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112. Opening Ceremony 12

On the second floor, there are various musical instruments stored in the inner room, and the outer room is a spacious schoolroom, displaying low tables and bamboo mats and cushions.

After opening the window, the room suddenly became brighter, a warm cool breeze blew in, and the ancient paintings hanging on the wall suddenly came to life.

"Everyone, sit down, there is some dust, just blow it away." Wu Yue found a chicken feather broom from somewhere, swept the teacher's seat clean, and then sat comfortably on the bamboo mat.

The dome shadow was far away from the podium, its black robe sleeves waved, and the dust drifted away along the window as if it had wings.

Feng Feili was not far away from Qiongying, only two places apart. He took out his handkerchief and wiped away the dust.

At this time, Jing Hao was confused. Han Yue was sitting next to the window. He wanted to sit not far from her, but Feng Feili took the seat. If he sat directly next to her, he was afraid of her.

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"Student Dongfang, please sit here. The look on your face shows that you don't have a deep knowledge of music. I want to teach you a special lesson." Wu Yue pointed to the seat near the front and threw a chicken feather brush to Jing Hao.

Let him clean up after himself.

"Ah?" Jing Hao looked at the dome and reluctantly sat in front.

"Everyone has sat down, the teacher will start teaching." Fortunately, there were at least three students, otherwise the word "classmates" would not have been able to be said.

"Happiness can cultivate people's mind. If the mind is messed up, everything will be messed up. Everything comes from the heart, and there is another saying. Without indifference, there will be no clear aspirations, and without tranquility, there will be no progress..."

Wu Yue spoke so gracefully that he could talk like a cannon ball for an hour without even drinking water.

Jing Hao looked at Wu Yue in a daze, as if he didn't understand. He also went to school when he was in Chaoyang City, but his speaking speed was very slow and he paused from time to time.

Feng Feili seemed to be listening to the lecture very seriously, sitting upright and not squinting. Obviously, he had very good patience and could sit still for an hour like a monk meditating.

Qiongying lazily held up his head and looked out the window slightly, as if he was absent-minded or deep in thought.

"Do you understand?" Wu Yue patted the table, his mouth went dry as he spoke, and the three of them were like goose-headed geese.

"Uh, understand." Jing Hao nodded confusedly, why Wu Yue only spoke to him and not to Feng Feili.

"Since Classmate Dongfang understands it, then Classmates Fei Li and Han Yue are no big deal. So, let's go to the Tibetan Music Room to choose musical instruments." After saying that, Wu Yue stood up and relaxed his muscles. After sitting for so long, his legs were numb.

Even though I am sore, giving lectures is not an easy job.

"Wu Yue, what musical instrument should we learn?" Jing Hao asked, he knew nothing about musical instruments.

"You can choose whatever instrument you like and what instrument you are good at. I can't say that I am proficient in all kinds of instruments, but I know a little bit about them." Wu Yue said as he took out the key and opened the door of the music room.

There are rows of shelves displayed in the music room. The shelves are filled with various musical instruments. They are covered with silk cloth and have the labels of the instruments on them.

Wu Yue looked at the jade flute on Feng Feili's waist and said, "Classmate Feili, I think your jade flute is a rare and good one in the world. You don't need to choose another instrument."

"Instructor Wu Yue has given me the award. I also want to learn other musical instruments." Feng Feili said with a smile.

"Student Feili is indeed a good student who is diligent and studious. I am very pleased to be my teacher." Wu Yue looked pleased and nodded.

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