softly, and then walked away.

Feng Feili was startled again, far-fetched?Is this reason far-fetched?Not farfetched.

After leaving the music room, each of them sat back in their seats. Jing Hao looked at Qiongying and saw that she had chosen the qin. He regretted choosing the flute. The most annoying thing was that Feng Feili also chose the qin.

Wu Yue sent Jing Hao a book about the flute. He originally wanted to find out the book about the qin and send it to Feng Feili and Qiongying. art master.

So Wu Yue ignored Feng Feili and Qiong Ying, and sat next to Jing Hao to explain the characteristics and performance of the flute.

Feng Feili plucked the strings and tried a few notes, but he didn't want to continue playing. He didn't know if he didn't want to play, or he was worried about disturbing the silence next to him.

Qiongying didn't even move the strings of the qin, and continued to prop her head up, looking out the window. She knew a little about the qin, but was not good at it. She chose the qin only because her father taught her to play the qin when she was a child.

Wu Yue taught for an hour, but he couldn't continue teaching. Jing Hao, a stupid kid, couldn't understand a simple score after teaching for a long time. He was a music idiot.

"It's getting late, let's finish class and come back tomorrow." Wu Yue looked out of the window, the sun was already high, and it was lunch time, he was a little hungry.

"Eh? Do you want to learn tomorrow?" Jing Hao immediately withered, and his two beautiful eyebrows became tangled. Learning music is more difficult than learning illusion, and it is more boring than teaching in a school.

"Hey, student Dongfang, since you don't have the talent in this area, and you don't like it, I won't force you as a teacher. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in art. Tomorrow, you can see what suits you in the pavilion." Wu Yue looked like a good teacher, and he didn't want to teach Jing Hao, a stupid kid, music.

Jing Hao was both relieved and disappointed, so will Hanyue learn piano tomorrow?Are you studying with Feng Feili?

"There are usually no classes in the afternoon, and you can practice on your own. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. As for the rest day, there are four days off on the first and fifteenth day of each month. That's it for now. Do you have any objections? Let's go to get out of class."

After Wu Yue finished speaking, he put the instrument back into the sound storage room, locked the door of the pavilion, and the four of them went back to Jinlan Garden.

Along the way, this time Wu Yue deliberately walked to Qiongying's side and asked, "Student Hanyue, what kind of illusion are you good at? Do you have phantom beasts?"

Silent, Qiongying didn't even raise her eyebrows.

Wu Yue was not surprised. He felt that it was normal for Hanyue not to answer, but he was not someone who gave up so easily, so he asked persistently: "Student Hanyue, are you free this afternoon?"

In silence, Qiong Yingxiu frowned slightly, showing that she was a little impatient.

Wu Yue's smile was brighter than the sun, and she continued: "Student Hanyue, are you going to practice illusion this afternoon?? Let's go together, shall we?"