After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Song Jing sat at the back of the classroom, filled out the registration form, and began to take out his notebook to write the score.

She leaned against the back of the chair, raised one leg and placed it across the knee of the other leg, and flexibly rotated the gel pen at her fingertips with her fingers, drawing a symbol on the notebook from time to time.

She composes music very quickly, unlike those who can't write by scratching their heads.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated twice, Song Jing took out the mobile phone and took a look.

[Boss, someone offered a high price to buy a piano piece that you haven't released yet.Do you have the new score in hand now? 】

Song Jing glanced at the music score that had been written one-third of the way in the notebook, and replied, 【What price? 】

【180. 】

Song Jing snorted, and Yan Qianqing, who was showing his abilities on the podium, froze immediately, and turned to look at her in a daze.

Bai Ze scoffed, did he say something wrong?

Song Jing lowered his head and tapped the screen to send a message.

[180 million you call this a high price?Shelley, when did my score become so cheap? 】

[Boss, I understand.I will raise the price again, do you have the score in hand? 】

Yan Qianqing heaved a sigh of relief, and the muscles all over his body relaxed visibly.

It turned out that Bai Ze was playing with his phone, not mocking him.

He wondered why he, the gold medal instructor of the Ability Bureau, came to suffer such torture.

The four bureau chiefs must have deliberately punished him!

Song Jing continued to reply to the news.

[I really have a sheet music that is almost finished in my hand, and I will not sell it if it is less than 300 million. 】

[Great, as long as I have the score, I can negotiate the price with the other party.Boss, can you post a sample first? 】

[Class, I will send it to you after recording. 】

Seeing the message sent by Sheers, he was flustered in the wind.

So is the mysterious elf piano master jnancy still a student?

"Mr. Shelley, what's the matter?" the assistant next to him asked suspiciously.

Shelley put away his phone, raised his hand and wiped his face, "It's nothing, I just suddenly learned an amazing truth, and I feel like I've been hit."

"What truth?" The assistant was even more puzzled.

"Jnancy is still a student at school, can you believe it? She just sent me a message saying that she is in class."

The assistant was startled, "Is it possible that jnancy is a teacher in the music department?"

"The teacher can use the mobile phone to send messages casually when he is in class on the podium? It must be that only the students who are sitting below the class can secretly play with the mobile phone behind the desk." Shelley rolled his eyes, "Contact the buyer who wants to buy jnancy sheet music by name , jnancy has the score in hand, but the price they gave is too low."

Song Jing put away his mobile phone and continued to write the score. Halfway through writing, he took out his earphones and put them on.

Yan Qianqing: "..." Bai Ze disliked him for being so loud in class that she was playing with her mobile phone?Shouldn't his lecture voice be lowered?

The whole class: "?????" Why did Teacher Yan, who was always full of anger in class, suddenly lower his voice?

With Song Jing in the class, Yan Qianqing was busy in class, and finally finished the morning class until after school. Yan Qianqing didn't stay in class for a second, picked up the textbook and left.

This afternoon is cultural class, and tomorrow is Xiang Wenxing's class, so he doesn't have to suffer from this suffering anymore.

At noon, a few people went to eat, and the fat man who didn't know the truth was still wondering, "What's wrong with Lao Yan in class today, I always feel a little lack of confidence. And have you noticed that Lao Yan always looks at Sister Jing when he is in class. "

"I saw that Sister Jing even put on the earphones behind her. I was afraid that Lao Yan would suddenly tell Sister Jing to get out without class."

"However, Lao Yan didn't lose his temper. Did he take some wrong medicine?"

Su Luan, who knew the truth, Xiang Yo, Qi Yun: "..."

Can they say that for Yan Qianqing, Song Jing is like a nightmare?

But Song Jing didn't take the initiative to mention that she was Bai Ze, and Su Luan and the others didn't say much when they knew the truth.

Xiang yo smirked, "Maybe Teacher Yan is afraid of Song Jing."

The fat man clapped his hands, "It makes sense. Maybe it's like this."

Xiang yo was astonished, "Is that how you believe it?"

"Otherwise?" Fatty was very innocent, "Sister Jing's aura of [-], isn't it normal for Sister Jing?"

Xiang yo was speechless for a while, then raised his hand and patted the fat man's shoulder, "Now I finally understand how your parents felt when they heard that you had scored more than 500 points in the test and went to the grave overnight. With your IQ, you are a freshman in experimental university. You should really thank Song Jing for getting such a high score in the exam."

"That's right. My parents also said they would like to thank Sister Jing and invite Sister Jing to dinner. But Sister Jing is too busy and has no schedule." The fat man shrugged.

"Forget it, I have something to do today, so I won't have lunch with you." Xiang Yoyo walked to the school gate and waved to them.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Are you coming back to class this afternoon?" Qi Yun asked.

"I'm going to the nursing home to see my second grandfather." Xiang Yoyo's face suddenly turned red, "Come back to school tomorrow. Let's go."

"Sister Yo, what's the situation?" The fat man turned his head to look at this and that in doubt.

"I'm not going to have dinner with you either. I have something to do in the afternoon." Song Jing also walked towards the bus stop.

"Sister Jing, you won't come to school this afternoon?" the fat man shouted.

Song Jing waved his hand without looking back, just in time for the bus to arrive, and followed the crowd to get on the bus.

The fat man looked back at Su Luan and Qi Yun, "Then what are the three of us doing in the afternoon after lunch? Culture class is not very important to us right now? Why don't the three of us go to the movies?"

Just as Qi Yun was about to speak, Su Luan next to him spoke first.

"No." Su Luan put the hat in his hand on his head, "I'll go back to train the ability element in the afternoon."

Qi Yun swallowed the goodness that came to his mouth, "I also have painting and design classes in the afternoon."

"Okay. Then I'll go back and train with Brother Luan as well. Among us, I'm the only one with the weakest ability, and I'll be thrown away by you at that time."

Song Jing returned to Yan's house by bus, and it was almost time for the housekeeper to find out that Yan Zai and Shi Zai smelled Song Jing's breath and rushed into the courtyard to greet him.

"Miss Song, have you eaten yet?" The butler was sitting under the eaves listening to the music, and greeted him before the music could be turned off.

"Not yet." Song Jing raised the end of his eyes slightly when he heard the familiar melody, "Uncle like listening to jnancy's music?"

"Yes. After listening to jnancy's music, I feel very calm, like being in a golden rice field, or running in the mountains full of wild flowers and spring water. Has Ms. Song heard jnancy's music?"

"Well, it is." Song Jing nodded.

"That's great." The housekeeper smiled and said, "I'll let the kitchen prepare lunch. Is there anything Miss Song wants to eat at noon?"

"Don't be so troublesome, just cook me a bowl of noodles."

"Uncle, is there a piano room in the house?"

"Yes. Does Miss Song want to use the piano room? I'll take you there."