The music teacher also said to Qingyan: "Hurry up, we have limited time to class."

"Okay..." Qingyan could only nod to the music teacher.

An Yumeng is waiting to see a good show, and Qingyan is probably going to be embarrassed in front of the whole class now.

Qingyan's fingers fell on the piano keys. When the first sounded, her eyes always fell on the music score. The notes flowed out like flowing water, without any bumps.

When the music teacher saw Qingyan only staring at the music score, a stunning look suddenly appeared on her face.

She didn't expect that a high school student could actually be able to play blindly!

Qingyan was not familiar with the score of the song she wanted to play, but she was very familiar with the piano. She didn't have to look at the piano, she just looked up at the score, and played the song without any syllable.

For a moment, the music teacher forgot to listen to the students singing.

"Qingyan, you played very well. Which level did you get to get in the piano?" the music teacher asked her.

It was the piano grading exam again, Qingyan was very confused. Could it be that judging how the piano was played in the outside world depends on the exam level?

"Teacher, I haven't passed the exam." Qingyan replied.

The music teacher said to Qingyan with admiration: "Qingyan, if you go to the level 10 of the piano, you will definitely pass!"

"Thank you, teacher."

After Qingyan accompanied other classmates, she returned to her seat.

"Qingyan, you lied to me." An Yumeng said unhappily.

Qingyan opened her eyes wide in confusion and looked at An Yumeng.

"You play the piano so well, why are you hiding your clumsiness? Do you know that you are so hypocritical?"

Is this called hypocrisy?

Qingyan doesn't quite understand An Yumeng's meaning. Her pianist was a world-renowned piano master. Qingyan only studied for three years, and she learned it intermittently. After all, the piano master was busy with performances and creations, so it was already very difficult for her to take a few days to teach Qingyan from the Zhan family.

For Qingyan, she really felt that she had just learned a little bit of fur.

"Then I told you that I only learned a little piano. Why did you tell the teacher without my consent and let me go up and play?" Qingyan asked An Yumeng in a low voice.

An Yumeng saw that Qingyan always spoke in a quiet voice and thought she was a bully, but she was stopped by Qingyan.

"Your behavior is called impolite." Qingyan said to An Yumeng.

"I'm rude than you are hypocritical!

The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Before the music teacher could finish class, An Yumeng kicked the table in front of him and got up and walked out of the music classroom.

Qingyan didn't understand why An Yumeng was so angry. She didn't think she was wrong.

Moreover, some of An Yumeng's behaviors always give Qingyan a uncomfortable feeling.

Qingyan thinks that in the future, we should contact An Yumeng less.

Qingyan left the music classroom alone. When she passed by the shade of the tree, she suddenly felt a bad feeling. Qingyan stopped and turned around, and two black shadows rushed towards her.

"Um!" The music textbook in Qingyan's hand fell to the ground. Before she could make a sound, a tall girl covered her mouth, and the other girl held Qingyan's hands.

The two girls worked together to drag Qingyan into the woods...
Chapter completed!