At 9:10 pm, the atmosphere in the music class at Sunset Primary School was a little strange.
A few fat kids had just wiped their noses because they realized that their crying was useless. On the podium, Teacher Zhang Han was still smiling. Beside him was a piano.
This was a very ordinary Yamaha SJASAJ Third Polar piano. Zhang Han also had one in his villa, but it was of a higher grade than this one because he had a handmade piano at home. This was a high-quality piano.
Even so, this pure black North American piano was expensive. It was currently sold for more than 20,000 RMB in China.
Looking at the group of crying children, Zhang Han shook his head helplessly. He looked at the students in the classroom and said in a clear voice,"Is the test difficult this time?"
Zhang Han deliberately added a rhetorical question. His eyes were also somewhat helpless.
"Sob sob…"
"It's difficult. Teacher, I won't doze off in class anymore. Please leave. It's too difficult.”
In the 5th grade (1) class, the little fatty class monitor was wiping his tears, his voice wheezing.
After the little fatty finished speaking, the remaining primary school students in the classroom nodded one after another.
Lin Qinghe stood at the door. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. As a piano prodigy, Lin Qinghe could easily create a piano piece. However, the damn test was that an original piano piece had to have the effect of relieving autistic and depressed patients!
In other words, a piano piece would reduce the psychological pressure of people with depression and autistic syndrome!
This was too f * cking difficult!
The group of primary school students were also screaming in their hearts. Why did they have to make things difficult for a group of primary school students? Weren't they just playing the game of chicken dinner and playing the game of king? They didn't do anything wrong.
"You don't believe in the power of music?”
Zhang Han's smile was a little strange. He looked at the group of primary school students and asked strangely.
"I don't believe it!"
In the fifth grade (Class 2), a chubby girl gritted her teeth and stood up. She had the aura of a hero.
"Then let's make a bet. If I can play this song, we'll hold a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow!”
Zhang Han's voice was very gentle, but his fair fingers were tapping on the podium.
What a good student. If he didn't educate her properly, how would the System Points be earned? How would the flowers of the motherland bloom?
In the classroom, the three class monitors of the fifth grade looked at each other a few times. Then, the three little fatty nodded fiercely and gritted their teeth.
"We'll bet!"
"That's right. I don't believe it. My father is a psychiatrist. My father said that depression is one of the five major illnesses in the world.”
"Yes, the teacher must be scaring us.”
A few fat class monitors gritted their teeth.
Just as they were talking, Zhang Han had already sat down on the piano stool unhurriedly.
He gently opened the piano cover, lifted the piano cover, and then pressed the keys from the bass to the treble.
The sound of the zither was crisp and pleasant to the ears.
The atmosphere in the classroom seemed to have frozen. No one dared to speak again.
A serious teacher couldn't be provoked. Many naughty primary school students saw that Zhang Han had also become obedient. Every time they wanted to have fun, they would have a thought in their hearts. Forget it, this teacher was a little naughty and couldn't be provoked.
"Clang…"
The crisp sound of a do immediately silenced the classroom. Lin Qinghe could not help but take out her phone and start recording.
Under the sunlight, the young man's side profile was handsome and his facial features were delicate. Especially his formal attire, it made her heart flutter.
However, Zhang Han stopped. He stood up and looked at the back of the classroom.
There was only a little girl in the last row of tables and chairs in the classroom. The little girl had long hair and always had her head lowered. Her face was pale and her eyes were a little dull.
Autism!
Zhang Han thought to himself. He had long noticed that there was something wrong with this little girl.
"Nan Nan, come and sit opposite the teacher at the piano.”
Zhang Han stretched out his hands and smiled.
Su Nannan was a little afraid. She glanced at Lin Qinghe, and Lin Qinghe gave her an encouraging look. Then, Su Nannan gritted her teeth and walked to the opposite side of the piano. She hugged her small hands and curled her body into a ball. It was as if she had integrated into her spiritual world.
This was autistic. In the early stages, one would be silent, but in the later stages, when the condition worsened, one would even commit suicide and jump off a building.
This was a mental disorder that could only be alleviated by external force. However, it was extremely difficult to alleviate and expensive. Therefore, the primary school students in the classroom did not believe that a song could ease the heart of an autistic patient.
What a whimsical idea!
Dream on!
Just as the group of brats were about to mock and watch the show, Zhang Han's fingers were on the keys. The zither did not play, but his hands were already on the keys. His eyes were clear, like wood.
Silence spread. Everyone in the classroom seemed to be enjoying this silence.
This was because they had a feeling that the young man sitting in front of the piano had become ethereal. They seemed to have seen the movements of the low head of Einstein and the gestures of the dancing fingers of Moxie.
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