The early morning sun shines into the master bedroom of Xiaobai palace. It should have been a beautiful and harmonious picture, but it is very different.


    The bed in the master bedroom is in a mess.


    Yu mu''an, Feng Yan and a little guy fell asleep. When Yu mu''an''s alarm clock rang, Feng Yan woke up first.


    Feng Yan turned off the alarm clock, stretched and sat up slowly from the bed.


    He glanced at the sleeping little guy and shook his head with a smile. After tossing all night, I fell asleep! Taking care of children is more tiring than working overtime to read documents. I''m so tired!


    "What time is it..." Yu mu''an murmured, his voice lazy and hoarse, extremely tired.


    "Seven o''clock." Feng Yan bypassed the little guy, leaned over and kissed Yu mu''an, and said, "you can sleep a little more."


    Yu muanqiang opened his eyes and yawned, "no, I''m going to the company. I can''t sleep anymore. It''s killing me... "


    Feng Yan was quite helpless and smiled: "well, get up. Last night, the little guy peed in the bed three times. Everything on the bed should be cleaned up. Today, I asked mother Zhang to find a wet nurse to take care of her. "


    Yu mu''an nodded, "yes, you can find a nanny. I''m not sure. I''m too tired! "


    "Well..."


    As soon as the voice fell, the sleeping little guy suddenly grunted.


    Yu mu''an woke up in a moment, and didn''t even dare to breathe too hard.


    Feng Yan didn''t dare to move any more. He stared at the little guy carefully. After a while, he was really relieved to see that she just snorted and didn''t wake up. He whispered to Yu mu''an, "let''s go out and wash in another room."


    Yu mu''an nodded with great approval.


    The two men got out of bed quietly. They left the room on tiptoe like thieves. After closing the door of the room, they completely relaxed.


    The little guy is the little ancestor, but the little ancestor was tortured to death!


    After a while, mother Zhang took two experienced people to take care of the baby. Yu mu''an and Feng Yan had a quick meal. When they left, the little guy didn''t wake up, so they didn''t bother again.


    When Yu mu''an came to the company, he almost missed the morning class again.


    Jin Yaqi just left the hospital yesterday and flew back from K country today. However, her nose is still a little red. It is obvious that her allergy has not been cured.


    "Sure enough, I came to Rongcheng. I thought Miss Yu wouldn''t come to this little training!" Jin Yaqi couldn''t help mocking Yu mu''an.


    "Yes." Yu mu''an nodded faintly, bypassed Jin Yaqi and left.


    Jin Yaqi was stunned. After reacting, she immediately pointed to Yu mu''an to scold, "you unexpectedly, you dare to ignore me. How dare you!"


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    There was a beating sound at the door of the classroom, which stopped Jin Yaqi''s words. Everyone looked back and saw the vocal music teacher.


    The vocal music teacher is a strict middle-aged woman named Han Jing. She took the teaching ruler and patted the wall several times. As she walked in, she shouted to Jin Yaqi, "I''m optimistic about you! Where are you from? How dare you act wild in my class! If you don''t want to learn, go out! "


    "I......" Jin Yaqi shrunk and muttered, "my aunt is Jin Zhizhi."


    "Oh! So you are Jin Zhizhi''s niece! "


    Han Jing, the vocal music teacher, clearly nodded slightly. After listening, Jin Yaqi proudly straightened her chest.


    "No wonder this temper is really a family member. People can''t stand it because they have high eyes and low hands." When the vocal music teacher said the second half of the sentence, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.


    Jin Yaqi''s face changed for several times, and she was embarrassed to have nowhere to hide.


    "When singing, you should have enough breath, which means that your vital capacity is better." The vocal music teacher suddenly said some professional words. When everyone was confused, she pointed to Jin Yaqi, "when you just shouted, although your voice was sharp, but you were not confident enough. Such a person will not sing well, so..."


    Jin Yaqi blinked, "so what?"


    "So, you go downstairs, run around the company building 20 times, and then come up to exercise your vital capacity." Han Jing''s opening that she could not refuse.


    "What?!" Jin Yaqi was shocked.


    The rest of the students laughed more happily.


    Jin Yaqi shook her head, "no, no, I can''t go! My allergies are not over yet! "


    "Then take a mask. Just don''t let people recognize it. It will humiliate this trainee." Han Jing impatiently pointed to the door, "I don''t want to see people. If I don''t go again, I''ll let someone ask you to go!"


    Jin Yaqi asked her aunt about the teachers early in the morning. Her aunt said that the first thing she could not offend was the vocal music teacher Han Jing. Who knows


    Who knows I met you on the first day of class! blamed!


    She''d better go out and run circles. It''s better to be lazy secretly than to be trained under her hands!


    "Oh, then I''ll go." Jin Yaqi glanced at Han Jingbai and left reluctantly.


    "Such a person can''t even respect others. Even if she enters the entertainment industry, no one uses her." Han Jing couldn''t help criticizing, "learn to be a man before doing any work. You should be typical of the one surnamed Jin just now. You can''t be like her. "


    Yu mu''an admired the teacher from the bottom of his heart.


    "OK, teacher!"


    "Teacher, we will respect you!"


    The trainees all flattered Han Jing, and Han Jing pressed her hand, "don''t flatter me. Let''s start vocal practice. Come on, stand up and sink into the Dantian."


    Yu mu''an stood up and posed.


    Han Jing made a turn among the trainees, corrected many postures and said, "the voice must come out of Dantian, otherwise if you don''t have enough confidence to sing, you will be suffocated and the singing will be very ugly! You can put your hands on the Dantian and feel the force here when you make a sound. "


    "Open your mouth when singing. Come on, contact me first." Han Jing posed herself, "Mimi, Mimi!"


    For a moment, the sound of "Mimi" came to mind in the classroom one after another.


    At ten o''clock in the morning, most of the vocal music class had passed. At this time, the classroom door was knocked.


    Yu mu''an thought it was Jin Yaqi who came back from running, but she didn''t expect to be a female star.


    "Mr. Han, are you busy?" Carrie knocked on the door and smiled at Han Jing.


    "Come on, come in, I''ll wait for you." Han Jing hurriedly asked Jiali to come in and said to the trainees, "you must know that this is Jiali, a singer and, of course, an actor. Today, I specially asked her to have a good communication with you and let you see what a professional singer should look like."


    Carrie said modestly, "no, no, just more than two years of singing experience. In front of Mr. Han, we are all students and amateurs."


    Han Jing nodded with satisfaction. "It''s always right to be humble, but at the critical moment, you should still have the courage to show yourself."