Sheng Chong's agent: Ye Shao is good at teasing his wife

Chapter 19
At the entrance of the Samsung Drama Academy, at the turn of the alley, a woman wrapped in a thick scarf and wearing sunglasses with no trace of skin visible is sitting on a bamboo chair with her student ID card.

This woman was none other than Yang Ci. The reason why she did this was because she found out from the Internet that today's song branch of the Academy of Drama will have a lecturer, and this tutor is Yang Ci's most familiar with.

After Yang Sisi and Kun Jin won the National Talent King championship, there should have been a mentor that the program group agreed to. This mentor is Mao Guanhong, a famous old artist in country C. He is over sixty years old. If the government entertains foreign guests He was the first person to be invited at the banquet.

Mao Guanhong's songs can be said to have accompanied the growth of generations. He should have been an old artist with both virtue and art that everyone admired.

But his temper was harder and smellier than the stones in the latrine. Yang Sisi only studied with him for 10 minutes and was scolded bloody by him. Later, Yang Sisi never wanted to see him again.

This time the dean of the Song Academy took great pains to invite him to teach, just to teach some students who took shortcuts and became famous and didn't come to school.

If you don't take Mao Guanhong's class, he doesn't care whether you are really busy or not, and will not allow you to ask for leave.

There are classmates here who come up with a way to hire someone to substitute for the class, so I can go to the variety show with peace of mind.

Yang Ci thought to himself that these children are stupid. On the one hand, they are guided by the god of the national anthem of C, and on the other hand, they rely on buying stupidity to attract people. Today's artists just like the latter.

These students are not short of money at all, they spend two to three hundred yuan to ask someone to help them attend the lectures and take notes, this is a profitable business Yang Ci will definitely do.

After finding four students, she took off her disguise and followed Qi Hai and others into the music classroom.

Today's music classroom can be said to be the most crowded ever, a room full of people.

"Everyone should know who I am?" Mao Guanhong asked loudly.

"I know." The answer was not low.

Mao Guanhong scanned for a week and said: "Someone paid me to come to the class, get out of this classroom quickly, I don't welcome you here."

Yang Ci was sitting in the last row, Zhu Yiwei was nervous, she tremblingly whispered to Yang Ci, "I'll just say that your method won't work!"

Ye Buhang still sat quietly in his seat, Qi Dong was as nervous as Zhu Yiwei.

Yang Ci glanced at them, how could he be so timid!
Mao Guanhong's voice couldn't help but amplified a bit: "Is there no one? Then show me your student ID card and I'll show you!"

As soon as these words came out, a large group of people stood up with a clatter, and scrambled out of the classroom.

Zhu Yiwei was so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth. The only ones left here were the four of them except for a girl with thick glasses.

Mao Guanhong shook his head, "Teacher Yang, are you still here because I'm joking?"

Yang Ci looked around, the Teacher Yang he was talking about couldn't be himself?

"It was you." Mao Guanhong showed embarrassment on his face, "Did you forget what you said when you took the crying Yang Si away from me that day?"

Yang Ci really forgot, she has a bad temper, and she just had an accident back then, seeing Yang Sisi crying so hard, she should be fighting for her, but she really forgot what she said, it must be a curse!
This Mao Guanhong will not always hold grudges, will he?
"The memory is so poor." Mao Guanhong said contemptuously.

"Old man, I don't have Doraemon's memory bread, how can I remember all the conversations? If I scolded you back then, you can scold me back because of my young age and we will write it off!" Yang Ci was nervous, but his words were still unforgiving.

Mao Guanhong sighed and said: "You said back then that it is impossible for me to have students who would willingly listen to my lectures in my life. I have all the talents in my body, but I don't have a successor, hey!"

The girl with thick glasses said, "Grandpa, why do you underestimate yourself? You are the singing god of country C."

"Xiao Mei, you don't need to comfort me, just leave if you don't want to go to class." Mao Guanhong's voice was extremely lonely.

"Mr. Mao, who said that there are no successors? I brought these three people here today. You can listen to their voices. They are not as bad as Yang Si and Kun Jin." Yang Ci pushed the wheelchair and walked all the way. Between Hai and Zhu Yiwei, introducing.

Mao Guanhong's eyes lit up, "Are you sure they can be my students?"

"I won't embarrass you. In this case, I haven't eaten yet, so I'll leave them to you. I'll go to the school gate to have some food." Yang Ci gave Ye Buhang a self-seeking look.

Yang Ci only walked to the turning, and heard a scolding: "This kind of voice is simply dross, my ears, that little girl Yang Ci looks pretty good, why is she opening her eyes and talking nonsense!"

(End of this chapter)