let you be arrogant again

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Seeing Chi Qing's lips turn red slowly, Xu Zhi secretly felt a little proud. It seems that she doesn't know how to eat spicy food, so it's a little bit of revenge for the previous incident of adding spicy food to the food.

Although it is very spicy, but the more you eat it, the more flavorful it becomes. Teacher He took out a cigarette and a lighter and let the two of them eat slowly.

So the bowl of stinky tofu was like this, Xu Zhi took a bite, Chi Qing took a bite and slowly divided it.

After eating, both of them felt a little overwhelmed, and shared another bottle of water.

Xu Zhi looked at Chi Qing's appearance, his small nose was red, and his thin lips, which he always liked to purse, were now also red and slightly swollen, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and two braids...

I really want to take pictures.

"It's so spicy." Chi Qing fanned his lips and looked at Xu Zhi in a blink of an eye.

The two were sitting close to each other, but when Chi Qing lowered his head and Xu Zhi raised his face, he felt a bit of eye-to-eye and lip-to-lip subtlety, and they were all confused.

You look at me, I look at you, Chi Qing turned his head first: "It stinks..."

Hey, can you make it clear! Xu Zhi is also very embarrassed. Even the body fragrance that came with it failed to remove the rotten smell that surrounded the two of them.

Xu Zhi opened the door of the piano room to let some air in, and at the same time cleaned up the garbage in the room. When Teacher He came in, he actually inhaled seriously: "Scent."

Xu Zhi & Chi Qing: "...."

Sit down to start the class formally. Considering that Chi Qing has never learned any musical instruments, Mr. He first taught a few basic gestures and rhythm points.

"After a while, she does the basic exercises, and you play the drums to her rhythm."

Chi Qing was obviously stunned and stunned, and his fingers were stiff when he beat the drums, but Teacher He nodded vigorously no matter what she said and what she listened to.

After explaining the basic fingerings and scores that Xu Zhi wanted to practice, Teacher He patted his ass: "Practice for half an hour, and I'll come back to check."

Xu Zhi was a little confused: "Aren't you watching?"

"You have the foundation, now it's just practice, what to watch, supervise her to play the drums according to your rhythm, you can easily hear where she is wrong, and you are familiar with each other, and you can learn quickly." Teacher He left...

So there were only two students holding back their hands and feet in the piano room, so Xu Zhi had no choice but to bite the bullet and pluck the strings slowly, while instructing Chi Qing to keep up with him.

"Wrong." She bit the bullet and interrupted Chi Qing, who was beating drums like a kindergarten kid clapping a small ball.

"Listen to the sound of my plucked strings. I'll play it twice, and you should clap it once." Xu Zhi slowed down the speed a little more.

Chi Qing kept looking at Xu Zhi's hand, and when he saw that hand plucked the strings, he knocked wildly.

Xu Zhi: "...."

This student is really good...

"Boss Chi..." Xu Zhi once again interrupted Chi Qing's rhythm with a headache. It was hard to believe that this person was her top word, who ordered her to do this and that every day, and was worth nine zeros.

Xu Zhi put down the guitar, walked around behind Chi Qing, and held her hands: "Don't worry, count the beat."

I'm also half-baked, Xu Zhi secretly scolded Qi Le for some kind of teacher, and thought of the simplest way for Chi Qing: "Just count 1234, 1234, count and hit."

Chi Qing's sense of rhythm is completely zero, and the coordination between left and right hands is also very average. Xu Zhi turned to face her: "Slow down, come again."

It took a long time before he made some progress, Xu Zhi was a little curious: "Didn't you learn musical instruments when you were young?"

Don't rich people always try to learn this and that.

Chi Qing shook his hand, apparently in pain: "No."

No wonder.

Xu Zhi persuaded again: "This kind of thing still has a little talent, you may be more suitable for painting."

Chi Qing squinted at Xu Zhi, then lowered his head and patted the drum in a muffled voice.

Angry? Xu Zhi picked up the guitar helplessly: "Listen to my strings, and start over."

Taking a peek at Chi Qing's two braids that swayed back and forth slightly with the beat of the drum, Xu Zhi found that she was really obedient when she was learning.

Teacher He came back half an hour after the meeting, and sat down generously, holding a can of refreshing drink in his hand: "Listen to the two bars just now."

As soon as the drum sounded, Teacher He frowned a little: "You are wrong, it's too fast."

Chi Qing's face was not very good, but he never spoke, watching Teacher He demonstrate.

Seeing her boss being talked about by a sloppy drunk teacher, Xu Zhi also felt a little sorry, she wanted Teacher He to be gentle, so she said: "Boss Chi, she didn't have much contact with music before, and she's not a little girl. It will be a little slow to get up."

Teacher He sat back on his stool, pulled the peaked cap on his head, glanced at Xu Zhi, and then at Chi Qing with a complicated expression on his hands on the drum: "Is she your boss?"

"Um……."

Teacher He was still belching a little: "In front of art, you are just ordinary students, so don't call me Zong Zong Zong in this room from now on."

Flipping through the student card hanging on the room, Teacher He stared at He Qing's page for a while, hung the student board back, patted his thigh, and said to Xu Zhi like a boss: "Her name is Chi Qing, you From now on, you can just call her Chi Qing, and you, just call her Xu Zhi."

Uncle, do you have a hatred for the rich?Xu Zhi said awkwardly: "Okay, Mr. He, let's continue with the class."

Probably because of what he said, Chi Qing's tempo was much slower behind him. Although it was still a little wrong, there were three or four beats that were correct.

The class lasted for two hours because of Xu Zhi's advanced requirements. When the get out of class was over, Xu Zhi saw Chi Qing flicking her wrist again, and she felt somewhat embarrassed.

Originally, for entry-level students like Chi Qing, a 45-minute class is usually enough for a class, and this is all because she followed her and enrolled in Teacher He's class.

Xu Zhi glanced at the drum: "Do you want to carry it back? Or stay here..."

"Bring back."

"You can also put it in my house." Xu Zhiduo said a few words, and there was a feeling of regret biting the root of his tongue after speaking.

Chi Qing was also a little surprised, but she still said, "No need, I'll take it back."

Eh, I took the initiative to show my favor, but I was rejected?

After leaving the door of the piano shop, it was already dark, Xu Zhi pretended to be relaxed and asked: "How do you feel today? Are you interested? But that Teacher He is really annoying, you can also consider changing to another teacher."

"It's okay." Chi Qing's voice was still a little gloomy.

The hands of the two naturally touched again, but compared to before, Xu Zhi could feel that Chi Qing's hand was slightly swollen, probably because of too much force.

She grabbed Chi Qing's hand, looked at it, and it was still a little red: "Does it hurt?"

Chi Qing stopped, looked at his palm, then stared at Xu Zhi, nodded his head slightly, and shook his two braids: "It hurts."

How silly... Xu Zhi squeezed it, and took Chi Qing to the nearby convenience store to buy two popsicles.

"Hold this in your hand, it will be more comfortable."

Xu Zhi took off the packaging bags of the popsicles and stuffed them in Chi Qing's left and right hands respectively, letting her hold them.

One pink, one green.

Xu Zhi walked a few steps away, picked up his phone and took a photo of Chi Qing who was still in a daze.

Chi Qing in the autumn wind: "...."

In the photo, Chi Qing has two braids, holds a popsicle in each of his left and right hands, and lowers his head as if thinking about something.

Xu Zhi walked back, as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Chi, how about returning the recording in your mobile phone to me?"