Chapter 102: 102: Can you die?

Chapter 102: 102: Can you die?

  Chapter 102 102: Can you die?

  Jiang Yi listened to everyone's words; he was sweating coldly, fighting wits and courage a lot, but he really didn't find someone to make up lessons.

  If she knew that she would be called overnight by the counselor last night, she would definitely find a chance to find a piano teacher to practice and make up, so she wouldn't be standing here now and being watched like a fool.

   "Our classmate Jiang is here? He was playing in the school's debate competition in full swing recently. I hope you haven't forgotten me as a piano teacher."

  The teacher sat on the edge of the piano, looking at Jiang Yi, with a majestic and a little murderous look on his face.

   "Let's go to class as soon as it's in class. Are you bringing your family? Or are you bringing your boyfriend?"

  Jiang Yi was startled, and quickly replied: "I don't know, I don't know him, he wants to follow me, and I don't know what to do."

   "Do you need the teacher to call the police for you?" The piano teacher said sarcastically.

  Jiang Yi touched his nose in embarrassment: "No need."

   "Then shall we start the exam?"

   "Jiang Yi, do you remember what I said last time?" the teacher asked.

  Jiang Yihan clicked: "What are you talking about?"

  She really doesn't know, and she doesn't know how much debt Jiang Yi owed in the past, so why she pays off the debt as soon as she wears it.

   "If I'm guilty, please let the law punish me instead of letting a student who doesn't practice the piano **** me off. I want to live a few more years. Can you help me?"

  Jiang Yi: .

She is really not very strong at the piano. She was forced by her mother to practice for so many years when she was a child, and she has indeed passed the tenth level. I haven't touched this thing for so many years, and I don't know how much I can do.

"I try my best."

  When she comes across something she doesn't know, she's afraid that she'll be screwed.

   "Teacher, why do you keep giving her chances? It was the same last time. We both failed the subject twice. This is Jiang Yi's fourth chance."

   Around, some students who were sitting began to yell in dissatisfaction.

  Jiang Yi glanced at the teacher, and really felt that he might hang up for the fifth time. She didn't hang up for the fourth time.

   If it didn't work, she went back and begged that **** Fu Xiting to come out and sell her face so that she could change her major.

   "Any opinion? Did I not give you water during the exam?"

  The teacher asked a rhetorical question, and the man shut up.

  Seeing that Jiang Yi was still standing still, he reached out and tapped the lacquer of the piano: "No, wait for me to invite you?"

  Jiang Yi walked to the piano slowly, reaching out to draw the serial number in the box.

  The teacher took a look, and took out the corresponding sheet music from the cover of the grand piano and gave it to her.

  Jiang Yi picked it up and looked at it, it was really elated.

   Schubert?

  She suddenly felt that she could do it.

  Jiang Yi put the score on the piano, rubbed his palms, and moved his slender fingertips on the keys.

  When the rhythm just started, the teacher who was leaning against the piano suddenly sat up straight, looking at Jiang Yi with some surprise.

   It seems that this is the song that should be there, and this is the level that Jiang Yi should have.

  Jiang Yi was emotionally jerky before, but now—full of emotion, flowing clouds and flowing water seem to be integrated with the song.

  After the song was over, Jiang Yi felt the sweat in her palms. She wiped her pants and watched the teacher start to blink her big watery eyes and start acting cute: "Teacher, are you qualified?"

   "Have you asked the teacher to make up lessons?"

  Jiang nodded without thinking.

   If she regressed, she would say that the teacher didn't teach well, and she would have an excuse.

   "Where is the teacher? What is the last name? Which school?"

  Jiang Yi: .

   "I—don't know, I heard her play this piece in the coffee shop, so I went to ask about her experience."

  The teacher looked at Jiang Yi with a look of disappointment, and said in a short voice: "It's considered qualified, but I have to come to the next class frequently."

   "Okay," Jiang Yi nodded like a pounding garlic.

  When she got off the piano, everyone looked at Jiang Yi with disbelief.

  What about the stumbling Jiang Yi from before?

   A large group of people were waiting for Jiang Yi to be at the bottom, but she went out secretly to make up lessons?

  Everyone panicked.

   panicked.

   "Jiang Yi?" Jiang Yi received a call as soon as he left the piano room. Looking at the number, it was still stored on his mobile phone.

   "We are the student department here, come here."

  Twenty minutes later, when Jiang Yi arrived at the student department, he saw a submissive boy with glasses standing in the student department.

  She walked over with some doubts.

"teacher?"

   "Are you Jiang Yi? Exactly, this is the person who just threw a flower pot for you on the roof. A classmate reported it, so we brought it here."

  Jiang Yi glanced at him, and thought about whether he knew him or not in his mind.

   "We know each other? Or, do you have a grudge against me?"

  The boy wearing glasses glanced at her, then lowered his head.

  Jiang Yi glanced at the boy. She has never tolerated such things. She looked at the security department and said, "Can I hand it over to the police?"

  The people in the security department didn't seem to expect Jiang Yi to be so straightforward, and they were taken aback: "Are you sure?"

"If it is handed over to the police, he will definitely constitute the crime of intentional injury. No matter what, he will have a criminal record. If a college student has a criminal record, he will not be able to take the civil service examination in the future, and it is not easy to find a job. You want Don't chat, if there is any misunderstanding, just talk about it."

  Jiang Yi glanced at the boy wearing glasses, and saw that his face was calm, as if he didn't care about it at all, and she didn't bother wasting time.

   "I gave him a chance, but he didn't say anything. I can't ask for the opportunity to be delivered to others, can I?"

  The people in the student department looked at the boy and seemed to think that the boy was a dead wood.

   "Think it over, you worked so hard to get into Capital University, do you want to keep your case?"

   "Are you worthy of your parents?"

  The person in the student department yelled.

  The boy raised his head slightly and looked at Jiang Yi: "Can I talk to you alone?"

  Jiang Yi was stunned, and looked at him, seemingly stunned.

Standing on the sidelines, Sihan didn't intend to participate in this matter at first, but when he heard the boy's words suddenly, out of a man's intuition, he felt a little weird: "Is there anything that can't be said here? An old man Son, the girls are chirping, what about it?"

  Jiang Yi didn't expect Sihan to speak for her now.

  Meeting his gaze gave him a reassuring look.

  She nodded: "Yes."

  When everyone heard Jiang Yi's words, they turned and left the office of the student department.

  As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Yi heard the boy's gloomy and deathly voice: "Can you die?"

  (end of this chapter)