Taking the inconspicuous purple bamboo flute from Song Wan'er, a hint of surprise flashed in Madi's eyes.

After receiving the flute, his first move was to turn the flute upside down and look at the sound hole at the tail of the flute, because there was often a seal of the flutemaker.

But Madi was a little disappointed at first sight, because there was no word except for the hasty letter E.

"How is this possible? If this is really a precious flute that is hard to find, the person who made it must be a very famous master. How could a flute made by a person like this not leave his own seal on the flute?" Madi was a little surprised.

"Student Song Wan'er, can I try to blow your flute?" Madi asked with a smile, but felt a little embarrassed. His great flute master actually fell in love with the flute in the hand of a student. It was really embarrassing to say it.

However, the tone of this flute just now was so sweet and tempting. If I didn't try it myself and verify my guess, I'm afraid I won't even sleep when I go back.

Song Wan'er didn't think so much. She was small and had a simple mind. She just thought that since this flute was so good, she could be admired by masters like Madi, and she felt a little proud in her heart.

"Of course, Teacher Ma, this flute I just bought today. I think it's very easy to blow, and it saves effort and sounds nice." Song Wan'er said with a smile.

"Haha." Madi laughed twice, and said nothing, but picked up the flute and started to sing.

Seeing that Madi was about to play the flute live, some actors who had not left had already surrounded him and waited to appreciate his performance.

Madi is a famous flute artist. It is rare to see him perform live on this occasion.

Madi raised the flute horizontally and gently pressed the flute film on his face for a while. This is the "awakening film" method he is used to. The temperature of the skin is suitable, which is just used to adjust the state of the flute film. When he just took the flute, he found that the film on the flute was a little loose, because the temperature in the auditorium was a little high. Although it was not very serious, it would make the flute's tone too bright.

After some adjustments, Madi was very satisfied with the tension of the flute film. He picked up the flute and started blowing it gently.

A stream of ethereal and desolate flute sounded, and naturally there was no trace of slippery sound, like the deep sigh of an old man who had experienced all the vicissitudes of life.

The sound of the flute swirled in the empty auditorium. Although there was no amplification of any audio equipment, it softly sprinkled every corner.

The sound of the flute was extremely soft. Even the people who were crowding around Madi to listen could not hear a slight noise or impatience. The sound of the flute seemed to float from a very far place.

Almost instantly, the onlookers were attracted by the sound of the flute! Although there was no accompaniment, the simple flute sound revealed a lonely charm!

"The Style of the Bond" is one of Madi's representative works!

At this moment, its composer personally performed, and all the exquisite things were unreservedly presented to everyone. Listening to the sound of the flute, people's thoughts were brought to the distant frontier, and their minds and hearts were filled with the beauty of desolation and loneliness.

Song Wan'er stood there, her whole mind was completely fascinated by the sound of the flute!

Only then did she truly realize the huge gap between herself and Madi. The same flute, when she got to Madi's hands, immediately seemed to have changed to a flute. Although she had already thought that the tone of this flute was very beautiful, after Madi's performance, she realized that the tone of this flute was far more beautiful than what she originally thought. It can be said that the tone of this flute in Madi's hands was several times more beautiful than that of her playing "The New Song of the Herdsman"!

The sound of the flute is so charming. It is like an invisible elf, quietly invading people's hearts, making people unable to extricate themselves!

At the end of the song, Madi put down the flute in his hand with unfulfilled satisfaction, his eyes full of shock and joy!

What he thought was right. This was a real "bao flute", and its extremely high quality was the only one he saw for more than 20 years! If it weren't for the personal trial and blowing, no matter what others said, Madi wouldn't believe that there would be such a perfect bamboo flute in this world!

You should know that the flute is a handmade musical instrument, and the materials are made of natural, so any flute cannot be perfect. It will have all kinds of problems. Either it has a thin sound, dullness, insensitive pronunciation, or poor pitch... However, when Madi was playing this flute just now, he couldn't even pick out any problems.

Oh, if you have to say something wrong, it is that the appearance of this flute is really casual. The producer seems to not pay attention to the beauty of the flute itself. It is fine if the flute plugs at both ends do not use horns. The plastic plug is the cheapest type. And such a good flute does not engrave a poem that suits the scene, and there is not even a signature. It is like a street stall product that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Madi suddenly felt a little angry. It was so hateful that the flutemaker treated such a precious flute so contemptuously!

But even so, Madi still loves the flute in his hand. A good flute is like a peerless sword to a swordsman for a flute master. If he sees it, he will never be able to pull it out of his eyes or from his heart.

However, even if he can't bear to let go, the flute belongs to someone else. He is a famous master of Madi, and his face is not as thick as he snatches the flute from a little girl.

Seeing Madi finish playing the flute, but standing there without saying a word, just looking at the flute in her hand, Song Wan'er was secretly funny. She really didn't expect that Master Flute would have such a human side. At this moment, Madi didn't look like Master Flute. It was a confusing expression that a child saw his beloved thing and was reluctant to give it to others!

"Teacher Ma, Teacher Ma?" Seeing Ma Di in a dull state, not knowing how long it took to wake up, Song Wan'er couldn't help but stretch out her little hand and shook it in front of him.

"Oh? Oh oh~~Cough, look at me, hehe, I'm distracted." Madi, who came to his senses, smiled awkwardly and said to Song Wan'er.

"It's okay, Teacher Ma, this flute is really good." Song Wan'er asked with a smile as she looked at Madi, with a little smug look in her eyes. Even a master like Madi fell in love with her flute, which shows that her vision is really unusual.

At this moment, she had long forgotten the fact that she spent 10,000 yuan to "injure money". Even if she remembered it, she might be proud of the rest now. It is really worth buying the flute that Master Madi likes for 10,000 yuan!

"Not bad? Not just good! This flute, this flute is simply..." Madi looked at the flute in his hand, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

As if he suddenly remembered, Madi turned his head and looked at Song Wan'er and said, "You said you just bought this flute today? Where did you buy it?"

"Oh, it's just a small musical instrument shop not far from here." Song Wan'er replied, but suddenly remembered the careless boy in her heart, and she was angry for no reason!

"Hmph, that guy, I get angry when I think of that careless and hateful look! However, for the sake of flute, I will forgive him this time for the time being!"

"Not far from here? Can you take me to see?" Madi's eyes became even more confused when he heard Song Wan'er's words. Changle was just a small county town. Even if the cultural atmosphere here is a bit stronger, I didn't hear of any flute maker here?

"Ah? Are you going to see it?" Song Wan'er was shocked when she heard Madi's words.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Madi looked at Song Wan'er's reaction, as if she was a little surprised.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just that place is a little bit, a little bit..." When Song Wan'er thought of the dilapidated little place, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"What? Is it inconvenient?" Madi asked strangely as she looked at Song Wan'er and wanted to speak.

"No, no, no inconvenience, that, Teacher Ma, are you going now?" Song Wan'er asked at Ma Di.

"Well, it's all right. Take me there and have a look. I'm going to ask the shop owner where he got a flute like this."

"Teacher Ma, I am Xiao Liu from the county party committee office. The car outside is ready. We will go to Changle Hotel for dinner later." A young man in a gray suit walked over and reminded politely.

"Oh, that, Xiao Liu, go and tell your leader, I have something to do now, so I won't go to have lunch at noon." After Madi said that, regardless of the Xiao Liu who had not yet reacted, he turned around and followed Song Wan'er out of the auditorium.

"Hey? Teacher Ma, Teacher Ma?" Xiao Liu was stunned for a while, and saw Madi walking out of the auditorium, and hurriedly chased him out.

Ma Yan stood there, looking at Madi's back disappearing from the door, a look of unwillingness flashed in her eyes. Suddenly she gritted her teeth and turned around and chased her.

After sending away the persistent Xiao Liu, Madi followed Song Wan'er into her small red golf GTI. Song Wan'er started the car, and the flexible car quickly slid into the traffic.

A few minutes later, the car drove through several streets and stopped in front of the small musical instrument store again.

"It's this?" Madi asked in confusion after getting off the car. He looked around and found no trace of the piano store.

"Well, Teacher Ma, that's the family, huh?" Song Wan'er saw Ma Di still looking around, couldn't help but point her finger to him. But with this finger, she also let out a "huh".

I saw that the store door that was still open in the morning was now locked by General Iron.

Under Song Wan'er's instructions, Madi finally discovered the dilapidated musical instrument store. When he saw the broken brand, he was obviously very thundered. He never thought that the only treasure flute he saw in his life was sold here.

"Why is the door locked?" Madi, who came to his senses, walked to the door of the store a few steps and asked in confusion. It was less than four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still hanging high in the sky. It was a bit strange to close the store at this time.

"It was still open in the morning." Song Wan'er muttered.
Chapter completed!