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Chapter 145: The great god also plays WeChat? (5)

Li Qingshen stretched out her hand, covered Ling Momo's eyes, and pressed a key again at random: "Where's this?"

Ling Momo continued to shake her head, her little heart began to beat wildly. Remember in one second [Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network] www

Li Qingshen pressed another button, then turned her head and asked, Ling Momo still shook her head.

Li Qingshen gently raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and continued to press a few keys one by one. After pressing a key, he asked: "Where is this?"

At the beginning, Ling Momo still shook her head, but the amplitude of shaking her head became smaller and smaller. She vaguely felt the cold breath coming from the man. In the end, Ling Momo did not dare to express her anger, and her head gradually

His head hung down and he didn't even dare to shake his head.[

Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo's appearance and rubbed her forehead more vigorously, "Ling Momo, what have you learned?"

Ling Momo lowered her head even lower when Li Qingshen said that, and twisted her little fingers together.

Li Qingshen couldn't help but sigh when he saw her pitiful little appearance. His expression was extremely helpless. He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible and asked another question: "Ling Momo, tell me, there is black on the piano."

How many keys and how many Bai Jians?"

How many black keys are there? How many are Bai Jian's? She seems to have learned it before, but she only remembered a rough number. She is not too sure about the specific number. What's more, she only needs to be able to play the music. How can she remember it?

so many?

Ling Momo thought so in her heart, but she didn't dare to talk back.

He raised his head and looked at Li Qingshen, his big eyes rolling around. Then he bit his lip, tilted his head, racked his brains for a long time, and then said uncertainly, "35 black keys."

, Bai Jian 63!"

Li Qingshen's face instantly turned ugly.

Ling Momo pouted, looked at Li Qingshen pitifully, and whispered: "Teacher

Li Qingshen suppressed his temper and said through gritted teeth: "The piano has a total of 88 keys, 36 black keys and 62 white keys!"

Ling Momo nodded immediately, as obedient as she could be: "Teacher, I remember it!"

Li Qingshen snorted coldly, then pointed at the piano and said to Ling Momo: "Start now, give me all these keys and remember what they are. First give me each of the 36 black keys.

Press fifty times, listen carefully to the sound and remember, if you can’t press it all the way, don’t have lunch!”

Thirty-six keys?

Fifty times?

Still want to remember the sound?

If you can't figure it out, why not stop eating?

She is a singer, but she is not majoring in piano. She just needs to know how to play. What should she do to remember that?

Ling Momo puffed up her cheeks and looked at Li Qingshen. Just when she was about to speak out, Li Qingshen glanced at Ling Momo's angry expression with a bad look and spoke first: "If you don't want to be

I’ll add it a hundred times and act quickly!”

Ling Momo immediately pouted, feeling a thousand resentments in her heart, but she could only follow his request and play the keys fifty times.

At first, Ling Momo couldn't get into the state. However, she thought that no matter how reluctant she was, she couldn't resist Li Qingshen, so later on, she slowly accepted her fate and really started to remember the keys.

Voice.[

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