Yuan Yuan did not respond anymore, and was silent like death. She trembled with her hands, put her fingers with bruised nails on the strings, and gently plucked them.

Every time she made a sound, the cold sweat on her forehead became more, and finally, her entire forehead was wet. Anyone with eyes could feel the pain of her heart.

But Master Qin was a big blind man, so he did not let Yuan Yuan go because of this. Instead, he said, "Idiot! I have learned this song several times, why can't I play any feelings?! I practiced it ten times in full first, and finally I checked. If there is no progress, I will play it ten times again until your elm head can open your mind!"

Yuan Yuan raised her eyes: "Teacher, the student did not lie, the student's hands hurt."

"You are still talking back? You don't play, right? If you don't play, all students will be punished for you. If I let you play ten times, they will have to play twenty times, 200 times!" Mr. Qin said sternly, "I'll ask you one last time, do you play or not?"

Miss Jiang has already started to curse: "Yuan Geda, you idiot, if you implicate me and get punished today, I will step on your toes and no one can save you!"

Those who entered the female school were more or less good people. With Miss Jiang, the rest began to imitate and took advantage of the situation and tried to get into trouble.

Yuan Yuan glanced around, and finally, she lowered her head and began to pluck the strings with her almost rotten fingers.

Halfway through the song, her fingertips were stained with blood, but she didn't stop, as if she was already numb.

Only then did Master Qin show a satisfied look, and there was a little pride in that expression, as if he had won a battle, like a victorious general, was eager to show off her results to everyone.

The others also stopped cursing because of Yuan Yuan's compromise.

The sound of the piano sounded like a cry, like a small beast, or a pitiful whistle and soft roaring like a lonely bird.

Yu Qinghuan looked at him coldly, and it was like this every time. As long as Yuan Yuan compromised, as long as she compromised, this female student could be safe and worry-free and everyone could live in peace.

Yuan Yuan had already played three songs, and the other students were in a mess. Master Qin did not blame him, but instead bullied Yuan and showed off his power to her, as if only Yuan Yuan could she find her superiority as a master.

When Yuan Yuan played the fifth time, several masters walked in. At this time, Yuan Yuan's hands were covered in blood, and the strings were all dyed red.

However, several masters were indifferent and looked at Master Qin and asked casually: "Have you made any progress yet?"

"You can understand it if you don't listen. Any cat or dog plucking the strings is better than this." Master Qin sighed, with a sense of regret that he was not strong enough, and fully demonstrated the image of a Master who was worried about his students.

The master of painting comforted him: "Master Qin must be more open-minded. In this world, there are not many qualified ones, but there are still some uncarved rotten woods."

Master Qin said sincerely: "No matter what kind of student you are, you can't give up. As long as you practice more, I believe that even mud can be supported on the wall."

The Book Master praised from the bottom of his heart: "Master Qin is worthy of being the oldest female student, serious and responsible."

Master Qin said embarrassedly: "What did Master Shu say? Master is a conscience job, so he naturally has to have a clear conscience. I dare not say anything else, but in educating students, I must be worthy of my conscience."

Everyone knows what kind of person Mr. Chin is, but because he is not the one who is bullied, no one is willing to be troublesome. He just wants to pass the assessment safely and go home to continue to enjoy a life of luxury.

Princess Zhenli laughed, and she looked at Master Qin and said innocently and innocently: "Mr. Qin, you are so fake when you speak. Zhenli can't believe your words. Do you believe them yourself?"

Mr. Qin's expression changed and she frowned and looked at Princess Zhenli. She was a little surprised because although Princess Zhenli was stupid, she sometimes spoke very well. She suspected that Princess Zhenli was pretending to be crazy and stupid. However, when she saw Princess Zhenli bit her fingers, gnawing her nails, and smiling and drooling, she suddenly felt suspicious again.

Master Qin was unwilling to be scheming with a fool, so he said indifferently: "Princess Zhenli, please don't talk nonsense."

Princess Zhenli was very dissatisfied, as if she was angry because Master Qin said she was talking nonsense. She hugged her hands and said angrily: "The Master bullies people, and Zhenli doesn't talk nonsense. It's obviously Master, you are dishonest, and you just don't like Yuan Yuan at all, so you try to target her in different ways, but you still use this excuse for her. Master is shy and Master is shameless!"

Master Qin was so angry that his chest was fluctuating violently, and his face turned back to her most common pig liver color.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and explained patiently: "As the saying goes, strict teachers produce great disciples. If I don't strictly control them, how can I temper you into gold one by one? I worked hard to make you better. Is there anything wrong? Actually, when I blame you, my heart also hurts! But I can't show it, you can't understand the hard work and helplessness of being a Master!"

Princess Zhenli's face wrinkled, as if she couldn't understand Master Qin's words. Finally, she raised her face and said, "Mr. Qin, when you spoke just now, Zhenli still thought you were fake."

"Don't interrupt!" Master Qin kicked the foot of the table next to him and continued, "Don't blame Master for being harsh. It's the same as educating students and educating children. While giving love, you must be appropriately strict and too tolerant, which will only indulge you to fall into the abyss!"

Princess Zhenli said with great certainty: "Master, Zhenli still thinks you are fake!"

Master Qin was finally so angry that she couldn't speak. Her face turned red, as if she had swallowed feces.

However, this little episode was quickly interrupted by Yuan Yuan. He heard a few "crashing" sounds, and the strings broke in response to the sound. Yuan Yuan fell backward because she couldn't sit steadily, and fell down four feet towards the sky. Her shoes flew up and hit her face heavily.

Almost everyone laughed, burst into laughter, everyone leaned forward and backward, patted their thighs and laughed so hard that tears came out.

No one saw Yuan Yuan's bloody fingers, no one saw her falling forehead, and no one saw her pale face. They only thought Yuan Yuan's four legs were funny, like a turtle that could not be overturned.

Master Qin's expression was serious, as if she was in anger. She felt that Yuan Yuan had made a joke in front of several other masters, and she lost her face, so that she could no longer show off her teaching skills in the future.
Chapter completed!