"Is there really no problem? There are quite a lot of doubts online now?"

Xin Chuliang looked at Fang Ye with some concern.

This is something he is a little worried about.

If this lesson fails...

I really can't even wash it clearly even if I jump into the Yellow River.

"Okay, don't worry, the old principal. Next, prepare for the recording team, develop a few more angles, and then prepare to sell classes."

Fang Ye comforted directly.

Looking at Fang Ye who was full of confidence, Xin Chuliang didn't say anything more.

He nodded silently.

I think so...

...

Time soon came on September 3rd.

This day is the time when Fang Ye starts his first class after becoming a professor.

In the Cantonese Auditorium.

Many people have started to take action.

International students rushed to the direction of the auditorium.

And outside the school.

Many reporters also came, and they all expressed their hope to enter the auditorium.

But in the end, only a few reporters from the official media were allowed to enter.

Other messy entertainment magazine reporters are not qualified to enter.

"Why don't you let us in!! Why don't you let us in!"

"That's it! Is Fang Ye's lecture too harsh and can't be heard by others!?"

Some people are even using provocation.

but……

This has no effect.

Many nearby students also came.

They can go to school.

But the auditorium is closed.

There is no way to do it if you want to see it.

Many people sighed slightly.

"Oh, it seems that there is really nothing I can do..."

"Yes, I still want to go in and see Fang Ye's course, which is a pity!"

"Why do you have to be so secretive? It won't be so ugly, right?"

"God knows, we'll stay here now... If it's really bad, those international students will definitely protest, and we can get first-hand news at that time."

They all spoke, and the expressions on their faces were somewhat gossipy.

...

Inside the auditorium!

The atmosphere here looks magnificent at this moment.

International students sat here and could see many musical instruments appearing in the front of the auditorium from afar...

"Look, they made a lot of strange instruments... They all seem to be instruments from the Dragon Kingdom, right?"

"Yes? I heard that they are all very powerful things, but in my opinion, they are still much worse than pianos."

"These are just random things, messy things. What are Fang's preparations? Do you want to teach us a course on the musical instruments of the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Only God knows..."

The international students whispered.

In addition to Western musical instruments such as pianos and electronic pianos placed there, they feel a little disdainful of other Long Kingdom instruments.

The meaning of looking down is very obvious.

After hearing this, a teacher said nothing, and waited for Fang Ye to take action.

"Is it going to start?"

"Um!"

They glanced at the time.

At eight o'clock.

Fang Ye's figure appeared.

He walked in slowly in a normal shirt.

As soon as he came in, he immediately spoke, "Good morning, classmates, welcome to my first class as a teacher."

After the words fell, the applause began to ring.

Fang Ye's eyes also fell on the camera and he smiled.

Everything has started filming.

"Today we have many international students, and I am very happy to see them coming to our country of Long to learn and communicate music..."

The applause rang again.

International students all wear translator headphones, so they can naturally understand what Fang Ye said.

They also smiled and clapped, but they felt a little perfunctory.

Come and learn to communicate?

Is Long Country Music aligned?

"Fang! I have a problem!"

Soon, a thorn began to attack.

Fang Ye was not surprised that he had expected this to happen.

He glanced at the student, then slowly said, "I'll talk about it after introducing myself."

"My name is George Leepez, from Eastman Conservatory of Music."

When George's words fell, many students and teachers on the scene turned their eyes to George's direction...

Eastman Conservatory of Music…

"God, is he actually from that top music academy?"

"The world's best music school...a top student at Eastman Music School? He is actually studying here?"

Many people exclaimed in surprise.

George's face had some expression of pride.

Fang Ye looked at George and asked, "Hello, Georgia, what's your problem?"

"I'm asking if the musical instruments I saw were traditional instruments of the Dragon Kingdom? Are you going to tell us about Dragon Kingdom music here? If that's the case, I think this lesson will become meaningless

I hope to learn more and more valuable music from you, such as the variations of "Canon".

Or something like "Moonlight Sonata", instead of listening to music from Dragon Kingdom."

George looked at Fang Ye and said with a faint smile.

Those who can attend the Eastman Conservatory are all geniuses.

Obviously, George, a genius, has his own arrogance.

The other international students also laughed.

The atmosphere at the scene also gradually began to change.

Some Cantonese students clenched their fists...

Want to stand up and refute.

But Fang Ye is faster: "Actually, I don't plan to tell you the music of Dragon Kingdom immediately, because you haven't reached this level yet. Even if you tell me, you won't understand. Your level is not suitable yet.

Enjoy the music of the Dragon Kingdom, so you don’t have to worry.”

Hearing this, George's expression on his face was somewhat surprised...
To be continued...