The tinkling sound of the piano gradually faded, and the childlike voice rose again. "Sister, can I take a break?"
An Ning was not very satisfied with Little Baozi's performance, frowning and speaking unhappily. "The keystrokes are not accurate, the force is not enough, and the fingering is wrong. I really wonder if you have practiced at home, how can you play so poorly?"
Little Baozi also frowned, shivering as he looked at her. "..."
The mirror in the piano classroom reflected the expressions of both people, identical to each other.
It's just that both were too focused on each other to notice the two faces in the mirror.
An Ning continued with a dark expression. "Rest? You've already reached the level of playing marbles on the piano, and you still have the cheek to rest?"
Yu Ziqian felt that this was the first time he had been severely criticized in his life.
Suddenly, his little mouth puckered, and tears began to fall.
An Ning was a kind teacher, but also a strict one.