Jue Ling is a person with a great musical talent, but this musical talent must also be distinguished. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jue Ling's musical talent is limited to listening and memorizing, and he can listen to detailed tunes and melodies, quickly memorize them in his head, and write them down completely without the slightest mistake.

You can also hear that several instruments are used in a piece of music, and you can use instruments, but you can't play a decent melody.

A beautiful melody can also be played by Jue Ling, which is his musical talent.

To sum up, Jue Ling's musical talent is theoretical, not practical, and it is impossible to transform no matter how hard you try.

And this kind of music is also praised by someone.

I saw a middle-aged man who seemed to be the owner of the shop walked out of the inner hall, applauded and sighed: "I play it well, it's really wonderful, and the little brother is a genius who learns guzheng at a glance." ”

"Mr. Miao, I know that there are still shortcomings." Jue Ling stopped playing and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Very well, you know how to be humble. But, what's the excitement in your tone!? Wu Xu, who was outside the store, said as he walked over.

"If you've been complimented, can't you be happy!" Jue Ling said proudly.

The middle-aged man couldn't understand the relationship between the new six people and Jue Ling, but he wouldn't let go of the sales opportunity, and hurriedly said: "Little brother, don't be humble anymore, you play really well, I don't believe you ask your friends." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Wu Xu immediately gave an answer: "It's ugly!" ”

Then Jiang Feng: "General." ”

Then there was Yeyang with a stinky face: "It's not bad, it's just not as good as me." ”

Xia Yuexiang shook her head.

Meng Ruoxi felt that she was not suitable to express her position, so she didn't do anything, and kept smiling and looking at Jue Ling. This kind of behavior is equivalent to denying Jue Ling's piano skills.

Within five seconds after the review ended, the middle-aged man still looked at Jue Ling with a smile on his face. It wasn't until five seconds later that the smile stiffened, and as if he couldn't believe his ears, he turned around and pinched his arm.

Well, there is pain, it's not a dream. It's all ...... Bad review, right!?

The middle-aged man turned around, his face numb, and asked, "What kind of friends did you make, did you bring such a collective demolition?" ”

"I'm sorry, they're not my friends, they're spectators who hurt me." Jue Ling felt sad for the middle-aged man, which was a good sales technique, but unfortunately he met Ye Yang and a few people.

In fact, without the comments of Yeyang, Jue Ling also understands that he has a few catties and taels. If he can't play well, he can hear it himself.

So, no matter what, this recommendation method for middle-aged men will not be useful.

At this time, Qianyue Hanama, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "That...... I think it's pretty good, practice more, it will definitely sound good. ”

Qianyue Hua's words rekindled the fighting spirit of the middle-aged man, and he nodded vigorously and said: "This beauty is right, you play really well, it is better to buy a guzheng and go back to practice more." ”

"Ah......h The thought that his actions would make Jue Ling fall into [Buy? No money! Don't buy? It's embarrassing! I kept blaming myself in my heart.

Looking at the tangled expressions among the thousand moon flowers, Jue Ling sighed secretly, and then made a look of appreciation, gently stroked the strings, and asked, "How much does it cost to buy a guzheng?" ”

"Our koto is made of authentic sycamore wood, and the head and tail of the kite are inlaid with precious materials such as mahogany, old mahogany, and sandalwood

The kite is made of mahogany and ivory. The strings are nylon wrapped with steel wire, and the sixteen-string zither is silk thread, decorated with shell carvings, silk paintings, inlays, etc. Every guzheng here is absolutely good and cheap, the most expensive is only 50,000, the cheap one is 20,000, 30,000, I don't know what the little brother wants? Alas...... Little brother, don't go, negotiate the price first before leaving...... Well, I'll give you the lowest price, 10,000, how about it? ”

Jue Ling looked at the middle-aged man's hand holding his arm and said, "I don't know what you think, the student will have 10,000 yuan of spare money to buy your broken guzheng?" ”

"It's hard to say, isn't it the trend of pretending to be 13 in the recent fashion [rich second-generation micro-service private visit shopping, and then deliberately show a poor boy's posture, when the boss looks down on him, he throws out a large stack of banknotes and hits the shopkeeper's face] The trend of pretending to be 13, you look at the three little girls you are carrying, just pulling one out for sale can make the young man on the whole street crazy.

It is impossible for a poor boy to have this kind of treatment, not to mention that your appearance is really ......

So, don't pretend, don't you just want to slap your face with money, come, hit here. ”

The middle-aged man put his face in front of Jue Ling, like a perverted uncle.

Jue Ling was silent for a few seconds, then slowly took out his wallet, and twisted the thumb and index finger of his left hand into five ...... One dollar bill!

Well, the thickness of five stacks is enough, and it should be no problem to use it to slap your face!

Just as Jue Ling was about to take out five yuan to slap his face under the expectant gaze of the middle-aged man, he heard Xia Yuexiang's tone mixed with displeasure, and said, "Xiao Ling, let's go, don't buy this broken qin." ”

In fact, when the middle-aged man said the sentence "casually pull it out for sale", Jue Ling paid attention to the faces of Xia Yuexiang, Meng Ruoxi, and the three girls among the thousand moon flowers that sank instantly.

"What, you even said it was a broken piano." The middle-aged man roared.

Jue Ling: Your attitude must have changed too quickly.

"This is obviously a guzheng, you actually said that it is a broken qin, it's too rude."

Jue Ling: You seem to have misunderstood the point of being angry.

"What kind of zither, who are you fooling, just now you said that the zither in this store is made of a series of woods such as mahogany and sandalwood. Can a guzheng processed by modern technology still be called a guzheng? The sound produced by the strings has not yet been corrected to a modern format, and this is at best a wooden version of the piano. Xia Yuexiang argued.

"Who said that this shop is full of modern processed guzheng, this guzheng is left over from before." The middle-aged man slapped his palm on the guzheng for customers to try out, and said refusing to admit defeat.

Jue Ling: Please don't forget so quickly, this is what you said. In other words, if you shoot it like this, won't the guzheng be broken?

"Well, yes, you say it's a guzheng is a guzheng, anyway, none of us here understand, just let you fool around." Wu Xu also came forward to speak.

"I never fool guests", after speaking, the middle-aged man looked elsewhere for a few seconds, and then said very confidently: "You can play two guzheng at the same time, listen to the difference in timbre, and you will be able to tell the difference." ”

"Okay, don't try it", Jue Ling came forward to solve the scene, not wanting things to be too embarrassing: "I played a section just now, judging from the timbre it emitted, this should be the real guzheng." ”

As he spoke, as if he was afraid that he would not be convinced by Xia Yuexiang and the others, Jue Ling bent down and played a short paragraph.

I only play for a few seconds, and I ...... every day That damn accident happened.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

First one, then two, and finally all three strings...... It's broken!

"Uh......" Jue Ling's eyes widened.

“……”