"Boom--"

While thinking about Mufan's heart, the light of the center of the stage gathers and falls on the flat and quiet body. The flat and quiet body under the light is as beautiful as a holy princess.

Her slender fingers tapped the last syllable on the piano, and the whole song ended in this wonderful melody.

The use of the piano's self-singing and self-singing of the piano is completely different from the singing of the own sound.

In fact, the piano is more testable to singing. Fortunately, the sound of the quiet voice is almost equivalent to the sound of the singer's healing. The wonderful voice makes the audience under the audience can't help but close their eyes and recall the sound of the sound of the sky.

The gods played the music, and the remaining sounds were around for three days.

The scene was completely silent for three seconds, and everyone just stood up and burst into a burst of applause at the scene.

"God, teacher Ping Pingjing, we used to misunderstand you in the past."

"Too good, let's have another song."

"Ping Jing Jing teacher, goddess!"

......

At this moment, almost all of the students below couldn't help but stand up and scream excitedly.

In the past, they always thought that Ping Jingjing was only a female teacher who used violent intimidation against disobedient students, and even thought that Pingshuo would come up and play a military boxing.

I didn’t expect that Ping Jingjing would choose to play the piano today, even better than the music teacher of the school.

"Please wait a moment, Ping Yujing teacher, as a teacher who makes students stunned today, I want to interview you a few words, can you bother?"

Just after the sing, the female host just hurriedly stepped onto the stage and stopped Ping Anjing, who was preparing to step down. He smiled and asked: "Actually, the teacher, the piano, your performance made all the students present stunned. Teacher Jing, when did your piano learn?"

When I heard the interview from the hostess, Ping Wei’s eyes trembled and hesitated. After taking the microphone, he said: “I learned it when I was young.”

The host is a third-grade student, and is about to graduate. Therefore, the speech is relatively bold. He said: "To tell the truth, although Ping Yujing is a famous teacher in the school, you can always be mysterious. We don't know you. I didn't expect the teacher to have such a master piano level. Why didn't the teacher develop music?"

Ping Yujing silently said, apologetic: "Sorry, I have not considered it."

"This way."

Seeing that the host who couldn’t find out the privacy of Pingyi’s privacy was slightly disappointed, once again asked: “So the piano piece of Ping Weijing’s teacher gives everyone a long, even feeling of standing in the distant clouds. And we have never heard of such a piano piece, but it is true that the program is written by the food department Mufan."

"Yep."

Ping Yujing nodded and nodded, and then said with a little self-deprecating meaning: "It is true, even this piano is taught by Mufan yesterday, otherwise I can not sing out. This song, in fact, he is much better than me."

"哗-"

There was a burst of exclamation in the audience, and even Ping Jing said so. If Pingyi’s quiet singing is so good, how good would the original Mufan play?

Listening to the audience's argument, Mu Fan's face suddenly became green. He didn't expect to just watch the show. Ping Jingjing would pull him into the water at this time, and hurriedly hid in the end of the crowd.

In fact, Mu Fan feels that he is tired enough today. The reason why he let Ping Yijing and Sui Naiguo help them to represent the food department is because he does not intend to perform the program himself.

Fortunately, he was hiding fast. The host and the students were attracted by the quiet singing voice and found him. Otherwise, he was really found to be on stage after being discovered by the host.

In Mu Fan’s view, today’s goal of the school’s sacrifice has been reached. There is no need to go out of the limelight. It’s better to let the students remember the most beautiful peace of mind tonight.

At this time, the host on the stage was also exclaimed: "Wow, I didn't expect the Murfan schoolmate of the food department to be so powerful. It is really a versatile boy. At present, the school's male **** list, Mufan Xuedi has Sakamoto’s younger brother is in the first place at the same time. I really don’t know if today’s news is coming out, and whether Murfan’s younger brother will become the first in the school’s male **** list.”

The students below nodded slightly, and the school’s scorpion was handsome and learning well. He was almost a versatile figure in the school.

Although Mufan is a little bit worse with him, it seems that if you compare two people, it seems to be similar.

At the same time, the host on the stage looked at the program card, and the line of sight glanced at the stage, and then disappointed to announce: "It is a pity, then there is no program of Mu Fan Xuedi, the scene did not see Going to Mufan to learn from the younger brother, I really want to listen to the songs and piano of Mufan’s younger brother."

Listening to this, Ping Yujing raised his head, and the narrow scorpion stayed in the corner, looking at the figure hiding in the corner and squinting his mouth.

Feeling from the calm and sharp eyes, Mu Fan could not help but shudder, and then turned the collar up.

However, this practice is always a bit of self-deception, Mu Fan can be sure that Ping Xiaojing saw him, seeing her lips like a smile, Mu Fan’s heart is more panic, if he is flattened, it’s true. There is no way to deny it.

But what made Murfan somewhat surprised was that Ping Jingjing just looked at him and turned back and did not reveal his position.

"So Ping Weijing, do you have something to say to your lovely students?"

At this time, the host asked again.

"Well, yes."

Ping Hao nodded quietly, took a deep breath, and then walked two steps forward. The original gentle line suddenly became sharp, and the cold murder of the body caused the students under the stage to tremble.

Upon seeing it, Ping Weijing pointed to a yellow-haired body under the stage. Cold voice: "Shixia, Jingshan, Xiaolin..... I remember that you were smoking and fighting in school. I am going to clean you. The auditorium is over? Is it finished in five minutes?"

The voice of this death sentence suddenly scared the boys who were dyed under the hair to the ground. Just listening to the quiet piano music too much forgotten, they all forgot about it. I thought this gentle and calm today. The things will be counted, I did not expect that Ping Wei Jing will come to an account after the fall.

Looking at the boys who fled in the dingy, the students in the audience were not chilled.

Sure enough, the versatile teacher Ping Pingjing was fake now?

Seeing the situation, Mu Fan’s mouth was also twitching and bitterly smiling.

The image just now is gone.

Sure enough, Teacher Ping Jingjing, you are really beautiful for only three seconds.

However, this is also a quiet character, what is not hidden, and the character of the big sister who is also very responsible to the students. If she does not teach these students who are always doing things, many weak students will be inevitable. Being bullied.

Upon seeing it, Mufan turned and left the playground.

As an annual school festival, even in the evening, in addition to the food department, some students who like cooking also set up their own stalls, such as some making snacks, and some of the cartoons that have been watched on the booth. Books can be sold for money and so on.

The hand-made comics on these stalls and so on are some of the collectors of the students, but Mufan is not lacking.

Recalling today's events, Mu Fan bought two age-old love game discs in an obese eye house, decided to improve his emotional intelligence, but just put the disc in the bag, just ready to leave, next to There was a voice with a little ridicule.

"I didn't expect you to like this thing."

Mufan gave a slight glimpse, turned his head to see the familiar face, could not help but exclaimed: "Ping Jing Jing teacher? Why are you here?"