Not surprisingly, considering the words of thousands of dreams, Nangong Morning just disliked nodding, "Look at you like this, there are no music cells."

"Don't be so disgraceful!" Gu Qianmeng frowned. She used to sing with him, but she would not be foolish enough to bring it up.

"I dare not. Shen Qing is your teacher. Who won't give you face? Open your lips, Nangong Chen's face is too bright, in Gu Qianmeng's view, just want to express some kind of irony and ridicule.

"Just laugh." Gu Qianmeng gritted her teeth and said that she didn't care. She had nothing to be affectated. Shen Qing, as her teacher, was not...