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Chapter 108 The Origin of Rumors.

"I feel like you're lying to me." Xu Yan stared at Yang Yang's face seriously, trying to judge whether Yang Yang was lying based on her seven years of experience with her husband.

But in fact, Seo Yeon doesn’t have to guess at all.

"Well, I'm just lying to you." Yang Yang nodded calmly.

"You!" Xu Yan was so angry that she looked left and right and saw nothing.

Finally, he turned his attention to Yang Yang's tree, immediately reached out and grabbed the book, and was ready to hit someone.

But I grabbed the book and no one hit it.

Yang Yang suddenly stepped forward and hugged her, held her head, and took a bite of her forehead.

Xu Yan was so caught off guard that her body froze.

Ignore the conversation just now, it's like she took the initiative to help Yang Yang get the book, and then Yang Yang rewarded her

Although this is not the case.

When Xu Yan raised her head again, she saw Yang Yang running into the recording studio, leaving only the thick and heavy book in her hand.

"What the hell!" Xu Yan threw the book on the ground and made a dull voice.

Xu Yan angrily planned to go to Yang Yang to settle the score, but before walking a few steps, she stopped and looked at the book behind her.

Such a set of piano music teaching materials is not cheap, and it would be a pity if it were lost.

"Hey, I was tricked." Xu Yan muttered and picked up the book.

Forget it, just take it with you, maybe keep it to hit your husband.



After Yang Yang ran to the recording studio, he found that the glass that was supposed to be soundproof was covered with a layer of black cloth.

"What's going on?" Yang Yang walked to a group of people and found that Qiao Kangyong was not there, Qianchao and the others were outside.

When Qian Chao saw Yang Yang, he immediately pulled him over and asked in a low voice: "Tell me secretly what is the relationship between Nan Xi and your teacher. He is just a piece of wood and never says a word."

Nan Xi? Luo Nan also used a pseudonym? Yang Yang somewhat understood her intention for suddenly appearing.

When Qian Chao came up and asked about the relationship, coupled with the black cloth, Yang Yang immediately thought of some exciting scenes.

"Teacher is in the recording studio? What are they doing in there?" Yang Yang looked towards the recording studio suspiciously.

Even if the sound insulation effect of the recording studio is good, but...

"Are you sure you don't need to turn off the instrument first?" Yang Yang saw that there were other people in the listening room, and felt that he needed to protect the privacy of his teacher and future teacher's wife.

Although I don’t know why Teacher Qiao suddenly became such a person, it is not incomprehensible. Maybe he has been depressed for a long time and suddenly became interested.

"Um...is it necessary? Are you afraid that Lao Qiao will hear it?" Qian Chao walked to the mixing console and turned off all the call monitoring equipment without any hesitation.

"Okay, now you can say it." Qian Chao looked like he couldn't wait.

Yang Yang looked at the recording studio covered with black cloth and thought to himself.

Teacher, the students can only try their best to delay the time for you. You can start and end it.

"This matter started seven years ago..." Yang Yang began to use his ability to write novels and tell Qian Chao a love story that was very real at the beginning and very Mary Sue in the middle.

The students at the music school who had not yet left were just curious at first, but as Yang Yang told the story, they suddenly became fascinated and came closer.

A few minutes passed without realizing it while Yang Yang was talking. While Qian Chao and the others were listening fascinated, the small door of the recording studio opened.

Qiao Kangyong, who had already asked Luo Nan to play the drum once, heard the movement in the listening room for a long time and walked out.

He walked over and patted Qian Chao on the shoulder.

"Hey, if you want to listen, please stand aside. I just said that Lao Qiao and his students secretly held hands on campus." Qian Chao waved his hand impatiently.

He didn't feel much when listening to other people's stories. He didn't know why but it was very interesting to hear the stories about his former captain and students.

Qiao Kangyong was stunned, stood aside and listened.

"My teacher was already a mature teacher at that time. Of course he knew not to have feelings for his students. Of course he held hands to comfort the female student who was dumped by her boyfriend and told her to put her studies first. But female students don't do that.

Think about it..." Yang Yang became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

Generally speaking, it means that you are talking about yourself to the top. In the terminology of novels, it means that you are gradually getting better.

At this time, Yang Yang felt like he was possessed by Mary Sue, who was giving him a chair and a cup of tea, and he could continue talking for an hour.

Until he saw Qiao Kangyong standing behind the crowd and Luo Nan walking out afterwards.

"Ahem, after saying so much, do you understand what I mean?" Yang Yang quickly stopped his story, Qian Chao and others looked at him with confusion.

This story is only halfway through. In addition to understanding that Qiao Kangyong has feelings for his students, what should they understand?

"The stories I told you earlier are all false...Teacher, you are out, are you done?" Yang Yang spread his hands and walked to Qiao Kangyong's side before Qian Chao could react.

"End...Qian Chao, when are you going to turn off the instrument?" Qiao Kangyong looked at the mixer and saw that even the power indicator light was dim, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"It was turned off just now. Please adjust Nan Xi's mentality." Qian Chao glanced at Luo Nan ambiguously. Even if Yang Yang added the last sentence, the heroine of the story is Luo Nan.

Yang Yang didn't talk about what happened next, but Qian Chao made up a lot of things in his own head.

Rebellion? Car accident? Amnesia abortion? Studying abroad? Just thinking about it makes me feel so excited.

"Restart it, the drum music just now was not recorded." Qiao Kangyong said and asked Luo Nan to go back to the recording studio with his eyes.

However, after Luo Nan heard the story just now, he was looked at with strange eyes by others. Although he kept a cold expression on the surface, he still stumbled accidentally when he entered the recording studio door.

Qiao Kang shook his head in relief and was ready to follow Yang Yang in again. When he passed by Yang Yang, he grabbed the book held by Xu Yan and hit Yang Yang on the head accurately:

"Use the time you spend telling stories to practice the piano well. When you get on stage in a few years, I'll let you play and sing."

Yang Yang nodded a little aggrievedly, and as he remembered the sound of drums in the recording studio, he pulled Qian Qian and asked: "What on earth was the teacher doing in there just now?"

"Didn't I just say that? Nan Xi was a little nervous outside of the performance. Lao Qiao went over to help her adjust her mentality." Qian Chao started to be unserious as he spoke: "But it may not be because the first few students were nervous and asked to hang up in black.

Bu, that's what makes her 'nervous', hehe."

Yang Yang rolled his eyes and realized that he had completely misunderstood.

"You guys play, I'll practice the piano, just call me when the teacher leaves."

After speaking, Yang Yang left the recording studio, and Xu Yan hurriedly followed.

She was just listening to the story and forgot to hit someone.

At this time, Luo Nan made a certain decision because of Yang Yang's fabricated story.

When Qiao Kangyong stood next to her and watched her play, he was surprised to find that Luo Nan's performance was even better than before.

If Luo Nan's drumming could only be said to be standard before, the drumming now seems to have been infused with soul, full of confidence and courage.
Chapter completed!
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