Upon hearing this, there was a faint black line on Feng Feili's forehead. He was completely speechless about this so-called mentor who was half a year younger than him.
Jing Hao looked at the jade flute on Feng Feili's waist. Although he couldn't see the origin of the flute, he saw that it looked very beautiful, transparent and shiny. The green texture was like the algae in the sea, as if it could float.
Yes, Wu Yue also said that it is a rare good flute in the world, so it must be extremely precious.
So he was sure that Feng Feili must be proficient in music, especially in playing the flute. In this regard, he is far inferior to Feng Feili. No wonder Han Yue likes Feng Feili.
Thinking of this, he bit his lip, when will he grow up and be more powerful than Feng Feili?
"Student Dongfang, don't be idle. What instrument do you want to choose? Otherwise, choose the flute. Feili is proficient in flute. You can ask him for advice." Wu Yue said.
"No, I don't learn the flute, I want to learn the flute." Jing Hao immediately objected. He did not want to learn the same musical instrument as Feng Feili. The most important thing is that he would probably not be able to compare with Feng Feili in his life.
"The flute is not a problem. There are jade flutes and bamboo flutes here. Which flute do you want to choose?" Wu Yue opened a cabinet, and various flutes were displayed.
"Bamboo flute." Jing Hao said without hesitation. The jade flute and Yu Xiao look so similar, so he wants to choose bamboo.
"Okay, you choose one yourself." Wu Yue thinks that Jing Hao is a child's character.
Feng Feili was depressed. He was not a person who was very thoughtful, but he could vaguely feel the repulsion and even hostility of Dongfang Jinghao towards him. After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't think of what he had done to mess with a child.
He was unhappy, and he did not offend the Dongfang family. Dongfang Jinghao had no reason to target him, so he was very surprised.
"Student Han Yue, what musical instrument do you want to choose?" Wu Yue was about to walk over and touch Qiongying's head, but Feng Feili stopped him.
Feng Feili pushed Wu Yue's hand away and looked at Wu Yue with a little warning, meaning, please pay attention to your claws.
The two stood behind Qiongying, one left and one right, with their hands still competing.
"Student Hanyue, what instrument do you want to choose?" Wu Yue smiled unabated and cursed in her heart. Feng Feili did have some strength.
"Is there a piano?"
When the two of them heard this, their hands of fierce competition came to an abrupt end.
"Yes." Wu Yue said excitedly. Classmate Han Yue finally spoke. This is the first sentence of classmate Han Yue today, which is a gratifying congratulations.
"The piano is here." Feng Feili lifted the silk cloth on the highest level of the shelf, and several different pianos were neatly displayed.
Qiongying turned around and saw that even if she raised her head, she couldn't see it. Her eyebrows frowned slightly. It was not that she couldn't get it, but that it took a little effort to make her hate her height more and more.
"Student Hanyue, I think this small piano is suitable for you." Wu Yue was about to reach out to get the piano.
But one hand had already taken the piano, and Wu Yue took it empty.
"It's really suitable for you, Han Yue." Feng Feili held the piano in both hands and placed it in front of Qiongying.
"Thank you." Qiongying took the Qin and left the Tibetan music room.
Wu Yue was so angry that she gritted her teeth and cursed: "Feng Feili, why do you have to go against me?"
Feng Feili smiled slightly: "Wu Yue, I'm just a handy one."
Wu Yue snorted lightly and said angrily: "Hmph, you never meddled with other people's business. To put it nicely, you are indifferent, and to put it badly, you are watching coldly, but you competed with me with Hanyue's classmate again and again, not