But this was only Xu Guangling's first feeling, and soon, his feeling would be somewhat corrected. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Piano shops, generally people who don't engage in music feel very lofty when they hear this name, or they don't know how to feel powerful, but in fact, it is a place for music equipment business, and the domestic music environment in recent years is actually not so good, so many piano shops are also dismal business.

The dismal business is not bad, and I don't know how many are closed.

Then, the poor changed, at the beginning the piano monopoly, engaged in piano rental, at the beginning specialized in piano, engaged in mixed management, at the beginning specialized in trading, engaged in study classes...... The list goes on and on.

Even if Xu Guangling doesn't know about it, just from the decline of the upstream music production industry, he can roughly imagine the situation of the downstream industrial chain.

To put it simply, the sea is drying up, how full can you expect the river to be?

Therefore, the bleakness is certain, but to what extent it is bleak, Xu Guangling does not know.

As soon as he walked into this piano shop, Xu Guangling was just like when he walked into the vegetable market to visit those potato stalls after his first dream, just "sniffing" with his nose, he sniffed out a bleak taste, and then looked at it.

This piano shop covers a very large area, about 100 square meters, and then roughly divided into two areas by one-third and two-thirds, respectively, to place Chinese and Western musical instruments.

Xu Guangling glanced casually, there are Western musical instruments, pianos, guitars, violins, clarinets, etc., everything, but on the side of Huaxia musical instruments, the first thing he saw was not the "big pieces" of the guzheng and guqin, in this piano shop, they are really not big, not only not big, but even inconspicuous at all, as for the flute, flute, erhu, etc., it is even more of a maid role.

The most conspicuous thing there, playing the leading role, is a chime.

That's right, chimes!

It's the kind of big thing with a lot of small clocks connected together, and this kind of thing is usually only found in museums or exhibition halls, but a piano shop, there is such a thing?

Seriously, even with Xu Guangling's temperament, at this moment, some curiosity was uncontrollably aroused. ――What is this pendulum for?

It's a bit too big to use it as a highlight to attract customers, right?

It's impossible to sell it anyway, and absolutely no one buys such a thing. Besides, this is a big piece, not a small piece, just bump and bump, even if the piano shop is not afraid, the person who rents it will be terrified.

The owner of this shop has two hits.

Not to mention, just this chime shook Xu Guangling, and dispelled a lot of his basic impression of this piano store after learning some information from the signboard at the door of the piano shop.

He's half an insider, he's shocked, and most of the other people who walk into this piano shop are no exception.

However, there doesn't seem to be much use for eggs.

It was more than two o'clock in the afternoon, nearly three o'clock, and it stands to reason that it should be the time when the flow of customers was relatively strong, but Xu Guangling looked at the entire piano shop and only saw seven people, among them, at least four of them were still people from the piano shop, in other words, the customers, plus Xu Guangling himself, were only three or four.

Of the seven people, five were on the side of Western musical instruments, and two were next to the chime, Xu Guangling walked over.

"Brother, what's the need?" The one who spoke was about forty years old among the two people, not very tall, about 1.7 meters, but his image was good, at this time, he greeted with a smile, and he opened his mouth to be a brother, but it didn't look vulgar.

It does have a more elegant taste.

Boss?

Xu Guangling had a general guess about the identity of this person, and then asked like this: "Boss?" After receiving a slight nod in response, he said, "Your surname?"

"Don't be expensive, the little surname is Song. ”

"Boss Song, hello, hello!" Xu Guangling stretched out his hand and took the initiative to shake hands with Boss Song, and then said with a smile: "I came in and saw this chime, and I felt that the owner of this piano shop was extraordinary, so I deliberately shook hands and admired it, haha." ”

After saying the opening, Xu Guangling didn't plan to waste time, he didn't want to waste it, and it was estimated that the boss might not be willing to waste it, so he said directly: "Boss Song, I want to rent a guzheng from you, and a tube of dong flute, is it convenient?"

Boss Song seems to be indeed a neat and neat person, after hearing Xu Guangling say this, he turned around directly, took out a guzheng from the long cabinet erected on the wall not far away, put it on the specially prepared empty table, and then said to Xu Guangling: "Brother, try your hand?" and said: "Do you need fake armor?"

Fake nails are also prosthetic nails, "artificial nails" tied to the fingers when playing the guzheng guqin, simply put, such as wigs or hoods in the hair, etc., which were had very early in ancient times, and it was estimated that it was for hand protection at the beginning, and then it should be slowly discovered that the fake nail can not only be a hand guard, but also increase the sound that the fingers can not play whether it is the belly or the nails.

So much so that slowly, this is considered standard.

During this period, there should also be a special expert in the study of fake nails, that is, to study what materials are used to make fake armor, so that it can sound better when it touches the strings, such as clearer, brighter, more transparent, and so on.

But this is a long story, Xu Guangling doesn't know much, and the little knowledge he has limited is still taught to him by his mother, and he himself has not studied it.

It's definitely going to be a try.

But there is no need for false nails.

Xu Guangling nodded, shook his head again, and then walked to the zither, first his hands seemed to flick irregularly on the zither, and then made some basic tuning, in fact, it was a little fine-tuning.

Xu Guangling hadn't touched the guzheng for many years.

But just now, as soon as his hands pressed the strings, a very strange feeling came over him, that is, he was sure that his current level of playing was far from what it had been in the past.

Is it related to the fourth dream before? Or is it also related to the heart of the right hand? Because the touch of the right hand just now is almost like a delicate one.

It was also after pressing the strings of the zither with both hands that Xu Guangling knew that whether it was the fourth dream before or the opening of the heart of his right hand, the increased agility and flexibility of his two hands were actually still useful. - For example, when you play.

Once, he had to play for a while almost every day, either the piano, the guqin, or the guzheng.

But that memory was so far away, and so far away that it was just a memory, as if it had fallen into the dust, so much so that it was only at this time that he remembered what the dexterity of his hands could be used for.

The past has resurfaced.

Xu Guangling just stood there, stroking the strings of the zither with both hands, and then, starting from a series of overtones, a song flowed faintly between his fingers, under this zither, in this piano line.

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