
The composition that could make Lu Yumei praise it was definitely not easy. Therefore, all the other teachers put down their work and ran to see the composition.
The first female teacher who finished reading, Mi Xuehong, nodded in agreement. "Not bad, this essay is well written. It's no exaggeration to get a perfect score on it." As he spoke, his gaze swept across the other courtyard and he was suddenly stunned. This student is actually completely correct in all his questions. If he got the perfect score for his essay, wouldn't that mean he would get 150 points?
Therefore, he said somewhat sourly to Yan Weimin, "Teacher Yan, the students in your class are truly outstanding. The basic questions are very difficult, but they're all actually true."
"No way."
The other teachers didn't believe it when they passed the paper. After reading it, they could not hold their breath and praise their disciples. Even if they did this test, they might not be able to get a perfect score.
On the other hand, Yan Weimin, who was sought after, could not be happy at all. In the end, when the examination paper was handed over to Yan Weimin, with a teacher, could he tell which student through his notes?
After looking at the note on the paper, Yan Weimin felt as if he was eating a fly. He was certain that this was Song Yan's record. His handwriting was neat and strong, with a hint of elegance. This is the only thing that deserves to be praised.
"Does Master Yan know who it is?"
The other teachers kept asking.
"I don't know."
After which, he stuffed the paper back into the teacher's embrace and buried his head into the paper, but he still couldn't calm down. Could it be that I really have to submit and admit my mistake in front of that bastard in front of everyone?
Seeing this scene, the other teachers were a bit confused. What happened to Master Yan? His disciple obviously scored well in the exam, but he had this kind of expression. Only Li You Cheng, who knew the inside news, sighed inwardly.
After the monthly test ended, there was nothing to worry about. Yan Weimin apologized in front of all his classmates after the results went down.
He had not been to the dojo for quite some time, and it just so happened that day was his day off tomorrow. He might have been better off going to the dojo and training, but unfortunately, he had not met Zhao Fengyang twice before.
Although Zhao Fengyang was the principal, he rarely came to the dojo. The dojo was managed by the oldest disciple, He Yong, while he brought some other disciples to shoot. He was the director of martial arts and some of his disciples were Dragon and Tiger martial artists.
He had just arrived at the coffee shop when Yinger told him to go to her office.
"Sister Su heard that you were looking for me?" After spending time together, Song Yan already knew the personality of Su Mei Er. She was not shy, but she also had the personality of a little girl. Simply put, he was intentional.
"You haven't played an original song in days. Can you play some original songs tonight?"
The blue jeans she wore today accentuated her beautiful figure. She was very attractive, and although Song Yan admitted that she was not a lustful person, she could not help but glance at her anymore.
Facing the charming Su Mei Er, how could Song Yan refuse? He nodded and said, "Alright, then I'll play the original song later."
Eight o'clock.
Just as Song Yan was sitting in front of the piano, an applause sounded from the shop. After playing for the past few days, at least 90% of the old customers have turned into his fans.
He quickly stood up and bowed to everyone. "Next, I will present this song 'Walk in the Rain' to everyone. Thank you for your support and for the beautiful Lady Boss song. Thank you for giving me my salary."
After hearing Song Yan's words, many people smiled. Su Mei Er, who had already walked out of the office, could not help but smile proudly and muttered, "This brat is getting eloquent with her words."
"Walking in the Rain" is a relatively light tone, like walking in the shade, more like walking freely in a drizzle ...
After listening to the song, Su Mei'er could only smile in satisfaction. Although this piece of music was not as original as the previous three Song Yan songs, it was still a good song. He had studied three pieces of Song Yan before, three pieces, three different types.
For example, some composers are good at sad songs, some are good at fun, some are good at classics, and some are good at modern music. If this kid wrote all four himself, then he must be an all-round composer.
To be able to write so many songs at such a young age and even have the ability to play at Grandmaster level, how could he be so terrifying? To be honest, he was rather envious of this child. He loves the piano and likes to listen to piano music, but his playing skills are not bad.
When the performance was completed and the salary was settled, Su Mei Er gave Song Yan 400 yuan.
"Thank you, Sister Su, for your tip." He did not refuse because he knew this would only make him unhappy.
After exchanging a few words, Song Yan left and returned to her dorm.
After passing through the alley where he saw Fei Fei kidnapped last time, he subconsciously looked inside, and this time he met a pair of icy cold eyes.
It was a woman. The alley was too dark to see his face. He was leaning against the wall, one hand on his stomach, the other holding a dagger.
"God!"
The voice was a bit hoarse.
Song Yan frowned slightly, but in the end did not say anything. If he guessed correctly, this woman was injured, as she could smell the faint scent of blood. However, he was no ordinary person, so he could not be bothered to interfere.
After walking for a hundred meters, four burly men in black suits and sunglasses ran past him.
"He's not far from here after being seriously injured. He should be somewhere near her. Search carefully."
Song Yan paused for a moment, but immediately moved forward again. He had a feeling that these four men who were dressed like bodyguards had to rush towards the woman in the alley.
After taking a few more steps, Song Yan suddenly turned around and ran towards the alley.
By the time he reached the mouth of the alley, the battle was over.
The four bodyguard men were all lying on the ground, while the woman was half-kneeling on the ground.
"Swoos!"
A sharp wind blew, and Song Yan involuntarily moved to the side as a dagger flew past his nose. If he reacted more slowly, the dagger would stab him in the face. He broke out in a cold sweat, and at the same time, he felt a wave of anger.
Ye Zichen looked up. The girl fell into the alley right after throwing the dagger, and she seemed to faint.
"This woman has been hunted. Should I help her? However, this woman might not be an ordinary person. If I help her, won't that make me difficult? After all, this woman wasn't a good person, and just now she almost took my life. "
The thoughts of Song Yan and Nie Tian continued to struggle, and in the end, he decided to take the girl from here.