After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Several teachers were moved by this scene with complicated emotions.

Such a good student is really rare to meet in a hundred years.

Looking at Ye Nanqing again, she just stood quietly in the corner and looked at Song Yixuan on the hospital bed, with no expression on her clean face.

Qin Xiang saw that Song Yixuan's problem was not serious, and apologized kindly to Song's mother at the right time, and then suggested that they go back to the school to report the situation, and promised to give an explanation for the accident.

Mother Song rolled her eyes and said, "You all go! It's useless to stay here anyway, I'm enough for Xuanxuan here."

Ye Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he could finally leave this oppressive place.

She followed behind Qin Xiang, and when she was about to step out with one foot, Mother Song's powerful voice sounded behind her:

"Ye Nanqing! You stay here."

"..."

In the crowded ward, only Song Yixuan, Song Mu and Ye Nanqing were left.

Ye Nan leaned against the wall with a helpless expression and a loose posture.

Mother Song poured a cup of hot tea for Song Yixuan and handed it over, and then looked at Ye Nanqing again, half-believing, "I heard from Xuanxuan that you are the famous pianist Ye Fei?"

No wonder she felt familiar the first time she saw this girl.

Ye Nanqing nodded frankly and said nothing.

Mother Song received an affirmative answer. Seeing that her gaze was finally not as sharp as it was at the beginning, she seemed to be thinking about it.

After a while, she seemed to say unintentionally: "Our family Xuanxuan admires you very much. She goes to watch every performance of yours live. There are all your promotional posters in the house. Even the piano that she usually practiced keeps up with you. The same one you use."

In the end, she said seriously: "No wonder Xuanxuan would risk her life for you."

Mother Song's tone of voice was heavy when she said this, and the word "fate" was also heavy.

Ye Nanqing's eyes paused slightly, and a trace of irritability rose in his heart.

What is she going to say?

Thank you Song Yixuan for adoring her so much?

Or do you feel honored?

Thinking of this, Ye Nanqing couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered inwardly.

Damn it, she probably shouldn't have come to the hospital on impulse.

Looking at Song Yixuan's seemingly harmless face that was haunted by nightmares, she felt that the air in the ward was poisoned, which made her extremely disgusted.

Song's mother didn't know if it was her own illusion, as if she saw the sarcasm flashing in the girl's eyes.

Considering Song Yixuan's thoughts, she finally suppressed the doubts in her heart, looked at Ye Nanqing seriously and said, "Do you know what the biggest dream of our family Xuanxuan has always been?"

Ye Nanqing raised his eyes to look over, raised his eyebrows, showing a curious look.

"Our family, Xuanxuan, has been talking about it since a very early age, and wants to ask you to be her teacher and let you be her piano teacher."

For this reason, the Song family tried their best to get in touch with Ye Fei, but how could Ye Fei see her whenever she wanted?

It is even more impossible to accept disciples casually.

Ye Nanqing heard the word "apprenticeship" again, and the scene of shaking hands uncontrollably on the day of the performance in the previous life resurfaced in his mind.

The media's eloquent criticism and questioning of her once again lingered on her nerves.

Those three years of heart and soul made her feel like a hopeless fool!

The girl's palms were slightly clenched, and her eyes, which were originally cold, seemed to be frozen at this moment, and there was a sudden chill.

Song's mother continued: "Do you want to consider being Xuanxuan's piano teacher? Our Song family will be grateful to you."

The previous sharpness and reproaches all disappeared, and Mother Song even used the honorific "you".

Ye Nanqing said indifferently, "I don't accept disciples."

Song Yixuan, who had been waiting for Ye Nanqing's reply, also had a gloomy look in her eyes, as if something was broken.

Mother Song was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help showing doubts on her face, "Ye Nanqing, don't you even think about it? Our Xuanxuan saved you in such a critical situation!"

She felt that anyone with a heart should not refuse the small request made by her savior, right?

Song Yixuan noticed that her mother became emotional, bit her lips, and said in a rough voice: "Mom, it's okay, Teacher Ye doesn't want to accept me as a disciple, it must be because I'm not good enough."

The pitiful way of blaming himself makes people feel distressed when they see it.

Ye Nanqing suddenly understood why he was captured in his last life.

Her eyes were still cold, she stabbed the knife without mercy and said: "That's right, Song Yixuan can't reach my level of accepting disciples."

Character fails.

"Hey! You...!" Song's mother was dumbfounded. She felt dissatisfied in her heart, but she suppressed it and only snorted coldly, "Our family Xuanxuan also won a prize in the city-level piano competition."

"There are many excellent piano teachers in Kyoto." Ye Nanqing sneered, "I will help you find a suitable teacher for her."

"What's wrong with you being our Xuanxuan's piano teacher?" Mother Song couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "If it weren't for our Xuanxuan, you would be dead now, and now you can't even do this for her ?”

"One matter is another matter." Ye Nanqing finished his words, turned around and was about to leave, "It's getting late, I should go."

"you……"

Mother Song hadn't finished speaking when a "boom" sounded.

"Xuanxuan!"

Ye Nanqing glanced back suspiciously, only to see Song Yixuan fell off the bed to the ground for some reason, struggled to crawl towards her, and begged with a pale face, "Teacher Ye, don't leave yet, okay?"

Song's mother frantically helped Song Yixuan up from the ground, annoyed and distressed, "You child, if you have something to say, just talk about it, what's the rush?"

Her eyes fell on the back of Song Yixuan's hand that was bleeding after tearing off the needle under the struggle again, and she was startled, "Xuanxuan! Don't move around! Don't you know you are still infusion? Why are you so stupid?"

Song Yixuan ignored this, and looked at Ye Nanqing pleadingly, "Mr. Ye, I... can I ask, what is your standard for accepting apprentices? I will work hard."

Geez, what a touching scene.

Ye Nanqing sneered at the corner of his lips, and said in a very heartless voice: "Song Yixuan, I will never accept you as a disciple, so you should give up your heart!"

Song's mother was completely angry. She looked at her with resentment and gritted her teeth to warn: "Ye Nanqing, you owe our family Xuanxuan, you must be her piano teacher! Otherwise, you will be punished by God!"

"is it?"

Ye Nanqing thought that if she became Song Yixuan's piano teacher, she would be punished by God.