Chapter 1069

But Teacher Feng had immersed himself in symphonic music for decades, and his mastery of music was almost unmatched.

For these students before him, as long as even the slightest problem appeared during their performance,

Teacher Feng could capture it immediately and commit it to memory.

Only after the performance ended,

would Teacher Feng gather these problems together and then provide targeted explanations and discussions.

A few minutes later,

the performance ended.

Teacher Feng cleared his throat, first mentioning the problems of the others,

then,

Teacher Feng looked at Yu Zhouzhou and said helplessly, "Yu Zhouzhou, when are you planning to change your instrument? The tone of your current cello deviates too severely; it is no longer suitable for performance."

Teacher Feng's words were very direct.

Yet Yu Zhouzhou accepted them calmly.

Looking at Teacher Feng,

Yu Zhouzhou said softly, "I'm sorry, Teacher. I haven't saved enough money to buy a cello yet, so I can only use this one for learning for now. But rest assured, Teacher, I won't delay my studies."

"I know."

Teacher Feng responded, looking at Yu Zhouzhou's school uniform, which was already washed white, and then said, "In that case, I'll give you three more days. If you cannot bring a new cello to class after three days, you will automatically stand in the last row of the class. Did you hear me clearly?"

After Teacher Feng finished speaking,

many students now looked at Yu Zhouzhou with eyes full of schadenfreude.

Yet Yu Zhouzhou at this moment did not care at all, paying no mind to the gazes of others. After silently estimating the rental price of a cello in her heart, she nodded, "Okay, Teacher. I heard you clearly."

"Mm, good. Next, let's discuss specific problems..."

Teacher Feng continued to discuss the problems.

But the students below could not help but look at Yu Zhouzhou.

Because they wanted to know,

how the poorest girl in this class had the confidence to agree to the teacher's request.

They all knew the price of a cello.

A performance-grade cello costs at least over one hundred thousand.

For them, this sum of over one hundred thousand was nothing.

But for Yu Zhouzhou, this sum of over one hundred thousand was obviously a huge amount of money.

A female student looked at Yu Zhouzhou and could not help but laugh softly, teasing, "Really, you can't even afford a good instrument, so why come to study music? You could just pick any major. Poor people are truly laughable, always thinking they can change the future through their own efforts, hehe..."

This girl's complaint was heard word for word by Teacher Feng.

Glancing at Yu Zhouzhou, who was still expressionless at this moment,

Teacher Feng's face turned cold, and he then said, "If anyone talks privately again, get out immediately. My class does not allow anyone to be distracted!"

Teacher Feng's stern-faced appearance was extremely terrifying, and the students dared not make any further moves.

Finally, after noon class ended,

the female students waited until Teacher Feng walked out of the classroom before they started discussing in groups of three or five.

The content of their discussion was very simple; it was about Yu Zhouzhou.

And at this time, Yu Zhouzhou paid no attention to the noisy sounds around her.

She directly put the cello into its case, then slung the case over her back and walked out of the classroom.

At this moment, there was still half an hour before lunch.

Yu Zhouzhou thought for a moment, took out her phone, and dialed Zhu Yun's number, "Hello, Zhu Yun, what are you doing? Are you free at noon?"

"Nothing much. It's just that my cello can't be used anymore, so I want you to accompany me to the music shop to see if we can rent a usable cello. Mm, mm, okay, then let's eat outside. Mm, okay."

... It.