Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

As Han Qilu spoke, he thought for a while and said, "Is it because of three bone fractures or four bones..."

It really looks like something he will do!

An Chuxia noticed that Han Qilu had a good relationship with the piano master, because when he mentioned these things, the corners of his eyes were bent and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"So what's the reaction of Old Yuan?" An Chuxia asked curiously.

When the red light happened, Han Qilu stopped the car, looked sideways at An Chuxia and said, "The old guy didn't scold me, but only said four words to his grandson."

"What word?" An Chuxia was very interested, and seemed very curious about the teacher who hadn't met yet.

"I am willing to bet."

An early summer was stunned, really like a master.

"Later, his grandson was hospitalized, and I played the game alone. I didn't want to practice piano until the rest time was over, so he made a bet with me. If his game beats me, I will learn it Qin. If you lose, you don’t need to practice piano again."

Before the red light passed, Han Qilu continued: "I was forced to learn piano. I have no interest in piano."

"What happened later?" An Chuxia asked, slamming her eyes: "Did you win or he won?"

The red light finally ended, and Han Qilu stepped on the accelerator and continued: "It's more than a win, it's a complete victory. That game is a test of the flexibility of the fingers. He is a piano master who is more than a little bit more flexible than me. I'm shit. But it was useless. The old man only said five words to me and I surrendered."

"Will you lose the bet?" An Chuxia said, reaching out and counting: "No, these are four words."

"He asked me,'Is it a man?" Now that I think about it, I regret it. I was a boy at that time, not a man!" Han Qilu's eyes showed a rare gentleness, and it seemed that his relationship with Master Yuan was really deep.

"Then later, did you study the piano well?" An Chuxia asked, resting her chin.

Han Qilu rejoiced: "It’s like that for people who are not talented. The old man said directly to my old man,'Your son is not this material. I welcome you to play with me. Don’t waste my time learning the piano.' Never mentioned that I should learn piano."

What a frank! An Chuxia couldn't help sighing.

To be a master in the piano industry, you must have experienced a lot of flashy scenes, and it is indeed uncommon to be able to maintain such a straightforward character.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a residential building that seemed a bit old. An Chuxia knew this, and she had followed her mother here to buy her own home-brewed wine. Many artists of the older generation live here. Although the floor looks old, most people cannot live in.

She really didn't expect that one day she could come here to learn piano instead of selling wine.

There is no elevator here. The two people walked up to the sixth floor. As the doorbell rang a few times, the security door was slowly opened.

First half of his head came out from the inside, the color of his hair was gray, and then An Chuxia noticed a pair of exceptionally bright eyes. As ordinary people grow older, their eyes will become muddy, but this one is different, and there is a spirit of energy all over his body.

"Mr. Yuan." Han Qilu straightened up, even looking a little stiff.

This is not like Han Qilu.

The old man glanced up and down at Han Qilu, and then looked at her with those bright eyes. With just one glance, his eyes overflowed with a smile: "You kid, how dare you come with empty hands."

"Where are my hands empty?" Han Qilu relaxed a little, and pushed An Chuxia in front of him: "Didn't this bring you a person?"

Old Yuan glared at him, then looked at An Chuxia: "It's a pity, a flower is stuck on your cow dung!"

An Chuxia couldn't help but laugh out loudly. It seems that it is not only Jiang Yuanyuan and her who dare to publicly call Han Qilu a cow dung in this world, but also Yuan Yuan! "

Han Qilu had already greeted her in advance, and Yuan Lao knew a little about her situation. After a while, he let Han Qilu watch TV in the living room, and he took her to a small room.

Inside it seems to be the room used by Yuan Lao to teach students. There are three pianos. There is a small blackboard in front of which is painted many "tadpoles".

"Sit." Yuan Lao pointed to a piano and asked An Chuxia to sit, while he was standing aside.

An Chuxia was not welcome, and sat down directly. She noticed that the piano was cleaned, and it seemed that people often came to study with him. However, she wanted to see Lao Yuan's grandson meet Han Qilu.

"Since you are here, then you are my student and I am your teacher. I will teach you everything you know, but if you don't cooperate, then I say nothing is worthwhile." Old Yuan's voice was a little faint It's hoarse, but it looks very majestic.

An Chuxia's shoulders that had just relaxed a little straightened up immediately: "Mr. Yuan, don't worry, I will study hard."

Old Yuan's eyes looked very energetic, and after hearing her say this, he gave her a serious look and suddenly smiled.

"Why are you girl so nervous? Put your shoulders down."

An Chuxia was taken aback and smiled awkwardly. Although this old Yuan's expression became quicker, it was not the kind of nasty face change.

Without waiting for her to think about it, Old Yuan said again: "You only study for two days?"

"Yes." An Chuxia quickly replied, "I will be on stage on Monday."

After about ten seconds of silence, Yuan Yuan touched his cleanly shaved beard: "I really didn't teach this for only two days. Tell me, what's the matter."

This doesn't directly start teaching the piano, but talks to her. An Chuxia was a little confused about Yuan Lao's intentions, but she had no choice but to explain everything to him.

After ten minutes, she finally explained the matter clearly.

Old Yuan returned to his solemn expression: "Then why don't you clarify?"

An Chuxia was silent.

Why not clarify...

"Because..." An Chuxia paused slightly, and then said with a clear look: "I want to prove to the person who wants me to be ashamed, I want to prove myself!"

Old Yuan laughed: "I have taught the piano for most of my life. This is the first time I have seen your motivation to learn the piano. Alright, are you relaxed now?"

Relax?

In the next moment, An Chuxia immediately understood. It turned out that Old Yuan was talking to her just to relax her. With such a delicate mind, he deserves to be a master teacher in the piano industry.

"En!" An Chuxia nodded, she knew that she was about to get to the point.

Old Yuan asked again: "Have you chosen the tune?"

An Chuxia nodded: "I've chosen it, and I can play it a bit."