Chapter 110

The headmaster opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, Mr. Yang interrupted him forcefully. "One said that the boy who played the violin was ok, up to the upper middle level, but his professionalism was still poor. He couldn't compare with my disciples. And the girl who plays the piano is playing something... "

"Cough --" the headmaster did not check for a moment. He was choked by saliva. He looked at the other side of Mr. Yang, like a peacemaker. "Mr. Yang, you can't say that..."

"I'm telling the truth." Yang turned his head angrily, thanks to the headmaster who had played his school's students' musical talent so well before. He sacrificed his precious time to come to Yanzhong to pick good ones. Unexpectedly, it was like this. It would be better to go to No.2 Middle School first.

The headmaster didn't know what to say for a moment, so he thought it had been exposed. But Mr. Yang suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Xinyi, who was standing beside him for a while, trying to please him, but now her face turned white, "Oh? Who's your child? Did you play? "

Jiang Xinyi is very good at dealing with these interpersonal relationships. In order to make Sheng Yue a close disciple of Mr. Yang and further win honor for the Sheng family, she has come here for a long time. Standing beside Mr. Yang, she talks all the time. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang belittles Sheng Yue's performance to nothing.

In the face of Yang's question, Jiang Xinyi is in a dilemma. It's obviously impossible to lie. She can only whisper, "that's the girl who plays the piano on stage."

At the same time, his face pricked with pain.

"Oh." Yang Lao didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he said seriously, "if you really want her to go professional, you have to use your mind."

"Yes, you are." Jiang Xinyi reluctantly smile, can only agree.

The next few programs are not good enough. Mr. Yang has a headache. He can't watch them and wants to leave. This makes many students who haven't performed feel a little disappointed. Is their luck so bad?

Old man Yang had already come to the door, when he heard a burst of laughter from the students.

Looking back with a frown, Yang saw a girl in a white skirt standing quietly on the stage, far away. At first glance, he could not see clearly, but the outline was a kind of hazy and dreamy beauty.

As soon as Fang duo saw Yang Yang on the stage, he clapped like a seal, "OK! Good... "

Her voice was heard throughout the auditorium, fearless and loud.

The other class laughed to death when they saw her like that.

"Fang Duo is a face watcher. Sheng Yang hasn't performed yet."

"But there is a saying that this face is really good-looking."

"Ha ha, what does she do with a special triangle iron for primary school students? Do you think we should just look at her face for this kind of performance? "

Kang Weizhen and Sheng you also noticed the girl who cheered her daughter most. Standing in the crowd, their eyes seemed to have light and their eyes were blazing.

Kang Weizhen, a Chief CEO with a paralyzed face, became very emotional when she met her daughter. "It's so good that her daughter has good friends."

"Yes." Sheng you also holds her tightly in his arms. They want to cry with joy.

Mr. Yang heard that someone actually said that the other party was holding the "triangle iron". With a hook at the corner of his mouth, he immediately withdrew to the door.

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