"That's just the standard. You play better than those masters. How could we possibly go against our conscience and only pay you this little bit?"
Wu Miaoyin smiled faintly as she looked at Yang Feng. This student's musical accompaniment was indeed very impressive. When someone came looking for him, they might poach him with a high price, making it difficult for the shop to find a pianist. Therefore, the salary would naturally need to be higher to retain him.
"How about this, two hundred yuan an hour?"
Wu Miaoyin looked at Yang Feng with her beautiful eyes and said.
"Two hundred an hour?!" Yang Gu's eyes widened slightly. If it was two hundred an hour, then playing for two hours a day would earn at least twelve thousand yuan a month. His heart skipped a beat.
"Is it not allowed?" Wu Miaoyin looked at Yang Feng's somewhat dazed face and thought he was unwilling, so she continued, "Then how about you, you two hundred and fifty?"
"No...no need, just two hundred it is." Yang Feng swallowed and said. His monthly salary of over ten thousand was much higher than that of most white-collar workers.
"Okay, it's decided then." Wu Miaoyin smiled slightly and added, "I see you're a student, are you planning to start this afternoon or wait until tomorrow?"
"This afternoon, this afternoon," Yang Feng said, nodding slightly.
"Around what time will you arrive?" Wu Miaoyin continued.
"Come at six o'clock," Yang Feng replied. He only had to work for two hours and would earn more than ten thousand yuan a month. Just thinking about it was exciting. Moreover, he could go home around eight o'clock. When he worked at the hotel before, he was always busy until 10:30 at night before he could go home.
After signing a six-month work contract, I left the coffee shop around 2 p.m. and took a bus to No. 3 Middle School.
"Ring ring ring—"
The school bell rang, and Zhou Keke, a beautiful teacher dressed in a professional office lady outfit, walked in slowly with her hair flowing down her back and the clatter of her high heels on the floor. Instantly, the entire classroom fell silent, and the noisy sounds that had been there during breaks disappeared completely.
"Class begins!" Zhou Keke said directly to the students below.
All the students stood up and shouted in unison, "Hello, teacher!"
As soon as he sat down, Yang Feng slumped onto the table and started to sleep. He'd walked for so long at noon, and although he used to only rest at the table after not sleeping at noon, now that he had the physique of a mercenary, he wasn't as tired. It was just a bad habit he'd developed…
At that moment, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and he looked up at Han Shilan. She was pinching the flesh of her waist with her fair fingers, and she was looking at him with a somewhat angry expression.
This puzzled Yang Feng, who asked, "Han Shilan, why are you pinching my flesh?"
"Didn't you just promise me this morning that you would study hard? Now you're not paying attention in class. What if you end up at the bottom of the class again?" Han Shilan said with a look of exasperation.
"Let go, let go..." Yang Feng pried Han Shilan's small hands open, his tone dissatisfied.
"Hey Han Shilan, don't you think you're being a bit too controlling? I've been out and about all day, I'm exhausted, my eyelids are drooping, can't you just let me rest for a bit? Seriously annoying~ Go away."
After saying that, he slumped onto the table, buried his head in his hands, and fell asleep again.
"you…"
P.S.: Thanks to [Saber] for the two recommendation votes, thank you!
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Chapter 17 School-organized field trip
Han Shilan stared longingly at Yang Feng, her little mouth pouting angrily. She hadn't expected that her well-intentioned reminder would be met with these words. As she thought about it, her beautiful eyes welled up with tears.
She could have gotten into the top-tier class based on the previous mock exams, so why did she stay in the regular class?
It's all because of him, because he's here!
Hmph! You stinky Yang Feng! You damned Yang Feng!
Han Shilan kept complaining in her heart. She drew circle after circle in her notebook, with the word "Yang" written in the middle. Her little feet would occasionally step on Yang Feng's sneakers.
She blinked hard, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, and then glared at him fiercely, but he remained unmoved. His entire head was pressed against the table, and the faint sound of snoring could be heard.
The last class of the afternoon arrived, a class specifically for students to study on their own. Fortunately, all the teachers were in meetings, so they didn't take over this only study period.
The classroom was very quiet, and every student was doing their homework attentively. This made Yang Feng very happy, and he slept soundly with a good night's sleep, with glistening drool dripping from the corner of his mouth onto the desk.
Just ten minutes before the end of the self-study period, the beautiful homeroom teacher, Zhou Keke, walked in from the front.
She entered the classroom, clapped her hands, smiled slightly, and said, "Class, please stop for a moment, I have something to announce."
The students exchanged glances and then turned to look at Zhou Keke on the podium. Basically, when a teacher says something like this, it's never a good thing. Maybe it's something about the upcoming college entrance exam and the school starting to hold extra classes on the weekend, which is the most annoying thing.
Looking at the students below with their bitter expressions, Zhou Keke couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. This laugh made many male students swallow hard, their eyes looking like those of lecherous wolves.
"You don't need to worry about the school adding any homework or extra classes."
As soon as the words were spoken, the students breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure of being a senior in high school was already immense; if your school were to cause more trouble, were you trying to kill us...?
fine.
"During the meeting, the school announced that it's giving the senior students a chance to go on a relaxing trip next Friday, and the school will pay for it all! Aren't you excited?"
Zhou Keke smiled slightly as she looked at the stunned students below.
They never expected that the school would organize a trip during their senior year of high school!
This shocked them all.
Immediately, the students looked at each other excitedly, shouting loudly. Some deskmates even hugged each other excitedly. Han Shilan was also happy, forgetting all her previous complaints. She kept shaking the sleeping Yang Feng, saying repeatedly:
"Yang Feng, Yang Feng, wake up! The school is organizing a trip, wake up!"
"Damn it..." Yang Feng raised his head, his forehead covered in red marks. He rubbed his eyes, glanced at Han Shilan, and said, "What are you doing? I was sleeping so comfortably."
"The school has organized a trip, what are you still sleeping here for?" Han Shilan said.