Feng Feili was slightly startled, did he? Wu Yue seemed to be unscrupulous in everything he did, speaking straightforwardly and unscrupulously, but he couldn't guess what the real nature was.
Wu Yue pressed in a bad tone: "Feng Feili, if you don't speak, does that mean you acquiesce?"
Feng Feili frowned slightly and said, "No, Classmate Hanyue is not yours, so why bother to say that? I'm just helping Classmate Hanyue by the way."
"Really? Although this reason is a bit far-fetched, I will believe you for now and won't do it next time." After saying that, Wu Yue snorted lightly and walked away.
Feng Feili was startled again. Far-fetched? Is this reason far-fetched? Not far-fetched.
After leaving the music room, they each sat back in their seats. Jing Hao looked at Qiongying and saw that she had chosen the piano. He regretted choosing the flute. The most annoying thing was that Feng Feili also chose the piano.
Wu Yue sent a book about the flute to Jing Hao. He originally wanted to find a book about the qin and send it to Feng Feili and Qiong Ying, but when he thought about it, if they deliberately chose the qin, they would definitely be able to play it, even the qin.
Art master.
So Wu Yue ignored Feng Feili and Qiongying and sat next to Jing Hao to explain the characteristics and playing of the flute.
Feng Feili plucked the strings and tried a few notes, but then stopped playing, either because he didn't want to play or because he was worried about disturbing the silence next to him.
Qiongying didn't even touch the strings of the piano, she continued to hold her head and look out the window. She knew a little about the piano but was not very good at it. She chose the piano just because her father taught her how to play the piano when she was a child.
Wu Yue taught for an hour, but he couldn't teach anymore. Jing Hao, a stupid kid, couldn't understand a simple music score after being taught for a long time. He was a musical idiot.
"It's getting late. Let's finish class and come back tomorrow." Wu Yue looked out the window and saw that the sun was already high. It was already lunch time and he was a little hungry.
"Huh? You still have to study tomorrow?" Jing Hao immediately withered, his eyebrows tangled. Learning music is more difficult than learning illusions, and it's more boring than attending classes in school.
"Hey, classmate Dongfang, since you don't have the talent in this area and don't like it, I won't force you as a teacher. As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. Tomorrow you can see what is suitable for you in the pavilion."
Wu Yue acted like a good teacher, but he didn't want to teach music to Jing Hao, a stupid kid.
Jing Hao was relieved and disappointed at the same time. Will Hanyue still learn the piano tomorrow? Will she study with Feng Feili?
"There are generally no classes in the afternoon. You can practice on your own. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. As for rest days, there are four days off on the first and fifteenth day of each month. That's it for the time being. Do you have any objections? If there is no such thing, just ask me. get out of class is over."
After Wu Yue finished speaking, he put the instruments back in the music room, locked the door of the pavilion, and the four of them went back to Jinlan Garden.
Along the way, Wu Yue deliberately walked up to Qiongying this time and asked, "Classmate Hanyue, what illusions are you good at? Do you have any illusionary beasts?"
Silent, Qiongying didn't even raise an eyebrow.
Wu Yue was already used to being surprised. He thought it was normal for Han Yue not to answer, but he was not someone who gave up easily, so he persisted and asked, "Han Yue, are you free this afternoon?"
Silent, Qiongying's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, showing that she was a little impatient.
Wu Yue's smile was brighter than the sun, and she continued: "Classmate Hanyue, are you going to practice illusion this afternoon? Let's go together, okay?"