Sheng Yue spotted Elder Yang at school and followed him along the way, hoping to make a good impression on him.
Then she unexpectedly overheard Elder Yang’s conversation with the principal. Outside the principal’s office, she clenched her fists.
If Sheng Hanjing were her second brother, would everything be different?
Then her life must be much easier.
At this time, Elder Yang seemed to be talking on the phone. “Hi Teacher, yes, yes, I’m Little Yang…”
Seeing Elder Yang speaking on the phone respectfully while bent over, the principal couldn’t help secretly chuckling. He had never seen Elder Yang like this before.
However, the person whom Elder Yang called “Teacher” must be the national treasure and senior artist—-Mr. Qian Xianchao.
“What? Are you also in Yan City, Teacher? I��m here too. Alas, I was planning to go back two days ago but I found a musical genius. Unfortunately, she refused to learn music from me.”
“You’ll come over and have a look? Okay, I’m sorry for bothering you, Teacher.”
When the principal heard this, his smile froze.
It was certainly an honor that these celebrities were coming to their school, but Elder Yang was already so hard to deal with. If another one came, it would be like Mars hitting the earth.
Sheng Yue heard everything very clearly outside. Mr. Qian Xianchao, Elder Qian, was even more famous than Elder Yang.
Elder Yang refused to take her as his disciple? It didn’t matter. Now she had a better choice.
Sheng Yue smiled confidently and leisurely walked away.
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In the evening, as soon as Sheng Yang finished her exercise, she saw the person who always called her “Teacher” sending her a message. Their avatar was a note plus a staff. Their name was “Qian Xianchao”.
His name on Sheng Yang’s phone was “money”. On the one hand, his surname was Qian, which meant money in Chinese, and on the other hand, although he always called her “Teacher”, in her heart, he was just her customer who would pay her money.
This was her way of naming people, clear and concise.
For example, Ming Qi’s name was “1” on her phone because Ming Qi was the first person she saved.
This arrangement was very orderly.
“Teacher…” Qian Xianchao asked carefully, “Mr. Ming said that you’re in Yan City, and I’m in Yan City too. Can I visit you?”
Qian Xianchao thought she must be a great musical secret, who had experienced so much of life and was talented with no equal.
He really wanted to meet her.
“I can pay you.”
“No.” Sheng Yang rejected him flatly.
Qian Xianchao said humbly, “Okay, Teacher, it’s up to you but do not blackmail me please.”
Sheng Yang had already moved the mouse pointer to the “Blacklist” button. Seeing his message, she stopped.
Being rejected by his “teacher”, Qian Xianchao was in a bad mood, so when Elder Yang came to get him in the morning, he was startled by his dark face and didn’t dare to say anything.
“Teacher, if you’re in a bad mood today, we can make it another day…”
“No! My time is precious!” Qian Xianchao snapped grumpily. “I want to see how difficult that student is!”
Elder Yang didn’t dare to say anymore, and the car sped away.
When they arrived at Yan City High School, Qian Xianchao walked straight to the Class 7 classroom without waiting for the principal to come.
On the way to the teaching building, there was a winding path, which was the only way to the teaching building.
Suddenly there was a melodious violin sound from far away.
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