Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 729: Relax

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Han Qilu said, and after thinking about it, he said: "Three bones are broken or four bones..."

It really looks like something he will do!

An Chuxia noticed that Han Qilu had a good relationship with the piano master, because when he mentioned these things, the corners of his eyes curled up and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"So what's the reaction of Old Yuan?" An Chuxia asked curiously.

Just in time for a red light, Han Qilu stopped the car, looked sideways at An Chuxia and said, "The old guy didn't scold me, he only said four words to his grandson."

"What's the word?" An Chuxia was very interested, and seemed very curious about the teacher who hadn't met yet.

"I am willing to bet."

An Chuxia was taken aback for a moment, really like a master.

"Later, his grandson was hospitalized, and I played the game alone. I didn’t want to practice until the rest time was over, so he made a bet with me. If his game beat me, I would Go and learn the piano obediently. If you lose, you don’t need to practice piano again from now on."

Before the red light passed, Han Qilu continued: "I was forced to learn piano. I don't have a good feeling for piano."

"What happened later?" An Chuxia asked, slamming her eyes: "Did you win or he won?"

The red light finally ended. Han Qilu stepped on the accelerator and continued: "It's more than a win, it's a complete victory. That game is a test of the flexibility of the fingers. He is a piano master who is more than a little bit more flexible than me. I just Fuck, but it's useless, the old man only said five words to me and I surrendered."

"Would you like to lose your gambling?" An Chuxia said, reaching out and counting: "No, these are four words."

"He asked me,'Is it a man?" Now that I think about it, I regret it. I was a boy at that time, not a man!" A rare gentleness appeared in Han Qilu's eyes. It seems that the relationship with this Master Yuan is really true. Very deep.

"What happened later, did you study the piano?" An Chuxia asked, holding her chin.

Han Qilu Le: "How do people with no talent learn like that? The old man said directly to my old man,'Your son is not this material, I welcome you to play with me, and don't waste my time learning piano'. My family The old man never mentioned let me learn piano again."

What a frank! An Chuxia couldn't help sighing.

Being able to become a master in the piano industry must have experienced a lot of flashy scenes, and it is indeed uncommon to be able to maintain such a straightforward character.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a residential building that seemed a bit old. An Chuxia knew this, and she had followed her mother here to buy her own home-brewed wine. Many artists of the older generation live here. Although the floor looks old, most people cannot live in.

She really didn't expect to come here to learn piano one day instead of selling wine.

There is no elevator here. The two people walked up to the sixth floor on foot, and as the doorbell rang a few times, the security door was slowly opened.

First half of his head poked out from the inside. The color of his hair was gray. Then An Chuxia noticed a pair of particularly bright eyes. As ordinary people grow older, their eyes will become muddy, but this one is different, and there is a spirit of energy all over his body.

"Ms. Yuan." Han Qilu straightened up, even looking a little restrained.

This is not like Han Qilu.

The old man glanced up and down at Han Qilu first, and then looked at her with those bright eyes. With just one glance, his eyes overflowed with a smile: "You kid, how dare you come here with empty hands."

"Where are you empty-handed." Han Qilu relaxed a little, and pushed An Chuxia in front of him: "Isn't this bringing you someone?"

Old Yuan glared at him, then looked at An Chuxia: "It's a pity, a flower is stuck on your cow dung!"

An Chuxia couldn't help but let out a laugh. It seems that it is not only Jiang Yuanyuan and her who dare to publicly call Han Qilu a cow dung, but also Yuan Yuan! "

Han Qilu had already said hello in advance, and Yuan Lao also knew a little about her situation. After a while, he let Han Qilu watch TV in the living room, and he took her to a small room.

Inside it seems to be the room used by Yuan Lao to teach students. There are three pianos and a small blackboard in front of which is painted many "tadpoles".

"Sit." Yuan Lao pointed to a piano and asked An Chuxia to sit while he himself stood aside.

An Chuxia was not welcome, and she sat down directly. She noticed that the piano was cleaned, and it seemed that people often came to study with him. However, she wanted to see Lao Yuan's grandson meet Han Qilu.

"Since you are here, then you are my student and I am your teacher. I will teach you everything you know, but if you don't cooperate, then I say nothing is worthwhile." The voice was slightly hoarse, but it seemed very majestic.

An Chuxia's shoulders that had just relaxed a little straightened up immediately: "Mr. Yuan, don't worry, I will study hard."

Old Yuan's eyes looked very energetic, and after hearing her say this, he gave her a serious look and suddenly smiled.

"Why are you so nervous girl? Put your shoulders down."

An Chuxia was taken aback and smiled awkwardly. Although this old Yuan's expression became quicker, it was not the kind of nasty face change.

Without waiting for her to think about it, Yuan Lao said: "You only study for two days?"

"Yes." An Chuxia quickly replied: "I will be on stage on Monday."

About ten seconds of silence, Old Yuan touched his cleanly shaved beard: "I haven't taught this for only two days. Tell me what's the matter. "

He didn't start teaching the piano directly, but talked about it with her. An Chuxia was a little confused about Yuan Lao's intentions, but she had no choice but to explain everything to him.

After ten minutes, she finally explained the matter clearly.

Old Yuan returned to his solemn look: "Then why don't you clarify?"

An Chuxia was silent.

Why not clarify...

"Because..." An Chuxia paused slightly, and then said with clear eyes: "I want to prove to the person who wants me to be ashamed, I want to prove myself!"

Old Yuan laughed: "I have taught piano for most of my life. It is the first time I have seen your motivation to learn piano. Okay, are you relaxed now?"

Relax?

In the next moment, An Chuxia immediately understood. It turned out that Old Yuan was talking to her just to relax her. With such a delicate mind, he deserves to be a master teacher in the piano industry.

"En!" An Chuxia nodded, she knew that she was about to get to the point.

Old Yuan asked again: "Have you chosen the tune?"

An Chuxia nodded: "I've chosen it, and I can play it a bit."