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A loud voice woke everyone up, and the birds ran as fast as they could, frightened.

And Zhang Xiaole also woke up from playing, and then his face changed.

A string was broken, mainly because I was too selfless, Yangchun Baixue itself belongs to fast-paced guqin music, and the lyre is not suitable for playing this kind of music, but is relatively long.

Such as Feng Qiuhuang, the affection is lingering, plus Zhang Xiaole is a monk, and he is also a piano shop student who has only read textbooks, so he didn't control his strength well, and he broke people's pianos all of a sudden.

That's a bit awkward.

Many people woke up and looked at Zhang Xiaole, not knowing whether to praise or scold.

Zhang Xiaole played very well, it can be said that it is a natural sound, but at the last moment, there was an accident and the strings broke.

Still, there was applause.

But suddenly, a voice came.

"you! This is a lyre that is more than 1,400 years old, you it, a priceless treasure, and you broke it like this! ”

Aunt Qin was screaming, and at first she thought that Zhang Xiaole was playing very well, and she was already fascinated, but after seeing Zhang Xiaole destroy the piano, she couldn't help but scream.

Zhang Xiaole was also confused, he was optimistic about this piano from the beginning, and he also felt that this piano was not an ordinary piano, but he didn't expect it to be so precious, a 1,400-year-old antique, and it was damaged by himself.

But fortunately, only one string is broken, and if the piano is broken, then I will be unlucky.

Embarrassed! Embarrassed! Extremely embarrassing!

Zhang Xiaole subconsciously wanted to run, but thinking that people have cameras here, what's the use of running? To be able to open such a piano shop, is there no ability? You can find yourself casually, although you are not afraid, but after all, it is your own fault, Zhang Xiaole does not have the courage to run away.

Aunt Qin appeared in front of Zhang Xiaole, stroked the body of the piano with great affection, and looked at Zhang Xiaole with an expression that was about to cry.

Zhang Xiaole touched his head, but he didn't know what to say.

"you!"

Aunt Qin looked at Zhang Xiaole coldly, eager to scrape Zhang Xiaole alive.

At this time, Ouyang Zhien finally recognized Zhang Xiaole, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's you!" ”

Zhang Xiaole looked up and found that it was Ouyang Zhien, so he beckoned immediately, and said in order to alleviate the embarrassment: "It's you, long time no see!" ”

Aunt Qin turned her head, her eyes still looking at Ouyang Zhien coldly and said, "Do you know him?" ”

Ouyang Zhien was stunned for a moment when he saw Aunt Qin's cold gaze, and then said expressionlessly: "I don't know!" ”

It's wise.

Zhang Xiaole is depressed, can't he help himself out? As for this?

"Boy! Do you know what this thing is? Aunt Qin gritted her teeth and said, her beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, which was terrifying to look at.

"Uh, guqin."

Zhang Xiaole's speech was a little unfluent, because he didn't know what to say.

"Is this an ordinary guqin? It's 1,700 years old, you loser, do you know how hard to find the strings of this lyre? Preserved from 1,400 years to the present, do you know what it is? Is this priceless? ”

She said viciously, looking extremely angry.

"This, I will compensate, please rest assured!" Zhang Xiaole didn't know what to say, so he could only say that he could compensate.

"Reparations?" Aunt Qin looked at Zhang Xiaole with a touch of disdain on her face and said: "It's not that I look down on you, I only know that there are 1,400-year-old lyres in this world, and in the Museum of London, USA, other guqin strings, with this piano are defiling this piano, do you know?" ”

She said.

Zhang Xiaole didn't know that the situation would be so serious, and he was silent for a while, and at this time, Qin Gutian walked slowly, also frowning.

To tell the truth, he deeply admires Zhang Xiaole's piano, but this guqin is very precious, it is the treasure of the town, at least it is a national special protected cultural relic.

This kind of thing has no value, if you really want to say it, at a major auction in France last year, a nine-hundred-year-old guqin was auctioned for 90 million francs, of course, ordinary people don't know about it, only people of his identity know.

There are some treasures that are priceless and cannot be measured by price.

"This gentleman, may I ask what is Fang's surname?"

Qin Gutian asked.

Zhang Xiaole glanced at it, he was more respectful of the elder, and said at the moment: "The old gentleman is polite, his surname is Zhang, his name is Xiaole, and he can't talk about his name." ”

Sheet?

Qin Gutian frowned slightly, the guqin family surnamed Zhang, there is yes, but the Republic of China period is gone, is it possible to reappear again?

Quite possibly.

For a moment, Qin Gutian identified Zhang Xiaole as a member of the guqin family, but he couldn't help Zhang Xiaole, you broke other people's things, and to be honest, he was also very heartbroken.

This is Kui Bao!

The damage didn't work at all, so I sighed slightly, and I didn't know what to say.

Zhang Xiaole saw that the atmosphere was depressed, and finally couldn't help but say: "Boss, I broke this thing, I admit it, but don't worry, I will find you new strings, even better than this, how about it?" ”

He said this as a stopgap measure.

"Find? Hehe! ”

As soon as Qin Gutian heard this, he immediately interjected: "Xiao Qin, since this gentleman said compensation, he won't lie to you if he wants to, and now that trouble has appeared, what needs to be done is to solve the trouble, not anyone's fault, so I will be a guarantor, Mr. Zhang will find the right strings within a month, even if it is a little worse, it doesn't matter, forget about this matter, if you don't find it, then you can only let your family come out to solve the problem." ”

Qin Gutian said this, he admired Zhang Xiaole's piano skills, and from Zhang Xiaole's piano skills, he could feel that Zhang Xiaole was not the kind of person who broke his word, so he was willing to be a good person.

When Aunt Qin heard this, she was also a free and easy person, looked at Zhang Xiaole, and then said: "Leave your ID card, within a month, find it, let's clear this matter, and you can be my guest of honor at the Alpine Piano Shop, if you can't find it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" ”

The second half of the other party's sentence was very fierce.

Zhang Xiaole nodded, there was no other way at the moment, but to press the ID card here.

"Thank you, sir."

After that, Zhang Xiaole was grateful to Qin Gutian.

Qin Gutian didn't put on a show, shook his hand and said: "It's okay, it's a trivial matter, Mr. Zhang, I don't know something, although you play it very smoothly, but there is a jerky feeling, is it the first time to play Yangchun Baixue?" ”

Qin Gutian asked.

Zhang Xiaole smiled slightly and nodded, but did not say that it was the first time he played the piano.

"That's no wonder, Mr. Zhang is very familiar with the score, it can be said that it is completely according to the score, but the precious thing is that you can integrate your feelings into it, which many people can't do."

Qin Gutian appreciated it from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Xiaole was even more embarrassed, mainly because he thought it was fun to play, and it was completely based on the score.

I have to say that cultivation is a panacea, and all aspects have been qualitatively improved.

It can be said that Zhang Xiaole is now a genius, a demonic genius, any complex thing, as long as he studies it carefully, he can learn it in a short time.

The brain is developed, so just by reading some textbooks, you can play the famous song of Yangchun Baixue.

Then Aunt Qin asked people to collect this guqin, and for Qin Gutian's sake, she brought a cup of tea to the two of them.

The two talked quietly about things, very harmonious, Zhang Xiaole is a layman after all, he doesn't know a lot of things, Qin Gutian admires Zhang Xiaole very much, and feels that Zhang Xiaole is a piece of beautiful jade, but he hasn't polished it well, so he naturally has a heart to polish.

One old and one young talked very peacefully, laughing from time to time.

Of course, it would be even better if the proprietress could not look at Zhang Xiaole without the eyes of the father-killing enemy.

(There will be a more update later!) ）