Through the words from Feng Ying's mouth, Lu Xuan showed that the "mysterious man" who was suspected of pretending to be him just left Cherbourg today.

Even if Lu Xuan is going to secretly follow Feng Ying to "mysterious man" for a while, it will be a week later.

Only by watching the changes first, the teacher's life can be said to be a challenge to oneself. Although Lu Xuan, who is not good at communicating with others, has had experience in teaching apprentices, it is one-on-one after all. If you want to be strict, you can be as strict as you want.

Lu Xuan, who has always been well-planned, can only choose this teacher experience this time. Before the car arrives at the mountain, there must be a road, and when the boat arrives at the bridge, it will naturally be straight.

Cherbourg is located in the province of Manche, Lower Normandy, northwest of France. Although it is a harbour city, it has frequent exchanges with the United Kingdom and Ireland through shipping, so it is considered prosperous.

In addition to various trading companies, this city has another feature of many schools. In addition to local French students, international students from European countries also gather here.

TL Private Aristocratic School is located in the southern part of Cherbourg with the most expensive land price. It is clearly separated from the universities everywhere in the northern suburbs. The campus of more than 40,000 square meters is only for 5,000 students.

There are teaching buildings, gymnasiums, track and field fields, comprehensive entertainment rooms, concert halls, biological experiment buildings, virtual libraries, and even mecha R&D centers. All facilities are available.

Because it was a weekend, Feng Ying's light energy bmwww.piaotian.com.com    What surprised Lu Xuan was that until Feng Ying parked the car, no one from the school came to greet her.

Feng Ying's face was obviously not right. She threw Lu Xuan in the car, got out of the car alone, and was a distance away from the car, and then used her small smartphone to make a phone call.

Lu Xuan knew that Feng Ying was not trying to let him hear the content of the phone, but Feng Ying's increasingly ugly face made Lu Xuan realize that he didn't seem to be that way to come to this school, and he was in trouble.

Feng Ying, who hung up the phone hard, walked back angrily with her high heels. She opened the car door hard. "I'm sorry, our entrustment may be suspended, but I will pay you a reward."

"What happened?" Lu Xuan has always been calm in the face of changes.

"A little accident happened, and a competitor appeared in your profession." Feng Ying, sighing, sat back on the driver's seat.

"competitor?"

"Yes, a teacher recommended a new piano teacher to the school, and he has arrived. The school proposed to let you compete. So I think we can't get this position." Feng Ying started to start the engine.

"Wait a minute, it turns out to be a competitor, just compete." Lu Xuan said lightly.

"What a joke? The other party is Westgard, who is the most hopeful of becoming a super master among young European pianists. At the age of 25, he has held personal concerts in dozens of countries. He is willing to come to TL to teach temporarily. It is said that the school is unsuccessful, but why do you compete with others?" Feng Ying smiled bitterly.

"I haven't tried it, how do you know?" Lu Xuan opened the car door and got out of the car himself.

"Forget it, I will pay the remuneration."

"Well. Since you're here, you'll try it." Lu Xuan said in a clear and powerful voice, "If the competition fails, I will leave directly and I won't ask for your penny."

"Okay." Feng Ying shook her head, "It's not a matter of money. I know that you martial arts practitioners are all proud of themselves. This competition will be held in the school's largest concert hall. Although it is a weekend, it is expected that there will be thousands of people on site. The principal who has a deep understanding of music is also here. I... I don't want others to feel that you are humiliating yourself."

"Lead the way." Lu Xuan said in a deep voice.

Feng Ying, who originally wanted to say something, nodded in Lu Xuan's irresistible tone, "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."

"I will not be the one who regrets it." Lu Xuan said meaningfully.

The road from the school parking lot to the music concert hall is not long, and it takes about ten minutes to walk, but Ying felt that the road was surprisingly short because she didn't want to see the scene where a warrior was humiliated by a world-class excellent pianist, Westgard was notoriously sharp and mean.

"Jojo, are you?" Lu Xuan opened the communication port.

"Here, is there something wrong? You won't mess up the first task, right? If you can't get the reward, don't blame me..."

"Test two things for me." Lu Xuan directly interrupted her warning.

"Say." Qiao Qiao realized the seriousness of the situation and instantly entered the state of a professional black page broker.

"One, information about pianist Westgard."

"Westgard? The youngest talented pianist in Germany?"

"It should be him."

"Do you like his piano music too? It tastes good."

"No, wait a minute, I'm going to compete with him for the position of TL private aristocratic school and piano teacher."

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"Jiao Qiao, are you there?" Lu Xuan felt the silence over there.

"In Lu Xuan, you will lose. Maybe your piano skills will not be weaker than him, but your performance sounds gorgeous at first glance, but when you recall it, you will find that the soul is not embedded enough and the charm is slightly insufficient. This is the difference between a master and a player. You can be said to be the strongest player, but compared with a real master, you lack soul. If the judge is a computer, you will win, but if it is a human, you will definitely lose in a battle with Westgard."

"Um."

"You can't win such a task. Alas, we can only say that we have no fate." Qiao Qiao sighed.

"Don't say too early." Lu Xuan said calmly, "Give me the information about Westgard first."

"Westgard is the most promising piano master among the younger pianists in the world today. However, in the hearts of piano fans, he is already a piano master. He participated in the Swiss International Youth Pianist Competition at the age of 14 and won the first place. He graduated from the Ludison Conservatory of Music in France at the age of 16 and studied under the dean of Karachi. At the age of 17, at the San Francisco Music Festival, he temporarily replaced the sick pianist Sauber, making a thunderous performance, causing a whirlwind. The public and critics unanimously praised his performance as "brilliant", "dirty", and "a rare genius in the world". He has won numerous awards of all kinds, and has held personal concerts in nearly 100 countries." Qiao Qiao quickly gave the information.

"Okay, the second thing is to check the information of the principal of the TL private aristocratic school for me."

"Zhang Jilong, forty-six years old, is an overseas Chinese, founder of TL private aristocratic school. He was born in Germany since childhood. He studied at the University of China's Ancient Literature major in Chinese Ancient Literature and Chinese History. "

"I understand." Lu Xuan nodded.

"It's useless to know these materials. How could you play the piano better than Westgard?" Jojo said sadly.
Chapter completed!