"My sweet and soft baby, Daddy can't bear to leave you~" Yu Xingli rubbed Zhao Zhao's face and didn't even bother to pack his things. Seeing this, Cheng Sui'an threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. He quickly packed up for him, curled his lips, and pointed to the door, "Please."
"Oh, Dad is gone." Yu Xingli said helplessly.
When they arrived next door, Lan Sen was also packing his luggage. Seeing Yu Xingli come in, he nodded gently and asked, "Are those clothes in the closet yours?"
Yu Xingli remained calm, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, just checking in with you. Do you mind if I hang up the clothes?"
There was only one cabinet in the room, but Yu Xingli didn't mind. He smiled and said, "Of course I don't mind," and enthusiastically helped him clean up. "Let me help you."
After a pause, he added silently, "Are you a germaphobe?"
Lan Sen smiled and shook his head. Seeing this, Yu Xingli washed his hands and started to help him pack up.
He talked a lot, and unknowingly, under Yu Xingli's intentional guidance, the two of them talked a lot back and forth, and their relationship was not so stiff.
Due to the addition of new members, in the afternoon, at the request of the vocal teacher, the four of them formally got to know each other in the vocal classroom and had a brief understanding of some musical instruments.
At first, Chi Huai spoke slowly and gently, but as Cheng Sui'an put his explanation into practice, his tone gradually became colder and more irritable, and finally, "Bang!"
"You can't put your hands like that!" Chi Huai threw a thick stack of information in his hand onto a chair beside him. He rolled up his sleeves and helped Cheng Suian adjust his position.
"For guitar, hold the neck with your left hand, with your thumb resting on the back of the neck for extra support and stability. Keep your fingers naturally curled and rest lightly on the strings, avoiding excessive pressure that could cause the guitar to go out of tune or touch other strings."
"besides!"
Chi Huai's face became darker and darker. Zhao Zhao and the others silently took a step back. They didn't expect that the vocal teacher would speak in this tone. It was true that you can't judge a book by its cover.
Here, the output remains the same, "Relax a little! Will I eat you?"
Cheng Sui'an, who always wanted to sleep in any class, was particularly alert and sweating profusely under the teacher's one-on-one guidance (roar).
"Oh, oh." He hurriedly changed it according to what Chi Huai said. This time, under the teacher's watchful eyes, he finally passed it in one try.
Chi Huai smiled again, and like magic, his voice softened again, "Okay, you can do it now," his eyes wandered, gradually landing on Zhao Zhao, "Wen Zizhao, come and sit down."
Zhao Zhao slowly stepped forward and adjusted his movements under his guidance.
When it came to Zhao Zhao, every time Chi Huai frowned slightly, the other three would stare closely, fearing that Zhao Zhao would be scolded. Fortunately, although Zhao Zhao's movements were slow, they were very standard, so he passed without being scolded.
Yu Xingli congratulated him, "Zhao Zhao is awesome."
Then, he met Chi Huai's eyes unexpectedly. Chi Huai smiled faintly, "Next, Yu Xingli."
"Come and sit down."
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