Galactic Garbage Station

The ancient rhyme came and said a story.

Turns out, when Murong Qin was young, he went abroad to invade. In his time, China was not so rich, so it was not so respected abroad. Although most foreigners are friendly, there are many exceptions.

Among them, at the time of the American performance, there was a well-known piano master, who spoke poorly to Murong in public, looked down on the Chinese, looked down on the Guqin, and Murong strongly rebutted the person, and gained the support of the audience through the wise play of the Guqin. Later, the piano master, was scolded for lack of qualities and popularity, so the piano master, more hated Murong.

At intervals of many years, the piano master actually became the president of a well-known music company, and actually came to China, hi-tech hired Qin Qi, to dig Qin Qi away, despise Guqin but dig Guqin, the evil purpose is obvious. Qin Ming knew Murongqin's relationship with that person, knew that that person looked down on the Chinese, and could not bear the temptation of money, and joined that company.

Because of that incident, Murong Qin and Qin Qin were opposed to each other. Old people did not relate to each other. I just didn't expect that on Murong Qin's eightieth birthday, Qin Qin Qin would actually appear. He also intentionally played a song, as if it were a war book.

“Qin Xiao, since the day you turned away from your teacher, you haven't worthy of this music, let alone talked about any art. All your art is not yet taught by your teacher. No teacher can have you today.” Ancient Moon Cold Road.

“I'm not here to argue with you. After all these years, why are you so angry when you meet? I still say that, Guqin or piano, after all, it is only a means to make money, which is the most important thing. In return for the teacher's gratitude, I also said that I send a sum of money back every year, but the teacher just doesn't want to.” Qin Xiao said faintly.

“You can join another American music company, but you know who you're talking to, who doesn't even look down on us Chinese and our teachers.” Ancient Moon was furious.

“So what? People respect the contract, and when they sign the contract, they pay well.” Qin Zheng shrugged his shoulders carelessly.

“Looks like after all these years, you haven't changed. Why are you here today? If you still have a conscience, you shouldn't have come here to stir it up at the end of your eightieth birthday.” Ancient Moon said.

“Just come to the festival as requested by the boss, my boss should be here soon.” Qin smiled. At this point, a loud voice was sounded at the stairwell, speaking pure English, “Good evening, friends, my name is Hanson. As for this Qin Qi, I don't think I need to introduce him. He was just a third-rate ancient piano player, because he came to us in the United States to study, and now he is a first-rate musician, world-renowned and well-paid. Unfortunately, he studied Chinese ancient piano as a child, and his talents were restricted. If he studied the piano, he would certainly be a hundred times better. ”

A tall, elderly white man walked over and followed several young men and women behind him. Even those who do not understand English, listen to his tone, look at his face, and know that he is not a good comer. Those who understand the English language, and those who have heard the translation, including Su Qing, Zhu Jianhua, Xie Lao, Liu Hong, Liu Qing, Shiqing, Liu Yin, Murong Xianye, etc. have shown their anger. Even some of our American friends here are frowning.

“Why is this guy like that? What a disgrace to us Americans. ”

“In other words, it is not possible to lift oneself up to degrade others, so that one can only appear inferior in character. ”

“Guy who doesn't know Guqin at all, stop pointing at him, his face is so thick.” The fairy Murong came out and spoke in a clear and cold tone. Murong Qin, on the other hand, seemed exceptionally calm at this time, very calm and silent. He believed that there were ancient moons, granddaughters, Su Jin, and even if they didn't do it themselves, they couldn't escape.

“Although I don't despise learning the ancient qin, it doesn't mean I don't understand it, and I can learn more freely than you can. One of the songs Qin Qi just played was learned from us in the United States. Isn't that the best proof? Seriously, though, Guqin is a piece of crap that barely compares to the piano. Murong Qin, don't get me wrong, let the children learn the piano.” Hansen stood beside Qin Qi and patted Qin Qi's shoulder, saying that the tone was still very harsh.

“Hanson, after all these years, are you still so aggressive, so old, don't worry about the fire too much? Guqin and piano are two different instruments, there is no difference. As a musician, you don't understand this, are you not afraid of the jokes of the world's musicians?” Murong Qin is faint.

“That is, the self-righteous guy.” Murong Xian said.

“What's so angry with people like this, since they don't look down on Guqin, then use Guqin to compete with them.” At this time, Su Jianhua came out and said that his face looked calm, as if he was harmless to humans and animals, but Zhu Jianhua and Shi Qing, who knew Su Jianhua, knew that Su Jianhua was too lazy to be angry, and the other party was in danger.

“How can that be, even if we play better, they won't admit it, and they don't understand it.” Murong Xian said with a wrinkled nose. Of course she wanted to speak with an ancient qin. The problem is that this kind of thing doesn't have to be able to directly see the heights and heights. You play better, and the other party can deny it, even still make you worthless.

“Yeah, I was too lazy to talk to them, just ask the guards to get rid of them.” Ancient Moon said.

“Leave it to me, they'll have to deny it.” Su Zheng made a comforting divine appearance. He sat across from Qin Zheng and Hansen and said, "I know you're here for Mr. Murong, but whatever you want to do next, I'll just ask you one question. If you look down on Guqin, how dare you listen to me play a song? ”

Hanson didn't understand Su Qian's words, but there was a translator next to him who quickly translated Su Qian's words into English. After listening, Hanson glanced at Su Zheng and smiled. "I don't have time for this.” Naturally, he came for Murong Qin, but he didn't want to spend too much time with this Murong's apprentice grandson, and he still hasn't released it.

“You probably don't dare. Once I play it, it'll look like you guys are a piece of crap.” Su Xiao grinned.

“Cut the crap, I'll let you play a song like no other, just torture yourself in the ear.” Hansen's face showed anger.

“Your Excellency?” Qin Zheng gazed at Su Zheng and revealed the colour of doubt. Because even if Murong Qin can't do it, there are Murong fairies and Ancient Moon, how can this guy get out?

“He's my student, Su Jing.” Ancient Moon was quite proud to introduce.

“I see, but isn't your music as good as mine to get your students out?” Qin Xiao smiled.

“It's not appropriate, you'll see.” Ancient Moon said.

“Cut the crap and get started.” Hanson impatiently.

“as you wish.” Su Zheng put his hands on top of the string, suddenly put his hands down, his fingers moved rapidly, a rushing sound of the violin sounded, momentarily that stimulated the hearts and minds of the people in the place, all the pores stood up suddenly.