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Chapter 90 – Tacit Understanding Between Father and Son (2)

When he heard Lin Shuwen’s words, Liu Ci’s interest was piqued immediately and he asked, “Is that so? In that case, will we have the honor to see your performance?”

Yan Shuyu had been practicing both piano and cello since she was a child. As the cello was less common and seemed classier, she had dedicated more of her time on that. She had no problem performing in person. After all, with such an incredibly pretty face, even if her performance was mediocre, people would still think that she was a goddess who possessed both looks and skills.

Of course, being confident was one thing, Yan Shuyu still explained in a very pragmatic way that, “I haven’t practiced cello in a while, as I don’t own one right now.”

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Liu Ci was a little shocked when he heard that. Lin Shuwen, on the other hand, seemed well prepared. She smiled and said, “That’s no problem. We have one at our shop. But it is a bit far from here.”

“Shuwen, do you mind taking the car and making a trip?” Liu Ci recovered quickly. Seeing that Lin Shuwen had nodded, he fished out his car keys while smiling at Yan Shuyu and said to her, “Don’t worry, just think of it as a learning experience. It so happened that I have also taken cello lessons for two years.”

Yan Shuyu knew that a top student from a professional school would have experience in many different instruments. If he told her that he had taken lessons in cello, he must at least be proficient with it. That, however, did not intimidate her a bit.

“Sure, no problem,” she said.

Lin Shuwen took the keys and stood up. She couldn’t help but rub Zhang Yuanjia on his little head and said in a tender voice, “Yuanjia, would you like to come with me and take a tour of our institution?”

Zhang Yuanjia had been sitting there cheering his mother on with a serious look this entire time. When he heard his teacher’s words, he couldn’t help but be tempted. He looked at his mother with his little face, looking troubled.

Yan Shuyu waved her hand with no hesitation, “Sure, you can go if you want to.”

Yang Zifeng had expected that from Yan Shuyu.

The real mother might feel very comfortable with trusting her son with strangers, but he was worried. He had no choice but to stand up and say, “Why don’t I take you? My car is just downstairs.”

Hearing that, Lin Shuwen returned the car keys to Liu Ciu, picked up the little hand of her favorite student, and said with relief on her face, “Truth is I wasn’t too comfortable driving. Thank you for offering, Manager Yang.”

“No problem.” Manager Yang was a perfect gentleman in front of the pretty instructor. Finally, he was looking like the TRH that he was.

The mother might be a carefree person, but the son was much more mature. He looked up, gave his mother a kiss on her cheek, and said meaningfully, “Okay, you behave, mom. Yuanbao will be back soon.”

The way he acted like an adult made all the real adults laugh. Instructor Lin switched the way she addressed him immediately, “Okay, Yuanbao, let’s head out so we can be back soon.”

After they had left, Yan Shuyu’s “interview” commenced officially. Liu Ci had her performed two separate pieces. First, he let her pick something that she was familiar with. The second one was specified by him.

After the evaluation, Liu Ci had a pretty good idea of Yan Shuyu’s level. He praised her directly and said, “Your skill level was truly quite good for a hobbyist. At your current skill level, getting certified won’t be an issue at all.”

“Thank you.” Yan Shuyu was never someone too shy to accept praise. The two of them walked back to their seat as they chatted. Liu Ci casually asked about how she came to learning to play the piano when she was a child.

Of course, Yan Shuyu knew that was part of the interview. Confidently, she started lying through her teeth, “You can say that it was half self-taught. When I was a child, my family couldn’t even afford for me to go to school to study, let alone any hobbies. There was a music teacher nearby who said I was quite talented, and she taught me for a few years for free. My lessons stopped after she had transferred away…”