Chapter 45

Outside the gate.

Chu Lingxiao stood with a negative hand, but he didn't step in. He just looked up at the mottled plaque hanging on the gate of the green tile courtyard, from which he could see the word "late willow".

There was a long silence.

Zhao Ning language facial expression is quiet, respectful stand behind, didn't ask what more.

The courtyard is dilapidated and hidden in the crevice of the ancient street area. Usually, no one will come.

I can't help it.

Attracted many businesses around.

It's really strange that old man Chen's ancestral piano house is almost closed. Today, there are still people coming to visit him.

"Go, go in." Chu Lingxiao's eyes gaze at the piano yard, light mouth, step into.

In fact, when he got close to the piano house, he noticed that there was no life around him.

Human life expectancy.

If it were not for the warrior, how many of them would be alive after 100 years?

"Sir, let's make an appointment for a hundred years."

"If Liu Ruying can still live in this world after 100 years, please come here and listen to the little girl play another song."

At that time, Jinling City, the woman wearing a red dress, performing for a living.

No more sound.

Now only, that in the sweet smile, leaving the agreement.

When Chu Lingxiao stepped into Qin yuan.

The man who thought his grandmother was waiting for finally arrived, but when he saw that he was just a young man in a white robe, Chen Fuyan's expectant eyes suddenly looked disappointed.

It wasn't the one Grandma had to wait for.

If he can show up.

I've finished my grandmother's last instructions, so that I can sell the guqin, and Niuniu's operation expenses will not have to worry.

Looking at his granddaughter Niuniu's innocent little eyes, Chen Fuyan sighed and returned to a sad look.

It seems that I'm not used to seeing it for a long time. Usually, some foreign tourists visit the Guqin courtyard as a local scenic spot.

Chen Fuyan waved his hand casually and reminded him in a low voice:

"it's OK to visit, but don't damage the things here. There's another 100 yuan for visiting."

It's not that he's greedy. It's his own girl's disease. She needs money badly.

Zhao Ningyu nodded to Chen Fuyan and put a hundred yuan on the table.

Immediately.

He followed Chu Lingxiao again.

Seeing that he had paid the money, Chen Fuyan said nothing more. He continued to look at the account book in front of him, thinking bitterly.

Late Liuqin courtyard.

If we look at it from the present perspective, it can not be regarded as a place to really teach piano art.

There are only a dozen wooden tables.

Although the Qin is complete, its strings are old and can't play the most pleasant timbre.

The place is even smaller.

Walking inside, Chu Lingxiao's eyes finally stay on the corner cupboard, a black-and-white photograph with a strong sense of age.

It's a contrast.

It's more like a posthumous photo.

In front of the light, for a column emitting a curl of smoke aloes.

In the photo, is a face full of wrinkles, white hair, wearing a dress embroidered with lotus cheongsam.

Chu Lingxiao eyes, stay a few seconds, then turned to the Guqin on the bottom.

Slowly sit down, close your eyes, as if feeling something, fingers gently brush on the string, slowly move until the end of the piano.

Next second.

Open your eyes and look at the woman in the picture again.

"Sir, I learned another song today. I'll play it for you."

"One day, sir, I will play the best tune of Jinling City, and let all the big people in Jinling City listen to it!"

In the past.

There is a woman in a red skirt, with a confident smile on her face, standing on the moon watching cliff, yelling at the Jinling City below, brilliant and lively.

Even if there's a lot of fighting down there.

Even if, the whole Jinling, devastated.

Even though women have suffered many unfair experiences and have been living in ridicule,

however, even though they are just mortals, they still maintain a positive heart and have no complaint about the current poor life.

A red dress, a guqin, an ancient capital.

Now it is, a song is not over, the string has broken.

Seeing Chu Lingxiao sitting in front of his grandmother's photo and stroking the guqin, Chen Fuyan was stunned. He didn't expect that this strange young man was sitting there.

At this time, he just thought of a voice, to let Chu Lingxiao not close. Outside the door came a girl's voice, which was full of ridicule, though with the respect of elders.

"Grandfather Chen, have you thought about it? Do you want to sell me your piano academy?""Anyway, there are no people. It's no different from closing down. Why do you hold on to it?"

All of a sudden.

Smell speech, Chen Fu speech rickets body, suddenly a quiver, hurriedly granddaughter Niu Niu in the arms.

The next moment, a girl who looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, looks pure, but has a tall figure, wears a simple and elegant dress, looks like a rich family, followed by five or six bodyguards in sunglasses, walks in.

Girls look around, showing unscrupulous eyes, look around the hospital.

When I found that the piano yard had been empty, there was a man and a woman.

He was stunned.

However, they didn't take it seriously. It was estimated that they were two tourists from other places. Looking at Chen Fuyan with a look of fear on her face, the girl's face showed a trace of satisfaction and said:

"Grandpa Chen, don't be so afraid."

"Today I'm here to talk with you about the transfer of this Piano Academy."

Just finished.

Chen Fuyan suddenly looked angry and said in an angry voice:

"I've already said that I won't sell this piano academy to anyone!"

"Get out of here!"

In front of this girl, although she is only 17 or 18 years old, she is a piano player and has already reached the performance level.

In Jinling City, they are all famous talented girls.

But I don't know why.

Since three years ago, I have been staring at this late Liuqin academy, because this girl is a miss of the Zhou group, so many people came to learn the piano. For fear of offending the rich family, I dropped out of school within a year.

Late Liuqin courtyard.

Now it's such a tragedy that no one cares about. More than half of it is due to the devil like girl in front of us.

"Out?"

Hearing that Chen Fuyan wanted to drive her away, Zhou Yao showed a slight disdain smile on her face and said with a sneer, "no one can stop what Zhou Yao wants to do!"

"I'll smash your broken piano house today. After the big deal, I'll pay you a little more. What can you do with me?"

Immediately.

The seven or eight strong bodyguards began to smash everywhere. All the Guqin and tables were smashed to pieces.

"Ha ha, ha ha, yes, hit me, hit me hard!" Looking at the broken Guqin pieces, it seems to make Zhou Yao's heart more happy. Her pure and lovely face is full of unspeakable resentment and jealousy:

"all the Guqin handed down by old witch Liu Ruying are smashed by Miss Ben!"

"Don't leave any of them. Smash them all!"

This moment.

There is only an old man in the big piano yard, holding his trembling granddaughter in his arms. He is lonely and helpless. He can only watch all this happen and can't stop it.

Zheng!

At this time, the sound of irony suddenly came to an end.

Chen Fuyan looked at the snow-white figure with trembling eyes and an incredible look on his face.

That guqin, it rings!

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