Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again! Chapter 428: If You Break It, I’ll Kill You!

Hearing Qin Xin’s words, Ao Xinghao’s eyes sparkled with a hint of light, and he nodded, "Right, as long as they’re from our class. Xin, do you have any suggestions? How about I take you up for a waltz?"

Hu Yi was excited, "I can dance the tango with Sister Xin!"

Qin Xin rolled her eyes, "I told you I can’t dance. And I don’t want to either."

The two were quite disheartened.

The next second.

Qin Xin smiled nonchalantly, "But I can play the oboe."

Song Anjing beca excited, "Really? The oboe? Oboe? The most elegant princess among instrunts, Xin, I didn’t even know you played the oboe. You’re as aweso as God Ao!"

Ao Xinghao was even more surprised, "No, the oboe is much harder to learn than the bassoon. The whole orchestra can have many woodwind players, but the oboe is irreplaceable because it’s the only instrunt that sets the tuning standard for the orchestra; we all tune to its pitch."

Song Anjing remarked, "Then it’s not just a princess; it’s the queen of the orchestra."

Ao Xinghao nodded but felt a bit puzzled, "Xin, did you bring your oboe?"

Qin Xin, "No."

"Cough cough..." Ao Xinghao coughed, then quietly reminded, "There are only two more performances before our class, giving us at most ten minutes to prepare..."

Qin Xin remained calm, "Go to the orchestra practice room upstairs and find Hu Lingling, a junior, and ask her to lend Qin Xin’s oboe."

Ao Xinghao rubbed his chin, "Hu Lingling? The drumr from the orchestra? I heard she has quite a temper... I doubt she’ll lend it to us."

Hu Yi suddenly shot up, "I’ll go! I promise I’ll get it."

Song Anjing said, "Forget it, Brother Hu, let God Ao go instead. At least God Ao’s good looks can probably persuade Senior Sister Hu Lingling to soften up and agree."

Hu Yi patted his chest, "It’s no use if he goes. Hu Lingling is my sister, so I’m the one who can do it."

Song Anjing, "..."

Ao Xinghao, "..."

Damn, turned out my rival number one has this hidden network.

In a crucial mont, he showed off in front of Sister Xin and outshone .

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Upstairs in the orchestra practice room.

Hu Lingling sternly refused, "No way. This is Qin Xin’s instrunt, it can’t be lent to others."

Hu Yi scratched his head, "Sis, I bragged so much in front of classmates, if you don’t lend it to , I’ll jump off the building."

Hu Lingling scolded, "Idiot, do you even know how much this oboe costs? At least 500,000! What if you guys damage it, how would I explain it to Qin Xin?"

Hu Yi was dumbfounded, "Damn, this thing’s so expensive? This tiny pipe is more expensive than a grand piano?"

Hu Lingling glared at him as if staring at a fool who hasn’t seen the world, "Nonsense, do you think the principal instrunt of our orchestra is a common item?"

Hu Yi was on the verge of tears, "But if we can’t borrow it today, what will I tell our Sister Xin? Boohoo, there’s only five minutes until we go on stage..."

Hu Lingling was suspicious, "Which Sister Xin?"

Hu Yi, "Lan Qingxin from Class 2."

Hu Lingling, "You’re damn from Class 1, aren’t you?"

Hu Yi, "Sis!"

Hu Lingling, "Wait, say again who you’re borrowing this for?"

Hu Yi, "Lan Qingxin, our Sister Xin."

Hu Lingling found the na "Sister Xin" strangely familiar and suddenly rembered that Qin Xin once recomnded a junior for the national dical competition signup, whose na was Lan Qingxin.

So it’s Qin Xin’s junior.

After pondering for a few seconds, she sent a ssage to Qin Xin seeking her opinion.

After receiving the reply from Qin Xin saying "You can borrow it," she retrieved the oboe from the safe and carefully handed it over to Hu Yi, reminding him repeatedly, "Be very careful. If you damage even a tiny bit, I’ll kill you..."

Hu Yi, "..."

Damn, the first ti in my life holding an instrunt, my hands are trembling.

This tiny pipe being more expensive than a piano, fine, but it turns out it’s even more expensive than my car.