Zhang Xiaobei took the long flute handed over by Lin Zheng, took it close to his eyes, and looked at it carefully for a while, this is a flute made of purple bamboo, the pipe diameter is thinner than the hole flute, eight holes, the volume is small, the timbre is elegant, and it is suitable for playing with the guqin ensemble, so it is also called "qin flute".

"I'm talking about this lad. Yang Gao turned to Zhang Xiaobei and said, "I'll pay five hundred yuan, and you sell this flute back to me." ”

"Yang Gao!" Lin Zheng stomped his foot, "What are you doing, I just gave the gift out, you have to spend money to buy it back, you are going to slap me in the face in turn." ”

"Hmph!" Yang Gao tilted his head, "Since you can give it away casually, why can't I buy it back." ”

"You!" Lin Zheng stomped again angrily.

"I think it's more than five hundred yuan. ”

Zhang Xiaobei smiled meaningfully.

Yang Gao squinted at him: "You kid wants to take advantage of the fire to rob, that's okay, I'll have two hundred more." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't sell this flute, I like it. Zhang Xiaobei said.

"Good boy, have backbone!" Lin Zheng gave Zhang Xiaobei another thumbs up

"And I want to correct a little bit of your statement," Zhang Xiaobei looked at Yang Gao and said slowly, "I am a person who understands music, and I am good at." ”

As he spoke, he put his lips close to the blow hole at the top of the flute, put his fingers on the flute hole, and then the melodious sound of the flute came out of the flute in his hand.

The sound of the flute is ethereal and quiet, far and near.

The two old men were slightly stunned in their hearts, and then they were immediately completely captured by the sound of the flute, as if they were all taken to a beautiful and quiet lake, surrounded by the singing of birds and flowers.

The piece played by Zhang Xiaobei is the famous ancient flute song "Autumn Moon on the Peaceful Lake".

After the blow, the room was quiet again.

"You...... Who taught you to blow the flute?" this time, a look of excitement appeared on Yang Gao's face.

"Learn to play by yourself. Zhang Xiaobei had a faint smile on his face.

"Lin Zheng!" Yang Gao said to his old friend beside him, "Your vision is really good, this friend is worth befriending." ”

He picked up a glass of boiled water on the table and said to Zhang Xiaobei: "Young man, replace wine with water, I want to make you a friend." As he spoke, he drank the glass of boiled water as if he were drinking.

"Young man, if I heard it right, the song you just played is "Autumn Moon on the Peaceful Lake", Yang Gao put down the cup in his hand and said.

"That's right. Zhang Xiaobei replied.

""Autumn Moon on the Peaceful Lake" is generally played with a hole flute, but you use the Ya flute to play this song, but it has a unique charm. Yang Gao continued.

"It seems that you are also a person who understands flute. ”

"To tell you the truth, I used to be a artist for a while when I was younger. Alas, sure enough, it takes talent to blow the flute well, and your flute skills far surpass me at a young age. ”

Yang Gao said and put one hand on Zhang Xiaobei's shoulder, "You are very talented in this area, you should concentrate on developing in this area." ”

"No, no. Lin Zheng interjected at this time and said, "is just a temporary entertainment, Xiaobei, you listen to me, calligraphy is your real talent, every stroke you write may become the wealth of history in the future, no matter how good this flute is, it will be gone after blowing." Nothing can be left behind after death. ”

"Lin Zheng!" Yang Gao said angrily, "You are deliberately raising the bar with me, right?" ”

Lin Zheng squinted at him and said, "I'm here to stop you from leading a very good young man astray. ”

"What kind of misdirection? How can you talk nonsense, Xiao skills are the quintessence of the country. ”

"What about the quintessence of the country, can it be compared with calligraphy? Lin Zheng argued.

"How unreasonable are you!"

The two old men argued blushing in front of Zhang Xiaobei like this.

"You two talk slowly, I'll go back to my room and do my homework. Zhang Xiaobei hurriedly made up an excuse to hide back in the room.

And the two of them still quarreled as if they hadn't heard Zhang Xiaobei's words.

After a while,

"Knock!" someone knocked on Zhang Xiaobei's door.

It seems that the old man with the temper of the two children has finished arguing.

Zhang Xiaobei felt a little amused and walked over and opened the door.

Lin Zheng and Yang Gao, the two old men, stood in front of Zhang Xiaobei's door with a smile.

"Xiaobei, it's time for us to go, so we won't bother you studying, after all, students are still the most important thing to study. Lin Zheng said with a smile on his face, "I want to remember your mobile phone number, I don't know if it.....'s convenient?"

"Convenient. ”

Zhang Xiaobei readily read out his mobile phone number, and the two old men hurriedly saved his mobile phone number with their mobile phones.

"Xiaobei, after a while, I want to invite you to my old club 'Antique Art Troupe' to perform, I don't know if it's convenient for you. Yang Gao looked at Zhang Xiaobei with a kind smile like a newborn baby.

This made Zhang Xiaobei goosebumps.

"Well, can you get any money?" Zhang Xiaobei said, as a high school student now, what he lacks most is financial resources, and he needs a lot of money to dig up the tomb under the "fat brother fish shop", so money has now become his primary consideration.

"Money, money. Yang Gaole said hehehe, "When you perform on stage with the troupe, you will receive the money after the performance, believe me, with your flute skills, you will definitely surprise the surroundings when the time comes, and when you become popular, a lot of people will take money to invite you to play." ”

"Okay, you can call me if you need me, but only if you have the money. Zhang Xiaobei said very directly.

"Of course, there has to be money, there has to be money. Yang Gao continued to say with a smile.

"Xiaobei. Lin Zheng's expression suddenly became serious, "I think practicing words is not only about practicing this word but also about practicing this heart, you are still young, you shouldn't be contaminated with the smell of copper so quickly, you should calm down......"

Yang Gao pushed Lin Zheng, "I said, why are you still so stubborn as an old man." ”

"I'm trying to stop you from teaching bad people's children. ”

"I said that you are hindering the bright future of a good young man!"

The two disagreed and quarreled again.

"The gate is over there, don't send it. Zhang Xiaobei had no choice but to issue an eviction order.

The two had no choice but to leave with a wry smile on their faces, and before leaving, they shouted that Zhang Xiaobei would wait for their phone contact.