(The agreed time in Chapter 59 is changed to 8 o'clock in the evening, it feels too late at 9 o'clock.)

Han Zichen was very depressed. He really wanted his roommates to help him see if there were any differences today. Why did his words become a pretentious person in their eyes?

Do good-looking people don’t need to dress up?

Anyone wants to show his most perfect side in front of others.

Han Zichen is no exception.

Perhaps even your own roommates are not immune to the vulgarity. In their eyes, as long as there is a good-looking skin, nothing else matters. Even if you are wearing a windbreaker that an elderly person wears on the street, in the eyes of others, you are still the unique one, or even the one who leads fashion.

Superficial ~

Too superficial!

Han Zichen expressed his disappointment with his roommate.

Without intending to hear the real evaluation from their mouths, Han Zichen took out a small mirror and looked at it. He immediately understood his roommate's reaction and expressed his understanding of their superficiality.

Whenever he sees his face through the mirror, he almost gets lost in this face.

"Forget it, just like that..."

I took a look at the time and it was already about 7:00 on Tuesday.

It was less than an hour before the two agreed on eight o'clock.

Han Zichen took about five minutes to walk to Wenjingyuan. When he reached the second floor, he could already hear the piano sounding on the third floor upstairs.

Han Zichen also has some attainments in music. At this moment, listening to the sound of the piano, he only felt it was quite wonderful, sometimes it was rapid and sometimes it was high-pitched. Is it Song Wanning playing?

Without guessing, Han Zichen is almost certain.

For example, in such a school, besides teachers, what kind of students can reach such a level? Not everyone has a flaw...

When I arrived at the third floor, the door to the music room was closed, but the curtains were open.

Through the window, Han Zichen glanced into the music room.

Among the ten students, eight of them were boys and two girls.

As a teacher, Song Wan sat on the piano seat now.

Eight boys sat closest to her, almost surrounding Song Wanning, while the two girls could not squeeze in.

It is fake for them to come to learn music, but it is true for them to see Song Wanning.

With such music teachers, their interest courses have never been missed. They are the most popular class among all interest courses.

"Sure enough, she also has the same pressure as me."

Han Zichen thought so.

In the music room.

Song Wanning played Maierdiwen's famous piano piece "Dawn". The whole song means that people who have been in the darkness are eager to break through the cage and welcome the moment of light, their emotions go from low to surging, and finally excited.

When Song Wanning shot to the end, she caught a glimpse of a figure beside the window in the corner of her eyes.

He is here.

It came one hour earlier than the agreed eight o'clock, he...is he coming to see me?

For a moment, Song Wanning's heart was filled with a little joy. If the other party really came again at 8 o'clock, it would mean that she had almost no idea about her and she thought she was not charming.

In fact, since she started class, she looked out the window from time to time. This was the fifth time she looked out the window, so she saw the person she was waiting for with joy.

Don't panic.

Stay stable.

Song Wanning, don’t forget that you are also beautiful!

After playing "Dawn" in the last two minutes, Song Wanning stood up.

In an instant, eight boys applauded violently, and the sounds were louder than the sound of a piano.

"Teacher Song, you play so well. I don't know when I will be able to have the level of yours."

"Yes, Teacher Song, you should be catching up with those masters in piano. I feel that those masters are not as good as you..."

“…”

The two girls looked like they couldn't stand it. Although they also recognized Song Wanning's level, they would not be the opponents of these dog-licking dogs when it comes to flattering.

Song Wanning listened to the rainbow farts of several people, and did not take what they said to heart. She just said, "I still have some gaps in the level of those masters. In addition, if you want to have my level like that, you need to practice more and spend a lot of time playing every day. I have been playing the piano since I was a child, and I have to spend at least two hours sitting in front of the piano every day. It was really painful at the beginning, and even had the idea of ​​giving up at one time. But under the pressure of my family, I persevered, so I am very grateful to them now."

"I will work hard!"

He said that he wanted to reach the level of Song Wanning, but it was impossible to let them stay in front of the piano for two hours. Life is so beautiful, is it necessary to waste time on the boring piano?

Our mind is not on the piano, but on you.

However, when these boys still wanted to speak, Song Wanning gently pushed the hand.

Seeing this, several boys thought Song Wanning wanted to go to the bathroom, so they hurriedly made way out.

At this time, Song Wanning waved to Han Zichen outside the window and said, "You are here, and you plan to stand outside the classroom and wait for me to finish class until eight o'clock?"

Song Wanning's tone was like a girl acting coquettishly at her boyfriend. Because of this tone, they had been in class with Song Wanning for so long, but they had never heard of it.

Song Wanning has always maintained an extremely aloof look, and has not given these boys any chance to get close to each other, and has not even added WeChat.

At the moment, Song Wanning's tone really surprised them, and then they turned their eyes to the outside of the window like cats smelling fishy smell.

In an instant, Han Zichen felt the eight real murderous auras acting on him.

Oh my god, this is a fucking urban novel!

Han Zichen's body trembled slightly, but he was not afraid at all and was full of righteousness.

If these people take action later, they will show their identity as "Qingye".

I still don’t believe that there are no fans of "Slam Dunk" among these people. If you know the truth later, you will have to be ashamed to death if you want to attack your idol.

However, after Song Wanning spoke, Han Zichen felt embarrassed to stand outside the music room.

So he pushed the door gently and entered.

"It's him!"

"Male God!"

"The handsomest handsome guy in our school!"

"Damn, if he was looking for Teacher Song, I actually think they were made of heaven and earth."
Chapter completed!