After the meal, Jun Qing took everyone to the piano practice room as usual.

Everyone put their coats and backpacks in the corner, but no one noticed that there was a thin men's denim shirt hanging on the hanger.

"Okay, we have already practiced the basic vocal part almost the same. Today we will practice targetedly. Let's take a look at your practice results these days?" Jun Qing sat in front of the piano, "Who will come first?"

"Am I?"

He Siyun took the initiative to walk forward, Jun Qing used the piano to help her set a tune, and the girl sang it very seriously.

Everyone didn't have a rest, they listened carefully to learn from their strengths and weaknesses.

"It's very good. When you breathe, your chest diaphragm is still a little nervous. You must relax your upper body. Think about the breathing you feel particularly relaxed when you sleep..."

Jun Qing explained and took the initiative to demonstrate.

He even stood in front of He Siyun, pulled her palm and placed it on her waist, allowing her to feel the changes in her abdominal muscles.

No one noticed that the door of the piano practice room was slowly pushed open.

Leng Mo came back this time and it turned out to be here to get the forgotten coat.

He gently pushed open the door and heard Jun Qing's voice inside, he hesitantly stopped.

Knowing that they were practicing here, Leng Mo turned around and was about to leave. When he heard Jun Qing's voice pointing to He Siyun, he stopped unconsciously.

Because he had not received professional singing training, he could not sing well in the high pitch area. He Siyun's problem happened to be his problem. He heard Jun Qing's professional and concise explanation, and he seemed to understand it all at once.

Standing by the door and listening to her explanation through the crack of the door, Leng Mo was unknowingly immersed.

After Jun Qing's guidance, He Siyun made obvious progress when she tried to sing again.

"Very good!" Jun chuckled and patted He Siyun on the shoulder, "This is what I want, I imagine that there is a candle in front of you, blowing the flames in a crooked manner, but not blowing them out..."

Turning around and heading towards the piano, she noticed the door that was being pulled open, and she looked slightly sideways.

Feeling Jun Qing's gaze, Leng Mo quickly pulled the door tight and stood stiffly.

Jun Qing guessed it was him, and just pretended that he didn't see it.

"Okay, that's all for today's class. I'll go back to the dormitory to rest for a while. See you in the auditorium tonight!"

Everyone quickly packed up their things, and Jun Qing took the lead with his bag and took everyone downstairs.

Sure enough, I saw that there was a familiar blue sports car in the parking space not far downstairs.

She curled her lips and smiled, and took everyone away.

In the bathroom upstairs, watching everyone walking away from a distance, Leng Mo returned to the piano room, took his coat from the clothes hanger, and went downstairs to the driver's seat of the car.

Holding the steering wheel in his hand, he took out the "Music Drama Club Member Information Table" from the passenger seat sideways.

The boy looked at the table in his hand and frowned.

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...

On a normal Friday, students living in this city will leave school early.

This Friday is destined to be an exception to the Conservatory of Music.

Since Tianjun Qing went to the auditorium and put a "war letter" on Cheng Qianxue, the street dance club has posted the news of this dance fight to the school forum and fully publicized it.

From being sprayed with musical theater clubs to dancing with the presidents of the two clubs...

This incident has become the most popular gossip event in the School of Music this semester.

Compared with the performance of the street dance club, this "dance fighting" is obviously more attractive.
Chapter completed!