"You can?" The boss' voice broke with excitement when he heard this word. The next second he looked at Nangong Ying suspiciously.

Can a young girl, given her age and experience, really repair this guqin that even experts find difficult to repair?

He spent a lot of money to invite many experts to take a look. They all said that the craftsmanship of the piano was exquisite, and it was difficult to use modern materials to perfectly repair the piano. The ancient restoration techniques had long been lost. If it was repaired reluctantly, the piano would only be forgotten by the public. For this reason, he had to give up the idea and seal the piano for display.

But now someone says it can be repaired!!

"Yes. I can." Nangong Ying nodded. Seeing her boss so excited, she felt a little touched.

"Little girl, I have already promised to leave you the painting. I am honest in business, so you don't have to lie to me to make me happy."

"I can." Nangong Ying emphasized again. She talked about several key techniques for repairing the guqin. The boss knew something about it and his face was full of shock after hearing what she said.

His voice trembled, "You really..."

"Believe me."

Nangong Ying's words seemed to have a kind of magic, which made the boss move aside in an instant and bring her to the guqin.

The audience was more nervous than the people involved.

[Holy shit, is this really fake? 】

[She's not trying to trick the boss, is she? The boss really believes her, maybe she's asking her to...]

[Can the haters in front please stop embarrassing yourself? If you had watched the fight between the boss and them just now, you would have known that the boss was not a hired help.]

[I am studying cultural relic restoration. I have only seen the terms of the things Nangong Ying mentioned in books. Our professors do not know the actual operation skills...]

[Is it so amazing? ]

[What a joke! Nangong Ying must be fooling people. If she was so capable, what would she have done earlier? ]

[Come on, big sister, I'm a celebrity and I don't participate in archaeology, so why should I let you know? ]

There are doubts, questions, approvals and expectations in the comments.

Nangong Ying has already gotten started skillfully.

The boss’s shop stocks a lot of things related to guqin restoration. He can immediately take out any materials Nangong Ying wants, and they cooperate very well.

Nangong Qi watched from the side with starry eyes, this is her omnipotent elder sister! !

Time passed slowly, and Nangong Ying's every move was so steady and skillful that the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

[It feels like watching a documentary...]

[Why is it a bit sacred? 】

[I'm clearly on vacation, why do I feel like I'm still in class? 】

【Exquisite! 】

[Wait, why do I see my professor's ID? ]

It was lively over there with Ye Xiyao and the others, but it was quiet over here. However, the number of people watching Nangong Ying's live broadcast was actually showing a tendency to surpass that of the main camera.

Just as Ye Xiyao and the others were walking back from the market, Nangong Ying put down the tools in her hand and whispered with a slight smile, "Alright!"

"Is it ready?" The boss excitedly stepped forward and looked closely at the guqin in front of him. The guqin appeared in front of him intact with its long history.

Even though this piano is in tatters, its tone is still amazing. He could hardly imagine how much better it would sound after it was restored!

If there weren't so many cameras pointing at him, he would definitely try it himself!

Nangong Ying nodded, she stretched out her slender fingers to pluck the strings of the zither, and the pleasant sound lingered in the air.

The boss clapped his hands and said, "Good! Good!"

As soon as the sound of the piano came out, Nangong Ying felt itchy.

"Can I try the sound?" she asked aloud.

After all, this is the guqin that the boss cherishes, so I still have to ask the owner's opinion.

The boss was reluctant to let the other person play the piano, but he felt a little guilty when he thought about how he had helped to repair the piano and not letting the other person play it.

He pinched his not-so-flexible right hand, took a step back, smiled and nodded in agreement.

The sound of the piano poured down with the winter sunshine, warm and melodious.

It makes people feel as if they are in the warm sunshine of winter. A touch of golden sunlight shines on the snowflakes on the treetops in the silver-clad world. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms oozes through the snow, which is clear and warm.

[What kind of song is this? It sounds so good! ]

[What a mood, it reminded me of the first time I held hands with my boyfriend that winter.]

[Wow, it seems like I've returned to the winter when I went to collect snow with my grandparents to make tea.]

[Nangong Ying plays the pipa, how come he plays the guqin so well? ]

[Inside sources said that Mr. Fu created this program for Nangong Ying to promote her pipa, but now it seems that the news is wrong! This is clearly to promote her guqin! ]

[Does Yingbao need to be praised for this? It’s awesome, okay? ! ! ]

[Why does Ye Xiyao look so bad? ]

[The limelight was stolen. 】

Ye Xiyao and her group had already arrived at the store entrance. She was originally chatting and laughing, but her smile disappeared the moment she saw Nangong Ying playing the piano.

The audience's favorability has dropped.

The system has punished you.

The show was supposed to be her highlight moment, but the person who was shrouded in the spotlight became Nangong Ying! !

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