The Supreme Spy

　　 Qin Yang also saw Cheng Yingfan, but he didn't say anything, turned and walked towards the classroom.

　　 Cheng Yingfan looked at Zhang Ming who was leaving, then looked at Qin Yang, gritted his teeth and chased after him.

　　 "Qin Yang!"

　　 Qin Yang stopped, turned around and looked at Cheng Yingfan.

　　 Cheng Yingfan stopped in front of Qin Yang, and said in a deep voice, "Did Professor Zhang come to you?"

　　 Qin Yang nodded calmly: "Well, yes."

　　 Cheng Yingfan had faintly guessed something in his heart, but he still refused to believe it, gritted his teeth and asked, "What is he doing with you?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled: "He thinks I play the piano well and wants to accept me as a disciple."

　　 Although Cheng Yingfan had already expected something in his heart, when Qin Yang said it, his heart still seemed to be stabbed, and his face became rather ugly: "You agree?"

　　 Qin Yang shook his head: "Not yet."

　　 Cheng Yingfan was stunned: "Why?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "I have a master, so I have to ask his opinion before making a decision."

　　 Cheng Yingfan was suddenly full of frustration. He has always been proud of his piano level, but now he is completely defeated in his proudest place.

　　 He suddenly understood why Zhang Ming had seen him look colder than before. It was clear that he already had Qin Yang in his heart. Naturally, looking at other people, he felt a little worse.

　　 I want to worship Zhang Ming as his teacher, but Zhang Ming actively seeks out Qin Yang and wants to accept Qin Yang as his disciple. Even if Qin Yang already has a master, Zhang Ming’s attitude has not changed. How big is the gap?

　　 Qin Yang didn't care about Cheng Yingfan, who was desperate, and went straight back to Xue Wantong's office.

　　 "Mr. Xue..."

　　 Xue Wantong saw Qin Yang and asked with concern: "What about Professor Zhang?"

　　 "He went back."

　　 Xue Wantong asked, "What did he talk to you, is he going to accept you as a disciple?"

　　 "I didn't talk about anything, I heard him play a song, and then he asked me to play a song, and we talked a few words."

　　 Xue Wantong said anxiously: "Then he is assessing your strength, what is the result?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "He said he wanted to teach me to practice piano, I said to think about it."

　　 "Considering?"

Xue Wantong’s voice suddenly rose up a bit: “Why do you still think about it? Why don’t you agree to it right away? If Professor Zhang changes his attention after returning, this is a great opportunity, you boy. I don’t know how many people think about it. What about becoming his disciple?"

　　 "You know that Cheng Yingfan from Class 3 is the one who performed the piano solo before. He wants to become Professor Zhang's disciple. After all, Professor Zhang speaks. Why don't you just agree?"

　　 "No, you have the contact information of Professor Zhang, please call him quickly and say that I have considered it well and I am very happy to be his disciple..."

　　 Qin Yang looked at Xue Wantong who was muttering, with a smile on his face. The head teacher was quite concerned about himself, thinking about it, feeling like a family member at home...

　　 "Mr. Xue, don't worry, Professor Zhang can't run away. Your student is the future piano master. Such an excellent student can't bear it."

　　 Xue Wantong was amused by Qin Yang's words: "Have you praised yourself so much?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "Professor Zhang said this, not me. I just repeat it, but I didn't praise myself."

　　 Xue Wantong's eyes lit up: "He really said that?"

　　 Qin Yang nodded: "Yeah."

　　 Xue Wantong showed joy on her face: "Well, Professor Zhang is a well-known professor in the country. He has a high reputation in the music industry. If you can become his disciple, then your future will certainly not be bad."

　　 Qin Yang smiled: "Mr. Xue, there is nothing else going on, then I will go back to class."

　　 Xue Wantong nodded: "Go, go, remember not to delay too long, and call Professor Zhang back quickly."

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said, "Okay, I see."

　　 Qin Yang left Xue Wantong’s office, took out the phone, and dialed the number of Master Mo Yu.

　　 "Master..."

　　 "Well, what's the matter?"

　　 Mo Yu's voice was as deep as ever, just like his people, with a bit of depression.

"Is such that……"

　　 Qin Yang talked about playing on stage for Han Qingqing and Zhang Ming wanting to accept himself as a disciple.

"Professor Zhang Ming, right? I know him. He is a talented person. Since he is sincere and sincere and wants to teach you, if you don’t refuse, then learn from him. As for the title, call it a teacher. It should be."

　　 Qin Yang said: "I'm your disciple of one-line single pass. Shouldn't you ask the master for your opinion?"

Mo Yu laughed, and the words were a bit unruly, unrestrained and free and easy: "Our Hidden Gate is indeed a single pass, but it does not restrict you from learning and progressing with others. Do you learn the piano with Zhang Ming, you are not my apprentice? Is it?"

　　 Qin Yang was relieved when he heard the master say this: "Thank you, master~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I didn’t care at first, but Professor Zhang’s kindness made me embarrassed to refuse."

　　 Mo Yu smiled and said: "Zhang Ming is a talented person, and he is well-known in the music industry and has connections. Since he is willing to teach you, then you can follow him to learn."

　　 Qin Yang said with a smile: "Master, you know Professor Zhang, does Professor Zhang know you?"

　　 Mo Yu said faintly: "I know him because he is a celebrity. Your master, I'm just a little-known idle cloud wild crane. Of course he doesn't know me."

　　 Qin Yang said with a smile: "The master's piano skill shouldn't be under Professor Zhang, right?"

Mo Yu smiled and said: "Perhaps, you don't want to make my mind. I will teach you everything that should be taught to you. The rest depends on your own practice, your own good fortune, and things like this in the future. You don’t have to call me again, you can do it yourself, you just have to remember one thing."

　　 Qin Yang's face condensed: "Master, please tell me."

　　 Mo Yu's voice was a bit arrogant: "Eternal Hidden Gate, a single pass. As a disciple of the hidden door generation, no matter what you do, you can't lose the hidden face!"

　　 Qin Yang nodded seriously: "Yes, Master, I will always remember."

　　 "Okay, there is nothing else to do, then hang up."

　　 Mo Yu hung up the phone cleanly and neatly as before. Qin Yang looked at the hung up cell phone with a slightly complicated vision.

　　 Don't lose the face of the hidden door. This sentence is very broad, not just referring to one thing, but pointing to many things, or anything.

　　 Qin Yang took a step towards the classroom. Since the master didn't care, Professor Zhang Ming was also very kind, so let's agree.

　　 This matter is only good for oneself after all, there is no harm, right?