Mr. Yang: "Become my apprentice? I don't even have time to teach you."
Tang Xia: "You don't need to teach me every day. Just come teach me when you have time. I'll discuss my doubts and insights with you, and you can explain them to me. It won't take up much of your time, but you have to teach me wholeheartedly. You can set the tuition fee yourself. Is that okay?"
Mr. Yang thought about it for a moment. It didn't seem impossible.
During his free time, playing piano with someone who knows music isn't a bad thing.
Mr. Yang: "Alright then!"
Tang Xia happily poured drinks and started drinking with Mr. Yang again.
After drinking quite a bit, they called for a car service and headed to the piano room at Yihai Apartments.
Tang Xia locked the door, clapped her hands, and said loudly, "Master, show me your skills."
Mr. Yang, fueled by the alcohol, sat by the piano smiling and started playing Chopin's nocturne.
