Holding the case back to Yosuke Terashima and Wen Shizhang, Bian Rui put down the case and laid it across in front of him.

"This is my self-cutting piano, it took a few years from the material to the finished piano, now please enjoy the two of you" Bian Rui gently opened the lid of the piano case after speaking, and hugged his childish phoenix Qingyun out.

Seeing the childish wind and clear rhyme, both Yosuke Terashima and Wen Shizhang were stunned, and asked Bian Rui, "It's actually a silk string?"

The two of them have seen a lot of atmospheric guqin, Bian Rui's qin is not very good, the most impressive thing for the two is the strings, the ice blue silk strings surprised the two of them.

"Naturally, it's silk strings!" Bian Rui stretched out his fingers and gently picked them, and a clear string sound immediately sounded, and the aftersound of the piano was lingering, ethereal and distant, and the elegant aftertaste was long.

"Good strings!"

Wen Shizhang's eyes lit up, his body was already leaning forward to the surface of the piano, and he hurriedly asked, "How did you get this string?"

For a guqin performance master, this kind of sound is what he dreamed of, and now Wen Shizhang generally uses silk strings when entertaining himself, because the silk strings have ancient rhyme, and synthetic strings are used when playing, and the sound is transparent and bright, but he has never seen such silk strings, or he did not believe that there are such silk strings before, which can abandon the shortcomings of the now recognized silk strings, and at the same time can combine the characteristics of the synthetic strings with large pronunciation and less noise.

To be precise, it is not that he does not know, but he does not believe in the kind of qin sound recorded in ancient Chinese books, and thinks that it is exaggerated.

But today I heard Bian Rui's slight pick here, and I knew that I was wrong, not only I was wrong, but most of the guqin masters were also wrong, the best strings of the guqin are not steel strings, nor synthetic strings, but the original silk strings, and now what he hears is the sound quality that the silk strings should have, pure and elegant.

"Our village made my own strings, and the method of string making was also taught by my master," Bian Rui said with a smile.

Seeing Wen Shizhang's appearance, Bian Rui stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, Wen Shizhang understood, carefully turned the piano around, and gently played the song "Smiling Proud Jianghu".

This piece can be said to be the simplest guqin song, which belongs to the entry-level entry-level.

"Good piano!" Wen Shizhang only stroked a short section here, and then praised Zhifeng Qingyun, and asserted: "When the world's famous piano is famous, there must be this bed!"

Yosuke Terashima couldn't help it for a long time, and when he saw Wen Shizhang stopping, he said, "Can you let me try?"

Wen Shizhang glanced at Bian Rui, saw that Bian Rui nodded, and moved the piano to Yosuke Terashima.

Yosuke Terashima rolled up his sleeves and solemnly began to stroke the piano, and the song he stroked was the "Fisherman's Q&A" played by Bian Rui that night.

After listening to it for a minute, Bian Rui knew that this Terashima's piano skills were also quite good, comparable to Wen Shizhang, and he knew that he had been immersed in the piano for at least ten years, and he also had a very high talent.

"Please!"

When Qin returned to Bian Rui's face, Bian Rui looked at the clock on the wall and said with a smile: "There are only five minutes, I will stroke a small paragraph, and if there is a chance, we will talk in detail, because I still have guests here at noon."

"How was that afternoon?" asked Yosuke Terashima quickly.

Bian Rui shook his head: "It's not in the afternoon, there are still guests in the evening!"

"What about at night?"

"There's time after half past seven," Bian Rui said.

Yosuke Terashima asked, "Then at half past seven, I will send someone to pick up Mr., and when the time comes, I will wait with Mr. Wen for Mr. Bian to drive."

Bian Rui thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not bad to meet friends with the piano, anyway, there was nothing to do at night, and he just took his daughter to go around, not to mention that whether it was Yosuke Terashima or Wen Shizhang, the piano skills were not bottom.

"Then it's a nuisance!"

Bian Rui agreed, and began to stroke the piano.

When the first piano sound spilled out, both Wen Shizhang and Yosuke Terashima were shocked, although Yosuke Terashima learned seven or eight points, but Bian Rui's craft was serious.

A few minutes later, whether it was Yosuke Terashima or Wen Shizhang, both of them looked like they were still unsatisfied.

Bian Rui had to smile and say, "In the evening, how about I talk to the two piano friends in the evening?"

"That's the only way," Wen Shizhang couldn't help but feel a little choked.

When I heard the excitement, it suddenly broke off, it's like happily letting go of myself with my girlfriend, and suddenly being picked up from the bed, or even worse, if it weren't for Wen Shizhang learning Chinese culture, he would have cultivated himself, and he would have slapped his legs and scolded his mother according to the American temperament.

Bian Rui was going to be busy here, Wen Shizhang and Yosuke Terashima were reluctant to leave, and the three of them were stunned at the door, you hugged your fists and I saluted, and they made trouble back and forth for three or four minutes before they officially separated.

Seeing that Bian Rui was back, Zhou Zheng asked: "Are you tired kid, I'm almost constipated when I hear you talk."

"With your level of appreciation, that is, the level of action movies in the house, where can you appreciate this, have you finished eating, hurry up after eating, what are you doing with your head sticking out one by one? Wait for lunch?" Bian Rui said to a group of fox friends and dogs.

When Zhou Zheng and the others heard this, they all complained and stood up from the table, went out one by one, got into their own cars, and went back to their respective homes to find their own mothers.

At this time, Mo Sheng was already dumbfounded, he always felt that Bian Rui was a kung fu master, but he didn't expect that Bian Rui could also play the guqin, and even the Japanese and Americans were stunned when he played the guqin, and his face was respectful, and he suddenly felt that he was too discerning, and found such a great master for himself.

"What are you in a daze, people have just walked by, and the ground doesn't know how to drag it?" Bian Rui said to Mo Sheng.

Hearing Bian Rui's words, Mo Sheng immediately came back to his senses, quickly picked up the mop, and began to clean up.

At twelve o'clock at noon, the guests arrived one after another, and when they saw that there were two more miscellaneous people here in Bian Rui, the guests were surprised, and they didn't ask more, this thing is too normal for them, and there is a miscellaneous person in the shop.

After entertaining the guests at noon, Bian Rui assigned the work, and he went out, because he made an appointment with Wang Jie to meet at noon today to talk about his daughter, and Wang Jie also readily agreed.

The place where the two made an appointment was not far from where Wang Jie lived, and Bian Rui didn't bring his daughter over, because he wanted to talk to Wang Jie alone about it.

"Waited, huh?"

Wang Jie carried the piano box he retrieved, went upstairs and saw Bian Rui sitting next to the window, looking out the window in a daze while drinking tea, looking at Bian Rui for about two or three minutes, then he turned into the bathroom, wiped his face and made up a light makeup, then sat opposite Bian Rui, and said with a smile.

After speaking, the huge piano case in his hand was placed on the table.

"I just arrived for less than five minutes, you drink something, drink something yourself" Bian Rui didn't pay attention to Wang Jie, he was now full of his daughter's affairs.

Glancing at the case, Bian Rui wanted to push the case aside.

Wang Jie said: "Open it and take a look, it's hard to say if such an expensive thing is there."

Bian Rui didn't say much after listening, gently opened the piano box, and found that the bed Tang Qin was lying honestly in the piano box, for this bed of piano Bian Rui is really too familiar, not to mention that it is to see, even if you touch it with your hands, it will not be wrong, some inconspicuous potholes on the piano are related to Bian Rui, when he was a child, Bian Rui did not have a bad bed of this piano, and children are inevitably hairy.

"That's right!"

After Bian Rui finished speaking, he closed the piano case.

Wang Jie said: "You haven't looked carefully, you take a closer look!"

Bian Rui was stunned by Wang Jie's tone, but quickly recovered and said calmly: "Don't look carefully, this piano has been with me for too long, and I can determine the truth at a glance."

"Okay, what are you looking for me today?" Wang Jie said.

Bian Rui directly opened the skylight and said brightly: "It's about Jingjing, you're a little bit of a little bit of a mess these days, I don't know if you found out?"

Bian Rui knows that his daughter just feels that she has been robbed and pampered by two children, in fact, this matter is really not a matter twenty or thirty years ago, the former children are not enough time to play crazy with their friends all day long, where would they think so much? Every day, they go down to the river to catch fish, go up to the trees to catch birds, go home and sleep in addition to eating, they are tired like a puppy every day, how can they have time to think about such deep things as love and not love, and they are also worried that they are crazy every day, forgetting to do their homework, and worrying about teachers looking for parents.

Only now the children in the city, usually have no friends, at home is the mobile phone computer, the heart is very empty for a long time, subconsciously eager to communicate with others, or get a little more love from their parents.

Wang Jie said: "You don't know how busy I am now, how old the two children are, they get sick at every turn, and they don't sleep at night, I feel that my whole body is going to be dragged down by these two children." I'll admit that I was a little negligent with Jingjing, but I really don't have a good way."

"Otherwise, you give Jingjing to me to take for a while, anyway, now she is also in kindergarten, even if she goes to elementary school, it doesn't matter much, and Jiangnan's education is not worse than Mingzhu, and it will not be difficult to transfer back to Mingzhu in the fourth and fifth grades, and I am not afraid ......that I will not be able to go to work," Bian Rui said.

Wang Jie said: "You want to take Jingjing away from me?"

"What do you mean to take away from you, Jingjing is your daughter, who can change this? If you have time over there, I will send Jingjing back," Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui originally thought that Wang Jie must be furious, but now Wang Jie's performance is obviously much better than Bian Rui's estimate, so he just asked himself.

Wang Jie is very confused now, she doesn't want her daughter to leave her, but now she really doesn't have much energy to take care of her eldest daughter, and her current husband Zhao Weishan is not useful at all, the little girl really can't get close to Zhao Weishan, so she maintains the politeness on the surface, and it is no different from strangers, Zhao Weishan can't take care of the eldest daughter at all, and Zhao Weishan can't look down on the eldest daughter as if she were his own.

The most important thing is that Wang Jie also feels it now, and Zhao Weishan has hinted more than once that he will hand over his daughter to Bian Rui to take with him for a while. She can also understand Zhao Weishan's thoughts, with her own children, there are several men who are willing to raise other people's children, not to mention that this child has never been familiar with it, and has always kept a certain distance from this family.

But Wang Jie is a little reluctant, it's not that she doesn't love her eldest daughter, but now she doesn't have the energy to care about her eldest daughter as much as before.

Now Wang Jie's in-laws can't count on it, and his parents don't expect too much, because his parents don't like to come here to see his mother's face, and the two old people have food, drink, and savings in their hometown, so why are they uncomfortable running to their son-in-law's house? The old couple are not happy to come over again to take care of their daughter's children.

So at present, Wang Jie has to rely on her alone, and Zhao Weishan, as her husband, is busy with the company's affairs all day long, and she can't help at all.

"I'll think about it," Wang Jie said.

Bian Rui didn't believe his ears a little.