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"It's called Senior Sister—"

"I don't! I'm taller than you! ”

"But you're only two years old......"

"I know more than you do......"

"You can't talk about playing the piano, I can't teach you anything, I'm stupid to death, I'm embarrassed to say this! You're still the teacher's son...... It's called Senior Sister—"

"Don't scream! If you force me again, I, I'll lock you up in the World Destroying Array, make you cry your nose, pee your pants......"

"Ahh You bully me, I don't want to live...... Woohoo......"

"Ah, don't cry, don't cry. I was wrong, I was wrong! I was thinking, the World Destroying Array is good for you, that's why I said that. You see, haven't you broken through the appearance of sentient beings now, and reached the point where I am? ”

"Nope! You're bullying me! None of the teachers have bullied me like this......"

"Teacher, senior sister—"

"What? What did you say? ”

"Senior sister!"

"Well, good junior brother!"

The above is the situation of Tianxing Rongruo and Xiao Qingjue getting along every day after revealing their identity.

Under Qing's stunned expression, he readily admitted that he was the son of the qin fairy Chen Xiu'er, and then the two seemed to have broken the barrier and got along very happily. In addition to some of the generational rankings, there have been some disputes.

However, in this regard, Tianxing Rongruo is always defeated. Since his true face was exposed on the spot, he always felt that he was at a loss, and he no longer had the courage to face it directly.

On the other hand, Qingjie, who had been wronged before, naturally wanted to take revenge, and he was happy to do so.

Facing this senior sister who was the same as before, Tianxing Rongruo had no choice but to seize the gap, take the opportunity to change the topic, and said softly:

"Teacher, senior sister, can you stop making trouble...... Let's talk about the guqin, okay? I haven't heard you play the piano for two days. You see that this guqin is all damaged, not only the strings, but also the body, and it has to be restored and returned to the Principality of the Aegean...... What a piano! ”

It's okay if Tianxing Rong didn't say this, as soon as he talked about the qin, and there were thorns in his words, Qing Jue immediately went violent, walked over and twisted his ears, and said viciously:

"Can you blame me? It's all your fault! All right? Little junior brother, you have to make it clear to me! Didn't you scare me like that, could I damage this instrument? No! You've got to pay me for ......."

And to compensate? Why am I so unlucky? The old debt is not settled, and the new debt is added, when will it be a head?

Tianxing Rongruo now hears about the money and debts, his scalp will inevitably be numb, and his heart will be bitter, so in the face of the clear claim, he can only bow his head and pretend to be stupid.

Xiao Qingjue saw that Tianxingrongruo's arrogance was suppressed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he looked like he had won a big victory, and he was so unhappy.

"It's not impossible for you to listen to the piano, unless you can find me a piano......"

"Jean, I have-"

When Tianxing Rong heard this, he raised his head, and he was so excited that he didn't say hello, so he pounced into the small pool.

Tianxing Rongruo remembered that there was always a piano in the study room in the Dengtang Pavilion, which his mother Chen Xiuer often used.

At the time of his birth, there had been some damage to the instrument, which was later restored after many repairs.

It's just that because it is Chen Xiuer's relic, it has been placed in the study of Dengtang.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Tianxing Rongruo held a guqin and rushed out of the small pool.

"Senior sister, what do you think of this piano?"

There is a request for people, and when Tianxing Rong calls for purification, it is extremely smooth and sincere.

It's a pity that Qing Jue didn't seem to hear him speak, and he didn't make any answer, his eyes lit up as if he had seen a supreme treasure, and his expression was so excited that his whole body trembled.

A few days ago, she was still thinking about the teacher's Jiaowei, but now a guqin suspected to be Jiaowei appeared in front of her, so why didn't she get excited, even if this qin was different from the guqin she remembered.

But she didn't have a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that this was the teacher's Jiaowei famous piano.

It seemed to be a little homesick, Qing Jue stared at the guqin handed over by Tianxing Rongruo, but he didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, just stood on the side, looking around in a circle.

In fact, Qing did not want to take the guqin to see what was going on, but he was afraid that he would be disappointed if he knew the final result. People are always like this, when they expect too much from something, it is easy to suffer from gains and losses.

"Is this really Jiaowei?" Qing Jue muttered to himself like a wandering thing.

"I don't know. Anyway, my mother has been using ...... It's been damaged for some reason before. ”

In fact, Tianxing Rongruo was not sure that this guqin was the one that his mother Chen Xiuer had been using. After all, after the guqin was damaged, there were too many major events in life and death later. By the time he was free, the guqin had been placed in the pavilion with a new look.

After knowing that he couldn't get a definite answer from Tianxing Rongruo, Qing Jue could only rely on himself. After taking the guqin, she devoted her attention to observation.

At first glance, Qing Jue was slightly startled in his heart, a little incredulous, and then looked more intently and carefully.

I saw that the texture of the lacquer tire of this guqin from the surface to the bottom of the piano looks very delicate, the color is pure and translucent, and under the light, you can even see a thin layer of shimmering cold frost in the lacquer tire through the surface paint.

Overall, the whole piano is full of quaintness, giving it an extraordinary feeling.

However, this guqin was different from what she had seen before, or her memory at that time was blurred, so she didn't dare to make a hasty judgment.

"Do you know how to appreciate the guqin?" Tianxing Rongruo was waiting a little anxiously on the side, and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course...... Understand a little! Qing Jue wanted to answer casually, but when he thought that appreciating the guqin was a comprehensive and complicated process, he hurriedly changed his words, and he didn't dare to say anything full.

Tianxing Rongruo walked out, straightened the body slightly, tilted his head sideways, and asked questioningly: "Senior sister, do you really know how to identify the authenticity of the guqin?" ”

"Humph! Look down on people, right...... "Qing is absolutely Tianxing, Rongruo's careful thinking is very disdainful.

She groaned for a while, and said with a serious face: "Appreciating the guqin mainly depends on the broken lines and carvings...... Well, you can also look at the style first. But I don't know about that! ”

In fact, appreciating the guqin is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do. It is not only necessary to have profound cultural literacy, but also to have rich experience in appreciation, and even to have a pair of sharp eyes.

Therefore, to understand the origin of a guqin, not only to look at the broken pattern engraving, but also from the shape, material, tire quality, lacquer color, timbre, lines, curvature, style recognition and other aspects of the guqin to comprehensively distinguish. Every detail in this must not be overlooked.

At this time, Qing Jue no longer had the time to pay attention to Tianxing Rongruo, and became very focused again, observing the guqin as if no one was around, and finally couldn't help but gently reach out and touch the lacquer tires and broken lines on the piano surface, feeling whether the texture on it had any traces of time.

First each string, then the surface under the strings, then the four sides of the instrument, and finally the back of the instrument. It took more than two hours to stroke it.

"Scorched Tail!"