Music Department Games

Chapter 15 015: I have a showdown

Shen Nian was busy at the door of the store, and from a distance, he saw the three roommates, Liu Yajie and Pang Xiaoxiao walking towards this side together.

When they saw a group of people gathered at the door of the store, they were all curious: How can the business in this place be so good?

Shen Nian recruited them to the store, and they saw that the store was bustling with excitement, Feng Yi first said: "This business seems to be okay."

The rest also nodded in satisfaction.

After all, this is linked to their future wages.

"Speak the truth."

Shen Nian asked them to look away, and said to them: "You guys are here. Now the teachers here are all teachers from the old shop. They have come here to help for two days. They are all specialized in this. You go to each other first. Go to various instrument classrooms, and then learn how to teach children with them."

He wasn't polite to them, anyway, they were all his own people, and he didn't have to go through the procedure of applying for the job, and he went straight to the job when he came.

However, since none of them had any actual teaching experience, they still had to study with an experienced teacher for two days. I believe that with the comprehension of an adult, it would be no problem to deal with a child after two days of learning.

Seeing that the store was crowded with people, and it was difficult for everyone to chat and joke with Shen Nian, they all nodded in agreement and went to the classrooms of their respective majors.

Shen Nian originally wanted to go to the piano classroom to learn. After all, he would have to go to work in two days, but he thought it was better to divert people first, so he continued to explain to the parents at the door with the leaflet.

Some of the parents in the hall sat on stools, and those who had no place stood directly in the hall, watching seriously the art learning promotional videos hanging on the wall in a loop. There are a lot of such videos on the Internet, but they After reading it, I still nodded and felt that the content was right.

At noon, the teachers said they would take a break for lunch, and they slowly dispersed, but there were also some parents staying in the hall, either playing with their mobile phones, or watching TV and blowing on the air conditioner.

Naturally, there is no need to drive these people away. This is a public place, so let them stay here, leaving the rest of the front desk to go to the city to eat.

Before the dishes are served, the "new teacher" and the "veteran staff" exchange teaching experience with each other, about how to teach children, talk about various skills and techniques, and so on.

Shen Jian'an and Chen Qiquan talked about some precautions for guitar teaching, then looked around at the teachers present, and suddenly asked Shen Nian: "This teacher is all here, why is there no piano teacher?"

He had given Shen Nian the matter of recruiting a teacher long ago, and the formal lessons are about to start, and the piano teacher hasn't been recruited yet?

"I'm the piano teacher."

Shen Nian sat on the bench and yawned continuously.

"you?"

Shen Jian'an looked at his son, he knew how much his son weighed.He is a student who just started to learn piano in college. He has only learned piano for a year. Now he is teaching children?Although he encouraged his son to be self-reliant and self-improving, he had to be moderate. Shen Jianan was the first to disagree with making fun of his own training class.

"No, no, hurry up and find a piano teacher. We won't be here the day after tomorrow. We can't have a piano teacher here to teach."

"I'm really a piano teacher, old Shen, aren't we saving costs?" Shen Nian still found a more realistic excuse.

Shen Jian'an couldn't help shaking his head to express his disapproval: "No way, how old are you at the piano? Just come to teach students?"

"Anyway, my piano is very good."

Shen Nian said.It is still a little embarrassing to teach students the seventh grade of piano.

"You want to teach piano?"

Feng Yi was discussing the development history of European and American drum sets with the drum set teacher on the other side of the table. After hearing what the Shen family and his son had said, he cut in and sneered at Shen Nian: "Although you may do better in the exam than me, but if you If you want to teach the piano, then I might as well teach it.”

Feng Yi knew Shen Nian's piano level, even if Shen Nian practiced piano more seriously during the piano exam and passed the exam, but in reality he knew Shen Nian's piano level.

Even though Shen Nian has now been upgraded to a small boss, as his roommate, he still makes jokes about him.

"Don't be kidding, it's hard to find a piano teacher? There are so many piano masters in our class, they are willing to help if you just give them a chance to practice." Liu Yajie also stopped, and as the class monitor, she told everyone in the class The situation is very clear.

"I have practiced the piano every day for half a month, just waiting for the opening of the training class so that I can work here."

Shen Nian felt that this matter should be explained in a serious manner, so he said to everyone: "You think, what I teach is some basics, and those children will not be able to reach my current piano level in two or three years, let alone When they are learning and improving, I am also improving."

Shen Jian'an still shook his head: "It still doesn't work, teaching is no joke."

Senior sister Pang Xiaoxiao also frowned at the side and persuaded: "Student, teaching accidents are relatively minor matters, but not being able to recruit piano students is a major problem."

The student's family has a high debt repayment wall, this kind of thing can't make the student willful.

Shen Nian raised his forehead, thinking how to tell them that I am actually a wall, and teaching children such trivial things is simply a trivial matter for me?

"Okay, I have a showdown. I have been practicing piano in private since I was in college. Now my piano is almost eighth and is about to be ninth."

Although it is actually only level seven, the difference is about one or two levels.It would be embarrassing to teach students at level [-], but level [-] or [-] should be enough.

The field was quiet, especially Shen Nian's three roommates, and Wei Zhigang's mouth stopped chewing peanuts.

Immediately they burst into laughter, and Wei Zhigang quickly covered his mouth with his hands to prevent the crushed peanuts from spraying on the table.

If they weren't sitting on stools, the three of them would be laughing so hard that they would fall over.

Pang Xiaoxiao also covered her mouth and smiled, but when she thought of the debts of the junior's family, she immediately stopped smiling: How can the junior be joking about this kind of thing?
Only Chen Miao, who doesn't understand music and can only dance, was surprised: "Wow, you are already in grade eight? No wonder you can play so well."

Shen Nian: "."

Shen Jian'an also smiled, but still felt that his son's self-esteem should not be hurt.Thinking about the need to recruit people for this position, he thought for a while and said, "Then have a good meal and play an eighth-grade piece, and first verify whether you have really reached the eighth-grade piano."

He looked at his son's surprised expression and knew that his son would almost retreat in spite of the difficulties.He said that asking him to play the eighth-grade piece is just a threshold, and if he can't play it, then he will naturally not be qualified for the piano position.

Shen Nian frowned when she heard her father's request just now, but then said: "Can you let me take a nap first before playing? I'm really too sleepy, I can't play well when I'm sleepy."

The crowd burst into laughter again.
Shen Jian'an also smiled, thinking that he could never expose his son head-on. When he woke up, he would definitely say that it didn't happen. He was very good at telling lies about his son.

So he patted his son on the shoulder: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you play tomorrow, if you can't play it, then find a piano teacher quickly, okay?"

After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled again.

Shen Nian: "."

He ignored them, took out his phone, and opened the browser.

Shen Jian'an sat close to his son, and he glanced at the search title on his son's browser: What are the eighth-grade piano pieces.

His father almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

In order not to hit his son, he hurriedly coughed, and then continued to seriously discuss the teaching practice of guitar with Chen Qiquan.

(End of this chapter)