A brisk song "Turkish March" has a fast pace and is completely showing off its skills.

Sheng Yuxi watched from the side, full of worship.

He and Sheng Yue are close to each other and grow up together, and they have a good relationship. Sheng Yue has been versatile since childhood.

But as he listened, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Yueyue, this is much better than what you usually play at home, it's smooth and smooth."

Even the layman could hear him, so naturally Sheng Yue would not be unable to feel it.

This sound, this sound...

She seemed a little distracted while playing the song, and her face changed vaguely.

How did Sheng Yang, who secretly glanced at her and was still quietly reading without any influence, discovered it?

Could it be that it is unintentional?

He is obviously a local bun who doesn't even have the chance to see a piano.

Even so, after Sheng Yue finished playing the song and closed the cover, he still reluctantly said, "It should be the difference in tuning."

She said this to Sheng Yuxi.

However, Sheng Yuxi pursed her lips, "It shouldn't be. We have moved in for the past two days and we haven't had time to ask for a lawyer to be transferred."

In other words, Sheng Yue’s piano is not as good as the one in front of him in every aspect. Could it be that the lawyer is transferred to the problem? There is no reason.

Sheng Yue raised her hand and pressed her temples, and she couldn't stand any longer.

At this time, a servant stood by the door and knocked on the door, "Miss, there is a foreigner downstairs looking for you."

The servants in the Sheng family are all well-trained, have high salaries, have a driver's license, and know basic English, but the foreigner below the building barely understood that he was looking for a new lady.

Except for those, they couldn't understand the others, so they didn't dare to make decisions and had to come to find the eldest lady.

Sheng Yue's eyes lit up when she heard this. I heard that her aunt intended to let Sheng Yang enter the Yan. Could it be that she was a foreign teacher who was preparing to supplement her with English?

"Let's go down and take a look." Sheng Yue said excitedly.

Sheng Yang heard the "ding" sound of her newly changed phone, and pressed her eyebrows with a headache. She asked to guess what it was.

Sheng Yue and Sheng Yuxi came downstairs first. They saw a tall and big foreign man. There seemed to be some big head next to him, which was covered tightly by a piece of cloth.

Sheng Yuxi had a headache when he saw the blonde and blue-eyed foreigner. He was a subject-oriented student when he graduated from high school and did the worst in English. If he hadn't been delayed in English, he would have done better.

So he could only ask Sheng Yue for help. Sheng Yue patted the back of his hand comfortably, "Don't worry, everything is left to me."

She was graceful and generous, smiling at foreigners, and said in English, "Hello, what can I do to help you?"

His eyes slowly, and he saw Sheng Yang descending down the stairs behind him, becoming more and more arrogant.

Foreigners were impatient and talked a lot.

Sheng Yue's pupils shrank slightly. What did this foreigner say? Why can't she understand it very much? It seems to be in English with an accent.

I only understood a few words in a sporadic way.

But in front of Sheng Yuxi and Sheng Yang, she naturally couldn't admit it, so she suppressed her ignorant expression, half-guessed and half-guessed, Sheng Yue smiled gently, "He just introduced himself that he was the tutor that his aunt found for Sheng Yang."

"Yueyue, you really understand." Sheng Yuxi gave a thumbs up and turned to the big guy next to the foreigner, "What should the tutor brings such a big box for?"

Sheng Yue can only ask again.

Without exception, this time she didn't understand, and she said with a thorn in her mouth, "That's his luggage."

"Oh..." Sheng Yuxi's expression of sudden enlightenment was expressed, and Sheng Yue, the best English speaker in the audience, was like a god.

Sheng Yang, who had been witnessing everything, curled her lips slightly, then walked forward and said concisely to the foreigner, "no."

Her voice was clear, but when she spoke simple foreign languages, she seemed to be Su Dao.

Sheng Yuxi was immediately anxious, and his tall body was so eager to scoop up, "Sister, sister, I can't do it, this is the foreign teacher that mom finally found for you."

Sheng Yue almost laughed out loud. I am afraid that those who come from small places can only "yes" and "no"?

If he talked too much, foreigners couldn't understand it, but he could only understand this world-wide "no" and scratched his head. He was so anxious that he wanted to sweat down. If he couldn't explain clearly, he simply lifted the cloth up.
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