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Then Qing Yan turned and entered the door, followed by Zhou Qing.

After Zhou Qing walked into the villa, he couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw the decoration of Qing Yan's home.

It's not that Zhou Qing has never seen such a luxurious decoration, but because most people in this era are poor, such decoration is really rare.

Zhou Qing shouted 666, worthy of being a rich loli, the chandelier at home is glazed, the gray carpet is cashmere, the sofa is red suede widened and enlarged, and the floor is white marble.

Gee, this exquisite mahogany tea table stool is a little worse than Zhou Qing's own carving.

There are many paintings hanging on the wall, and although I don't know if they are genuine or not, they are all beautiful.

The spiral staircase was very avant-garde, and Qing Yan directly took Zhou Qing up to the second floor.

Even though Zhou Qing was not very calm in his heart, his face was silent.

Seeing this, Qing Yan was a little suspicious and admired Zhou Qing, originally she was a little proud, a little show-off about her home, waiting for Zhou Qing to marvel.

Last time she saw Zhou Qing's home so simple, she wanted to show off, but she didn't expect Zhou Qing to be shocked when she saw the decoration of her home, and she was really a well-informed.

Qing Yan didn't mean to look down on Zhou Qing before, but he just liked to hear praise at a young age.

Qing Yan took Zhou Qing to the door of his warehouse and asked casually

, "Zhou Qing, what musical instrument do you like?"

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows and asked

Qing Yan: "Qing Yan, what musical instrument do you like?"

Qing Yan smiled:

"I like the sound of the flute and its ancient history."

Zhou Qing's eyes were deep:

"The sound of the flute is clear, long and long, I also like it, its history is indeed ancient, and it is also the most representative and most national wind instrument among Han musical instruments."

"But my favorite is the guqin, because in addition to its good timbre, it can play a variety of styles.

Qing Yan's eyes lit up:

"Guqin I also know, it is also known as Yaoqin, Yuqin, and Lyre, is a traditional plucked string instrument of the Xia Kingdom, with a history of more than 3,000 years, belongs to the silk in the eight tones, the guqin has a wide vocal range, deep timbre, and a long aftersound."

"The sound of the guqin is both pure and elegant, clear and far-reaching, elegant in meaning, happy but not lewd, sad but not sad, resentful but not angry, gentle and generous, and peaceful in form.

"Although I also like guqin, but it is too complicated to play, Zhou Qing, you said you like guqin, so how do you play?" Anyway, I can still listen to my flute.

Qing Yan looked at Zhou Qing with some defiance, her raised chin and slightly narrowed eyes looked very conquering.

Zhou Qing was habitually modest:

"Well, I am proficient in guqin and other musical instruments."

Qing Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Zhou Qing speak so loudly, and then advised Zhou Qing with a serious voice:

"Zhou Qing, self-confidence is a good thing, but arrogance is not very good."

"You don't have to talk to me so face-loving, just seek truth from facts, and being proficient in this word is not something you can say casually."

"What's more, the guqin, an instrument with complex techniques, how old are you, what opportunities do you have to learn and practice? Even if you don't know anything, I won't laugh at you, because I don't know much about this instrument. After

listening to Qing Yan's bitter words, Zhou Qing silently looked at the sky, how could no one believe him every time he told the truth?

I often didn't fit in with everyone because I was too ×.

Zhou Qing took a deep breath and simply asked Qing Yan directly:

"Qing Yan, is there a guqin in your warehouse, if you don't believe it, I will play a song for you on the spot."

Qing Yan glanced at Zhou Qing up and down, this kid has red lips and white teeth like a little white face, is he really good-looking?

Qing Yan's eyes were suspicious:

"Zhou Qing, are you sure?" If you really play a mess, I will definitely not give you face, I will definitely laugh out loud.

Although Qing's cigarette holder was not spared, she still took Zhou Qing to the place where classical musical instruments were placed in the storage room.

Zhou Qing followed Qing Yan's footsteps to the musical instrument stand.

Zhou Qing fixed his eyes, good guy, he was really eye-opening today, I didn't expect that there were all kinds of musical instruments here.

The various instruments are categorized and neatly placed on each shelf, with a brief introduction next to each instrument.

Seeing that Zhou Qing was finally surprised this time, Qing Yan chuckled and explained:

"My grandfather likes to collect musical instruments, and my father also likes it, and then the collected musical instruments are all placed here."

"We don't usually show these things to others, but I saw that you were quite interesting, so I secretly brought you to see them."

"Well, these instruments are pretty good, aren't they?"

Zhou Qing nodded in agreement:

"They are indeed very good, almost all kinds of imitations of famous pianos, and the quality is also very good."

Zhou Qing picked a guqin while saying, and the introduction said that it was an imitation of the famous qin Taikoo Relic Qin.

Zhou Qing held the piano and smashed it, the texture was very good, he plucked the strings and tried the timbre, sure enough, the sound was clean and clear was what he wanted.

Qing Yan took out a white jade flute from the cabinet on the side.

Qing Yan cleared her throat and spoke:

"Now that we have selected all the instruments, it is better to show the level of music, who will come first?"

Zhou Qing made a gesture of invitation when she heard this:

"Girls first."

Qing Yan was unceremonious, with confidence in his tone, and said with a flying expression:

"Then I will give ugly, and I will play a song "Early Summer"."

Then Qing Yan looked around and frowned slightly:

"The environment here is not suitable for playing, let's go to the living room downstairs, it is spacious and bright."

Zhou Qing also nodded in agreement, it really seemed crowded here.

So the two left the warehouse and walked down the stairs to the living room.

The living room is very large, and when Qing Yan stands next to the sofa to audition, there is a natural feeling of aftersound.

Then Qing Yan closed his eyes and brewed for a few seconds and began to play.

As the flute sounded, Qing Yan's mouth opened slightly, and his ten fingers danced.

The sound of the flute pouring out is like a clear spring, like a breeze, as if coming to a lonely and uninhabited field, and the warm air after the rain makes people slightly drunk.

At the end of the song, Zhou Qing applauded and commented:

"Not bad, the overall is very clear, and the advantages of the flute sound are brought into play, but there is an obvious loneliness."

Qing Yan nodded:

"That's right, this song is more beautiful precisely because of the desolation."

The corners of Zhou Qing's mouth hooked, although his smile was faint, his expression was a little undisguised confident and arrogant:

"Now it's my turn, I decided to play "Spring River Flower and Moon Night"."