"Okay! Teacher Gao, I understand. I have prepared carefully these days. This is also my first time teaching. It will be difficult to learn it in detail."

On the side of the main road.

Qi Yuncheng responded to Teacher Gao's call, but he didn't expect that his girlfriend was right and wanted to teach drums.

Whenever he teaches cross talk, he can feel much more relaxed.

"Then let's make an agreement. Come to Deyun Base in the morning in three days, and there may be parents there."

"Okay! I've written it down."

The phone hangs up.

Qi Yuncheng turned around and found Song Yi standing beside him curiously, looking at him. Without his words, she had already listened closely.

"How about it? I said it's a big drum, right?" Song Yi put his hands behind his back, looking proud of his guess.

"Yeah! You're awesome, you guessed all of this."

"Hehe, of course, I'm very powerful."

"No matter how good you are, you still have to go home and sleep. It's almost early in the morning after walking around for a while. I really don't know what you think about coming here so late at night.

As a girl, you have to be careful.

Let’s go and take you home.”

"oh!"

Looking a little unhappy, Song Yi followed her boyfriend, then took a taxi and left in one go.

In fact, Qi Yuncheng was a little reluctant when she came over quietly alone, because it was indeed too late.

The risk factor for a girl is very high.

Not to mention that my girlfriend is so beautiful.

Although the breasts are a little subtle, other aspects are nothing to boast about.

So this time I sent her home and didn't stop until I sent her back to her rental house.

But when he was about to turn around and leave, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, "How about..."

"What else? Stay here and wash the dishes for you?" Qi Yuncheng turned around and asked with a smile, and Song Yi was instantly amused by this sentence.

"No, there's not a bowl left, I've finished washing it! You just want to stay with me, I've been rehearsing and performing these days.

It's that big historical drama.

The premiere has been successful, and it may be performed in public in the future. After the performance, it will be performed in other cities, and may even be performed at the National Center for the Performing Arts.

So after Valentine's Day, I may not have time to see you."

For this long paragraph, Qi Yuncheng is not unaware of how busy he is as an actor. This kind of schedule is very normal, not to mention that he himself has to go to other cities to perform.

Very understandable.

But it was still early, so I spoke.

"There's still more than half a month left, this time is enough for us to stay together, so that's it for today.

I have to go back and figure out my teaching ideas.

Besides, you don’t have any place for me to sleep here.”

"That's right, too."

Release your hands.

Qi Yuncheng took one more look at his girlfriend and left first.

Then Song Yi was left alone.

However, she had no emotion. Instead, she turned around and looked at her house and bedroom, "Yes, my bed is only big enough for me to sleep alone.

If I had known better when renting a house, I would have bought a bigger one."

I complained, but there was nothing I could do.

Song Yi lay down on his bed, then took his cell phone and sent another text message to Qi Yuncheng.

"Be safe on the road! Remember to call me when the time comes. I'll go too."

"knew."

Qi Yuncheng, who had just left home not long ago, immediately replied, but the next second, another sentence came.

"Yueyue, regarding beds, do you know which one is better?"

Um?

Staring at this, Qi Yuncheng was stunned for a few seconds. It was obvious that she sent it to her head by mistake. After all, it started with the word "month and month".

But if it has something to do with the bed later, is it possible...

Just when he was doubtful.

Song Yi anxiously sent several text messages.

"Wrong message!"

"It's nothing, I just asked Yueyue Bed."

"Don't think too much about it."

"I just bought a bed. After all, it's not comfortable to sleep on!"

"Well, no more, good night, go to bed early."

Suddenly five were sent over.

Qi Yuncheng's cell phone vibrated five times, like a barrage, and he didn't know what she was explaining.

Could it be that you bought one for me to sleep on?

He was not stupid after all, he could figure it out as soon as he thought about it, but he just laughed it off and finally replied with a good night.

Concentrate on going home and resting.

As for the next few days.

He has been worrying.

I’ve never taught anyone, no, it’s not that I haven’t taught anyone, and I haven’t taught it in such a formal way.

Regarding other juniors, he would talk about them casually or point them out, nothing special.

But this is different.

They gave me money.

They even brought the children here. It would be shameful for the teacher to not teach them well.

So I have been learning about teaching and clarifying the curriculum. Although I won’t be a big fat man with one bite, I can still understand some standardized teaching methods.

As for the drum experience.

There is no need to worry, he has his own opinions, and in the ten years he has been working in the system, he has gradually absorbed it.

It will definitely be no problem to teach the basic theories to children when the time comes.

If there are people who are really interested in learning, it’s not impossible to tell them more.

Just a few days later.

Deyunshe has basically started this summer class.

It’s noon on the day the class starts.

After Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi finished their lunch, they drove there in the car.

by the time.

There are not many people.

Gao Feng and others are all here, and there are many parents standing in the corridor on the second floor.

Most of the people who came here were grandparents. Their parents had no time at all and had to go to work, so they signed up their children for classes and left everything to them.

Some older elders know folk art, so they are willing to learn it.

But just as he entered the teaching building at the base, Qi Yuncheng asked as he went upstairs.

"How about it?"

"What's going on?" Song Yi followed curiously.

"Didn't you say what kind of bed you want to buy?"

"oops!!"

Thinking of this, Song Yi was startled like a cat being stepped on, "It's nothing, I just changed my bed.

Hurry up.
To be continued...