After breakfast, Teng Siqing drove himself to the piano school with Teng Qingze.
As she told Han tuoyu yesterday, some time ago, she had taken Teng Qingze to the clinic of a psychologist.
The doctor's advice is the same as before. Let her accompany her son as much as possible and take him to the activities she likes.
Therefore, Teng Siqing reported to Teng Qingze piano school.
This is the most famous piano master in the world.
Originally, children as young as Teng Qingze were not accepted, and the minimum admission age was seven years old.
However, after the headmaster heard Teng Qingze perform a song, the whole person was excited. On the spot, he made a decision in person. He must take Teng Qingze into the school.
Besides, piano schools are supposed to live on campus.
However, Teng Siqing explained her son's illness and proposed that after the day study, the headmaster also agreed to give him a green light.
In order to avoid any accident, Teng Siqing as long as free, is personally send his son to school, and, will accompany outside the classroom.
However, in fact, after she accompanied her several times, she found that Teng Qingze was not the same as usual in piano school.
Even with the same group of children, the relationship is better than he imagined, at least to be able to communicate normally.
Maybe it's because when he was playing the piano, he was immersed in the music, completely relaxed and less alert and sensitive to the outside world.
Teng Siqing holds Teng Qingze's little hand. As soon as she enters the piano school, Professor avrila, Teng Qingze's teacher, greets her.
"Isn't this Christine? You haven't been here in recent days. The teachers and students miss you very much. Come on in, I'll wait for you. "
The whole school is filled with melodious music, which makes Teng Qingze relax a lot, and his face is no longer tight.
He raised his small face and looked at Teng Siqing, "Mom, then I went to class."
"Go ahead, mom will be waiting for you outside the classroom. You are so good at practicing. Mom is listening to you! " Teng Siqing bowed her head and said nothing to his little head.
Teng Qingze's eyes suddenly brightened, and he nodded his head hard. "I'll play it to my mother!"
He followed professor avrila into the classroom and looked at the window from time to time for fear that Teng Siqing would leave.
Teng Siqing looks at her son's lack of security. She is worried, but she still has a smile on her face and waves to him.
However, after the formal start of the class, Teng Qingze's attention shifted to music.
Although he looks much smaller than the students around him, like a white bun, he looks more serious than the older children.
The older children are still lazy and noisy from time to time, but the little steamed stuffed bun has been leaning his head and listening attentively.
Teng Siqing was relieved.
Just then, her cell phone suddenly rang.
Teng Siqing Leng for a moment, took out the mobile phone from the bag, frowned.
However, she quickly turned on the call button.
"Sister Lin, why are you looking for me at this time? What's up? I'm still on holiday
In order not to affect the students in class, Teng Siqing went to the safe passage and said in a low voice.