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716 Xiaoxiang Water Cloud

After the waiter passed the banknotes, he left 36,000 yuan. He took out the pair of jade bracelets and the other 4,000 yuan and pushed them in front of Ximen Lang. He said happily: "Sir, since you bought it in our store,

You bought valuables, so I won’t charge you for that jade pendant, it’s just a small gift from us.”

Ximen Lang smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Sir, can these bracelets be packaged for you?"

"No, this will be sent out in a moment. I'll wait for you two." Ximen Lang stuffed the packaged jade pendant and four thousand yuan into his shoulder bag.

"Okay, please come here and have a rest." The waiter led him to the rest area on the right with the box containing the jade bracelet, placed the box on the coffee table, and said, "Sir, please have a seat." Then he made a cup of tea and put it on the table.

in front of him.

Ximenlang sat on the sofa, took off his shoulder bag and leaned on the handle of the sofa. After drinking tea for a while, he saw a brown piano stand near the window with mottled paint and a guqin placed on it, which aroused his interest.

Curiosity. He stood up and walked over, bent down to look at the guqin, smiled, and said: "I thought this Jiuxiao Huanpei Qin was authentic, but it turned out to be a replica."

The waiter was very surprised when he saw that he actually knew the guqin at such a young age and called out the name of the guqin at once. He smiled and said: "The Jiuxiao Huan Peiqin is priceless. How can we have a genuine one in this small shop? However,

I heard from the shop owner that this piano is a very lifelike imitation, and it is the best among the imitations. It was from the Republic of China period, and it was already several decades ago. Sir, you seem to know a lot about pianos?"

Ximen Lang said modestly: "I don't dare to say that I understand, I just have a superficial understanding."

In fact, Ximen Lang's family has a long history of learning. His father, Zhang Xiaofeng, knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Naturally, he learned these things when he was young to cultivate his sentiments. In the latter three skills, he was not as good as many of his brothers and sisters.

He is extremely talented in music, and has reached a very high level in both the guqin and the piano. Especially the guqin is taught by words and deeds by his father, the world's best master, and he is deeply impressed by its charm.

"Can I play a piece of music?" Ximen Lang turned around and asked.

The waiter hurriedly said: "Of course."

Ximenlang sat on a low stool and looked at the beautiful guqin in front of him. He sighed softly and said, "I haven't touched this thing for more than a year. I don't know how many songs I still remember."

Immediately, a pair of starry eyes closed, and Ximen Lang's face showed a peaceful look, like an old monk in meditation.

After a while, Ximen Lang opened his eyes, plucked the strings with his right hand, and pressed the strings with his left hand to pick up the notes.

"Boom!"

The sound of gold beads falling on a jade plate came out, filling the face of the waiter who had been paying attention to him. She also knew the music. As the saying goes, a connoisseur can tell if there is any music as soon as he makes a move. Just by this unparalleled sound of the piano, I am afraid that the whole

There was no one in Shangjiang who could play it well. Her eyes were full of admiration, and she stared at the young man and listened attentively without daring to take a breath.

You can hear the music of contemporary masters. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for guqin lovers. The waiter was extremely excited.

Ximen Lang's white hands flashed, his left hand chanted, 籱, Chuo, Note, hit, advance and retreat, return and return, rise and so on, while his right hand supported, broke, wiped, picked, hooked, ticked, struck, picked, wheeled, and pricked,

The various difficult techniques are displayed smoothly and smoothly. The scattered sound is loud and thick, as grand as a copper bell, and the overtones are as transparent as beads, like a bell in the wind. It is simply the sound of nature...

At the entrance of Mangshui Street, a white Scirocco sports car drove over. Inside was a pair of angelic and lovely sisters. The driver was Huangfu Yudie, who was full of excitement. He wished he could grow wings on his back and fly to the boy's side.

Sitting there was Huangfu Ruodie, who had a very bad look on her face. She said bitterly: "Why are you holding me back? I don't want to see that bastard." It was obvious that she was still worried about the attack on her breasts by him that day.

Worrying about it.

Huangfu Yudie hurriedly excused the brat and said, "Sister, what happened that day was actually a misunderstanding. Everyone drank too much. He made a mistake while drunk. Just forgive him."

"That won't work. I really want to cut off his hand." It's no wonder that Huangfu Ruodie was so angry. She usually kept herself clean and never let a boy touch her hands. But that beast was so good at showing his bestiality.

He caught her pussy, damn it!

Huangfu Yudie was shocked, God, no way, now Ximen Lang is my boyfriend, you can't turn him into Yang Guo, right? She said hurriedly: "Sister, that's not possible, we are not bandits, we can't do it

If something too bloody happens, that guy will probably apologize to you soon. If he is sincere, don't argue with him."

Huangfu Ruodie said coldly: "Let's talk about it then."

Soon, Huangfu Yudie saw the plaque of Yunwu Crafts Store, drove over and stopped, and the two sisters got out of the car.

Huangfu Ruodie had a strange look on his face and said in surprise, "Huh?"

The melodious and ethereal music came from the store, making Huangfu Yudie feel like a dream, and her heart seemed to be flying beyond the clouds in the sky.

Although the two sisters are twins, their personalities and hobbies are completely different. Huangfu Ruodie likes to be quiet. She likes reading and painting. Her favorite is the guqin. She has already achieved certain attainments under the guidance of famous masters. Huangfu Yudie is very active.

In his spare time, he likes sports and fitness. He is a master of hip-hop dancing, and his posture is better than that of young men of the same age.

Because she was proficient in the guqin, Huangfu Ruodie was immediately attracted by the beautiful music. She had never heard such a beautiful sound of the guqin, and she felt amazed in her heart.

This harp player is regarded as the best player in the world. Although he has not met him yet, he regards him as his idol in his heart.

It is said that the piano is born from the heart. If he can play such outstanding music, his character must also be extremely noble. This is what Huangfu Ruodie said about the person who composed the famous song "Xiaoxiang Shuiyun". She anxiously said to her sister: "We

Hurry in and see who is playing the piano, it’s amazing!”

Huangfu Yudie didn't like music and music at all, but when he saw his sister caring so much, he was also very curious, so he followed her sister and walked quickly to the store.

At this time, the waiter in the store was so immersed in the music that she didn't even notice anyone entering the store. She probably wouldn't be able to notice if a thief came in at this moment.

When the two Huangfu sisters looked at the appearance of the boy playing the piano, they both opened their mouths in great surprise. Especially Huangfu Ruodie's face was full of disbelief. How could it be him?


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