Although Liu Yufan was very disgusted with changing teachers, he was still a little curious when he saw Ma Huaiyuan's look of wanting to speak but stopping.

Seeing everyone staring at him, Ma Huaiyuan smiled and said, "I do know a very powerful teacher, but this person has a weird temper. To be honest, I was not sure that he would accept Yufan as a student." [The latest updates are all in search.]

Hearing Ma Yuanyuan's words, several people showed strange expressions on their faces.

The first person to speak was Jiang Ya. She knew that Ma Huaiyuan was very steady and generally did not praise others easily. He said the four words "very powerful" from him, and that was quite heavy. Although Ma Huaiyuan's major was flute, don't forget that this person graduated from Xi'an Conservatory of Music and was born in a regular professional class! Even if piano is not the main business, his vision is there. If he can say "very powerful", what kind of person should he be?

"Teacher Ma, what is the weird thing about this weird temper you are talking about? Does he often beat and scold students?" Jiang Ya asked with some concern. If this is the case, it would be inappropriate. No matter how high the teacher's level is, if he treats students like this often, it will seriously dispel students' enthusiasm.

"That's not, in fact, he has no students." Ma Huaiyuan hesitated for a moment before saying embarrassedly.

"No student?" Hearing Ma Huaiyuan's words, the few people suddenly widened their eyes.

What a joke, can you call a teacher without a student?

"Teacher Ma, what's going on? Since he doesn't have students, how do you know that he is powerful?" Jiang Ya asked a little strangely.

Although Liu Yufan and Chen Siying didn't say anything, they were also waiting for Ma Huaiyuan's answer with curiosity.

"Because I've heard him play the piano, we live upstairs and downstairs, and sometimes he plays the piano for a while," explained Ma Huaiyuan.

However, this explanation still cannot convince everyone. I just heard of playing the piano, so I can be so sure?

Seeing that everyone obviously disbelief, Ma Huaiyuan smiled faintly and said, "I know you may think what I said is a bit ridiculous, but whether you believe it or not, I will say that this person is the highest piano level I have ever seen in my life, no matter what, it is the highest!" Ma Huaiyuan looked a little excited when he said this, as if he was depressed that everyone could not understand his feelings.

"Teacher Ma, if that person is really as powerful as you said, why doesn't he have a single student?" Jiang Ya asked strangely.

"I don't know this. Everyone has their own ambitions. If you play the piano well, you may not necessarily have to accept students. Anyway, Xiaoya, you mentioned this first. If you ask me to recommend the piano teacher to this child, you need the best. Of course, I have something to say. If you want to try it, I will take you over and see it later. If you don't want to see it, forget it." Ma Huaiyuan said straightforwardly.

"Oh, this matter is very fresh. Oh, Yufan, let's go and have a look together after dinner. Anyway, I don't rush to go back in the afternoon." Jiang Ya said to Liu Yufan.

"Sister, forget it, I'm good at learning with you. I don't want to change teachers yet." Liu Yufan was not interested in the "awesome teacher" he had never met before. Not to mention that he didn't accept students, even if he accepted them, he wouldn't want to learn. Sister Ya taught so carefully and seriously and patiently, why should she change it?

"No, you have to listen to me. To be honest, I also want to see the style of this master. Do you two want to go?" Jiang Ya said, looking at Chen Siying and Ma Wendong beside her and said.

"Think about it, I also want to see how powerful a person even Teacher Ma said is." Chen Siying is a girl who loves to watch the fun and does not bother with the big deal. If she does such a thing, she will naturally respond positively.

"If you say I'll go, I'll go anyway, I'm the coachman anyway, haha." Ma Wendong was the one with the least objection. Everything these people said had nothing to do with him. He just had to be responsible for sending these people to his destination safely.

"That's it, Liu Yufan, the minority obeys the majority. Let's eat quickly. After a piece, go to the teacher's house with Teacher Ma." Jiang Ya began to "order" Liu Yufan again.

"Okay." Liu Yufan was indifferent to the dumplings in the bowl, and decided in his heart that no matter what the teacher was, he would just say that he would not be used to learning from him. If he pushed it to the end, he would have no choice.

In fact, Liu Yufan also knew that it was a matter of time to change teachers. Although Jiang Ya was good at a good level and was very patient in teaching, she was a normal graduate after all, and her piano professionalism was limited. Continuing to take care of her would only affect his learning progress. But in Liu Yufan, he felt an attachment to Jiang Ya. In a blink of an eye, the two of them had been younger for a year since they met. The two of them had gone from strangers to familiarity. This teacher-student relationship was very harmonious, and many things that happened between them also quickly brought the relationship between the two people closer, especially when Jiang Ya was drunk some time ago. Although no one mentioned it tacitly afterwards, they could feel in their hearts that their feelings for each other were different from before.

Subconsciously, Liu Yufan was even willing to never change teachers and learn from Jiang Ya forever. But he knew that it would be a matter of time before changing teachers for his musical dream.

However, even if it is changed, Liu Yufan wanted to go directly to the Academic Academy or the Chinese Academy of Sciences to find a professional teacher. Although the cost would be very high, his current income could barely support him. Liu Yufan was not interested in that "awesome teacher" who had never met before. In this small place of Jianghai, there would be any "awesome teacher".

But Jiang Ya's orders are not easy to disobey. Although Jiang Ya and him are both big and small in private now, if you really want to recognize them, then "dignity of teacher" is really not a joke. Liu Yufan has to listen to whatever he says.

After lunch, a few people got into Ma Wendong's car and followed the way Ma Huaiyuan pointed to and drove towards the community where he lived.

Along the way, Jiang Ya talked to him about the teacher's situation from time to time.

"Teacher Ma, how old is the teacher you are talking about?" Jiang Ya asked Ma Huaiyuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"It's about the same as me, I'm over fifties." Ma Huaiyuan said.

"Then is he a teacher from which school?" Jiang Ya continued to ask.

"No, I have never seen him work any time. Sometimes he would go out, but time is uncertain and I don't know what to do. Anyway, it's a very strange person." Ma Huaiyuan said.

After hearing Ma Huaiyuan's words, several people felt a little strange. Jiang Ya wanted to continue asking, but found that she didn't know what to ask.

Several people were silent all the way, only Ma Huaiyuan spoke occasionally, telling Ma Wendong which intersection should be turned in which direction.

The car turned around and gradually moved away from the city center and came to the eastern suburbs.

"It's there, Dongjianli Community, Building 22, Unit 3." Ma Huaiyuan said with his finger at a community not far ahead.

This community is obviously a bit old. The building is full of red brick walls and a four-plus one structure. Fortunately, it is quite neat. The distance between the buildings is very good, and the greening is also very good. On the street not far from the door, several children are playing football there. In the open space downstairs, there are elderly people playing chess and listening to storytelling, giving people a very strong atmosphere of life.

The car stopped downstairs of Teacher Ma’s unit. Ma Huaiyuan warmly greeted several people upstairs.

"Come on, come to my house and sit for a while and have a drink of water!" Ma Huaiyuan opened the door and called his wife to pour water for the guests.

Ma Huaiyuan's wife was a little fat and looked younger than him. She was very enthusiastic about others. When she saw a guest coming from home, she rushed to pour water and serve fruits.

Ma Huaiyuan's home is decorated very neatly, with clean water brushed stone floors, white carpet covers on the cloth sofa, and a letter hanging on the wall facing him, with only two simple words "Flute Rhyme", but it is written like a dragon and a phoenix dance, which is very imposing. The signature is "Mo Yan", and I don't know which one of them is written by him.

There are three bedrooms facing south, and the westmost door is open. Looking inward, you can see a black piano in the corner. The piano cover is covered, and two flutes are scattered on it. There are two score stands on one side of the piano, and music scores are also placed on it.

"I heard from Sister Ya that Teacher Ma is the best flute in Jianghai. Judging from the arrangement at home, it is quite consistent with his identity. I don't know how he plays it." Liu Yufan thought to himself, and his eyes looked at the big C flute in his hand. Somehow, he remembered that annoying guy Bai Zhifei again.

"That guy is also a flute player, and he is also a flute player. Why is the difference between being a human being so big?" Liu Yufan was thinking in his mind.

"Okay, let's go up now. Lao Mo should be at home." After sitting and chatting for a while, Ma Huaiyuan got up and called everyone to walk upstairs.

"Old Ma, don't stay for too long. Class will be time in a while." Ma Huaiyuan's wife reminded.

"I know, I'll come down soon. If the students come, let them practice for a while." Ma Huaiyuan ordered.

"Oh, Teacher Ma, you have class in the afternoon. Will it delay your class?" Jiang Ya said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, what's the delay? Let's go, it's okay." Ma Huaiyuan said, and walked upstairs with a few people.

When he got upstairs, Ma Huaiyuan knocked on the iron door twice and asked loudly: "Old Mo, are you at home?"

"Squeak~~" After a moment, the rusty iron door opened outwards. A very thin but energetic man stood behind the door and looked at the group of people outside the door unexpectedly.

"Old Mo, I'll bring you a few friends today, and I didn't notify you in advance. Don't blame me." Ma Huaiyuan said happily.

"Oh, it's okay, come in." The person behind the door hesitated for a moment, then let everyone in.
Chapter completed!