Xiang Yu, who had just been in the middle of the walk, was still lazy. When he heard her words, he gently picked his eyebrows. His eyes fell on Jiang Panpan's face. He directly sat down beside Qi Hao and yawned. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "new teacher?"

"Yes, it's so good-looking, and the school is not afraid of our teacher-student relationship?" "You have to be looked up to."

He tugged at Yu and hit him mercilessly.

At this time, the new teacher on the stage just called his name: "Xiangyu classmate."

Jiang Panpan looked at the audience, but no one moved. She frowned. As soon as she wanted to say something, the boy who was late just now gave a scattered hand: "Mr. Jiang, are you calling me?"

Boys looking at her, peach blossom eyes with a smile, people leaning back chair, looking at him, as if in the discharge.

Jiang Panpan had no feeling, and his face was still smiling: "is there another student named Xiang Yu in the class?"

He raised an eyebrow to Yu: "No."

Jiang Panpan nodded with a smile: "that's it."

Tut, this new teacher is very interesting.

Xiang Yu raised his alveolar and looked at the roll call Jiang Panpan on the platform.

Jiang Panpan is young, but he is a student of a university in the end, and the students under the stage dare not really do too much. At most, there are boys who talk too much and say one or two mischievous words.

If it was another new teacher, she would have been angry or embarrassed, but Jiang Panpan was different. She stood on the platform, staring at the boy who was teasing her, and did not speak. Finally, the boy lowered his head.

Jiang Panpan used to be a proud girl. She knew exactly what the people at the bottom thought.

What is a teacher? Preaching and receiving.

Her professional knowledge is hard enough to be used as a lever, and there are more than enough people at the bottom.

If you move the theory and Pipa instruments to Panjiang, you will not be able to perform them well.

After laying out the musical instruments, Jiang Panpan knocked on the platform with a lesson plan: "I know what you think. I like to convince people by reason. Pipa and guzheng are both ancient musical instruments. Next, you will also come into contact with them. Many young students are expected to do the same. Let's play a piece together."

Level, put together to know.

Jiang Panpan's words suddenly made a ripple. Everyone knows that Pipa is difficult to learn, and many people can learn it well.

To learn Pipa well, besides fingering, we should also pay attention to artistic conception.

"Teacher, Xiangya can play Pipa!"

"Ah, is it? Well, Xiangya students, you come up to play pipa, I play guzheng, we ensemble a "ambush" how

This is not the most difficult piece, but the artistic conception of this piece is the essence.

Qin Xiangya was pushed up by her classmates, so she had to nod: "teacher, I can't play well, don't mind."

"Teacher, don't listen to her. She was invited to perform in Guofeng youth."

Jiang Panpan smiles, "it doesn't matter."

Ten minutes later, Qin Xiangya walked down from the stage with a bad face.

Ten minutes ago, all the people who still bowed their heads to communicate did not dare to speak. "Ambush on all sides" was originally a Pipa tune, but Qin Xiangya's momentum was completely suppressed by Jiang Panpan.

Some things can't be compared. Once they are compared, the high and the low stand out.

Jiang Panpan plucked the strings of Guzheng: "I started to learn Pipa when I was four years old, and now I have learned it for 21 years. I started to learn guzheng at the age of 20, and now I've been studying for four years. Do you have any ideas about my classical music teacher? "

She swept all the time carelessly to Yu, and her eyes fell on the face of the female classmate who just pushed Qin Xiangya onto the stage.

The female classmate immediately lowered her head and quietly looked at Qin Xiangya beside her: "Xiangya, I'm sorry, I thought -"

"it's OK, it's because I'm not good at learning."

Although Qin Xiangya was still smiling, her smile was very reluctant.

Jiang Panpan's method was simple and crude. All of a sudden, the 18-year-old boys and girls in the class did not dare to disrespect her.

Although they are stubborn for a while, they are not without level. They can still recognize Jiang Panpan's attainments.

The next class, Jiang Panpan was very comfortable.

She doesn't like procrastination. As soon as it's time to finish class, she shouts it's over.

As soon as Jiang Panpan stepped down from the platform, some students came to add wechat. She was ready to open a new number and add students' wechat.

"Mr. Jiang."

The boy's voice came from behind. Jiang Panpan stopped and looked back. He found Xiang Yu was leaning against the door and looking at himself.

She did not go over, so she asked him: "Xiangyu classmate there are other things?"

"The teacher said, add a wechat to facilitate academic exchanges?"

He raised his hand on the mobile phone, mouth slightly up, laughing some evil.I have to admit that this male classmate is really a little over standard.

Jiang Panpan picked an eyebrow, took out his mobile phone and walked over: "you sweep me."

The boy bowed his head, long hands assigned to the mobile phone.

Jiang Panpan looked down and found that he was not using the most popular mobile phone, but a domestic high-end one.

Jiang Lu used that mobile phone, more than 20000 yuan. She bit her teeth several times, but she didn't buy it.

After all, after 18 years old, the Jiang family will no longer provide her with any expenses other than tuition fees.

Jiang Panpan is also a rich man with a small fortune. He has saved red envelopes for more than 20 years and sent out a quarter of the rent.

"Well, the teacher will go first, and Xiang Yu will go."

"Mr. Jiang is out of class, isn't he?"

He took back his cell phone and put it in his pocket. Jiang Panpan laughed: "no class, but I have something to do."

When the boy heard this, he suddenly laughed: "the teacher didn't think I was going to invite you to dinner?"

“……” Isn't it? Jiang Panpan had a thick skin. Even if she was torn down, she could still smile as if nothing had happened: "No. But I'm in a hurry. I'll go first. "

She said, waved and left.

Xiang Yu looked at the new teacher's back, light Tut, sunshine handsome face at this time some enchanting.

Jiang Panpan didn't know that when she was playing guzheng, she was recorded a small video and sent it to the Internet. She had just had lunch when she found that she was suddenly angry.

Meanwhile, Mayor Lu, who is preparing for dinner, just received a push from Jiang Lu.

He made a question mark and then went in. When he saw the title, he frowned. I don't know when Jiang Lu's taste in news was so low.

But he still opened the video and continued to watch it. When he saw Jiang Panpan, Mayor Lu was stunned for a moment, and his face became solemn gradually.

Mr. Jiang?

Well, Jiang Panpan, that's great.

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