Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 295 Chapter 292. Please hire Gao Ming
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After returning home from school, Suzuki Hisuhito threw himself on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't tell Tang Zegui that he was kicked out of the light music department today, so he went home as soon as school was over.

Haha, if that little fat guy knew that I had been going home and lazing around without telling him these past few days, he would definitely be so angry that he would explode~
Of course, he didn't go to Kyushu Cheng for help.

As his younger brother who has been following him for half a year, Suzuki Hisuhito already knows the nature of Kyushu Makoto very well.

If the light music club was bullied by bad boys or derelict teachers, Kyushu Cheng would go out with an umbrella and beat them up without saying a word. But if it's just a trivial matter like the "Ministry Abolition Crisis", Kyushu Cheng can't help much, and he won't be willing to help.

"Because I can't run the club normally, it's reasonable for me to be ordered to abolish it by the student union. What else can I do? To threaten the student union for them to be lenient?" Kyushu Cheng would definitely ask him this.

"Whatever, I don't dare to make Brother Kyushu unhappy over such trivial matters." Suzuki Hisuhito turned over, took out his mobile phone and started to watch videos:

"Breaking News!" Expose the industry shady behind the top artist company Guinis! 》

"Wushi Band is about to release a new album, and it is reported that the demo version of one of the songs was played at the Bon Festival celebration"

"Kamen Rider Red" has been confirmed to shoot a sequel, and the title is tentatively titled "Kamen Rider Four Winds"

"Don't Laugh Challenge!" Click here and laugh out loud in ten seconds. Consciously like and subscribe~》

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Just watching meaningless videos pointlessly, continuing to live a meaningless life, and imagining that sooner or later, I will become different.

Suzuki Hisuhito knows very well that this is who he is now. But he didn't intend to change, he just let himself continue to immerse himself in it.

Suddenly, a video jumped to his recommendation page, causing his fingers to pause for a second:

"Piano teaching that ordinary people can learn!" You will become a piano master in the eyes of your friends within a month! 》

By some strange coincidence, Hisashi Suzuki clicked on the video and wasted ten minutes watching it.

However, after watching it, he realized that although the video was clear and logical, the knowledge taught was messy and in many places even misleading, specifically designed to deceive laymen who knew nothing.

As expected, at the end of the video, an advertisement for a piano training class was released. To put it bluntly, it was an advertisement for selling lessons disguised as a free teaching video.

"Damn it, you garbage seller!" Suzuki Yuhito cursed and moved to the next video:
"Reviews of the Top Ten Pianists in the World Today!" The first place is actually him! 》

"Why is it the piano again?" Suzuki Yuhito was a little irritated and crossed out the video.

"piano."

"piano."

"piano."

"Damn it, it's all pianos anyway. Didn't I accidentally trigger the big data?"

I scrolled through five or six videos in a row, all of which were related to piano, which made Suzuki Hisuhito anxious.

Video platforms generally have big data systems, that is, after a user watches a certain video, the platform will recommend videos of the same type to the user.

Could it be that I just watched a video of piano selling lessons for more than ten minutes, so Big Data mistakenly thought that I was interested in piano?

"It's so annoying."

Suzuki Hisahito threw away his cell phone and got up from the bed.

Half an hour later.
"Where did I put it before?"

For some reason, Suzuki Yuhito felt a sense of irritation in his heart, which made him no longer in the mood to continue watching videos.

It wasn't until he started looking through the textbooks and music scores he used to learn piano at home that his irritability dissipated.

Ever since he gave up the piano, his parents had put away all the things related to the piano and piled them up in an unknown corner.

"Hey. Found it! Cough, cough, cough!"

Finally, Suzuki Hisuhito dug out a stack of old books and papers from under the glove box in the study room, splashing a cloud of choking dust.

"Children's Piano Enlightenment", "Piano Learning: From Beginner to Mastery", "Piano Examination Guide".
Hisashi Suzuki began to look through his books. Looking at the lines of words and notes in the book, he felt that his dusty memory was slightly loosened.

But only a little. They were obviously piano books that he had learned thoroughly when he was a child. But when he opened them again, he felt unfamiliar, as if the knowledge had already left him.

"No, it can't go on like this."

I have basically forgotten all the piano textbooks I used when I was a child, and it is almost impossible to learn on my own from scratch; the piano teaching videos on the Internet are either junk teaching that deceives traffic or advertisements selling lessons.

If he wanted to return to his previous peak level within two weeks and assist the light music club in performing at the cultural festival, he could not do it by himself.

"Is this the only way?" Suzuki Hisuhito's eyes fell on a leaflet tucked in the piano book, which contained the contact information and teaching address of his former piano teacher.

By the time Suzuki Hisuhito came to his senses, he had already appeared at the door of a business building.

He learned piano here when he was a child, and after many years, he still saw the signboard [Kasukabe Piano Tuition] at the door, proving that this training class has not given up on business.

"What on earth am I doing? Why would I come to a place like this? Isn't it too stupid?" Suzuki Yuhito suppressed the urge to walk in and smiled wryly to himself:

"At this point, do I really want to ask Mr. Kasukabe to teach me piano again?"

The reality is not a light novel. He has already missed the best age for learning, and no matter how hard he tries, he will never have time to pick up the piano again. Even if he succeeds, he can't make Sawara Hanami fall in love with him with just such a small amount of effort. This is the reality.

Just be a rebellious boy who is idle and has nothing to do. This is the new identity given by God after he gave up his talents, and it is also the role he wants to play in this society.

"Goodbye, Mr. Kasukabe!" The door of the training class opened, and a junior high school boy left with his schoolbag on his back, not forgetting to say goodbye to the teacher before leaving.

"Be careful on your way home, handsome man." An old man with a few strands of white hair, estimated to be over fifty years old, walked out slowly and kindly warned the boy: "Remember to practice at home every day, don't slack off!"

After saying goodbye to the students, the old man was just about to close the door when he saw Suzuki Yuhito standing on the roadside pretending to look at the scenery. Immediately, an unnatural light of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This person is Suzuki Hisuhito’s former piano teacher, Kasukabe Junpei. He was much older than he remembered, and there were obvious wrinkles on his face.

Yeah, he's looking at me. But since we haven’t seen each other for so long, he probably can’t recognize me anymore, haha. Suzuki Yuhito felt a little guilty and deliberately didn’t make eye contact with Mr. Kasukabe.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the old man said: "Are you Suzuki Yuhito?"

"Ah?!" Suzuki Yuhito was startled, and his eyes turned to Mr. Kasukabe: "How did you recognize me?"

"As expected, it's you! How could a teacher forget a student!" Teacher Kasukabe put his hands on his hips and wrinkled his face in confusion:
"I haven't seen you in so many years. You have grown up. Why did you get an ugly yellow hair? Are you becoming a bad boy?"

"Ah, no! I dyed my hair yellow just to look more handsome. I definitely didn't become a bad boy! Haha~" Suzuki Yuhito smiled and quickly defended himself:
"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Kasukabe on the way home from school. I see you look good, so I'll leave first~"

After saying that, Suzuki Hisuhito felt like he was retreating in his heart, and he immediately wanted to turn around and run away.

"Stop." Teacher Kasukabe stopped him: "You don't even have a schoolbag on your back and are still wearing casual clothes. How could you just happen to be passing by on the way home from school?"

"Well..." Suzuki Yuhito then realized that he had changed out of his school uniform after returning home today, and he hurriedly found an excuse: "Our school. Yes, our school doesn't have to wear uniforms, and we don't have to carry school bags!"

"Isn't that just a gangster high school?" Mr. Kasukabe suddenly frowned and raised his face hard. This was the expression Suzuki Hisuhito was most afraid of when he was a child: "Are you really going to be a bad boy?"

"Ahhh." Suzuki Yuhito panicked even more and began to dance and gesture: "It's not a gangster high school either. Hahahaha, in short, it's very complicated to explain."

"Okay, I don't care about this kind of thing." Teacher Kasukabe interrupted him and asked directly: "You came to me today, don't you want to learn piano again?"

"." Realizing that the other party had seen through his true thoughts, Suzuki Hisuhito stood silent for three seconds before reluctantly asking: "Teacher Kasukabe, do you think I still have a chance now?"

"You were originally a good kid who wanted to learn piano. Although you are not as good as a real genius, you are considered a small talent if you passed the basic level exam at that age. You will have the opportunity to enter the professional field in the future." Teacher Kasukabe recalled it, seriously Staring into the boy's blank eyes:
"But you should be about 16 or 17 years old this year, right? It's really unqualified to still be stuck at the [Basic Level] at this age. And I believe you haven't touched the piano for many years, and you have almost forgotten the techniques, right?"

"Yeah, yes." Suzuki Yuhito admitted with disappointment.

"As for whether you still have a chance now, of course you do. After all, even retired people come to learn piano from me." Teacher Kasukabe snorted.
"But you have almost used up all your talents. Unless a miracle happens, you will never enter the professional field in this life. Even if you work hard from now on, you will only be able to reach a relatively high amateur level."

"Is that so?" Suzuki Yujin thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't care. I just want to help my classmates play a few songs at the cultural festival. And they are all popular songs, not difficult."

"I see, this is the reason why you came to me." Teacher Kasukabe heard his intention and asked again:

"If you just reach that level, of course I can teach you. But how long will it take for the cultural festival you mentioned?"

"Two weeks." Suzuki Hisuhito answered cautiously.

"Sorry, the time is too short to teach." Kasukabe Junpei's expression returned to coldness: "You can hire someone else."

(End of this chapter)