Real Scholar System

Bai Yang took the shopping card that Fang Moyan threw to her, and left with a happy face. The face value of the shopping card was 1000 yuan. For the one-on-one small class of Baiyang, a performance-level pianist, the price is not high. Classes in large classes cost 120 yuan, and small classes like this one-to-one class cost at least 1 yuan per session.

She can still go to the training class of Binghuo Piano Company during the day, and she can also earn a lot of extra money.

As for her plans for the future, she didn't think about it for a long time. There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain.

Fang Moyan showed his previous hard work and fought against the piano.

When you are tired, you can meditate and rest. When you are rested, get up and continue to practice. Repeatedly, without sleep.

He made a plan for himself. Within a week, he could make his fingering extremely precise, within two weeks he could practice the keys to perfection, within three weeks he could practice the music to perfection, and then he could show his practice results in one month.

This is actually an impossible task. Music is not a quick thing, and the sense of music cannot be developed in a day or two.

But it's a goal after all.

Moreover, sending goose feathers from thousands of miles away is light in gift and affection, and I just need to do my best.

When the sun rose, Fang Moyan finally stopped his crazy practice and practiced all night.

If it weren't for his own method of counting breaths to meditate and breathe, which can rest the body functions to the maximum extent, he would have already collapsed.

Why don't you just ask for leave today, since there's nothing else going on at school, just tell the old class.

Fang Moyan stood up, found his mobile phone, and was about to call Lao Ban. When his finger touched the screen, it felt like a needle prick.The ten fingers of both hands were red and swollen, like pig's trotters, with many tiny blisters on them.

He simply found a needle, pierced the blister, and then applied some Yunnan Baiyao, which made it better.

By the way, with medicine, there are quite a few Tongjin Huoluo Powder given by Grandpa Liaoyi of Taishan Daomen. That one is designed to treat bruises and strains, and minor injuries like broken skin are not worth mentioning.

He directly took a taxi and ran to the small apartment in Xuefu Garden. He went upstairs directly, and just as he got out of the elevator, he bumped into Yuan Lanxi.

"Huh? Where have you been?"

"No... not going anywhere." Fang Moyan suddenly panicked when Yuan Lanxi asked him this question. It's broken. Didn't she look for him yesterday?

"Oh, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Yuan Lanxi stretched out his hand and tried Fang Moyan's forehead, "It seems that he doesn't have a fever either."

"I'm fine, are you going to school? You go, I have to go to the bathroom," Fang Moyan rushed into the door in a hurry.

Yuan Lanxi frowned, no, Xiao Fang seemed to be hiding something from me.

What the hell is going on?

Of course she knew that last night, Fang Moyan didn't come back all night, didn't return home, and didn't know where he went, but she didn't want him to know that she was paying attention to him all the time, for fear that he would think too much and feel uncomfortable Feel.

Let's go to school first, and ask him again when there is a chance. There have been some changes in Yang Jin's listed company, and some things need my help.

Fang Moyan found Tongjin Huoluo Powder, applied it on his fingers, and a cool feeling came over him, and the pain in his fingers basically disappeared.

This medicine is indeed extremely miraculous, it is worthy of being a 100 million medicine, and it only takes such a small amount to restore my fingers to their original state.

He also moved the massage chair for physical and mental restoration this time. As for Yuan Lanxi, he probably won't find out what he's doing.

Back in the hut where he kept the piano, Fang Moyan took a hot shower first, and then slept soundly for two hours in the massage chair for physical and mental restoration. These two hours of rest are enough for an ordinary person to sleep eight hour effect.

Continue to practice hard!

The hard work paid off, and in the afternoon, Fang Moyan began to gradually find some subtle skills in fingering. This is a feeling that the teacher cannot convey in words, and it takes long-term training to have such an effect.

However, Fang Moyan possesses such a powerful weapon as the super flow state.

Practice directly in the state of flow, and the practice efficiency is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

In addition to eating and going to the toilet, he used all his time. Even in the toilet, he could practice fingering in the air.

Auto-suggestion method, decomposition motivation method, and superflow state learning method are all used.

It was getting dark, Bai Yang finished his day's lessons, and then came to give him a small lesson.

"Huh? You've arrived already?" Bai Yang looked at the time, and it was still an hour away from the class time that he and Fang Moyan had confirmed.

"Racing against time." Fang Moyan said disapprovingly, "Why don't we start now? We can practice for another hour."

"Brother! If you practice for an extra hour, you need to pay more."

"Add more money." Fang Moyan now likes to exchange money for time. If he can use 1000 million or even [-] million to directly learn the performance-level piano skills, he will buy it without hesitation.

"Hey, you really hate rich people. It seems that you are indeed rich, otherwise you wouldn't give up the 8000 million that Shulev gave you. I thought you were poor and strong."

"Average, third in the world." Fang Moyan laughed.

"Let's go, let me check what you learned in the last class. Come and show me your clumsy fingering."

Fang Moyan confidently sat down in front of the piano, and many times of psychological hints gave him the demeanor and demeanor of a master subconsciously.

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows, this guy has quite the posture.

Do-re-mi instigates Xi Duo,

The seven simplest notes flowed out from Fang Moyan's fingers, as if they had been practiced thousands of times.

"stop!"

The notes stop immediately,

Not a fake bomb!

Bai Yang quickly called him to stop, staring at his hand like watching a magician perform a magic trick,
"Come again! Slow down the tempo by eight beats."

Fang Moyan played it again according to the rhythm she said.

As far as the fingering just now is concerned, it takes at least three months for ordinary children to achieve the level of proficiency. Even if adults learn things faster, it is not so exaggerated. Moreover, in terms of learning music, it is the younger age that accounts for it. Advantage.

"What a weird person! How did you practice? When you finished class yesterday, you were still like playing cotton. Why did you suddenly realize it when you woke up?" Bai Yang couldn't believe it. She had nothing to do with teaching Fang Moyan well. If he is mentally prepared, he may retreat after two days of learning.

But he has achieved such an obvious speed of progress, which is unheard of.

"Why did I wake up, I didn't sleep at all, I practiced until dawn, my hands were blistered, and I used my special medicine to get better."

Fang Moyan didn't hide anything, and stretched out his scabbed fingers.

Bai Yang was dumbfounded. This guy is really trying his best to practice a piece of music.

That being the case, maybe what kind of miracle will be created.