How can this sense of existence be ignored?

So the two were silent at the same time.

Chen Hou finally had the opportunity to speak. This put down the loudspeaker in his hand and lowered his voice: "I said you two, can you calm down? This is a class, not shopping."

Cai Wenying’s beautiful cheeks were dull, and his eyes narrowed.

Although her temper is not good, she will never be as ruined as it is today.

Blame this stinky boy.

Chu Yan did not look at her, and did not make a sound. She sat on the floor only leisurely and asked Chen Hou: "Since I have no talent in vocal music, it is better to cancel this lesson.

Chen Hou immediately shook his head: "That can't be done. Which artist can't have a few unique skills? You can't wait for this temporary study. It's the easiest to sing. If you learn, you can participate in commercial performances wherever you go." ”

Yes, Chen Hou thought of the commercial performance.

If Chu Yu does not, he will only act. Then how can he accept the business to make money?

Can't you play a one-man show on the stage for everyone to watch?

Unique? When Chu Chu thought of something, he was busy asking: "Is it fun to play the flute?"

Cai Wenying looked surprised: "You will play the flute? Really fake?"

In the face of Cai Wenying's questioning, Chu Yu did not even close her eyebrows, only when she farted.

"It will be a little, do you want to hear it?" He waited for Chen.

Chen Hou quickly nodded: "I am going to buy a flute."

Cai Wenying was busy: "You don't have to buy it, I have it here." She brought a box with a variety of instruments.

In order to test the students' ability.

She turned out a wooden flute inside and handed it to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu took it, looked at his eyes carefully, and then sniffed under the nose and shook his head. He shook his head and said, "What bad wood is used."

Cai Wenying is very good at musical instruments. These instruments brought by today are not without her. Naturally, it also includes the wooden flute in the hands of Chu.

At this time, Chu said that the flute is not good, isn't that playing her face? It hurts a lot.

"If you say bad, it's not good? If you have a body, you can blow it and see what kind of tricks you can blow."

Chu Yu is also nonsense, lifted the sleeves and wiped the flute carefully, and put it on the lips and tried to blow two sounds. The tone is still very beautiful, and he will not speak much.

I took a flute and found a seat to sit down. When I closed my eyes and thought of a scene, I began to blow up.

The tone is a random tone, and the tone is to follow suit.

It was such a song that was casually made, and I heard the crying of Cai Wenying, a person who understands music.

In this song of Chu Yu, there is a feeling of a person’s thoughts for another person, which is really touching and very touching.

The flute sounds melodious, resounding, and lingering infinite thoughts and thoughts.

A song fell, the flute echoed indoors, except for the breathing of the three people, there was no other sound.

At this time, Cai Wenying looked at Chu Yu’s eyes and changed.

This is the best flute she has ever heard. Without the astounding skills, it was so flat that a song was blown out, but people listened to tears.

"What song is this? Who wrote it?" Cai Wenying asked.

Chu Yan shrugged: "No one wrote, just blow."

boast?

boast? ? Can you blow so well? ? ?

She feels that her Ph.D. at the Central Conservatory of Music is a white reading.

She can't write this kind of song.

"Can you write me a song for me?" Cai Wenying asked.

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