I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 427 The Qin Will Not Be Returned
"I know this. The ninth of Paconini's 24 caprices, Hunting, has two-tone fingering in this piece."

Hearing the two playing fingerings, he immediately raised his hand and continued:

"Paconini used the technique of playing the guitar to create a new violin playing technique. What is even more amazing and powerful is that he can play eight degrees on four strings in one position. An insurmountable existence."

Although it is difficult for him to accept some of Paconini's past events, he has to say that Paconini's playing skills are the most powerful violinist in the world.

Until now, no one has surpassed his musical attainments.

"That kid is a musical genius, so old man, I'm not willing to see a genius just disappear like that."

"But old man, since he has repented later, why didn't you return the piano to him?"

"I don't intend to return this piano to him, let him remember this lesson."

"Didn't you say this is his beloved Qin?"

Ye Qing shook his head when he heard the words, but did not answer immediately.

When the piano was in his hands, he never thought about returning it to the child.

After being able to sell his beloved violin, he chose to gamble. He must teach that child some lessons.

When the child was young, he said that a musician's instrument is his family, and he sold his family to satisfy himself.

Still want to get the violin back?dream.

This piano will never return to the child's hands, so the child must feel guilty.

"It's because it's the child's beloved piano, so I didn't return it to him. Let him remember the feeling of guilt. Let's see if he dares to treat the instrument badly in the future."

Ye Qing glanced at Paconini's piano while speaking.

"But old man, I finally found out from Tira's letter that the kid had made great achievements in the music industry after leaving Tira's house, so I asked someone to give him a better violin."

Now that I knew I was wrong, I returned to the music industry and made achievements.

How can a musician not have a good instrument.

"You gave him a violin?"

Hearing this, after Yixing repeated it softly, his eyes immediately widened:
"The piano you gave him is called a cannon, isn't it?"

He once read a violin literature, which recorded Paconini's violin.

It is said that this violin was given as a gift by others. Paconini fell in love with that violin at first sight. This cannon accompanied Paconini's artistic career all over the world.

"It seems to be the name. Originally, the violin next to Vio's violin should belong to the cannon."

"But you treat him like your own child. You hate him, but you help him softly. It's not surprising that you gave him the cannon violin."

Huang Lei watched the old man's gaze fixed on Paconini's old piano, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Their old man has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.

He talked about how disappointed he was with Paconini's child, but then he gave Paconini the violin he had collected.

"I'm not soft-hearted. It's because the violin is suitable for the child. The child's music really needs a good violin to play."

When Ye Qing heard Huang Lei's words, he didn't admit it and gave him a blank stare.

I'm not soft-hearted.

How could he be soft-hearted, he wanted to let the child play a higher and better musical level.

"All right, all right, you are not soft-hearted."

Huang Lei saw the awkward look on the old man's face, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

Their old man is good at everything, but he has a shortcoming, he likes to say what he doesn't mean.

"Let's not mention Pacconini anymore, tell us about the number one talent in your heart."

From the fact that what the old man said were all letters between him and Tira, it seems that the old man should have finished talking about Paconini.

"That kid really has nothing to say."

Ye Qing nodded, and pointed to another violin beside him.

"This harp belongs to the child of Salasard."

"Why is his piano here with you?"

Everyone was stunned at first.

What a coincidence.

Speaking of Paconini, the violin on the left belongs to Paconini.

Speaking of Salasadi, I didn't expect that the Qin used by the other party was also placed here.

He Jiong looked at the instrument and couldn't help chuckling:

"You are not only collecting musical instruments, but also collecting the memories between you and them."

As long as these two instruments are still there, the old man will be able to recall the memories of those two people.

So this is not a collection of musical instruments, but a bond of collection and memory.

"It's not impossible to do this, but it's not just those two people, there are also two violin-making families."

Ye Qing did not refute He Jiong's joke, but nodded in affirmation.

There are no letters between him and the two children, and he is also familiar with the families who made the two violins.

So his collection of this is also a collection of memories of the two families.

"Guarneri over here, you have already told us just now, this qin of Salasate, you just said it is a Si-style qin, what kind of existence is this Si-style qin?"

"Does Yixing know about this Si-style piano?"

After hearing He Jiong's question, Ye Qing turned his attention to Yixing.

I'm playing music this time, so I should know the difference between these two pianos.

He said so much just now, he should take a break, right?

"I only know some differences between these Squaws, but the family that made them, I don't know very well."

"Then you can talk about the difference of this squash first. Let's talk about that child Salasard when we go back. Remember to bring a cleaning cloth when you come up tomorrow."

After speaking, Ye Qing stood up and walked out.

I have been in this musical instrument room for a long time, and it is time to go back and see how the master and apprentice are cooking, and they keep saying that they don’t even have to drink saliva. Even if he is a cultivator, this water is a must. It's time to soothe your throat.

"Old man, please walk slowly, I'm wrong, so you can correct me."

Seeing the back of the old man walking out after finishing speaking, Yixing hurriedly covered the three violins with the white cloth on the side, and hurriedly followed out.

……

And at this time in the mushroom house.

The two masters and apprentices of the German Society sat on the bench in the courtyard, their eyes fixed on the only way home.

But it has been a long time since the few people who went up the mountain went home.

Yue Peng put his hands on his legs to support his double chin, his eyes almost flew out.

"Master, let's cook for more than an hour, and sit here for more than half an hour. The old man took them up the mountain to look at a musical instrument room. How long is it?"

He felt that he and his master were like Wangfushi, sitting here and waiting.

This hatred lasts forever, and they wait for this endlessly.

Why can't you come back sooner?
His stomach protested several times.

"Maybe he's tinkering with musical instruments."

As soon as Guo De just looked at the entrance, he yawned and answered, then turned to look at Yue Peng:

"You control your stomach, it's been growling for a long time."

He is also hungry, but he can't eat now.

Yue Yue's stomach kept growling, and he felt extremely hungry when he heard it.

The corner of Yue Peng's mouth twitched, and he whispered, "Your voice is not small."

"I am..."

Goo-goo-

As soon as Guo De opened his mouth, his stomach made movements in cooperation.

He had a strong and serious look on his face, but his face was already burning with embarrassment.

"I was influenced by you. Haven't I heard that hunger can be contagious? This is also the case."

"Master, why don't I eat some secretly first? Pad my stomach?"

"Don't be so worthless (cuck... cluck...), we can't steal food, just wait, we should be back soon."

As soon as Guo De finished speaking, he turned his head and stopped talking to Yue Peng, and continued to stare eagerly at the entrance home.

(End of this chapter)