Luo Shanshan who was standing by suddenly came over.

"Ginger ginger."

"Ok?"

"Have you done the English homework assigned after the morning reading class? Let me have a look."

"Homework? What homework?"

Jiang Ning was still thinking about what kind of songs to pick out to shock the audience.

As a result, when I first heard this.

The whole person was in a daze.

"It's okay, go ahead and play."

???

Good guy.

Repeatedly testing the brink of life and death?

Miss Jiang frowned and stole the melon like a monkey.

Ding, the theft was successful.

Feel plus 1.

Then, just as Luo Shanshan screamed and was about to fight back.

Qi Wen suddenly came over and put a thick letter on Miss Jiang's desk.

"Jiang Jiang, your letter."

what?

This year.

Is there anyone who writes to me?

It can’t be a love letter…

Jiang Ning took the letter with a strange look on his face.

At this time.

Several girls around also leaned closer out of curiosity.

Everyone seemed to want to know who the owner of this letter was.

And when Jiang Ning looked down at the stamp on the letter.

I was stunned for some unknown reason.

Sent from America?

Is it...

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Chapter 169: Teddy spirit reincarnates?

That's right.

The letter was sent by Du Xinrui.

There were three pieces of letter paper with the Berklee College of Music logo and a square photo.

Jiang Ning glanced at the photo.

This is a photo of Du Xinrui, wearing a brown coat, standing at the main entrance of Berklee College of Music.

But before Jiang Ning had time to take a closer look, the photo was snatched away by Luo Shanshan and the others.

"Wow."

"It's Teacher Du."

"It's a beautiful shot, very elegant."

"Hey, is that the Berklee College of Music? It looks a bit shabby in the photo..."

"Yeah, it doesn't look as pretty as the technical college..."

Several girls took turns reading it, calling out like bumpkins from time to time.

It seemed that the photos would not be delivered to me for a while.

Jiang Ning simply started reading the letters in his hand one by one.

The first page.

The general content is that Du Xinrui has successfully settled down at the Berklee College of Music.

She then introduced what she saw and heard in Boston.

At the same time, there is some misunderstanding of the living habits of local people.

For example, her roommate.

I change boyfriends very quickly.

It was often Du Xinrui's full name that she had just called out in the morning.

Finally, someone was replaced in the evening.

In her own words in the letter.

This is even faster than the speed at which she switches between different pitch ranges with her left and right hands.

When seeing this example, Miss Jiang couldn't help but smile.

Something that could make someone as gentle as Du Xinrui complain was probably exaggerated.

But according to Du Xinrui.

Her roommate has the same problem.

Other aspects are very good.

Knowing that she is from the East and her spoken English may not be very good.

She was often invited to participate in the women's music salon at school.

This will allow her to integrate into the school atmosphere as quickly as possible.

However, the second page talks about some of Du Xinrui's experiences in school.

Some are about life, some are about study.

There are also food customs and insights from a weekend trip to several attractions in Boston.

This made Jiang Ning, who was reading the letter, actually feel the pleasure of listening to daily life.

As for the last page.

Apart from a few words reminding Miss Jiang not to forget to practice the piano.

Also left an address and phone number.

And told Jiang Ning that if he wanted to reply, he could just return to this address.

this will.

Qi Wen suddenly sent Luo Shanshan away from her seat.

He leaned close to Jiang Ning and asked in an ambiguous tone:

"Ginger ginger."

"When did you become so close to Teacher Du?"

"She can write back to you in America..."

"I learned piano from her for a while..." Jiang Ning took the opportunity to tell Qi Wen the whole story of how he learned piano.

I thought this explanation would convince Qi Xiaoniu.

But she is like a goldfish.

Puffy cheeks.

"Ginger ginger!"

"I've never even heard you play the piano!"

"in spite of!"

"I want you to play it for me sometime."

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Music class in the afternoon.

The class was taught by Wu Xiaobailian himself.

I don’t know if it’s because the last fight was seen by Miss Jiang and others.

Wu Xiaobailian's attitude towards several members of the sister group is obviously much colder than that of others.

This is a good thing for Jiang Ning.

It just so happened that she didn't have time to take care of this pretty boy's affairs recently.

Therefore, the previous agreement with Li Duoyong and others has been temporarily shelved.

but.

Miss Jiang has no time to care.

The boys in the class are very busy.

Especially when Chen Lan and others knew that Jiang Ning was also on their side.

Everyone was in high spirits.

Although the efficiency is low.

But I can't stand being busy every day.

This is not.

I had a good time in class.

A note was passed to Miss Jiang.

She tilted her head and glanced.

I found out that it was Li Duoyong who sent it.

He took the note from Zhang Shuangshu's hand.

Open it and take a look.

[He worked as a music teacher at No. 3 Middle School for a while, but later resigned suddenly for unknown reasons. I heard from his classmates at No. 3 Middle School that it seemed to be because of an office romance.]

No. 3 Middle School?

Office romance?

Jiang Ning raised his head and glanced at the pretty boy who was passionately teaching music theory.

His brows furrowed.

Good guy.

I hooked up with teachers at No. 3 Middle School, and now I’m hooking up with students at No. 1 Middle School.

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