"Now I can play the piano. ”

After nine days of hard reading, Feng Qingyan suddenly realized.

He did not continue to read hard, but put down the yellowed scroll in his hand and walked out of the library.

It is useless to continue to study hard, and now we need to practice the piano and then practice the piano.

However, before practicing, you also need to choose a suitable piano for yourself.

At this time, he returned to the wooden house and was about to bring the money to Bocheng to buy the piano, but he saw that Jiu Ge was trying to wipe the table, and he was already sweating profusely.

"Sir is back?"

When Jiu Ge saw Feng Qingyan coming back, he immediately bowed and saluted, and then continued to wipe the table seriously, so busy that he didn't even have time to wipe his sweat.

"Jiuge, the table is already polished, there is no need to wipe it anymore. Feng Qingyan reminded, "Moreover, Mrs. Chen has already wiped it, and you don't need to do these jobs......

"Oooh. ”

Jiu Ge held the rag and looked a little at a loss.

In the past few days, she has been rushing to work in front of Feng Qingyan, either wiping the table, or cleaning the floor, etc., intending to curry favor with Feng Qingyan.

This made Feng Qingyan really speechless.

Feng Qingyan took the money and went out and took a carriage to Bocheng.

Bocheng is still as lively as ever, it seems that it has not been affected by evil spirits during this time, and it is more lively than before.

Before the construction of the Burial Mountain Academy, the people of Bocheng kept moving away from this place.

However, when the construction of the Burial Hill Academy began, many people moved back, and even attracted many merchants to station.

Moreover, some scholars also moved to Bocheng.

Soon after, the carriage stopped at a piano shop, and Feng Qingyan looked at it and walked in.

"Meet Feng Sanding. ”

"Meet Feng Sanding. ”

As soon as Feng Qingyan got out of the carriage, he was recognized by pedestrians on the street.

Before he entered the store, many people rushed towards him, and they all stepped forward to salute respectfully, as well as to see the demeanor of the Sanding gentleman......

His fame is just too great.

Being famous all over the world is not just a sentence, but a real name all over the world, and women and children all over the world know it.

But in a moment, the whole street was in a stir.

"Feng Sanding is here?"

"Go and see Feng Sanding. ”

"I heard that Feng Sanding is unparalleled in the world, and few people in the world can match it......"

When the people of the city heard this, they flocked to him.

Feng Sanding is famous all over the world, they are Bocheng people and honored, and they have already regarded Feng Sanding as Bocheng people.

"It is worthy of being Feng Sanding. ”

"As soon as the three dings are sealed, who will compete in the world?"

In a restaurant on the street, several students who were drinking couldn't help but sigh when they looked at the crowded street outside the window.

"Bartender, serve the wine. ”

At this time, some students shouted, but they didn't see a bartender serving wine for a long time, so they shouted again and again: "Bartender, bartender, still not drinking?!"

"No need to shout, the bartender ran to see Feng Sanding. Another student shook his head and said.

Several students were very helpless when they heard this, and they didn't expect that even the bartender had run away.

The charm of Feng Sanding is so great?

Feng Sanding's charm is indeed so great, almost the entire street is because of him.

However, at this time, he had already entered the piano shop, which made the people outside regret, but he still refused to leave, and he had to guard until Feng Sanding came out.

In the piano shop, there are several lyres on display.

However, they are all very ordinary lyre, Feng Qingyan's hands have touched the surface of the piano one by one, and there is no piano suitable for him.

He was disappointed.

And Bocheng is a piano shop......

Because there are evil ghosts to worship in the burial mountain from time to time, and when the evil ghosts pass through Bocheng, they will also devour the lives of the people from time to time, resulting in more and more people moving away.

As a result, Bocheng, which was once a big city, became more and more depressed, and finally became a small city.

In a small city, how can you find a good piano?

Although it is possible that it will become prosperous again now due to the burial mountain academy, it will take time.

After a while, Feng Qingyan came out of the piano shop and found that there were more people outside, constantly shouting "Feng Sanding" or "Feng Langjun".

Moreover, most of them are women.

"Lang Jun, hurry up. ”

Chen Niu said anxiously, he was almost torn apart by a woman.

Feng Qingyan saluted and hurriedly got into the car.

To his surprise, however, the woman did not block the road, although she was surrounded by the ox cart. At this time, many women sent melons, fruits, vegetables, etc., so much that the ox cart could not be loaded at all, but the women kept sending them.

The old cow who was driving the car had been buried with melons, fruits and vegetables.

Fruit Throwing Profit.

"My papaya was sent to Feng Langjun's ox cart. ”

A woman danced happily, and then said excitedly: "Look, Feng Langjun lifted the curtain, ah, Feng Langjun is really beautiful, I'm going to faint......"

Many women shouted words of love at Feng Qingyan.

"Feng Sanding has a wonderful appearance, a good look, one day out of Bocheng Road, the woman meets, all of them are haunted by hand. ”

When Feng Qingyan left, someone sighed.

Feng Qingyan returned to the south bank, and the students saw so many melons and fruits on the ox cart, and they asked curiously. And some students happened to come back from Bocheng and told the scene just now, which made the students envious.

"Childe, if I go to the car, will I also throw the car?"

Liu Ling was also envious when he saw it, and he was immediately eager to try, and he was full of confidence.

"Just you?" Zhu Yan looked Liu Ling up and down, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid it's a group of concubines who spit on it together." ”

"You!"

Liu Ling glared angrily.

"How many people in the world are Feng Sanding?" Helian Shan shook his head with a smile, "It's better not to try." ”

At this time, Feng Qingyan came to the piano courtyard and asked Mu Yu, Fang Wang and other qin people how to have a good piano. In the eyes of Mu Yu, Fang Wang and other piano players, the good piano that Feng Qingyan said naturally refers to the lyre that has been entered.

But is it easy to get a lyre that has been produced?

So they shook their heads.

"No?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and then asked Helian Shan, Zhou Chang, and even Yan Shan and other students. However, in their eyes, the good piano that Feng Qingyan refers to still refers to the seven-stringed piano that has been produced, and they have said no.

After all, the lyre that comes into the product is really not easy to get.

Now in the entire Fengming Qin Society, there are only Mu Yu and Fang Wang, and there is a nine-rank lyre.

They had spent a lot of money to get this nine-pin lyre.

The piano is a high school thing, and it is very expensive.

Even the most ordinary lyre requires dozens of taels, and it is difficult to find a lyre.

It can only be said that it is unattainable.

Feng Qingyan's face was full of doubts, so he could only give up for the time being.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Feng Qingyan looked at his hands, also very helpless. Who would have thought that it would be so difficult to find a piano that suits you......

"Senior brother, it's not good. ”

When Feng Qingyan came out of the library building, a student ran towards him and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Qingyan stopped asking, his brows furrowed slightly.

"It's the piano club of the top ten academies, and I sent a challenge book to the Fengming piano club. The student hurriedly handed over the challenge book, his face full of worry and anxiety.

"But the shepherd girl knows?" Feng Qingyan asked as he took it.

"The girl knows, let me tell her brother. ”

The student said.

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