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The first-year music major courses are divided into major courses and elective courses, of which the major courses are mainly basic courses, such as basic music theory, ear training, music appreciation, etc., and most of them are graduate students taking classes instead of teachers.

For Hua Ming, who is a man of two lifetimes, these contents are too simple, if it weren't for the fact that the qualification of each course requires the submission of a class sign-in sheet, Hua Ming would want to skip the class directly.

Since he came to this school, in the current situation, a graduation certificate is still very important, so Huaming has to go to class honestly.

This kind of class is undoubtedly a torment for Hua Ming, who now lacks equipment, has nothing to do if he wants to desert, and he can't use pen and paper to compose lyrics or arrange music!

This is indeed a bit unbearable for Hua Ming, who has been accustomed to using computers to complete these tasks in his previous life, to return to the original way.

It seems that I have to find a way to buy a laptop, but I really can't, I really have to go back to the original way of creating! Hua Ming felt that there were too many things to do, and he didn't want to waste his time on such basic courses.

Finally stayed up until noon, after lunch, Hua Ming went straight to the outside of the school, he wanted to buy a guitar, with his current funds, the only thing he could afford was an acoustic guitar.

There are many piano shops at the entrance of the school, and these piano shops mainly depend on the school for survival. Hua Ming chose a piano that looked more atmospheric and walked in.

It may be that there are fewer people at noon, and in the huge piano shop, there is only a little sister and a man about 30 years old sitting in a daze lonely.

The man wore a pair of narrow glasses with gold rimmes and looked very sven. As soon as he saw Hua Ming walk in, he took the initiative to greet him.

Hua Ming, who was so poor that his pocket jingled, ignored the dazzling array of various musical instruments in the store and went straight to the guitar display area.

For musicians, when they see good musical instruments, they will inevitably meet Hunter Xinxi, but for Hua Ming, who is short of money, these instruments are a kind of torment for him.

Even if he chooses the cheapest acoustic guitar, Hua Ming is still struggling.

The reason why he was entangled was that an ordinary folk guitar was indeed not too expensive, and it could be done for more than 400 yuan, but Hua Ming found that the timbre of this low-cost plywood guitar was really a bit unsatisfactory for him.

But if you choose a veneer guitar with a better tone, the price is a little expensive, and the cheapest one costs more than 1,000 yuan.

Hua Ming held a single-board guitar with a decent tone, and after trying the sound, he was really entangled.

"Little junior brother, the technique is good! How's that, interested? The Sven man may have been attracted by Hua Ming's audition, so he asked.

"I'm interested, but I'm shy!" Hua Ming sighed lightly and said with a helpless smile at the Sven man.

"Why don't you choose the cheaper ones?" The Sven man gave another suggestion.

"Those plyboard guitars, the tone is a little reluctant."

"It seems that the little junior brother is a knowledgeable person, so what should I do?" Sven Man asked again.

Sven's words are very meaningful. This is because, in the piano store, all guitars are actually not marked as plywood guitars or veneer guitars, but directly marked with the brand and price.

The difference between this is indistinguishable from the average guitar enthusiast, and only a truly knowledgeable veteran can really understand the doorway.

Obviously, Hua Ming's performance proves that he is indeed a knowledgeable person.

"Why don't I give you a show, and you can give me a cheaper one." Hua Ming said jokingly.

When Hua Ming said this, it was really a joke, who knew that the Sven man looked at him very seriously, and actually said: "Okay, then you play a song first!" ”

Hua Ming saw that Sven's attitude was very serious, so he didn't say much, picked up the veneer guitar that he had taken a fancy to again, and adjusted the strings very skillfully.

Hua Ming still played the song "Romance of Love", which is still so amazing.

Sven Man was also shocked by Hua Ming's skills, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Little junior brother, I am amazed by your skills. So, I'm in business after all, and I can't give you a discount on new guitars, but I have some good used guitars here, would you be interested in checking them out? ”

"Great!" Hua Ming was overjoyed after hearing this.

Huaming's great joy is not without reason. This is because, in fact, the guitar is not the newer the better, and a good second-hand guitar is the first choice for people who know the goods. The guitar only becomes more crisp and mellow after a long period of use.

Hua Ming's surprised expression was seen by the Sven man, and he said slowly, "Please follow me." ”

Sven Man took Hua Ming directly to the third floor and entered a room.

Hua Ming saw that in this small room, there were many good quality musical instruments on display, and these instruments obviously had traces of use, and they were second-hand at first glance.

But what makes Hua Ming feel strange is that although these instruments are all second-hand, they are all polished to a shiny finish, and they are often taken care of at a glance.

On one side of the room, there are seven or eight acoustic guitars on display that look very good, all of them veneer.

Hua Ming took a closer look, and the last one turned out to be a handmade solo guitar!

Treasures, this is an absolute treasure.

As soon as Hua Ming saw this guitar, he immediately lost interest in other guitars, and immediately walked over and picked up this guitar.

Hua Ming took a closer look and saw that the top of this guitar was made of the finest white pine, while the back side panels were made of the finest rosewood from Brazil.

Such a rare handmade single-board guitar, even if it was Hua Ming in his previous life, he was not willing to pay for it.

After reading it, Hua Ming sighed deeply, shook his head, and put down the guitar regretfully.

"Why, don't you like it?" Seeing this, the Sven man asked again.

"I can't afford it, but I can't afford it."

"Then why don't you ask about the price?" Sven Man asked again.

"What's the use of asking? Even for one-tenth of the price, I can't afford it. Hua Ming said regretfully.

"This guitar doesn't cost money." The Sven man said something that surprised Hua Ming.

"How is that possible!"

Hua Ming was so startled that he almost jumped up, his eyes widened as he looked at Sven Man with a look of disbelief.

"This guitar was deposited here by a senior brother who had given up his musical dreams, and his request was to find a real owner for this guitar. At your level, you are indeed qualified to use him. Sven Man said with a little sadness.

Shocked, absolutely shocked, as soon as Hua Ming heard this, he understood that this was the wish of a former musician who had given up his music dream, but could not give up his musical feelings.

"Any special requests?" Hua Ming understands this feeling very well.

"If you want this guitar, you have to leave your contact details, because maybe one day, the original owner of this guitar will come back to see it. Also, if one day you give up on your musical dreams, you'll have to send this guitar back here. Sven Man said.

Hua Ming looked at the Sven man and asked, "Are all the other musical instruments here like this?" ”

"Yes, there are some that require a fee." The Sven man continued to reply in a low voice.

"Then why do you want to spend the energy on such a thing?" Hua Ming asked another question that only Sven men could understand.

"Because, too, I once had a dream of music."

Sven's words sounded even more sad, and after he finished speaking, he stood there quietly, as if he was thinking of something.

Hua Ming no longer has anything to say, even if he is a human being in two lives, he is also moved by this feeling.

Only people who really love music know how painful it is to give up their musical dreams. While they gave up their musical dreams, they did not give up this feeling, they kept their instruments and left them to the destined people, hoping that this dream would continue.

Musical dreams are often shattered by life and helpless reality!

It's an indescribable feeling!

Hua Ming stopped making a sound, silently picked up the guitar, put it into the special leather guitar case next to it, and then put it in his hand, standing there quietly, waiting to leave with the Sven man.

For the guitar in his hand, Hua Ming felt particularly heavy. However, since he picked it up, he was no longer ready to put it down, he just hoped that he could do it without dishonoring it, and not dishonoring the dream of its original owner.