The principal was about to speak, but before he had time to say anything, Mr. Yang interrupted him. "To be honest, the boy playing the violin isn't bad—he's considered within the upper-middle level—but he's still not good enough and doesn't compare to my disciples. As for the girl who's playing the piano, what the hell is she doing…?"
"Cough-" The principal choked on his saliva. He glanced at Elder Yang and said awkwardly, "Well, I think she isn't that bad, right?…"
"I'm telling the truth." Elder Yang turned away crossly. How did the principal have the nerve to boast about his students' gift for music? Elder Yang trusted him and specifically came to the school to pick good talents, but it turned out to be a waste of his time. He might as well have gone directly to Second High School.
