After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

The next day, Fu Chengwang went out first, and Song Jin'an became lazy after the cold weather.He doesn't like to accompany Fu Chengwang to the company anymore, and sleeps in under the quilt every day.

For this reason, Fu Chengwang was dissatisfied for a long time, and went to work with a dark face every day.But he couldn't bear to force Song Jin'an to get up, so he could only worry about it.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Song Jin'an went out. He took the bus. After talking with Fu Chengwang for a long time, he agreed to let him take the bus by himself.

He has also made a lot of money in the past six months. Although the money is only a fraction of his savings to Fu Chengwang, it is still a huge sum of money to ordinary people.

Song Jin'an paid for the piano class this time with his own money.

Unexpectedly, there was a traffic jam on the road, and when Song Jinan arrived at the class place, there were only 2 minutes left for class.

He hurried to the door of the classroom and glanced inside.

They have already sat down, the teacher who should be giving the lecture is also standing on the podium.Song Jin'an smiled apologetically at everyone, and hurried in to find an empty seat to sit down.

When he stood at the door, everyone in the classroom looked at him.Eyes full of surprise without exception.

The most obvious one is Yang Xunli. He was originally forced by his father to learn some talents. He originally thought that he would come here to hang out and just sit around for a few days.

I didn't expect to meet such a good-looking person on the first day of class!

When he heard the man smile, many people in the class took a breath.Even the teacher kept staring at him.

Then the man sat in front of him, Yang Xunli only felt his heart beat faster and his breathing became short of breath.

Why is he sitting in front of me?Is it interesting to me?Why are there so many people in the classroom, but they sat in front of me?Maybe this is fate?

God is also matching us?Yes or no?

Unexpectedly, he has lived for 20 years, and he has always treated feelings carelessly, but today he will fall in love with someone at first sight!

Of course, if Song Jin'an knew about this thought, he would just think that he was ill for no reason.

There is only one vacant seat in the classroom. If I don’t sit here, where should I go?Is it on the podium?

Everyone in the classroom was staring at Song Jin'an, some straightforward and some cryptic.Song Jin'an is used to this kind of sight, so he can ignore it very well.

The class bell rang, and the male teacher in his early thirties on the podium came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and said, "Today is the first day of the class. We will first teach the theory class, and tomorrow we will go to the big classroom for practical exercises. Then , shall we introduce ourselves first?

I'll come first, I'm your teacher, I think many of you here know me.

But... There are also people who don’t know me. My name is Zhang Sichen, 31 years old, and I have won No.1 in several piano competitions. For others, I hope we can get to know each other in the future. "

When introducing this sentence later, Zhang Sichen looked at Song Jin'an intentionally or unintentionally, and deliberately said the award he received in a casual tone. It was clearly a world-class award, but he only said it was No.1 in several piano competitions .

In fact, he didn't know what was wrong with him, it was like a brain twitch, as if he was pretending to be modest to attract the attention of that pretty boy.

Most of the students in this class are from wealthy families, and Zhang Sichen is no exception.

He has no interest in the family business, which is run by his younger brother anyway, and he only likes to play the piano.

But now it is difficult for him to improve his piano skills, so he thought of teaching, which is really useful.

He smiled and asked the students to introduce them one by one, and he specifically pointed to the side closest to Song Jin'an.