Chapter 15: The Destructive Sound of Magic (3)

  My hairdo can't be messed up! Nanquan spent over half an hour blowing out my hair and used half a bottle of hair wax to get it just right, how could...

  Dongfang Pi didn't buy it at all, and another heavy blow was added to her head: "Who is your sister!? Please call me Class Director!" Her complacent expression really had a tendency to be slapped. She continued: "Wa'er, class has started, what are you still doing here? Do you want me to invite you to dinner?"

  Nanfist walked towards the seat with a sassy expression, making all sorts of cute and playful faces along the way. Actually, Lijie is not usually like this, I don't know if she took the wrong medicine today or what.

  Only Dongfang Pi knew that she was venting her anger. As soon as she returned to the office, she was frightened and found that everything in the office was intact except for her own desk which looked like it had been ransacked. Coincidentally, the principal came down to inspect, so Dongfang Pi was inevitably scolded.

  It's not over yet! The principal had just scolded himself hoarse, took a sip of water, and was about to shut up when a student suddenly burst in and reported the situation at noon. As a result, Dongfang Pei hastily checked the losses and only then discovered that he had lost the information sheet for all members of Class A (1). So, Principal You Xun gave him another scolding from head to toe.

  "Alright, class is starting!" Dongfang Ping flipped open the sheet music on the podium. She was an artist and couldn't teach anything other than music classes. "For our first lesson today, I don't know what your foundation is like, so let's do a small test first!"

  What an exam!?! You've got to be kidding me! Wu Xian's face turned red with sweat, she had been mocked by Xiao Xue since childhood for being tone deaf, singing without a tune, and now an exam?! It's just the first class, teacher, you're really cruel!

  Before Weng Jingmo could finish thinking, Dongfang Pi seemed to have the ability to read minds. She was the first to notice Weng Jingmo in the front row, and the more hesitant he became, the more she wanted to call out: "Weng Jingmo, you come up with a topic!"

  "Teacher, I don't—" Wu Ning hastily stood up, wanting to refuse.

  Ke Dongfang seemed to be intentionally trying to bully her, not letting Wu Ningmo finish speaking. She said to herself: "I hope Wu Ningmo sets a good example! Where is everyone's applause?"

  Thunderous applause really rang out, and even Di Ge at the same table joined in. Wu Xing's face grew even more sweaty. She had to tell the truth: "Teacher, I sing very badly!"

  "How is that possible?" Dongfang Pi's face was full of disbelief, "Looking at your delicate face, how could you possibly sing badly? Come on, don't hide it, sing a song for us!"

  What's the logic? Is there a direct connection between having a pretty face and singing well?

  She hesitated for a moment and then asked again. She declined three times, but still couldn't convince him. Finally, she seemed to have given up and asked once more: "Teacher, are you sure you want to hear me sing? You won't regret it?"

  Why don't you just sing a song? Regret is useless! Dongfang Pi nodded firmly: "Confirmed! Definitely and certainly——"

  "Alright!" Wǔ Níng Mò finally made up her mind, it's what you want to hear, and the consequences are yours to bear!

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