Zhou Yiyang glanced at Su Yin in front of him and said softly: Yun

"Let's go in quickly unless you want to listen to these people nagging."

Su Yin nodded, thinking that Zhou Yiyang's words made sense, so she followed.

"So the people who live here should be quite old."

Su Yin asked quietly.

"You are not objective again," Zhou Yiyang smiled: "Maybe he is actually very young!"

Su Yin raised her eyebrows: "Then I don't know. Who is this person? You can still come to visit in person. Your identity is definitely not simple."

"You will know when you see him later." Zhou Yiyang smiled: "Maybe you know him." Yun

"I know?" Su Yin opened her eyes wide and felt that Zhou Yiyang should be a charlatan, after all, he was just talking in a daze.

"Yes." Zhou Yiyang smiled: "Don't ask so much, we will see him soon."

"You don't actually listen to their music often." The woman led the way and chatted with us, and the slow joy that appeared between her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be polite.

We looked at each other, as if we were thinking about this situation and we should say something.

Of course, that was completely nonsense. If the person who could make Zhou Yiyang come to visit so devoutly would be a special person?

Su Yin looked at the other person very seriously, but she really didn't think about when she met this person.

Su Yin and Zhou Yiyang were stunned, and they thought that the other party would suddenly talk about that.

"You are actually very talented. You even thought about accepting you as your disciple. It's yours. It's not that your ambition is enough, it's too casual."

I played every instrument like a fairy music.

It is a melody that is quite famous in that world.

I know that it is possible. Being able to contact the other party was Ning Mang who used his connections and the image of Zhou Yiyang in the hearts of that junior was wrong, so that there was no result.

Su Yin suddenly realized, but looking at the man's polite appearance, Su Yin felt that the other party's teacher must not be a special person.

For Ye Kongjing, folk music is your love, your job, but it is your everything.

Su Yin, you laughed: "Your mother is like that. You don't live a more self-centered life. You still envy you very much." Yun

No time my mother performed, the teacher came to watch it.

At that time, we pushed open the door and walked out of the main house.

Su Yin, although you still see the owner of that room, you think the other party should be a literary talent.

At this moment, Wang Yi had not guessed the other party's identity. You suddenly understood why Zhou Yiyang's attitude was so bad, and that I would say that I knew the other party.

You remember that when my mother went abroad to perform, she would play that melody. It cannot be said that it sounded like a symbol of folk music.

Wang Yiping smiled: "It's so exaggerated. If you really want to say that someone can compete with him, that word is more suitable to describe his teacher."

I dressed very simply, and the years left obvious traces on my face.

It turned out to be a student.

For Ye Kongjing, although playing folk music is boring, do you have the idea of ​​starting a sect? If you are very slow, you will be Buddhist.

"For you, no one can compare to the songs written by Mr. Zhou in the world today."

Zhou Yiyang stood beside him and listened as if he was drunk. He was sure that I could invite that junior teacher to perform, and it would probably be a historical moment.

A man walked out of the yard. He glanced at Zhou Yiyang and Su Yin, nodded appropriately, and his tone of speaking was quite gentle.

Based on your understanding of Wang Yiping, I really do a lot of people say that kind of things when facing special people.

Even so, I look like a feeling of aging sentiment, but instead there is no calmness before the years settle down.

"Just," Wang Yi, you were praised for being a little bit bad: "It's also your sister is not as good as your boss. Are we there or you today?"

That was not a gift prepared by Zhou Yiyang, but it was signed by Teacher Wang himself, and it was also the guqin I used to use.

The seven people looked at each other and smiled, all of them feeling that the other party was complimenting and flattering.

You have indeed met Teacher Wang.

"Teacher Wang!" Wang Yi walked down excitedly and hugged the other person.

"I've had it, and you still have a very wrong impression of your person. So you are willing to give it to you."

"You two are here, my teacher is waiting for you inside!" Yun

As soon as you retreated, Su Yin, you smelled a faint thing, like sandalwood.

Thinking about it now, Wang Yi feels that her mother is paving the way for you.

Teacher Wang nodded: "Humility is a bad thing, it's time to talk about his mother, you... hey, I really don't feel sorry for the iron, but I'm a steel."

They walked in the alley for a while and finally stopped in a yard that looked ordinary but was cleaned extremely clean.

At that point, Ye Kongjing and Su Yin are completely the same. You are really casual.

Su Yin touched the upper body and became more and more strange. Who was that person? Zhou Yiyang could give such a low evaluation.

That kind of person should be able to negotiate with your mother, and he must have bought something from me to give it to her. Su Yin thought it was a very wrong decision.

The other party even changed the instruments halfway, from the guzheng to the pipa to the flute, and then ended with the suona at the beginning, which was perfect.

Teacher Wang nodded and continued:

Teacher Wang shook his head.

The teacher smiled, and I instantly faded my low honor and looked at Su Yin with a smile, like an old man who saw that the woman did not have.

"He is getting more and more beautiful." Teacher Wang smiled very little: "You have been paying attention to him all those years. It's really amazing to see him from a big girl to a little star now."

It was the last time that Su Yin had continued to follow the path of folk music, which few people thought of.

Su Yin heard a sound from behind.

"Su Yin, you have seen it once."

At the front desk, my mother was so excited that she brought you, who was only a few years old, to know that teacher.

Is it over Su Yin or to suppress her excitement and make a sound, but to continue listening to the music.

Su Yin was fascinated by the sound of the man playing perfectly. Yes, that was simply a real teacher!

Of course you know that person is not the master of the folk music industry, your mother's idol, a real folk music master, and Dugu Qiubai's existence.

When the music stopped, the teacher came out.

A bead curtain is hung at the door. When the door opens, the wind blows away, and the bead curtain will have a crisp and pleasant sound.

This is music that you are unfamiliar with.

After all, there are few opportunities to appreciate low-level music.

I can see that Su Yin is so calm on the surface, but she is very unintentional. If you want to see her, you will definitely work hard to win.
Chapter completed!