Sun Zhiming had no choice but to be excited!

He taught music for half his life, and his instrument he was best at was the bamboo flute.∽↗Although he was born in a normal school and received a standardized education, he never gave up practicing for so many years. In Zhongxian, a small place where there are almost no famous teachers, Sun Zhiming is the authoritative flute here.

But his family knows his family affairs, and Sun Zhiming is still very clear about the height he is at. At the same time, he also knows the contemporary flute masters as much as possible. From the older generation Lu Chunling, Yu Shunfa to the middle-aged Madi, Wu Guozhong, Tan Yanjian to the younger generation Zeng Gege, Chen Yue, etc., Sun Zhiming speaks out about their playing style and famous works!

Until Chu Yang's emergence, the adaptation of "Ran Hong. Guohua" shocked the flute world, followed by Wu Ningmei and Huamei, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one!

Especially after listening to Chu Yang's song "The Thrush", Sun Zhiming regarded him as his idol! In order to enjoy this song well, he even spent more than 20,000 yuan to decorate a brand new hifi speaker in his living room!

Of course, the investment in this set of speakers is also worth it. The Hi-Fi HiFi audio and the genuine high-quality CD purchased allow Sun Zhiming to clearly feel every detail of this song. Even because he and his wife often listen to this song, they sleep very well every night, and they become much more energetic. Of course, the power of calmness in the song "Thrush" is at work.

Every evening, Zhang Zhiming would come to this small park and play the flute for a while. But he never expected that he would meet his idol, Master Chu Yang, here today!

That's right, although Chu Yang has not appeared in the flute hall for a while, the only works he wrote before are circulating on the market. But with these songs, Chu Yang has already claimed the title of master in the flute hall in China today! Especially his age-lost friend Ma Di spared no effort to promote Chu Yang in his concerts and seminars, so that Chu Yang himself didn't know that he is so famous in the flute hall now.

"Hello!" Looking at the old man with an excited face, Chu Yang nodded and smiled at him. No matter what, Chu Yang would unconsciously feel a sense of intimacy when he saw a person who loves music.

"Master Chu Yang, I really didn't expect that I could see you here. Why are you here? Are you going to hold a concert?" Sun Zhiming asked in surprise.

Ding Ting, who was standing beside him, giggled and looked at Chu Yang mischievously, "County Magistrate Chu, it seems that your reputation as a county magistrate is far less famous than your reputation as a master. You have been in Zhongxian for so long, and you don't know that you are the deputy county magistrate of Zhongxian. Huh, it's so fun."

"What? Master Chu Yang, you... are you the county magistrate of Zhongxian now?" Sun Zhiming's eyes widened in surprise when he heard the jokes of this incredibly beautiful girl.

"Haha, don't be so surprised. I'm not the county magistrate. I'm the deputy county magistrate." Chu Yang explained with a smile.

"I am really a county magistrate, really a county magistrate? What are you? What..." Sun Zhiming was confused by these two identities of Chu Yang. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

He is just an ordinary retired teacher, not caring about politics, but only likes music. Two new county leaders have come to Zhongxian, and he has not heard of any news.

Of course, this also has something to do with Li Mingzhe and Chu Yang being too "low-key". Li Mingzhe has been working hard in secret and has been holding back the members of the Standing Committee these two days. Chu Yang is busy with the affairs of Zhonghao Enterprise and has not appeared in public. In addition, He Tianli's previous deliberate suppression has caused not many people to know about the two people coming to Zhongxian to work.

Seeing this old man's expression, Chu Yang knew that he seemed a little restrained. After all, ordinary people suddenly saw a county magistrate and said that it was impossible not to be nervous.

He smiled and said, "Old man, we won't talk about this anymore. It's time to get off work now. I'm not a county magistrate, so you don't have to be too restricted. Let's talk casually. I just heard you play Teacher Madi's hometown. I'm very skilled. How long have I played the flute?"

Seeing that the young county magistrate in front of him had no airs and spoke with sincerity, Sun Zhiming's initial little nervousness disappeared, replaced by the excitement of seeing his idol in his heart.

"Master Chu Yang, I'd better call you that. That's easy to say. Actually, don't blame me for being bad at speaking. Your flute is so good and famous throughout China. You should develop more on it. Also, don't praise me, old man. In front of you, Master Chu Yang, how dare I boast about what I'm good at playing, just playing with it." Sun Zhiming said a little embarrassedly.

Chu Yang smiled, not caring about what he said, and asked with a smile: "What do you call me?"

"Master Chu Yang, my name is Sun Zhiming. I am a retired teacher from the No. 4 Middle School in the county. I used to teach music. I have liked playing flutes in my life, but I never met a famous teacher when I was young. I just learned a little while when I was in the normal school. Later, I thought about it and practiced it myself. I didn't play well, so I would make you laugh at it. If Master Chu Yang doesn't dislike me, just call me Lao Sun." Sun Zhiming said with a smile.

"Haha, Teacher Sun, you don't have to be modest. Actually, I just listened to the two songs you played, and it felt very good. It's just that your flute has some problems, and the sound is not very accurate. This is a problem. Also, don't call Master Master. It sounds awkward. You'd better call me Chu Yang directly." Chu Yang said with an easy-going smile.

When Sun Zhiming's flute was not accurate, he could hear it at the first ear. How powerful is he? At the same time, he could see that the flute in Sun Zhiming's hand was not a high-end product, probably the kind sold in an ordinary small musical instrument store that costs 180 yuan per piece. It is normal for this flute to be inaccurate, and the tone is also bad. Chu Yang has also made flutes, and he could see at a glance that the flute in his hand was similar to the one he had bought for more than 20 yuan per piece in his store.

"How can that be? You are a master, I just call you a name, it's too disrespectful. No, no!" Sun Zhiming shook his head when he heard Chu Yang's words.

At this time, the people watching around were also curious. These people were all residents nearby. They were familiar with Sun Zhiming on weekdays and often listened to him playing the flute. In their opinion, Sun Zhiming's level was already very high, but now he actually respected a young man so much, especially the young man was actually the deputy county magistrate of their county. Such a thing was simply too bizarre for them.

Of course, these people are all older. Although they are a little awe of Chu Yang's identity as county magistrate, they are not so obvious. They are just curious about how good is such a young man? Is it worthy of such an admiration for a master like Sun Zhiming?

These people are just ordinary people, not music lovers, so it is naturally impossible for everyone to recognize Chu Yang. In fact, although Chu Yang is famous in the folk music industry, his reputation is far from being well-known in China.

"County Magistrate Chu, let's have a while!" In the crowd, an old man with white hair shouted happily. At their age, he no longer cared about the county magistrate and mayor. Seeing that this young man was quite easy-going, these very lively residents immediately started to cheer.

"That's right, young man, let's have some fun for us." Another aunt shouted.

Sun Zhiming looked at Chu Yang. Although he didn't say anything, the desire in his eyes had long betrayed his true thoughts.

He also wanted Chu Yang to play a piece, and even wanted him to give him some advice. But the other party's status was too high, so he dared not say it out loud.

However, Chu Yang, seeing these people asking him to play a piece, became a little itchy, looked at Sun Zhiming with a smile and said, "Teacher Sun, do you mind if I use your flute?"

"Oh, it's okay, you use it!" Sun Zhiming was excited and was about to hand over the flute in his hand. Then, as if he realized something, he took it back and wiped it hard on the place where the hole was blowing with his hand.

Although musical instruments like flutes are not like scoops or recorders, they need to be played with them and are not convenient to borrow others to play, they are unwilling to lend them out to blow them when they encounter some particular people. They are not stingy, but purely for hygiene.

But at this moment, what Sun Zhiming was thinking about was not the problem of Chu Yangwei being unhygienic, he was afraid that the other party would think that his flute was unhygienic.

However, Chu Yang looked at Sun Zhiming's careful look and said with a smile: "Teacher Sun, it's okay."

He took the flute from Sun Zhiming and said, "Don't mind if I change it on your flute. The 7th tone of this flute is not very accurate and it's a bit high."

"It doesn't matter, Master Chu Yang, you can do it casually, it's okay if you break it." Sun Zhiming said quickly, but then he realized that his words seemed inappropriate, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Chu Yang didn't care about this, so he turned around and asked for a knife from Ding Ting. He didn't carry these things with him, but there was no shortage of girls' bags.

Chu Yang didn't even have to try to blow, but he knew where the problem with the flute was. He just used a knife to dig a few times above the 4 holes, and then dug a few times at the blowing holes, and then he got it done.

Don’t underestimate these simple swords. With Chu Yang’s current cultivation of Taoism, these swords are enough to transform this flute!

He handed the knife back to Ding Ting, and Chu Yang adjusted the flute film again, then he raised the bamboo flute and gently pressed against his lips, and his breath was secretly exhaled.

A new flute flowed out from his fingers.
Chapter completed!