Fortunately, Xia Yu is not a novice.

After his skillful introduction, Xu Youxiang asks some shameful questions and finally believes Xia Yu.

Relieved, Xia Yu's secret way is very dangerous.

After "self certification", the relationship between Xia Yu and Xu Youxiang has some relief.

Xu Youxiang didn't say anything about Xia Yu's reward, which was silent agreement.

At eight o'clock, before the doctor came to extubate, Xia Yu returned to her body.

At the moment, he is on his way to school.

He didn't carry his schoolbag because today is the cultural festival.

As he walked, he wanted how to get the money.

Although his salary is very high now, he has only worked for a few days, and his salary can not be paid to him in advance. All he can use is his savings of 2000.

What can he do? He can't give Xu Youxiang more than ten yuan an hour, coax college students to do coolie's summer salary?

With sorrow, he stepped into the school.

On both sides of the school Avenue, there are some small stalls, which have not yet started business. These stalls are all made by students themselves. Because the class is not busy, many students can make snacks.

Through the snack stand, come to the atrium, is the community program area, archery, Taiji, chess and meditation communities have, but the most attractive is the young ladies and sisters of the animation society.

They wear exposed cos clothing and provide welfare for the majority of male compatriots.

Yes, men. They are girls only in these two days.

Originally, there are girls who like animation, but because there are too many otaku men in the animation society, those girls stop.

Through the atrium, on the floor, Xia Yu came to his class.

Half of the desks and chairs in the class are placed in the empty classroom next to them, and the other half of the desks are put on both sides.

Several students adjusted the position of the table.

In the middle of the class, is the piano position, but the piano has not yet arrived.

Seeing Xia Yu, the monitor stood up excitedly. He opened the door of the classroom first. The door is a door of two wooden boards, which can accommodate the entrance of piano.

"Let's go, let's go and carry the piano together. You can watch and don't damage anything." Pulling Xia Yu, led four male students, monitor across the corridor, up to the fourth floor, knocked on the door of the teacher's office.

"Come in!" The music teacher's voice rang out.

The monitor opened the door and went in: "teacher, I'll get the key to the piano room."

As early as a few days ago, the monitor and the music teacher ordered the piano in the piano room.

The young music teacher showed an embarrassed look on her face. Instead of giving the key to the monitor, she folded her hands and said to the monitor with an apologetic face:

"sorry, I forgot that I had promised to play the Department before, and the piano had been moved away by them!"

"Ah?" The monitor was disappointed, "what shall we do?"

"I'm really sorry." The young teacher who just graduated was very guilty. "You want to do that By the way, music appreciation tea party, right? "

"Yes, but without the piano, we can't play with a mobile phone?" The monitor is in a dilemma.

"I can play the flute. Let me help you to play the flute." The music teacher was thinking about remedies.

After seeing the music teacher with 80% makeup, Xia Yu imagined the scene.

The morning sun shines into the classroom from the window and falls at the foot of a young music teacher. The music teacher smiles and holds a flute in his mouth. 168 Novels www.168jxs.com

What the hell is this.

The monitor also felt unreliable: "what's the ghost of playing flute, primary school students?"

He saw that the music teacher did not have any way, sighed: "forget it, our class program, let the teacher you help is not decent."

"I'm really sorry." The music teacher took out his collection of coke, Sprite, plum and melon seeds, and wanted to entertain six people of Xia Yu, but was refused.

"It's cold now." The monitor was very depressed.

Looking at the low expression of the students, she thought about the girls who were arranging the classroom, and recalled their worried appearance around them yesterday. Xia Yu thought for a moment and pointed to the violin in one cabinet: "teacher, can we borrow this one?"

"Violin? Yes, yes, but will you? First of all, I'm a terrible player. " Said the music teacher.

Violin is a more difficult instrument to learn than piano, few people learn it.

"Xia Yu, can you play violin?" The monitor was surprised.

"A little bit, but not as long as piano practice." Xia Yu said.

In fact, he has never touched the violin before, but the skill that an siyao brings to him is not piano, but music, which covers a wide range of categories. Naturally, violin is also included.

After he saw the violin, he felt a burst of familiarity, and many skills also appeared in his mind."That's great!" The monitor clapped his hands and helped Xia Yu take out the violin in the glass cabinet and put it in the box given by the music teacher.

"Since you are not good at violin, how can you still have this Xia Yu asked curiously.

"What a style to put the violin in the glass cabinet!" The music teacher said with pride.

“……” Xia Yu, who thought he would hear some inspirational stories, was speechless.

After the monitor packed, the group left with boxes and returned to the class.

The girls have spread tablecloths on the table, put candles on them, hang colored silk on the roof, and float some balloons. The whole classroom has become pink.

Seeing them back, the girls asked curiously, "where's the piano?"

"No, borrowed by the wind Department." The monitor replied.

"What shall we do?" The girls got angry.

Because of tracking the spread of Xia Yu's two girls, all the girls in the class know that Xia Yu can play the piano, and also plays very well. They have been looking forward to today.

"It's OK. We still have violins." Raise your backpack, if the monitor is proud.

Compared with piano, violin has more space. Because there are more people studying piano than violin.

"Can Xia Yu even play violin?" The girls are surprised to see Xia Yu.

They have been very surprised about the piano, but it's normal to learn a piano in their spare time. With a violin, they spend a lot of time.

"Well." A simple answer, Xia Yu from the monitor's hand to take the box, take out the violin.

He tried the strings first, because the music teacher only used them to make decorations, and the music was not accurate.

Twisting the string axis, Xia Yu first adjusted the a string according to the sound, and then adjusted the remaining strings.

He looked at the bow again. It was well preserved.

After he put the violin in his neck, the class was quiet, and the boys and girls looked forward to him.

At the moment, Xia Yu pondered:

What about the repertoire that can't play violin?

Forget it. Play the piano.