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DAY 119 EXERCISES

Yu Le's teaching is much more difficult than Ai Fei's thinking. It's not because he doesn't start, nor because the only two students don't study hard, but because the other students are full of disdain for such a so-called chorus composed of one or two small groups.

Especially Zhongyue Zhishan and Duan Ronghai have a good relationship with their classmates due to some past reasons. Their music learning was ridiculed and ridiculed by everyone: "They really think they can become singers who officially perform on stage!"

""Just relying on that guy Zhongyue, I'm afraid he can't even stand firm when he goes on stage? A gust of wind blows down! Haha!"

Ai Fei was also helpless about such ridicule. As a teacher, he could teach them knowledge as an educator, but in life, he asked himself that he had no right or ability to give guidance on children's lives. He could only give two young people silent comfort while practicing music.

However, Zhongyue Zhishan and Duan Ronghai were so cruel that they were holding their breath. They must make some achievements in the performance where only two good friends participated, and show them to those including Takao Migu, Oak, and Hiroshi Hiroshi! This also made the two young people full of motivation and leaks when practicing. Even when Ai Fei felt extremely boring to practice, they also maintained their usual interest as much as possible.

"…Heart is a bit hard, the team is scared to the north."

"Please note that this song is pronounced in English. For many viewers and listeners, it is very important to be able to understand. If someone does not understand English at all, just let them enjoy the music and your singing. For those who understand English, it is very important to hear your pronunciation clearly. Therefore, when singing the curtain, you should pay attention to the clarity and clarity of pronunciation. There must be no sloppy! Let's do it again."

“Bibibi,”

"This time it's much better." Ai Fei nodded: "Duanjun, you sang in Zhongyuejun.

"When you drink, you can add harmony and come in. Now, we use the piano to bring it over, and you have to master the interlude of the middle skin."

Sitting beside the piano. He lifted up the cover of the piano, revealing the milky white and dark black keys, and gently stroked his fingers. A series of melodious piano music has been heard: "Let Hongru "Bi Sui Fang Gui Bi Ren" Bei by Beishan is Bi Si Rentian, called Xin Ha Jia!" The new address of this site has been changed to: Please log in to Yuan

"" While playing the keys, Ai Fei looked at the two children. I don't know if it was because this was the first time I was a guest and singing at the teacher's home. Both of them had no place to sit. It was fine when singing. During the interlude, the eyes of the two people were floating around, and they were nervous and panicked, which made him feel very shocked and helpless. He left the keys with both hands and turned his body: "Don't be nervous, do you know? Whether at the teacher's home or in a formal performance, as a public performance, your abilities and courage are worthy of praise and envy of those who sit down and appreciate. Never be nervous because of the audience that may appear.

"Uh" Yes, sir, we get it.

"Second, during the singing process, don't stand there firmly and still. The body can move with the rhythm of the music, such as waist, butt, arms, and head. In short, you should give the audience an impression that you enjoy the pleasure brought by this music. Believe me, when they see you intoxicated, they will also think that boring ridicule and ridicule are meaningless. Let's do it again!"

"Hi kawai!"

The night seemed to suddenly fall above the manor, with servants coming in and out, but the three people in the piano room did not pay any attention. Sometimes the function of music can play is that they can't imagine that the door of the room is knocking heavily outside, and they stopped: "Who? Come in!"

"We!" As the door opened, Jingzi walked into the piano room with a little baby in his arms, holding each other's arms: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Master's wife!" The two children immediately bowed and bowed: "Good evening!"

"Good evening." After some dressing up, Jingzi looked more feminine. She smiled and handed a baby in her arms to her husband. She walked to the front of the piano: "Why, I'm just concerned with teaching the children. Don't even care if they are hungry?"

Ai Feibiao. It was already past 7 o'clock: "Oh no, why did you get it so late today? Zhongyuejun, Duanjun, let's have a meal here, and I'll take you back."

"No, no, no, no. No, no, teacher, teacher's wife. Thank you for your hospitality."

"Okay! After practicing for a whole afternoon, I must be hungry. Let's eat here."

"Then" will bother you and your teacher's wife."

Following the teacher and his wife, several people walked into the restaurant. There was a large round table in the middle. A huge hot pot was placed on the snow-white tablecloth. The charcoal fire inside was burning. The water in the hot pot had rolled away, and the water was turning over, making a slight sound.

Zhongyue Zhishan and Duan Ronghai felt a little strange: In such a hot season, you don’t have to sit at the dining table. Just looking at the scene in front of you makes people feel sweaty all over. How can you eat this?

I saw someone coming in. A man standing by the dining table waved his hand. A servant in a black suit pulled the seat for them and asked everyone to sit down: "Don't like Yi is very hot, you will know after you taste it. It's a very comfortable thing to sweat heavily." As if seeing the children's doubts, Ai Fei explained with a smile.

"Hey! Then we're not polite."

The hot pot is rich in materials, completely different from the kind that Japanese people pay special attention to in their diet.

On the contrary, meat, seafood, shrimp, and mai are all seasonal and slack, including spinach, lotus, konjac and tofu, and the amount of preparation is extremely large. Although I don’t know what the teacher and the teacher’s wife eat, the two young people could guess: they will definitely not finish eating such a meal! Are there any other guests who will come together?

"Don't worry, eat." Jingzi explained to them with a smile: "A fact that you don't know is that your teacher seems to be afraid that others will not be full. He will prepare a lot of meals every day."

"Wait?" The two children looked at each other, and both lowered their heads and smiled slightly: "Hi towel! It can be seen from the teacher preparing breakfast and dinner for us at school. In fact, the daily meals will be cut by this site. The address has been changed to: Xiaolianhaopeng, please log in to Yuan.

"This is actually very normal. You can't let the children and I go to work every day when they are hungry, right?" Ai Fei picked up a few slices of lettuce and put them in the hot pot. He just took a look and then picked it out: "Hurry up and start. You are not a baby as young as my daughter and son, do you want me to feed you?"

"Then, we'll start!"

After dinner, the two children stood up and said goodbye. Ai Fei looked at the time and it was hard to keep them anymore. He drove them out: "Are you full of dinner? But after going home, you don't know after your mother's questioning, you didn't even have enough dinner at the teacher's house!"

Thank you, sir. Sincerely, thank you.”

"Why, are you thanking me like this for a dinner?"

"No" Zhongyue Zhishan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head, and his shiny black eyes shone in the carriage. Although the place was a little narrow, the young man still lowered his head deeply: "For everything you have done for us all the time!"

Ai Fei smiled evilly: "Well, I think you never take this kind of love to heart

"Haha, how can it be?" Even Duan Ronghai, who was sitting behind, smiled: "It's just that we are not used to expressing this to you. In fact, this is the only place where we have the same mind as the guy who has the same meaning as the one who migrated the valley."

"With Guo Gu Jun, I mean, can't you get along well?" Ai Fei scratched his head in confusion: "Aren't you classmates? Didn't I have no effect when I asked Zhongyue Jun and Guo Gu Jun to be on duty together?"

My good friend seemed unwilling to talk about this. Duan Ronghai leaned forward from behind and lay between the seats: "Sir, this is not your problem. The guy Qiangu just relied on his strong figure and often bullied Zhongyuejun, even if he was a very tiny language."

"Okay! Duanjun. Stop talking." Zhongyue roared and interrupted her friend.

"Nothing. Zhongyuejun, nothing. I will find time to communicate with Qiangujun." In this case, Ai Fei didn't say much: "In addition to normal study, your current work and Duan Jun are just going to continue singing. When you get results, someone will pay attention to you."

"Wait, we will." Duan Ronghai pointed behind: "Teacher. We can get off here. For the rest, we can take the tram back."

Sending off the two children. Back in the bedroom upstairs, he was surprised to find that there were two more on the big bed. The baby was lying in his mother's arms and laughing, playing: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing. I just fed my children. They're going to bed after a while." Jingzi pulled her clothes down and covered her smooth thighs: "Do you really want the children to sing during class breaks?"

"It's just a personal hobby. I think if other people can participate, the effect will be better. So I tried it in school. And the effect seems to be pretty good?"

"You just sang a song for me on your birthday many years ago. Husband, when will I let me listen to you sing it for me?"

Ai Fei walked into the bathroom and started taking off his clothes and taking a bath: "The fisherman never feeds bait to fish that have been caught. Have you never heard of it?"

Before Jingzi could react at first, he immediately became angry: "You guy!"

"Okay okay. I admit, I'm joking." Ai Fei's smirk came out: "Is it okay to wait for the right time? Such a romantic moment will be less artistic. What do you think?"

Jingzi took the child out to Mrs. Henglu who came in, walked to the bathroom door and chatted with the man inside: "I have informed the promotion meeting with the people in the editorial department."

"uh-huh?"

"Everyone thinks that this may not be a good idea. Both Momori and Sakai Kin believe that such practices will cause bad results, and it seems to be explaining to the public that the development of "The Animation Club" has entered a relatively backward stage. We have to rely on such a sensational method to attract the attention of the audience and citizens. Husband, are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Amid the sound of water, Ai Fei's voice came clearly: "So, what are you and Wu Yujun thinking about it?"

"Of course we think we should follow the preview of this early stage." Jingzi couldn't see the man, and could only see his vague body through the shower curtain, but he felt that his lower body began to become wet! Hell, since when did he become so hungry?

After a long time, Ai Fei could not hear his wife's voice, and his wet hair poked out from behind the shower curtain: "Hello?"

"Ah, Hi Wei!" Jingzi's face turned red: "Niuyujun and I both think, "Well, we should continue."

"Okay. Just like I said at the beginning, thud!" With a light sound, Ai Fei opened the shower curtain: "Ah! What are you doing!"

Ai Fei was shocked by his wife: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Put on your clothes!"

You crazy, I'm taking a shower. Do you usually take a shower in your clothes?"

"Then, can't just do that, right?"

"We are husband and wife. Are we still afraid of seeing each other's bodies?" The man picked up a hand towel and wiped the water droplets on his body: "What's wrong, Jingzi, why is his face so red?"

"Hate! I'll go and rest first."

Ai Fei smiled badly and grabbed her from behind: "Hey, do you miss me with your husband?"

"Talent, not!" The woman broke free from the man's hand and ran back to the bedroom quickly.

I have been married to her for a long time and have a complete understanding of the sexual signals of my wife. No need to ask, Jingzi must have been in love. Hehe, it seems that today is another happy night!

As soon as he thought about this, he was too lazy to wear a bathrobe, so he walked out of the bathroom with naked body.

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