Galactic Garbage Station

At noon, several luxury cars parked in front of a luxury villa in downtown Zhongyun City.

The bodyguards, Wang Siya, Wang Zhuo, the tall and burly middle-aged and the tall old man got off one after another. Among them, the tall old man was helped by Wang Siya to get out of the car, and he didn't need to guess to know that he was Wang Xuanji, the old man of the Wang family.

Although Su Jing agreed to play the violin for Master Wang, but if he went to the capital, it would take more than a day to commute back and forth. Before the building was completed and decorated, Su Jing would not be able to go, or else the garbage would fall down on that day, which might cause serious damage. big problem.

After discussing with Wang Zhuo and Wang Siya, they finally decided to let their father come to Zhongyun City and live in Wang Zhuo's villa for a period of time, so that Su Jing could play for him once a day, and it only took more than two hours to go back and forth anyway.

Xiao Zhuo, what about Mr. Su? the burly middle-aged man asked.

I called him and he will come over later. Wang Zhuo said.

Should I go pick him up? said the burly middle-aged man.

Ajing is not such a caring person. He said that if he came by car, he didn't need to pick him up. Wang Zhuo smiled.

I hope that Mr. Su's piano sound is really so magical, or else it's not good for the body to travel by plane or car. A middle-aged doctor with a consultation box was a little dissatisfied. At first When he heard that he went to live in Zhongyun City for a song, he was somewhat opposed. Some songs may have a certain effect on sleep, but after all, they are not as good as medical treatment.

Doctor Liu, I'm not old enough to walk, so it's fine to walk occasionally. Besides, maybe this trip is really worth it. Wang Xuanji smiled freely. Yesterday I heard that Peiyuan The player of the meditation song turned out to be a young man. He was surprised. Later, he heard that the young man had cooperated with his son and daughter. He also heard about Su Jing's various industries and abilities. Young people have a strong curiosity. Even if I don't listen to the piano, I want to see it.

As soon as you come, let's be safe. The middle-aged doctor said helplessly.

The young man's guqin skills are really unfathomable, and the Peiyuan Meditation Song is even more divine, but I also have some doubts about the treatment of insomnia. An old man in a robe said, it turned out to be a guqin player Qin Ru .

Hehe, I'll know when I see it later. Wang Xuanji laughed. He knew Qin Ru early on, and he was an old friend. He had invited him to play the Peiyuan Meditation Song before, but it was a pity that even if Qin Ru came to play it, it wouldn't work. It can't achieve that kind of charm, and there is no hypnotic effect. For Qin Ru, a qin idiot, it is estimated that in addition to admiration, he is still a little unwilling.

Not long after, Su Jing drove in. As soon as he stopped, Wang Zhuo and the burly middle-aged man came out to greet him. Seeing Su Jing, the burly middle-aged man couldn't help but glance at him, and then flashed a hint of admiration. As a soldier, he could see at a glance that Su Jing had an excellent foundation.

Brother Zhuo, sorry for being late, there are some traffic jams, Su Jing said.

What, it's not long before we got off the bus. Wang Zhuo smiled and pointed to the burly middle-aged man and introduced, This is my elder brother Wang Ding.

Hello, Brother Wang. Su Jing said politely.

Hello, since Xiao Zhuo called you Ajing, should I call you Ajing too? said the burly middle-aged Wang Ding.

Of course. Su Jing nodded and smiled.

Come inside, please. Wang Ding greeted. Su Jing put on the guqin on his back, and the three entered the hall together. They saw Wang Siya and Wang Xuanji also included. Yesterday, Su Jing knew that Wang Siya was Wang Zhuo's sister, so she was surprised. Surprised.

Young man, you are Su Jing. Wang Xuanji glanced at Su Jing quickly.

Yes, Mr. Wang, hello. Su Jing nodded.

Hello, please take a seat. Wang Xuanji smiled kindly.

Su Jing sat down unceremoniously, and put the guqin on the table. No one else paid much attention to it. Qin Ru glanced at it, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and he called out in surprise: Yinyue.

Everyone in the Wang family was stunned, not understanding why Qin Ru was suddenly so excited.

This old gentleman knows Yinyue? Su Jing said with a smile, this guqin belongs to Gu Yue and is called Yinyue. After listening to Su Jing playing that day, Gu Yue proposed to give the guqin to Su Jing, saying that the guqin could not be buried in Su Jing's hands. She refused to accept it, but Gu Yue had a firm attitude. In the end, Su Jing could only be respectful rather than obedient.

Of course I know, but isn't it in Gu Yue's hands, how could it be in yours? Qin Ru asked in surprise.

Teacher Gu gave it to me? Su Jing said.

How is that possible? Qin Ru was even more surprised.

Why, does this qin come from? Wang Xuanji asked.

It has a lot of background. This is one of Mr. Murong's three proud works. Qin Ru said, which made Wang Xuanji and Wang Siya take a deep breath. As long as they know a little about the guqin world, they will know about Mr. Murong. Character, he is not only a master of qin skills, but also a master of guqin making. All of the guqin he made are treasures, and three of them are proud of them. Qin Ru sighed, It seems that Gu Yue is also convinced by you, otherwise it would be impossible to send Yin Yue to you.

It's Teacher Gu's love. Su Jing said modestly.

Can you play a song now? Qin Ru's eyes lit up slightly.

Okay, but this first song, I want to play it for Mr. Wang, so ask Mr. Wang to lie down on the bed? Su Jing said.

Can't you just sit here and listen? Old Man Wang asked suspiciously.

Listening to my song, you will definitely fall asleep, does Mr. Wang want to lie down more comfortably? Su Jing smiled.

Young man, you're talking too much. Both Qin Ru and Dr. Liu raised their brows. Some soothing music can indeed help sleep, but for severe insomnia patients, it is difficult to be effective. If it can be used occasionally A little bit of sleep aid, that's possible, but to say that you will fall asleep after listening to it is absolutely nonsense.

Not only Qin Ru and Dr. Liu, but even Wang Zhuo and Wang Siya wanted to remind Su Jing if he was a little sloppy.

I'm not talking big. Su Jing was full of confidence.

Hehe, young man, I want to try it and see if it's really that amazing. Xiao Zhuo, which is my room? Wang Xuanji said with great interest, he felt that Su Jing didn't speak big words, but seemed to have an absolute confidence.

Dad, this room. Wang Zhuo said, and led Wang Xuanji to a spacious room next door to Xiangyang, Su Jing and the others followed.

It doesn't matter if you wait, let's go out. Su Jing said.

We'll listen by the side, we won't disturb you. How could Qin Ru leave.

As you like. Su Jing shrugged, put the guqin Yinyue on the table, sat down, put his hands on it gently, the piano sounded, but to everyone's surprise, this was obviously not the Peiyuan Meditation Song , but another tune.