Sheng Yue spotted Elder Yang at school and followed him along the way, hoping to make a good impression on him.
Then she unexpectedly overheard Elder Yang's conversation with the principal. Outside the principal's office, she clenched her fists.
If Sheng Hanjing were her second brother, would everything be different?
Then her life must be much easier.
At this time, Elder Yang seemed to be talking on the phone. "Hi Teacher, yes, yes, I'm Little Yang…"
Seeing Elder Yang speaking on the phone respectfully while bent over, the principal couldn't help secretly chuckling. He had never seen Elder Yang like this before.
However, the person whom Elder Yang called "Teacher" must be the national treasure and senior artist—-Mr. Qian Xianchao.
"What? Are you also in Yan City, Teacher? I'm here too. Alas, I was planning to go back two days ago but I found a musical genius. Unfortunately, she refused to learn music from me."
