"Professor, you see, the class time is almost up. Can you let me play it alone after class?" Qiao Yang was still struggling.

He wanted to save himself and not take him so quickly.

"It's okay. This is the last class in the morning. It's okay to delay it a little." Professor Zhang looked at Qiao Yang with a kind face, "This is also to let everyone learn what the difference will be between the same main song and different chorus parts."

Professor Zhang's words made Qiao Yang unable to refuse, and he secretly looked at Yang Xiaoyu in his eyes.

Yang Xiaoyu was looking at him with anticipation on her face.

I really want to disappear now.

Qiao Yang did not expect that he had just had an unknown black history and would be revealed to the world in less than 12 hours.

Now he can only expect Xiaoyu to hear the story contained in the song.

His fingers fell on the keys again, Qiao Yang took a deep breath, eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart, and began to play the piano with his heart.

The beginning of the song is exactly the same.

This is the second time that the students in the classroom hear it, and their feelings are not as deep as the first time.

Some people have secretly started to browse their phones and talk about what to eat for lunch.

Slowly as the chorus was inserted partly, the student who was looking at the phone also raised his head.

"Well, that's the feeling that the two young and innocent people decided to be together."

Professor Zhang listened to the song with his eyes closed, as if he was afraid that his students had never been in love and did not understand the feelings inside, so he expressed the emotions contained in the song.

When Qiao Yang heard Professor Zhang was still helping to explain, he suddenly felt his scalp numb.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Qiao Yang stopped quickly.

"Professor Zhang, please forget it. For the next part, I will ask you for advice alone when you have time."

"Don't delay everyone's lunch."

"How can this work?" Professor Zhang came behind Qiao Yang and forced Qiao Yang to the piano seat. "The thing I cannot accept most in my life is that I will disappear halfway through listening to a song."

"Professor, so are we!"

Qiao Jiao didn't bother to watch the fun and took the lead and shouted.

"And we are the same."

Those girls who didn't hand in their homework also felt interesting and shouted.

"Qiao Yang, let's see if you, a transfer student, are real."

The boys shouted unwillingly.

Social death is nothing more than that.

Qiao Yang was loyal to his heart. It was best for the canteen aunt not to leave vegetables for these guys at noon, as they could starve them to death.

Yang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, but Professor Zhang said that the two young people were together, and said that they were in her heart.

Looking at Qiao Yang, his eyes were full of praying for him to finish playing this song.

"Qiao Yang, if you don't finish the game quickly, everyone will follow you and go hungry." Professor Zhang has begun to kidnap Qiao Yang with morality.

Qiao Yang really hopes that he can be like Qiao Jiao at this time, without morality.

Then he will not be kidnapped.

I was confused by playing randomly.

"Okay, I get it."

After sighing, Qiao Yang's hand finally put on the keys.

My old man once said that treating music is like treating a work of art, you must wholeheartedly.

He can't do it.

Repeat the small section of the main song before the chorus again.

The song just now played again in the classroom.

As the piano sounded happily, the students in the classroom seemed to think of the scene of being with the person they liked.

The piano sound jumped high and then sank into the melodious bass.

The bass is soft but not low, and the short-term sequential scales pop up from time to time.

"It's like a tired newlywed couple who have lived a dull life after getting married, but they are occasionally troubled by trivial matters." Professor Zhang slapped the corner of the table with his fingers, and he had already put him into his youth.

The memory of that period was a little blurred, but he still remembered the feeling of going from being unacceptable to becoming familiar with the seasoning for life.

The scale of the chorus is improved again, with a cheerful sense of rhythm.

"I have given birth to my first child. The birth of a new life is a new stage in my life for a parent." Although Professor Zhang has read the music score, when he hears it with his own ears, his sense of happiness is like he returns to the moment his child was born.

Although I was a little at a loss and became nervous when I was at a loss, the joy in my heart was like the rhythm in the song, and it was beyond words.

Yang Xiaoyu sat in the first row, and she could hear every word of Professor Zhang's words clearly, and her ears began to turn red and hot.

Her dream last night was not so detailed.

Now listening to piano music, the feeling and the scene of myself and Qiao Yang having the first child, I have never felt clearly before.

The sound of the piano continues, and the chorus part changes again.

Professor Zhang showed a surprise on his face. He didn't care about the two consecutive bisphonies behind the chorus at first.

Now, combined with the previous experience, his eyes lit up.

"I have another pair, but it's still a twin!" Professor Zhang seemed to be like a grandfather seeing his grandson at this time. "Okay, both children are not enough, and the three children will not be lonely in the future."

The last piano sound ended quietly after three consecutive cycles.

"It's over? I want to hear what else."

"Then you go and have three children for him, and they won't play it to you every day."

"I think it depends on whether he wants it or not."

The girls in the back row were embarrassed to chat, but Qiao Yang seemed to be on a piano chair.

Behind him is Yang Xiaoyu. It would be strange if she didn't misunderstand it after Professor Zhang explained it like this.

"Qiao Yang, your second piece of music score is very good. If you have any questions about composition in the future, come to the office here to find me."

Professor Zhang was very satisfied with Qiao Yang and did not forget to take away his score before leaving.

This is the homework that I have to hand in, so Qiao Yang has no reason to stop it.

"Now after class, we will use these two music scores of Qiao Yang in the next class to talk about the ways and changes of emotional substitution in the composition of music scores."

Professor Zhang sorted out the lecture notes and the scores handed over by the students.

"Qiao Yang, you can go to find the people in your dormitory. They must thank you very much."

"No need, professor, my legs are a little numb and I want to sit for a while."

Qiao Yang turned his head and smiled at Professor Zhang, not daring to look at Yang Xiaoyu's direction at all.

"Then I'll leave first." Professor Zhang also smiled and turned around and left.

"You are my brother's roommates. He helped you, but you can't show any signs... Let's go, I'll invite me to Canteen Six for barbecue rice. I'll accept your gratitude for him."

Before Qiao Yang turned around, he heard Qiao Jiao use his name to benefit again.

If they were leaving, he and Yang Xiaoyu would be left in the classroom.

"Qiao Yang, is the song I just wrote about me and you?"

As for whatever you want, Yang Xiaoyu had already left her roommate and walked behind Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang gritted his teeth, made up his heart, and stomped his feet.

"Ignore that stupid person, Zhao Huo, I'll go with you."
Chapter completed!