Chapter 986
He took a deep look at the head of Sima's family and nodded, "I hope you can count on your words. I'll be here all the time today to see if you can play tricks."
Mr. Liu is also a man of calculation. He said that he has been here all the time. If so, he has been here all the time, watching the first round of fighting until the final announcement of the results.
Old Liu watched the head of Sima's family from inside nervously. He was holding a piece of red paper with a name on it, which said whose name is the first in today's duet competition, and then he could get the jinlang Baoqin.
The head of Sima's family didn't sell, so he directly unfolded the red paper and showed it to the public. The four big characters written in gold and ink flashed in front of the public.
"Chuyu, Kyoto, won the first time of this competition. Later, I will go in and get the lottery. Everyone else will be given a piano made by myself."
They thought that they would return empty handed after the defeat, but they didn't expect that they could also get the lottery, which was an unexpected joy.
Dissolving the moon returned the Qin to uncle Liu's hand, and asked in a low voice, "uncle Liu, there is no string in the body of this golden treasure Qin. I'll take it later. Can you help me with the string?"
Old Liu also wanted to have a look at Baoqin. When he asked Rongyue, he immediately nodded his head: "OK, I'll wait for you here. You take the piano and come out. Let's go back together."
The head of the Sima family led her to the storehouse and sent the Baoqin on the table to her hand: "this is the golden Baoqin. Don't look at its ordinary body. Once it's played, there will be waves of strange fragrance, which will clear your mind and calm your mind."
Dissolving the moon, he firmly carried the Baoqin on his back, and bowed to the head of Sima's family: "the head of the family is righteous, and Chu Yu remembers it."
The head of Sima's family waved: "needless to say, we are also friends on the piano. If I go to Kyoto in the future, you have to entertain me."
She said with a smile, "if the head of my family goes to Kyoto, I will do what it takes to be a landlord." She looked at the banjo again and said, "this is the treasure of the Sima family. I will send it back in person when I have something to do."
The head of Sima's family waved: "it doesn't matter. You are bound by this precious Qin. Now that you have been given it, it's your thing. You don't have to return it."
"As the saying goes, a good horse needs a good saddle, and a good piano needs a good master. Although you are young, you can play the piano in the way, but you are no less than the old man who has touched the piano all his life. Only when you keep the piano in your hand, can you really give full play to its brilliance, instead of offering it in the warehouse for a long time in the dark."
When they went out of the warehouse, Sima Changfeng was waiting outside. His face was white, but his face was smiling.
Rongyue noticed that his hand, the broken one, seemed to be shaking slightly.
As a doctor, she naturally knew that such tremors were unusual and foretold bad things.
She quickly stepped forward, clasped Sima Changfeng's arm, pinched it for a long time, and immediately found that his arm was not cured. In this case, playing the piano must be painful.
But just now, there was no pain in his face.
Did she face slightly changed and asked the Sima Changfeng, "you won't let the doctor seal the acupoints of the arm before the game, will you?"
Sima Changfeng was slightly surprised: "how do you know? I didn't say anything. "
She pinched it up and down like this, and then she could know that his arm had just been sealed with acupoints?
Mr. Liu is also a man of calculation. He said that he has been here all the time. If so, he has been here all the time, watching the first round of fighting until the final announcement of the results.
Old Liu watched the head of Sima's family from inside nervously. He was holding a piece of red paper with a name on it, which said whose name is the first in today's duet competition, and then he could get the jinlang Baoqin.
The head of Sima's family didn't sell, so he directly unfolded the red paper and showed it to the public. The four big characters written in gold and ink flashed in front of the public.
"Chuyu, Kyoto, won the first time of this competition. Later, I will go in and get the lottery. Everyone else will be given a piano made by myself."
They thought that they would return empty handed after the defeat, but they didn't expect that they could also get the lottery, which was an unexpected joy.
Dissolving the moon returned the Qin to uncle Liu's hand, and asked in a low voice, "uncle Liu, there is no string in the body of this golden treasure Qin. I'll take it later. Can you help me with the string?"
Old Liu also wanted to have a look at Baoqin. When he asked Rongyue, he immediately nodded his head: "OK, I'll wait for you here. You take the piano and come out. Let's go back together."
The head of the Sima family led her to the storehouse and sent the Baoqin on the table to her hand: "this is the golden Baoqin. Don't look at its ordinary body. Once it's played, there will be waves of strange fragrance, which will clear your mind and calm your mind."
Dissolving the moon, he firmly carried the Baoqin on his back, and bowed to the head of Sima's family: "the head of the family is righteous, and Chu Yu remembers it."
The head of Sima's family waved: "needless to say, we are also friends on the piano. If I go to Kyoto in the future, you have to entertain me."
She said with a smile, "if the head of my family goes to Kyoto, I will do what it takes to be a landlord." She looked at the banjo again and said, "this is the treasure of the Sima family. I will send it back in person when I have something to do."
The head of Sima's family waved: "it doesn't matter. You are bound by this precious Qin. Now that you have been given it, it's your thing. You don't have to return it."
"As the saying goes, a good horse needs a good saddle, and a good piano needs a good master. Although you are young, you can play the piano in the way, but you are no less than the old man who has touched the piano all his life. Only when you keep the piano in your hand, can you really give full play to its brilliance, instead of offering it in the warehouse for a long time in the dark."
When they went out of the warehouse, Sima Changfeng was waiting outside. His face was white, but his face was smiling.
Rongyue noticed that his hand, the broken one, seemed to be shaking slightly.
As a doctor, she naturally knew that such tremors were unusual and foretold bad things.
She quickly stepped forward, clasped Sima Changfeng's arm, pinched it for a long time, and immediately found that his arm was not cured. In this case, playing the piano must be painful.
But just now, there was no pain in his face.
Did she face slightly changed and asked the Sima Changfeng, "you won't let the doctor seal the acupoints of the arm before the game, will you?"
Sima Changfeng was slightly surprised: "how do you know? I didn't say anything. "
She pinched it up and down like this, and then she could know that his arm had just been sealed with acupoints?