Yang Yang and Xu Yan restored the activity room to its original state, posted a notice announcing the end of the interview session, and left one of Yang Yang's two numbers to prevent those who wanted to come for the interview from making a wasted trip.

By the time they finished all this and left the school, it was already around 3 p.m.

It took a while to go to the braised chicken restaurant to make up for the takeout money.

It was almost five o'clock when we took a taxi to Professor Qing's house.

The early winter sky in the north has already turned a little yellow in the evening.

Standing in front of Professor Qing's door, Yang Yang held a gift in his hand and Xu Yan accompanied him.

I have rang the doorbell and am waiting for the professor to open the door.

There was already the sound of someone opening the door inside the house.

Qiao Kangyong is Professor Qing's direct student. He received a lot of care from the professor when he was in college.

Lao Qiao's parents are no longer here, so it is not an exaggeration to say that Professor Qing is half of his father.

When they met for the first time, Yang Yang didn't dare to be rude.

If you don't bring something with you, it will feel unofficial.

As the door was opened, the setting sun in the afternoon fell on the floral tiles of the house. Professor Qing, who was already dazzled, appeared behind the door with a pair of gold-rimmed presbyopic eyes.

When the old man saw the young man in front of him holding a gift, his kind face immediately showed displeasure.

He didn't know Yang Yang, so he thought it was some young student from the music department who wanted to find a way to find him.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for you, Professor Qing. I'm Yang Yang, teacher Qiao's..."

Seeing that the master didn't like bringing gifts by himself, Yang Yang was halfway through explaining when he felt Xu Yan secretly tug on his clothes behind him.

The corner of her eye glanced at herself suspiciously, and Xu Yan motioned him to look inside the room with her eyes.

In Yang Yang's house, Li Yana was holding a several-month-old baby in her arms with very skillful movements. Zhu Le was sitting next to her, holding a milk bottle in her hand, and was guided by her to test the temperature of the milk.

"Professor Qing, is that your child?"

"No, you guys come in first, I thought it was someone else..."

When Yang Yang looked into the room, Professor Qing finally confirmed that Yang Yang was not a junior who came to use the back door. He accepted the gift with confidence and raised his hand to lead the two people into the room.

When they walked into the house, Zhule finally tested the temperature of the milk and helped Li Yana feed the baby.

When a child is several months old and can see things around him clearly, his big black and shiny eyes look around curiously, even when he is sucking milk in his mouth.

"Yana, please do your best and continue taking care of the children. I will take Yang Yang to see Kang Yong."

Professor Qing showed no interest in the niece he had just recognized. After giving instructions, he eagerly pulled Yang Yang upstairs.

Yang Yang had something to ask, but it was inconvenient to ask as Professor Qing was holding him back.

He could only use his eyes to signal Xu Yan to ask what was going on.

Xu Yan nodded to Yang Yang, watched Yang Yang and Professor Qing leave, and then walked towards Li Yana and Zhu Le.

Although the child in Li Yana's arms was sucking milk, it was a little absent-minded and kept looking around.

Until Xu Yan entered his field of vision, her eyes suddenly lit up.

The little hands holding Li Yana's hair stopped grabbing her, and she stopped eating milk.

With both hands, he pushed away the bottle that Zhu Le was holding, put his hand on Li Yana's arm, struggled to break free, stretched his neck and screamed at Xu Yan.

"Xu...Xu Yan, he seems to want you to hold him." Li Yana was a little surprised, but she didn't force her to hold him back, and handed the child to Xu Yan.

The child struggled so hard that Xu Yan, a former mother, was afraid that the child had fallen and had no time to say anything, so she hurriedly took over with her hands.

"The child is..."

"It belongs to Teacher Qiao and Teacher Luo Nan."

Xu Yan held the baby in her arms, and Zhu Le handed her the bottle, explained, and then sat down to one side and stared out the window in a daze.

After Zhule left Miaoshui in the morning, he was like this. Li Yana didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only talk to Xu Yan.

"Xu Yan, I heard that your boyfriend is going to the Golden Bell Cup."

"Huh? Really? It seems that Yang Yang has promised Teacher Qiao before."

Xu Yan responded to Li Yana's words and held a bottle in her hand to feed the child in her arms, but the child refused to open her mouth.

You obviously haven't eaten much, but are you full?

After trying several times but it didn't work, Xu Yan had to give up and put the bottle back on the table.

Zhule was still looking out the window in a daze, so she had no choice but to continue chatting with Li Yana.

Her husband had arranged a task for her, and she also felt that something was wrong with Zhule's condition and wanted to know the reason.

"Yana, when did you come to Professor Qing?"

"It's almost noon. Actually, it's not much earlier than your teacher Qiao. My luggage hasn't even been moved out of the school yet."

"It shouldn't be. Didn't Zhule leave the apartment very early?"

Xu Yan found the starting point of the topic and was secretly happy.

Li Yana looked at Zhu Le and hesitated for a moment. She suddenly took Xu Yan's hand.

"Follow me and talk to me in my room."

…

Yang Yang was pulled into the innermost room by Professor Qing. When he opened it, various musical instruments were displayed inside. In the room, which was about the same size as the living room, there were two bookcases with glass doors against the wall.

"Kang Yong, the student you have been talking about to me all afternoon is here." Professor Qing let go of Yang Yang and said to Qiao Kangyong with a kind smile.

Qiao Kangyong, who was looking at the books in his teacher's home, put down the book after hearing this.

Luo Nan sat aside and played with his musical instrument, then stood up as well.

The two of them walked to Yang Yang together.

"Yang Yang, I heard that you have been working on the company since you registered at the university. Have you ever put down the music?" Luo Nan, a teacher's mother, saw that Yang Yang was not pregnant at all, and smiled and touched Yang Yang's head, "Teacher, since you were pregnant, you

Teacher Qiao wouldn’t let me touch the drum set because he was afraid that the child’s eardrums would be damaged and his hands would become rusty.”

"Me too, starting a company is harder than I thought. I have a lot of things to do and I haven't touched the piano for a long time." Yang Yang replied with an embarrassed smile on his face.

In fact, he has been transformed by the system, and coupled with the props given by the system, there is no problem that he has not practiced handicrafts for too long.

But it is true that he is busy. While he is busy with studies and the company, if he has a little time left to make a choice between music and his wife, he will naturally choose his wife.

Music is his way of expressing his life, and being with his wife is his life.

He has always seen this clearly.

Yang Yang told the truth, but Qiao Kangyong didn't like it.

Taking the Golden Bell Cup together is their teacher-student agreement.

"There is still time, enough for you to pick it up."

"No, Lao Qiao, you really want to catch me on stage. I already said that playing music is just a stage in my life, and now this stage has passed."

In front of his high school teacher, Yang Yang turned into that naive high school student again, begging for mercy with a bitter look on his face.

"Since I have become your mentor at this stage, I have the final say as to when you can graduate from this stage."

Qiao Kangyong's face remained expressionless, but his eyes flashed with a threatening light.

Yang Yang had a feeling that if he didn't agree, he would be kicked out of the family.

Does society’s beatings start when you kiss your teacher?
Chapter completed!