Li Qingshen was also looking at Ling Momo, his gaze exceptionally deep, as if it had some magical power that made it impossible to look away. Ling Momo couldn’t help but space out a bit; she had never seen such beautiful eyes. Her heart involuntarily started to beat a bit faster. Ling Momo quickly averted her gaze, her voice slightly off-key, "Teacher, what should I do then?"
Li Qingshen quietly stared at Ling Momo, then cleared his throat, "You haven’t finished the white keys yet, let’s continue with them this afternoon."
Ling Momo’s fingers went limp as she looked at Li Qingshen; there were sixteen more white keys than black keys. If it was still fifty times each, she feared her fingers would be sore to death by the end of the afternoon!
Holding on to a sliver of hope, Ling Momo looked at Li Qingshen and carefully asked in a soft voice, "So Teacher, how many times should I play each key?"
Li Qingshen, observing Ling Momo’s cautiously adorable manner, suddenly curved his lips upwards.
He remembered the messages she had sent him and couldn’t help but let his smile turn somewhat playful.
Honestly, when Li Qingshen smiled, he really looked very handsome.
His features softened and his eyes lost their usual iciness, giving him an elegant and mild air.
However, for some reason, at that moment, Ling Momo had a very bad feeling.
Sure enough, Li Qingshen spoke lightly, "Play it a hundred times."
Ling Momo’s eyes suddenly widened.
Her little mouth instantly pouted.
A hundred times? A hundred times? A hundred times! A hundred times!
Was this some kind of mistake!
The black keys were only fifty times in the morning, how did the white keys become a hundred times in the afternoon!
Ling Momo puffed her cheeks, looking at Li Qingshen.
She had just told Enson that he had finally shown some humanity; where was the humanity in this, it was utterly inhumane!
"Teacher...is it really a hundred times?" Ling Momo pursed her lips, innocently asking.
Li Qingshen nodded, the amusement in his eyes growing deeper, turning his gaze even darker and inscrutable, his tone neither warm nor harsh, light and faint, "Hmm, any objections?"
Definitely objections!
Ling Momo yelled inside, yet lacked the courage to speak up.
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Ling Momo shook her head, full of frustration with nowhere to vent. She tried hard to squint her eyes and smiled at Li Qingshen, trying to mask her resentment. Her tone, due to dissatisfaction, trembled slightly, "No objections..."
Li Qingshen, however, found Ling Momo’s demeanor so cute that it softened his heart.
Always highly self-controlled, he nearly laughed out loud, deliberately keeping a straight face, and nodded at Ling Momo.
Reluctantly, Ling Momo stood up and obediently said to him, "Then Teacher, I’m going upstairs."
Li Qingshen hummed a response, and Ling Momo turned around, slowly shuffling out of the door.
Li Qingshen watched her figure disappear before suddenly bursting into laughter.
His usually lofty and proud demeanor was completely replaced by joy and tenderness, even his gaze softened considerably.
[Correction, I typed too fast yesterday and accidentally mistyped the piano keys. It has been corrected now, there are a total of 88 keys, 36 black, and 52 white. Dear fans, bugs are normal, please understand... hehe]