Fang Ye glanced back at Qin Huan beside him. This guy was still looking at Zhao Ziling.

"What?? What did you say!?"

Zhao Ziling immediately reacted, put his hands on his hips, and stared at Qin Huan with anger.

"Sure enough, no..." Qin Huan shook his head.

Only then did Fang Ye kick him in the foot that he realized.

"Ahem! Sorry, sorry! I mean, Fang Ye, I think it's OK! Otherwise, we can also come to this school to observe secretly? Maybe we can really find some good seedlings!"

Qin Huan hurriedly said to Fang Ye.

“We were not invited and the studio has not been officially established yet, so don’t think about it.”

Fang Ye said angrily.

"Ah...it seems to be true, it's a bit difficult." Qin Huan scratched his head, feeling a little bit of a pity.

"Yes, logically speaking, the students who just came out of school have not been dyed with messy colors by this big dyeing workshop in the entertainment industry. It should be the most suitable thing for us to choose."

Fang Ye also felt a little sorry, but who made his studio small and others look down on him?

This is also impossible.

"That's not necessarily!"

At this moment, Zhao Ziling on the side suddenly said.

Fang Ye and the others looked up at Zhao Ziling: "Why isn't it certain?"

"Can you let us go through the back door?"

Qin Huan also asked.

Zhao Ziling glared at Qin Huan.

Then he ran to Fang Ye with a smile: "Teacher Hatano, if you really want to recruit people, I have a way, but I also have a condition!"

"Don't call me Mr. Hatano, it sounds strange! What are the conditions?"

Fang Ye couldn't help but say.

This guy kept Hatano from the beginning, reminding him of some strange things in his previous life!

"Okay, Mr. Hatano, what "Dance of Death" you just played, please teach me? Then I'll help you think of other solutions. How about our equivalent exchange?"

Zhao Ziling blinked and looked at Fang Ye in front of him, with expectations on his face.

“…”

here we go again!

"Dream of Death?" Fang Ye asked coldly with a face.

Zhao Ziling nodded seriously: "Yes! I really want to do it! I think that song is super cool! I will tell you in a low voice... Our professor also listened to it several times, but he didn't learn it. You are so awesome!

And I can hear that song as soon as I listened to it, it was definitely world-class!

I'm so curious, how did you think of such a great song?

Our professor also said that your level is already a pianist!

Teacher Hatano, aren’t you born after studying piano?”

Looking at Zhao Ziling's curious gaze.

Fang Ye originally wanted to say something else.

But in the end, he shook his head: "My name is Fang Ye, you can call me Fang Ye, but don't call me Teacher Hatano... Otherwise, there will be nothing to talk about about this."

"Okay, Bodo...ahem, teacher!" Zhao Ziling said hurriedly.

She thought it was strange: "I think Hatano Fujihawk's Japanese name is quite cool... Why doesn't the teacher like it?"

"Haha, let's talk about how to do it first. If there is no problem, I can teach you the Dance of Death, and even help you improve your piano level."

Fang Ye sneered and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Hatano!"

“…”

Fang Ye's face turned ashen.

Zhao Ziling immediately returned to his god.
Chapter completed!