The middle-aged teacher sat on the sofa in the small living room and lit a cigarette. "Students, please be direct with your intentions. As long as it doesn't violate my principles, I can give you some pointers. "
As he spoke, the middle-aged teacher shook his pajamas and moved a brown envelope on the sofa to cover it.
"You're Teacher Xiao Yang, right?" Jiang Xueqing still remembered the teacher's name because she clearly remembered that he was sitting in the middle. He seemed to be the person in charge of the art examination.
Teacher Xiao, who had the demeanor of an artist, puffed out a mouthful of smoke and nodded slightly. His tone was a little impatient. "Students, please state your intentions. Time is money!"
"Oh, it's like this. Teacher Xiao, my friend fainted during the art examination today because of her poor health. We would like to ask Teacher Xiao to give her a chance to retake the exam. She's really talented in dancing — "
"Every year, there are countless people who fainted in the exam. Have you ever seen a chance for these people to retake the exam?" Teacher Xiao interrupted Qin Lang's words. "Student, don't think too much."
"Teacher Xiao, you're a very capable person. You must have a way, right?" Qin Lang already knew that begging was useless because these people had already made up their minds. Even if they were touched, it wasn't pitiful tears that could move them, but sparkling gold and silver.
"Since you've come here so sincerely, I'll give you some pointers. It's not that there isn't a way — but this student, you fainted in the exam. Many people saw it. If you pass the art examination, I'm afraid that people will say that the exam is unfair. "Teacher Xiao pretended to be in a difficult position.
"Teacher Xiao, why don't you give me a chance to retake the exam? I'll definitely perform well!" Jiang Xueqing said innocently. "Teacher, learning and performing dance has always been my dream. Please give me another chance!"
"Yes … dreams, dreams should be supported!" Teacher Xiao ground the cigarette butt in the ashtray. "How about this, I'll give you a chance to perform. You stay behind and we'll have a good talk about your dreams. How about that?"
"This son of a bitch!" Qin Lang couldn't help but curse in his heart, because he was a hundred percent sure that this Teacher Xiao definitely had lustful thoughts towards Jiang Xueqing, and wanted to take advantage of her. Qin Lang thought to himself, 'F * ck, you're just a teacher from a music academy, and you want to play with the unspoken rules? Dream on.' However, he said, "Teacher Xiao, you're a smart person. Why don't you name a price for my friend's dream?"
"What do you mean!" Teacher Xiao pretended to be decent. "Are you trying to bribe me with money? I, Xiao Yang, am a well-known professor in the Music Academy. I don't lack money! Please don't use money to insult my character! I just feel that this girl has a good appearance and temperament. If she can enter the Music Academy to study, she will definitely become a weirdo in the Music Arts Festival. Moreover, I can't bear to see her dream of entering the music hall shatter just like that, so I decided to give her a chance. Young man, you're not from the art world, so you don't understand art, so I have to ask you to leave for a while. Don't hinder us from discussing the art of the upper class. "
Qin Lang had seen a lot of hypocrites in his life, but it was Qin Lang's first time seeing a hypocrite who could speak in such a dignified manner. If he hadn't seen with his own eyes that this guy had a stack of money under his butt, Qin Lang might have been deceived by his superb acting skills and artistic speech. Now, Qin Lang only hoped that Jiang Xueqing wasn't too naive. Otherwise, she might see the darkest and ugliest side of the art world.
"Teacher Xiao … I …"
Jiang Xueqing seemed to be hesitating about something. Then, she turned her head and blinked at Qin Lang. "Qin Lang, you can leave. I believe in Teacher Xiao. He will help me. "
"That's right. I will definitely help students with ideals and abilities to enter the Music Academy," Teacher Xiao added sanctimoniously.
"Alright, I'm going out. I'll wait for you downstairs," Qin Lang said.
Seeing the door close with a bang, Teacher Xiao gently patted the sofa next to her and said to Jiang Xueqing, "Come, student, sit next to me. I'll give you some pointers. By the way, what's your name? "
"Jiang Xueqing," Jiang Xueqing replied shyly.
"Jiang Xueqing, Wanqing. Not bad, this name is very artistic. Even if you become famous in the future, you don't need to change your stage name, "Teacher Xiao said again." Come, sit next to me. I'll tell you about the art exam. "
"Teacher Xiao, we're sitting very close. I can clearly hear every word you say," Jiang Xueqing said innocently.
"Ahem … This, I mean, if you sit next to me, I can guide you step by step," Teacher Xiao said plausibly. "You're learning dance, right? Come here, let me see your figure. If you want to be a dancer in the future, your figure is very important. Do you know that? "
"Look at my figure? It's not time for the physical examination yet. "Jiang Xueqing decided to continue speaking innocently.
"Student Jiang, don't be nervous. You have to know that you're a dancer. Your figure is good. This is a gift from God, but you have to know how to show your beautiful figure to the audience. As a future dancer, you can't restrict your beautiful figure. You have to know how to release it, how to show it, understand? Now, just treat me as an ordinary audience. Now, you have to show me your figure. Clothes are the restraints on your body, restraining your beauty. You have to get rid of these useless restraints … "
Teacher Xiao was like a demon, luring Jiang Xueqing like a little sheep step by step.
Outside the door, Qin Lang didn't actually leave. Even with the door between them, his hearing was far better than ordinary people, so he could clearly hear Teacher Xiao's words. Even though Qin Lang didn't like this guy's character, Qin Lang couldn't help but admire this guy's eloquence. This guy was clearly a demon, a sex fiend, but he could still righteously use the cover of art to disguise himself. Looking at this guy's familiarity, who knew how many ignorant girls he had seduced before.
"But … Teacher Xiao, this isn't very good. I'm not wearing any underwear …" Jiang Xueqing said softly.
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