The guitar teacher's surname is Bu. He is a young man in his twenties. He has very handsome long hair, but it doesn't look too good. I'm so sorry for the blue silk.
Teacher Bu didn't notice it at first, but after listening for a few minutes, he tasted it. He looked at Wu Mei in surprise, and Xiong Mumu couldn't care about it. Xiong Mumu knew nothing, and followed Teacher Bu to listen to Wu Mei Demons dance.
Wu Mei frantically flicked, and the tips of his fingers were painful, and it was no wonder that the fleshy hands touched the iron strings!
Teacher Bu looked at Wu Mei with interest and asked, "Do you want to learn the guitar, little girl?"
"No, it hurts."
Wu Mei refused categorically, and stretched out ten Bai Shengsheng's fingers, the tips of which were really red, Xiong Mumu couldn't help bending the corners of her lips, and said to Teacher Bu, "Uncle Bu, Meimei is learning to draw and has no time. learn guitar."
Teacher Bu shook his head regretfully, a very talented little girl, but unfortunately she doesn't want to learn guitar, what a pity!
"If you want to learn in the future, you are welcome here at any time." Teacher Bu said to Wu Mei when he left.
Wu Mei just smiled and didn't say anything. If she had time, she would like to learn the guzheng, and the guitar is really not very interesting. Compared with the guitar, the guzheng is much more compelling.
Anyway, she thought so. In her opinion, many people can play the guitar, and those who can sing seem to be able to play it, but there are not many people who can play the guzheng!
Wu Mei didn't mention the move that night. She was waiting for the results of the Chinese test. She felt that the results this time would not be too bad, so she could bring it up when Wu Zhengsi was in a good mood. bigger.
If nothing else, the Chinese results should be released on weekends. Teacher Wu has always been in the habit of asking them to take the test papers home for their parents to review and sign on the weekends. This time it must be the same.
The atmosphere of the Wu family has been a bit sluggish these few days. Although Wu Mei is in a good mood, he doesn't dare to show his face too much. He doesn't say a word. He is a man with his tail between his legs. He Biyun can hold the fire and want to cure her. her handle.
After doing her homework, Wu Mei ran out to breathe. He Biyun and Wu Yue both looked like they owed them eight million, so she didn't want to stay at home to see their dead faces!
But seeing that Wu Yue is in such a bad mood, it seems that her monthly test results are not too ideal. She should be able to get results this weekend, right?
I don't know how many Wu Yue took the exam?
It would be even better if it was fourth and fifth. It would definitely make Wu Yue vomit blood. How could He Biyun and Wu Zhengsi go outside to brag?
Yan Mingshun saw Wu Mei come over with a silly smile, and couldn't help laughing. The silly girl seemed to be in a good mood Thankfully, he was worried about this girl for the whole time. sky.
"Why are you so happy?"
Wu Mei, who was immersed in fantasy, was taken aback by the sudden voice. He looked up to see that it was Yan Mingshun, his heart skipped a beat, and he called out, "Brother Mingshun!"
"Are you looking for the ball? It's playing on this tree." Yan Mingshun pointed to the tallest camphor tree on the playground.
"I'm here for a walk and look for the ball by the way." Wu Mei raised his head and looked at Yan Mingshun, his face even redder.
Yan Mingshun took out a small bottle of medicated oil from the bag, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "You unbutton the button, and I will rub some medicated oil for you."
Wu Mei looked at Yan Mingshun in surprise, doubting his ears, Yan Mingshun repeated it again, Wu Mei twisted, and wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare. They are the future chiefs. How big is it to give you medicine? face!
But she's not really a twelve-year-old girl. How could she feel uncomfortable when a man put medicine on her neck! Eight zero sweet wife