For a whole hour, he couldn't even correct his posture and hand position.
"Oh my god, Chou, I can't believe someone's piano talent can be so lacking," Tammy said with a touch of sorrow.
Chou Ping's face turned red at this moment, and he himself did not expect his piano talent to be so poor.
"Teacher Tammy, I think maybe with a bit more tuition, you could make me better?" Chou Ping said as he took out his wallet.
"No, no, no! This is not about money at all. I will definitely put in twelve points of enthusiasm to teach you!" Tammy said with her mouth, but her fingers skillfully took the few banknotes that Chou Ping handed over.
Time passed quickly, and with Tammy's careful explanation of posture and hand technique, Chou Ping finally mastered them.
Tammy even brought a mirror over, and Chou Ping looked at himself in the mirror, indeed exuding a bit of the aura of a pianist.
When the stiff fingers could finally play a complete scale on the piano, this lesson was coming to an end. Yes, the simplest scale, and Chou Ping spent six hours learning it.
"Chou, today's lesson ends here. I'm free tomorrow, so you can come to knock on my door anytime!" Tammy's voice was full of exhaustion, and Chou Ping's performance almost made her give up her faith.
After saying that, she took out a few books from the nearby bookshelf. "These are some basic music theory knowledge and some books about the piano. You can take them home and read them at your leisure. Consider it my gift to you."
"Thank you!"
Taking the books, Chou Ping walked to the door, turned around and said, "By the way, Teacher Tammy, I need to remind you that you better not go to the fast-food restaurant next to the apartment tonight."
Tammy pursed her lips and muttered to herself: With so much money earned, who would go to that fast-food place? I should invite my husband and the kids to have a delicious French meal together.
A few minutes later, Tammy hung up the phone, and unfortunately, Mr. had to work overtime, the son was out of town, and the daughter had already had dinner at home.
"Forget it, I'll just have a fast-food meal tonight, and I'll have a fancy dinner tomorrow."
Tammy had already forgotten Chou Ping's reminder, after all, that seemingly random sentence lacked any persuasiveness.
Leaving the training class, Chou Ping also felt a bit hungry, and seeing a pizza shop ahead, he walked in casually.
While waiting, Chou Ping, who was bored, took out his phone and made a call: "Hey, I want to report... "
In the fast-food restaurant next to the apartment, Tammy ordered a meal and found a seat. In this good mood, everything felt delightful.
But in the next moment, her good mood disappeared.
Bang!
A gunshot sounded, followed by the noise of the ceiling crashing to the ground, along with the panicked screams of people and the rough cursing of the robber.
Damn it, actually encountering a robbery. At this moment, Tammy suddenly remembered Chou Ping's words before he left, and she deeply regretted it. The tuition fee for today was still on her.
But in the next moment, a group of fully armed police rushed into the restaurant. These police officers wore helmets, held riot shields, and pointed their guns at the robber.
The robbers were a bit stunned at this moment. The speed at which the police appeared was too fast. In their plan, they still had many lines to say before being caught.
From the appearance of the robbers to being arrested, the time in between did not exceed five minutes.
Tammy, who was originally terrified, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She even took a bite of the hamburger in her hand and muttered, "When did the efficiency of these police officers become so high?"
After finishing dinner, it was already a neon-lit night, entering the lively nightlife of the casino city.
Strolling on the streets, Chou Ping couldn't help but recall the experiences of these reincarnations.
In the past, he was just an ordinary office worker, with an outfit worth no more than two hundred dollars. But now, he wore luxury brands worth tens of thousands.
In the past, he relied on walking or public transportation for travel, rarely indulging in taking a taxi. Now, he not only didn't need to look for change after paying a cab fare of two hundred dollars, but he also drove a top-notch sports car like a Lamborghini.
In the past, he would hesitate to bet even ten dollars in a casino. Now, he completed bets ranging from tens of thousands to millions, and even tens of millions.
In the past, he could only admire various foreign girls from a distance, but in these reincarnations, many of them became his playthings.
However, he felt that the most meaningful days were the ones he experienced today.
The day today formed a vivid contrast with the first two days.
Dog poop at the entrance √
Did not step on it and even picked it up and threw it into the trash.
Traffic jam and being late ×
Called out to the little girl before the car accident happened, avoiding tragedy.
Crazy mother cat √
Used Sarah's privacy against her, making her awkwardly retreat.
Afternoon meeting √
Made everyone look at him differently because of his morning remarks.
Night at the bar √
No longer two unsuccessful people of color drinking in a corner of the bar but successfully becoming "alumni" with Kaelin.
Casino √
Did not lose all his savings, won over fifty thousand dollars, and successfully moved Kaelin, then happily rolled in bed together.
Mike introducing the girl √
This was the only regret. Although the girl was beautiful, she was too cold, making Chou Ping want to change his attitude towards life, starting with the piano.
The lunatic at the fast-food restaurant √
The lunatic did not have a chance to perform, as the police he had called in advance arrested him.
Back home, Chou Ping half-laid on the bed, picked up a basic music theory book, ready to tackle this difficulty.
If these two days were considered as a game with unlimited retries, Chou Ping felt that he had passed most of the main and side quests perfectly.
The only imperfect part was the introduction by Mike of the Chinese-American girl, Luo Mengting, whom Chou Ping had only met once and was deeply infatuated with.
So Chou Ping decided to devote himself to mastering the piano, planning to amaze her directly in the next N reincarnations, making her admire him, even if he had to crawl and flatter to be friends with her.
Thinking about this, Chou Ping, like he had taken chicken blood, excitedly opened the book.
But as soon as he looked down, the passion was extinguished by more than half. Those tadpole-like symbols and unfamiliar words made Chou Ping's head spin.
He couldn't imagine how those piano masters spent the initial learning period. Did they use whips and candles?
But for the sake of gaining the favor of the goddess, Chou Ping forced himself to stay focused and continue reading.
It could be said that, in terms of attitude alone, Chou Ping was already much better than many beginners.
Forcing himself to read a few pages, Chou Ping's head started to ache, and he couldn't resist the strong sleepiness. The book quietly slipped from his hands.
Twisting his body and finding a comfortable position, the room soon echoed with the rhythmic sound of even breathing.
Midnight passed quietly, and Chou Ping, who had already fallen asleep, did not notice that the familiar mechanical voice did not sound again in this Nth reincarnation.
Time continued to pass bit by bit, the second hand of the clock kept moving, and the old cuckoo clock on the wall continued to make ticking sounds.
The bread in the refrigerator, past its expiration date, was slowly rotting inside.
Everything was moving forward...