Qin Jian looked at the business card and couldn't help but recall that gentle kiss again, but at the same time, he also thought that not long ago, the other person's flaming red lips had just touched Old Porter's wrinkled cheek.
"It's nothing to remember at all."
...
Qin Jian dialed the number on the business card.
After three beeps, the phone was picked up.
A serious Chinese greeting came.
"Hello."
is her.
Qin Jian thought to himself.
Then he said straight to the point: "Hello, I'm Qin Jian. I don't know if you still remember it. We met at the Coffee Table Piano Hall. It was Christmas."
Seeing no response on the phone, Qin Jian added: "Do you remember the Christmas trio? I play the piano."
moment.
"Of course I remember."
A burst of laughter came.
"Mr. Elk~"
"I didn't expect you still kept my business card."
"Did you call me because you had time tonight?"
Faced with teasing, Qin Jian could only cough twice to relieve the embarrassment.
"Ahem, I would like to ask you some questions about learning German."
Amy snorted and her tone became more serious: "Tell me, what do you want to know?"
Qin Jian told the other party that he wanted to enroll in a class to learn German.
"Are you going abroad? Or do you just want to master a language?" Amy continued to ask.
Qin Jian replied: "I won't go abroad for the time being. I just hope to master German in a short time. Can you help me design a learning plan?"
"How long does short term mean? Two weeks? One month? One quarter? Or half a year?"
"For two months, I can spare two to three hours a day to study."
"Okay, let's meet tomorrow."
"Okay, time and place?"
"At 10:30 in the morning, you can just come directly to the location on the business card."
"Sorry for the trouble, see you tomorrow."
"No trouble, Mr. Elk~See you tomorrow."
Before hanging up the phone, Qin Jian was teased again.
...
Early the next morning, Qin Jian climbed out of bed at half past seven.
Washed up, had breakfast, and started morning exercise at eight o'clock.
We set off from the Ink Painting Garden at ten o'clock and went directly to the location on the business card.
Cr Oufeng's office is not far from the Ink Painting Garden, in an office building near the city center, less than fifteen minutes by taxi.
After Qin Jian got off the car, he entered the office building.
Take the elevator directly to the 13th floor.
As soon as the elevator door opens, a large logo appears in front of you.
‘Cr European Style’
Under the guidance of the front desk staff, Qin Jian knocked on Amy's office.
"Hi, you're here."
"Arrived five minutes early."
Before going to work, Amy did not apply heavy makeup today. Her long blond hair was tied at the back of her neck. She looked a bit more relaxed. She looked very capable in her white professional attire.
As soon as Qin Jian sat down at his desk, Amy threw over a form: "Take a look, here are several plans I have provided for you."
"Thanks."
Qin Jian picked up the list and read it.
After a while.
"I think this is suitable for me. I need a full-time one-on-one teacher," Qin Jian pointed to the third plan, "However, can the oral class in this plan be adjusted to the elementary level?"
In the third plan, Cr provides a high-quality foreign teacher who can give video lessons around the clock.
This allows him to have more freedom in his time planning.
In addition, there are three additional oral classes per week, which can also allow him to practice his oral skills, but the oral classes in the plan are entry-level.
"You must be able to keep up with the progress of the elementary speaking class. They have been starting classes for almost a month."
Qin Jian paused and coughed: "Uh, Das... mai... chts." He stammered.
"Wow," Amy was a little surprised, "you learned it."
Qin Jian nodded sheepishly and said with a smile: "After studying a little by yourself, you know a few words."
"Well -" Amy nodded, "Then I think you can choose the junior speaking class, but -"
"You used this colloquialism in the wrong place," Amy said and stood up, "Follow me, little elk~"
"Well."
It didn't matter that he was teased, the main thing was that Qin Jian felt a little embarrassed.
Is there something wrong with saying ‘it doesn’t matter’ in that context just now?
...
...
At the front desk, Qin Jian readily crossed out 8,500 soft girl coins.
This is the discounted price Amy gave him.
Putting away his bank card, Qin Jian asked: "When can I officially start classes?"
"That's fine today." Amy nodded.
"Well, what I mean is that I want to see my German teacher and I want to communicate with him about specific issues."
Amy frowned when she heard this, then narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Can't you see me?"
"Well.."
I see.
Qin Jian stretched out his right hand and said sincerely: "Then I will trouble you for the next two months, Teacher Amy."
"Just call me Amy," Amy chuckled and shook Qin Jian's hand, "Then we can go back to the office to 'communicate' about specific issues now~"
Looking at Amy's back, Qin Jian felt uncomfortable.
"I just want to learn."
...
After discussing the relevant matters, Qin Jian took the first German class in Amy's office.
It is indeed much more effective than studying dry textbooks.
After the course, Qin Jian left Cr with some teaching materials.
In addition to the oral English classes every Monday, Thursday and Sunday morning, Qin Jian will propose private class time in the future, but you need to make an appointment with Amy one day in advance.
After solving the problem of learning German, Qin Jian then spent 3,700 yuan to register at a nearby driving school.
I received a driver’s license textbook for subject one and headed to the next stop.
library.
In addition to two books on music, he also borrowed a book called "The Origin of Renaissance Art"
Not only music was prosperous during this period.
New education, ideal cities, new philosophy and science, national literature, even architectural sculptures and paintings, etc., may all bring him some enlightenment and inspiration in music.
There is also a book called "365 Days of Home Cooking". The name sounds very ordinary, but the illustrations of the dishes in it really make Qin Jian very satisfied.
After leaving the library, Qin Jian visited a supermarket, stocked up on food, and had a meal.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when I got home.
Then I practiced piano all at once until 9:30 pm.
"carefree."
...
Night has fallen.
After practicing the piano for seven hours, Qin Jian was a little tired.
He planned to go outside to get some fresh air and relieve the fatigue caused by practicing the piano.
This kind of intense practice needs to be maintained for at least two months, plus a lot of new works, so it is necessary to adjust the state every day.
Putting on his newly bought flip-flops, Qin Jian left the community.
Arrive at the gate of Bol's campus.
The security guard at the door happily let Qin Jian go.
The evening breeze on campus carries a hint of warmth.
"It's getting hotter and hotter today."
The campus was relatively quiet at this time, and the teaching building was dark.
Not many lights on the sunny side of the piano room are on.
A soothing cello scherzo embellished the night in Bor.
"Good job."
Qin Jian stopped and was about to walk to the playground.
A succession of fast piano scales was heard mixed with the sound of the cello.