After confirming that Liang Liang was indeed the wolf from the north, Zhang Yu's face flushed as if she had reached some kind of climax.
"I watched your performance here, and your dance troupe's program was fantastic! Your guitar and bass playing were excellent! And your singing was so unforgettable, could you teach me?"
Zhang Yu used a series of parallel sentences to demonstrate her current incoherence.
Teach her? That means you've taken on a female apprentice, and a beautiful one at that.
Having a disciple like this seems pretty good. You can joke around with him and tease him a little, and maybe even have a teacher-student romance. How wonderful that life would be!
But it doesn't seem like that's going to work. I don't seem to be as old as them. It's not really suitable for me to be their mentor. At best, I can only be a junior apprentice or something.
“Teacher Zhang! Actually, I’m only a novice and not qualified to teach others. But it’s possible that we can exchange ideas and learn from each other sometime. You can teach your students first, and I’ll go sit outside for a while so as not to disturb you.”
"That's fine, let's talk after I finish my class."
Liang Liang left the classroom and sat down on the steps outside.
He was organizing some information he had just received.
Judging from the brief conversation between Zhang Yu and Zhao Xiaoqiao, it seems that Zhao Xiaoqiao's father is quite remarkable, and he even has subordinates!
Perhaps when Zhao Xiaoqiao came to learn guitar before, she was accompanied by someone, one of those scoundrels Zhang Yu mentioned.
So, Zhao Xiaoqiao's father must have been a scoundrel, and the kind with his own men.
Having subordinates basically means you've moved beyond being a thug and become a leader.
The size of this leader depends on how many people follow him.
Zhao Xiaoqiao has become useful now. Could we get to know his father through him? If his father is one of the thugs who forbade them from performing, then things will be much easier.
Even if it wasn't his father's group, he must know the thugs who wouldn't let them perform. Randy's county-level city isn't big, so these people should all know each other. Wouldn't it be easier for him to make the connection?
It is clear that the saying "helping others is helping yourself" is an eternal truth. That day, I was just bored and casually taught Zhao Xiaoqiao a move, which led to a good relationship.
After Zhang Yu finished her class, she rushed out of the classroom and bought a few popsicles.
This young lady is quite cunning. She thinks she can learn something from a few popsicles? If she wants to learn real skills, she'll have to offer something substantial, or at the very least, she'll have to use some underhanded tactics...
Ahem! Slip of the tongue!
I was talking about other people; we're innocent young people, how could we have such filthy thoughts?
Liang Liang gave herself a long explanation.
Zhang Yu wanted to learn some advanced guitar techniques from Liang Liang, so the conversation naturally focused on the guitar.
Zhang Yu learned guitar from a retired accompanist from a former song and dance troupe in Lianwan.
Judging from Zhang Yu's guitar skills, her teacher probably only started playing guitar before retiring, and the time spent playing should not have been long.
Master Zhang Yu's skill level is naturally much better than that of guitarists in makeshift troupes, but the difference is limited. He should be somewhere between a beginner and intermediate guitarist, and definitely not a master.
The guitar is a foreign musical instrument. Although it existed in China in the 1960s and 70s, it only became popular among the general public in the 1980s.
The average person has limited experience with guitar, so their skill level is naturally not very high, especially in terms of theoretical knowledge.
Zhang Yu's theoretical knowledge is even more lacking; he doesn't even clearly express some basic guitar knowledge.
Liang Liang taught Zhang Yu a set of scale practice methods and also supplemented her with some theoretical knowledge of guitar.
Scales may seem simple, but playing them quickly, evenly, and with a layered, articulated feel is actually quite difficult.
In particular, Liang Liang's scale practice method incorporates different rhythmic weights and dynamics, as well as many fingering techniques such as glissando, ornamentation, muting, and string tapping. If you master this set of practice methods, Liang Liang can't guarantee whether you can become a master, but you should have no problem becoming the lead guitarist in an ordinary band.
As Liang Liang explained and demonstrated, Zhang Yu's gaze towards him changed from liking to admiration. If Liang Liang beckoned, she might just have gotten her hands on him.
Liang Liang doesn't have any interest in playing the field with Guo'er yet, mainly because he's too young. Having too much physical contact with women too early would be like drinking poison to quench thirst.
Anyway, there will be plenty of women in the future, so he's not in a hurry to try the forbidden fruit now.
Although in this life, his forbidden fruit was taken by Qin Wenju.
Before we knew it, it was time for the training course to end.
Liang Liang waved goodbye to Zhang Yu, who was reluctant to leave, and walked out of the Youth Palace with Zhao Xiaoqiao.
"How about it? Isn't our guitar teacher handsome?" Zhao Xiaoqiao asked slyly, like a little thief.
"Hey Xiaoqiao, where did you learn all this gangster slang from?"
"My dad! To be precise, it's all those older brothers and uncles under my dad. They might not have much else to say, but they're good at everything: fancy plates, smooth kidneys, and great skills..."
Liang Liang quickly covered Zhao Xiaoqiao's mouth.
"Holy crap! What kind of job does your father have to have friends like this?"
Just as Zhao Xiaoqiao was about to give Liang Liang a short explanation, a woman's voice came from afar.
"Son! Mom's here to pick you up."
When Liang Liang heard the voice calling his son, it was clearly from a thousand miles away, but as soon as the words were spoken, a fiery red figure appeared in front of him and Zhao Xiaoqiao.
A fiery red figure swept Zhao Xiaoqiao up in his arms and twirled her around in the street, radiating the magic of love.
Zhao Xiaoqiao was somewhat embarrassed and struggled desperately before finally breaking free from the clutches of the fiery red man.
"Mom! What are you doing? This is on the street."
“What’s wrong with being on the street? I’m your mother! I just got back from out of town and haven’t seen my precious son for two or three days. What’s wrong with me hugging him? You little ingrate, how come you’re becoming more and more like your father?”
Liang Liang tried her best to suppress her laughter.
This is a very funny woman.
The woman, who looked to be nearly forty, was slightly overweight, but because of her height, she didn't appear fat at first glance; instead, she seemed to have a full figure.
She's the type of woman that men desire before they even have a chance to appreciate.
In terms of appearance, if she were to lay her two eyebrows down smoothly, she would definitely be considered a beauty.
However, even if her eyebrows stood up like two knives, she would still be considered beautiful, just a little crooked.
"Mom! This is the older brother who taught me to play guitar on the main street a few days ago. His name is Liang Liang, also known as the Wolf of the North!"
Zhao Xiaoqiao is a cunning guy; he quickly shifted the focus of his attacks.
This move was very successful.
As soon as Zhao Xiaoqiao finished her introduction, Liang Liang felt like he was being targeted by a wolf.
"So it's you! The wolf from the north! I have to hug you!" the woman exclaimed in surprise, not at all like a stranger, and hugged Liang Liang tightly.
Liang Liang felt as if the bones in his body were screaming in unbearable pain.
Was this woman a judo or wrestling practitioner back in the day? How can she be so strong!
Zhao Xiaoqiao's mother's actions left him speechless.
This is definitely a tiger girl.
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