"Yes, very good. Your tone is excellent, and the rhythm of this song is also very good. For someone who hasn't had any professional training, this is truly remarkable," Hasegawa praised generously.

"Really? I... I sang really well?" Yui Yuigahama asked in surprise.

"Yes, you must have a very good talent in this area," Hasegawa nodded with a smile. Yui Yuigahama's talent in this area was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations. Although she couldn't compare to those genius-level singers, she was far superior to the average person.

With Yui Yuigahama's talent, she could definitely become a great singer if she practices diligently. If she practices very hard, she might even reach the level of a national diva.

"Really? Me, am I really that good?" Yui Yuigahama was still a little incredulous.

Before this, it seemed that Yui Yuigahama didn't know anything and wasn't good at anything. No one had ever said that she was good at anything. She really lacked confidence in herself.

Hearing Hasegawa praise her like this, she was truly pleasantly surprised, almost to the point of ecstasy.

"So, Yuihama, you need to work hard from now on. Practice diligently, and it would be best to find a professional teacher to guide you. Perhaps it won't be long before you reach a level where you can debut," Hasegawa encouraged.

"A professional teacher?" Yui Yuigahama suddenly froze, then her face darkened. "Whatever. Although I... I also want one, but... but—"

Seeing Yui Yuigahama's behavior, Hasegawa was stunned for a moment. He suddenly thought of Yui Yuigahama's family situation. Although Mrs. Yuigahama had gone to work to earn money, and Hasegawa was even paying rent for living here, it was clear that they did not have the financial means to hire a professional teacher to teach Yui Yuigahama to sing.

Because I'm going to the gym, I'll try to update as early as possible, writing the update content before I go to the gym, since I won't have the energy to write after I leave the gym.

Working out and losing weight is really tough. Especially for those with poor cardiovascular function, cardio is just too uncomfortable.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Mrs. Hihama's Plan for the Future

"How about this, you learn from me first." After considering Yui Yuigahama's family situation, Hasegawa decided to take on the task himself.

Although teaching Yui Yuigahama to sing is not an easy task, it should be easier than teaching her how to study.

"Huh?" Yui Yuigahama was stunned when Hasegawa said he would teach her to sing.

"Although my own skill level isn't particularly high, I can still teach you some basic things," Hasegawa explained.

"Huh? Hasegawa, you know this stuff too?" Yui Yuigahama was genuinely shocked.

"Yes, because of my interest, I've learned a little bit as well." Hasegawa nodded.

"As expected, Hasegawa, you're really amazing. You can do everything." Yui Yuigahama's face turned to one of admiration again.

"I've only learned a little bit. Here's what we'll do: after Mrs. Yuihama comes back, you can discuss it with her. If Mrs. Yuihama agrees, then you can learn from me," Hasegawa said to Yuihama.

After all, this concerns Yui Yuigahama's future, and Hasegawa felt that Yui Yuigahama should discuss it properly with her mother. Otherwise, rashly interfering in Yui Yuigahama's future might anger Mrs. Yuigahama.

Hasegawa felt it wasn't worth making Mrs. Yuihama angry over something like this.

"Okay. I'll talk to Mom." Yui Yuigahama nodded.

After making arrangements with Yui Yuigahama, Hasegawa returned to his room, turned on his computer, and began searching online for information about singing skills.

These days, things are so convenient. A lot of knowledge that was previously beyond the reach of most people can now be found online, just like going to the gym. Hiring a personal trainer can cost hundreds per session, but if you search carefully online, you can find the content that a personal trainer would teach. It might not be as good as having a personal trainer in person, but the results won't be much different. (This is based on the author's personal experience; a personal trainer costs 400 per session, but the poor author couldn't afford one, so they had to find it online, and they actually found it.)

Hasegawa's musical skills have already reached level three, which is not low. However, he has not studied systematically. Now he can find the basics online and build a system, which will make things easier.

Hasegawa searched for relevant information online while creating a document and starting with the most basic aspects to develop a teaching plan.

Although his current abilities are not outstanding, he is skilled enough to teach a beginner.

When Hasegawa was developing this teaching method, Mrs. Yuigahama returned home from work. Yui immediately discussed it with Mrs. Yuigahama upon her return.

Mrs. Yuihama was somewhat surprised by Yuihama's idea, and at the same time, she hesitated a little.

However, after seeing that Yui Yuigahama seemed very determined and longing for it, she could only nod in agreement.

Although Mrs. Yuihama really hoped that her daughter could learn to cook and do housework properly, and become a qualified housewife, so that she could keep Hasegawa.

However, there was nothing that could be done; Yui Yuigahama simply had no talent in this area, so in the end, she had no choice but to give up.

It's rare for Yui Yuigahama to find someone she likes, and Hasegawa even said she has a natural talent for this kind of thing. So, she can only support Yui Yuigahama.

She was still a little worried, though. Could Yui Yuigahama really do it, to learn this and become a singer?

What if things get delayed? She's already quite slow; why doesn't she start working hard now? If she fails, what will happen to Yui Yuigahama in the future?

Therefore, Mrs. Yuihama decided to have a proper talk with Hasegawa.

dang dang...

Hasegawa, who was developing a teaching plan, heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

"Excuse me, Hasegawa-kun, are you busy?" Mrs. Yuihama poked her head in and asked Hasegawa, who was sitting in front of the computer.

"Mrs. Yuihama? No, it's nothing, please come in." Hasegawa said with a smile when he saw Mrs. Yuihama.

"Then I'll be bothering you." Mrs. Yuihama pushed open the door and walked in.

Hasegawa was taken aback when he saw Mrs. Yuihama walk out of the door. She was wearing a bathrobe, her hair was a little wet, and her skin was still slightly damp. She had just taken a bath.

"Is Hasegawa-kun writing a novel? Am I disturbing you?" Mrs. Yuihama looked curiously at Hasegawa's computer screen, which was covered with dense text.

"No, I was just writing something casually." Hasegawa shook his head.

"Hasegawa-kun is really amazing. Not only is he good at studying, but he can also write novels to support himself. He's really incredible," Mrs. Yuihama said sincerely.

"It's alright." Hasegawa scratched his head.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he could faintly smell a delicate fragrance. The scent was subtle, yet it made him feel like his blood was flowing faster.

"Hey, Hasegawa-kun. Yui told me you're planning to have her study music?"

"Well, I just suggested that Yui find something she likes to study. Yui seems to be quite interested in music." Hasegawa understood why Mrs. Yui had come to him.

“Although she does seem interested in this, I’m a little worried about whether she can succeed. Yui is rather slow, no, I should say very slow, she’s a complete idiot. Can she even learn music?” Mrs. Yuihama said worriedly.

"Yuhihama seems to have quite a talent in this area, at least much better than the average person."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, both her tone and her grasp of rhythm are quite excellent," Hasegawa nodded. Then he praised Yui Yuigahama.

"However, I'm still a little worried. If Yui can't succeed, and she's so slow-witted, what will happen to her in the future? I'm very worried about her."

"This—" Hasegawa couldn't make any guarantees either. After all, no one could be 100% certain about whether it would succeed, as there were too many external factors.

“If, and I mean if, after Yui fails, someone can take care of her and give her a way out, then I’ll be at ease,” Mrs. Yuihama said, her eyes fixed on Hasegawa.

Chapter Twenty-Nine Teaching

“Yui Hama is actually quite cute. If she fails as a singer, I think someone will be willing to take care of her,” Hasegawa said to Mrs. Yui Hama.

"Huh? Is that what Hasegawa-kun thinks?" Mrs. Yuihama asked with a look of surprise.

"Yes, that's exactly what I think. After all, a girl like Yuihama should be quite popular." Hasegawa genuinely thought so. How to put it... as a transmigrator from China, in that environment, women are all incredibly arrogant. They look down on men earning two or three thousand a month, even those with monthly salaries over ten thousand. And yet, society generally accepts them.

Therefore, Hasegawa believes that for a woman, having a reasonably pretty face is enough; everything else is completely irrelevant. Besides, Yui is not only cute and pretty, but also has a very pleasant personality. As for not knowing how to cook? Heh, there are plenty of women in China who can't cook. It should be said that men who can't cook are the minority.

Therefore, subconsciously incorporating the Chinese context, Hasegawa genuinely didn't believe that Yuihama would be unwanted after her failure as a singer.

"I'm relieved that Hasegawa-kun thinks that way." Mrs. Yuihama patted her chest, her bouncy breasts bouncing twice, causing her otherwise well-fitting bathrobe to open slightly.

“Well then, I agree to let Yui study music. Since she likes it, and Hasegawa-kun said she has talent, then let her give it a try. Even if she fails, there's always a way out. At this time, pursuing a dream is not a bad thing.” Mrs. Yuihama said in a very open-minded way.

Hasegawa smiled and nodded: "Interest is the best teacher. You may never learn something you're not interested in, but if you're interested in something, it becomes very easy to learn."

"I hope Yui really is as you say. Well then, I'll leave Yui to you, Hasegawa-kun," Mrs. Yuigahama said with a look of entrustment.

"Yes, I will teach her well." Although he felt there was something wrong with Mrs. Yuihama's words, Hasegawa nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll go tell Yui right now." Mrs. Yuihama left with a face full of joy.

After Mrs. Yuihama left, Hasegawa couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Mrs. Yuihama, wearing a yukata, made Hasegawa feel a little pressured.

Not long after Mrs. Yuigahama left, there was another knock on Hasegawa's door. After receiving Hasegawa's permission, Yui Yuigahama entered, her face slightly flushed.

"Hasegawa, Mom has agreed to let me study music. However, I'm not very good at it. If Hasegawa thinks it will be too much trouble for me to teach, I can find someone else." Yui Yuigahama seemed to have a good sense of self-awareness.

“Find someone else? Forget it. After all, Mrs. Yui doesn’t earn money easily, and if you want to find a professional music teacher or a private school, the cost will be very high. Even if Mrs. Yui has started working now, she can’t afford it for you. Just learn from me. Although I don’t know much about this, I can still teach you.” Hasegawa shook his head and said to Yui Yui.

"Oh, well, thank you very much, Hasegawa. I'll leave the rest to you." Yui Yuigahama bowed deeply.

Snapped!

Yui Yuigahama's movements were so exaggerated that the inertia caused the buttons on her chest to bear weight they shouldn't have had to. So, these buttons went on strike—or rather, they ran away—and flew right off her clothes.

The button almost hit Hasegawa's face. Just before it landed, Hasegawa instinctively raised his hand to shield himself, catching the flying button in his palm.

"Ah!" Yui Yuigahama exclaimed, quickly covering her chest.

"Ahem, um, your button." Hasegawa turned his face away awkwardly, while opening his hand that was holding the button and handing it to Yui Yuigahama.

Yui Yuigahama's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom. She grabbed the button in Hasegawa's hand, then turned and ran away. She felt this scene was too embarrassing and too shameful.

Watching the door slam shut, Hasegawa couldn't help but smile wryly. What a mess! Couldn't everything just go smoothly? Why did it have to turn into this? How cliché! How melodramatic!

Hasegawa thought that would be the end of it for today, after all, the situation that Yui Yuigahama had created was really too embarrassing. He would at least have to wait until Yui Yuigahama had calmed down a bit before proceeding.

Hasegawa didn't expect that Yui Yuigahama would return to his room shortly after changing her clothes.

When Yui Yuigahama saw Hasegawa's gaze, she instinctively looked away and instinctively put her hands in front of her chest. However, the top she had changed into was no longer the kind that needed to be buttoned up, but a pullover, so there was no need to worry about anything.

"Ahem. Now that you're here, let's begin today." Hasegawa coughed lightly, deliberately avoiding the topic of what happened before and getting straight to the point.

"Yes, Hasegawa-sensei." Yui Yuigahama straightened her expression, pulled up a stool, and sat upright in front of Hasegawa.

"Don't be so tense, relax your body a little."

"Oh." Yui Yuigahama's body suddenly collapsed.

"This is too relaxing. By relaxing, I don't mean not using any strength at all, but rather acting as usual, not being so tense, and not letting your body be so strained."

"Oh, oh, oh." Yui Yuigahama quickly adjusted her sitting posture.

"Stand up, don't sit." Hasegawa shook his head.

"Oh." Yui Yuigahama was quite obedient.

"Let's not talk about anything else now, let's start with the basics, the first thing is to learn how to breathe."

"Breathing?" Yui Yuigahama looked at him strangely.

"Yes, it's breathing, abdominal breathing. Normally, we breathe using our chest, which is chest breathing. But singers need to learn abdominal breathing and be able to master this breathing method."

"Oh oh oh."

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