This Star is from Earth

Teacher Han, Teacher Zhang

After Han Jue blurted out that Zhang Yiman taught him to learn music, he also thought for a while and found that this proposal was really not a loss.

It only takes a little effort to learn music from a professional.

The important thing is that this professional is not sent by the company, not introduced by Guan Yi.

Yes, Han Jue began to quietly guard against Guan Yi.

In Han Jue's opinion, the meaning of 'I may turn my face with you in the future' is actually 'I will definitely turn my face with you', so Han Jue, who planned ahead, had to secretly make some preparations in advance.

In this dangerous other world, only you are the most reliable.

Han Jue learned music from Zhang Yiman to prepare a way back for himself.

Han Jue thought that if he didn't make enough money in half a year, then he would have a skill.

A guitar plus this face, where can you not mix and eat?

Moreover, the future competitions of "Huaxia Has Hip Hop" and creating their own works also require musical skills.

Before singing rap with unfamiliar songs, it was already considered that he had accumulated in his previous life.

But after all, those who play tickets can't go too far.

The more he goes to the back in "Huaxia Has Hip Hop", the greater the weight of his own words, which is his second path.

Even if I didn't make it to the final in the end, I professionally restored the music of my previous life and made it to listen to myself, which would be great.

Three birds with one stone.

"Coach, no, teacher, I want to learn guitar." Han Jue took out an apple from the fruit plate and presented it to Zhang Yiman with both hands, making a respectful gesture.

Zhang Yiman smiled brightly, his cheeks were red, probably the first time he was called a teacher by others, and he was very excited.

"Good to say, good to say." Coughing lightly, straightening his waist, Zhang Yiman took the apple very gracefully.

"Teacher, when do we start learning?" Han Jue peeled off the cherry vines one by one, and finally gathered them into a handful and handed them to Zhang Yiman.

"Anytime, anytime." Zhang Yiman carefully took the cherry with both hands, and his eyes sparkled.

"Teacher, how long will it take to learn well?" Han Jue picked out the blueberries one by one.

"Well, it depends on your qualifications."

"What do you think?"

"Look at your learning speed, music theory, staves, basic skills... In short, there is a lot to learn." Zhang Yiman counted with his fingers.

"So, when do we start?"

"There's no rush for that." Zhang Yiman waved his hand.

The director heard Zhang Yiman's reply and put the butt that had just been half-lifted back on the maza.

If the scene was really turned into a music classroom, the director decided to kill Xiao Transparent to sacrifice the sky.

On the side, Lehe looked at the small transparency of the screen and felt a malice.

"Uncle, didn't you write on the questionnaire before, do 20-year-old girls really want to fall in love more? Why?" Zhang Yiman said curiously.