The ancients shocked the old feudal society when they watched modern women raising babies.

"Teacher, don't worry. Zhaozhao is very well-behaved. She won't mess around. She just likes guzheng and is very talented in this area. If she sees that this guzheng is not very good, then there must be something wrong with it." An Ran believed in Zhao Zhao and also believed in the appreciation level of Tianyun Kingdom’s musicians.

Traditional Chinese musical instruments have been passed down to this day. It is difficult to completely restore the fingering and music scores of the ancients. The same is true for the craftsmanship of making musical instruments.

Although high-tech production has become popular, the more advanced the craftsmanship, the more manual production is needed, and the more technology is tested.

Many of China's artificial crafts have been lost over the long years, and even some ancient records have not been preserved.

"Children are not sensible, so are you, an adult?" The people around were preparing to take their children to chat with Master Zhao. In order to protect Master Zhao, they criticized An Ran.

"Aunt Zhaozhao, you brought your child to be a disciple. Please apologize to Master Zhao. No matter whether the guzheng is good or not, you have made him lose face by making him unable to step down in front of so many people." The parents who came with An Ran whispered to An Ran.

The parents who came with her felt that An Ran was still too young. She was a recent graduate and she was still a half-year-old child. It was understandable that she did not understand these worldly things. They hoped that she could restrain herself after giving her some advice.

"Master Zhao, your guzheng is on display here just for everyone to enjoy. It's normal to have different voices for it. You won't mind, right?" An Ran didn't care about his lack of face.

The purpose of such a large exhibition is to attract fans of traditional musical instruments and to further promote and pass it on. If we remain stubborn and do not recognize different voices, how can we get more people to accept traditional music.

"Aunt Zhaozhao, please stop saying a few words." The parents accompanying her could no longer persuade Anron.

In the distance, some security guards were walking this way. The parents in the group inadvertently distanced themselves slightly from An Ran, fearing that An Ran's behavior would implicate them. They came to learn from the master today, not to cause trouble.

"Hmph, it's true that wherever there are naughty children, there are also naughty parents." The student next to him secretly poked at Yin Yang Anran as a naughty parent.

Ding~

A crisp piano sound sounded, and the people gathered around seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and their voices were suddenly silenced.

It was Zhao Zhao who plucked a string.

"What are you doing!" A male college student behind Zhao Zhao immediately stepped forward to push Zhao Zhao away and squatted down to check whether the guzheng was damaged.

Zhao Zhao looked at An Ran with a hurt expression.

She pointed at Master Zhao: "This teacher agreed to let me touch it."

An Ran patted Zhao Zhao on the back, comforted her, turned to face Master Zhao, with dissatisfaction written on his face: "Teacher, you are so rude as a student. You are really not giving him a favor by letting him here." Traditional musical instrument culture?”

"You! What do you mean?" A trace of panic flashed across the face of the student who had just pushed someone away.

But after calming down his emotions, he confronted An Ran: "Teacher, these people are just here to cause trouble. They bring children to destroy the place. It's such a vicious approach. We still ask the security guards to ask them to leave.

The parents who were accompanying her also pulled An Ran, wanting her to leave first and avoid any conflicts here.

While everyone was quarreling, a coherent and sweet sound came from the guzheng. It was Zhaozhao who stood next to the guzheng and played a piece of music.

It's not a piece of music that is familiar to China. It should be a piece taught by a musician from Tianyun Kingdom. Zhao Zhao is already very proficient at it at a young age.

Zhao Zhao was so entranced that the student next to him wanted to step forward to stop him, but Master Zhao stopped him with a look.

Since Master Zhao didn't stop him, the people around him didn't say anything more.

Calm down and listen to this piece of music.

At first, those college students were still a little unconvinced. Subsequent changes in Zhaozhao's music became more and more complex. Even fingering movements such as finger shaking could be done with bare fingers without wearing prostheses, and the sound quality was maintained. This was difficult for college students who had studied for more than ten years. Do it.

After the song ended, the people around who questioned Zhao Zhao seemed to have forgotten that they had just criticized the child, and they all clapped and applauded.

The student who stopped Zhao Zhao from touching the piano was speechless at this moment. At Zhao Zhao's age, he could not play a complete piece of music.

The other students are not much better. Master Zhao is notoriously strict with his students. He used to often say that they are the worst class he has ever taught. Now that this little sister is here to show off, he will definitely have to ridicule them even for five-year-old children in the future. Not as good as anything.

It was terrifying to think about that scene. The students shrank their necks and backed away in a tacit understanding, away from where Master Zhao could see.

Master Zhao looked at Zhao Zhao with more and more eyes: "This piece is not like modern music. The music method is changeable, and it requires high fingering and playing skills."

Master Zhao turned to ask An Ran: "Has the child learned from an expert? This piece is an authentic ancient piece. The child should only play 50% to 60% of the essence of this piece. Her teacher should be a very accomplished artist. Only then can it be taught.”

There was an uproar around him. Although only 50% to 60% of the pops were made, Zhao Zhao was only five years old. If he could master it to this level, his future achievements would be immeasurable.

"Uh... there was a teacher before, who was found by the child's parents. He was not well-known. I met him by fate. I didn't know he was so good. The teacher stopped teaching due to health reasons." An Ran liked to touch himself as soon as he started making up lies. Nose.

The musician who taught Zhaozhao Guzheng from Tianyun Kingdom snorted unhappily, then coughed a few times in a cooperative manner, and said bitterly: "Yes, my health is not good!"

"Master Zhao, you have also seen Zhao Zhao's talent and ability. She does not have a professional teacher to teach her now. Our family is worried that her talent will be wasted, so we came to you to learn from her. Do you think you are willing to accept it? Her?" An Ran saw the musicians' cooperation, but she could only feel guilty while giving Zhao Zhao a new teacher.

Master Zhao smiled and nodded, but did not say whether he was willing or not. He just turned around and asked Zhao Zhao, who was still studying the guzheng: "Kid, you just said that this piano is not good. Can you tell me what's wrong with it?"

Seeing that Master Zhao was still thinking about this, the parents who were traveling with him hurriedly stepped forward to act as peacemakers: "Master Zhao, Tong Yan Wuji, don't take it to heart, Zhao Zhao, come over and show the teacher."

This parent is the oldest among the parents in the same group, and she is also very good at talking. She wants her son to learn Erhu, and this time she made an appointment with the parents group to become a teacher.

She saw that Master Zhao was very satisfied with Zhao Zhao. As the oldest parent who came here together, she felt that she had an obligation to help An Ran and Zhao Zhao succeed in their apprenticeship.

Other parents who were traveling with him saw this and joined in to say good things to Zhaozhao.

If Zhao Zhao becomes a disciple of this artist, An Ran will have more ways to meet other artists in the future, and their children will also have more connections to learn art.

Master Zhao made a pause gesture: "Don't say anything, let the children speak for themselves. This is also an assessment."

Now that Master Zhao has said so, others dare not say more.

An Ran led Zhao Zhao to Master Zhao and said, "Zhao Zhao, how do you know that the sound of the piano is not good? Tell the teacher."

An Ran had already told Zhao Zhao not to mention the affairs of Tianyun Kingdom outside, but Zhao Zhao did not give the same explanation to An Ran at this moment.

"Can I borrow the armor of that sister just now?" Zhao Zhao was the focus of attention at the moment. Under Master Zhao's eyes, no one dared to refuse her request.

The female student carefully handed her armor to Zhao Zhao and helped her put it on very considerately.

Zhaozhao thanked him, walked straight to the guzheng, and played a short piece of ancient music with his armor again.

A layman can't hear any changes, but an insider can.

"It's muffled, not crispy, and not as clear as the bare finger sound just now." A knowledgeable person commented on the side.

"This armor is not particularly good, it will affect the sound quality." After Zhao Zhao finished playing, he raised his face and answered Master Zhao.

The female student took back her armor. It was a gift her parents bought her for her birthday. It is already the best among the armors used by her classmates. She is reluctant to take it out for daily practice and only uses it on important occasions. I brought it for use, but today a child complained that it was not good. The girl almost cried in grievance.

An Ran felt the change in the girl's mood and could only apologize in a low voice.

The things they use as royals are luxurious. Few people can match them. Just get used to them.

"Kid, please put on my pair of armor and try it out." Master Zhao took out an exquisite box from his pocket.

It should have been custom-made by Master Zhao. It was punched a lot based on the size of Zhao Zhao's hand. An Ran attached it to Zhao Zhao and told Zhao Zhao: "Be careful with the bullet, don't hurt your hand."

Zhao Zhao only played for a short period and then stopped. This time the tone was obviously crisper, fuller and more penetrating than before.

Zhao Zhao held the box and returned the armor to Master Zhao: "Teacher, this armor is indeed very good, but the sound of the piano is really not that nice."

Zhaozhao wanted to say it bluntly, but she remembered that An Ran told her to speak tactfully. After thinking about it for a long time, she thought it was already tactful.

"You can't just rely on your talent to talk nonsense." The student who had just stopped Zhao Zhao no longer dared to refute loudly, and could only stand in his position and complain softly.

The people around him understood and thought that the child had been taught badly by adults and would say anything to gain attention.

"Hahahaha, well said!" Master Zhao suddenly laughed, turned around and walked towards the place where he had just drank tea.

"Master Zhao, what does this mean? Could it be that he is excited? It is said that this piano was auctioned abroad at a high price. He must be angry." A group of people were frightened by Master Zhao's reaction and began to speculate about Master Zhao. the meaning of.

Behind the coffee table where the tea is placed is a large box with a piece of cloth spread on it and vases and ornaments placed on it, making the whole space look antique.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Master Zhao took off the decorations on it and lifted up the decorative cloth covering it. There was actually a safe underneath.

Master Zhao used the key to open the safe. The moment the door opened, everyone was shocked to see a guzheng inside.

"Take that piano away first." Master Zhao told his students to take away the piano that Zhao Zhao had just played. He carefully took out the piano from the safe and put it on.

"Kid, please try this again." Master Zhao smiled and asked Zhao Zhao to come over and play.

Zhaozhao did not start playing immediately. She first stood in front of the guzheng and watched carefully. Her master once said that every piano has a soul. Before playing, you must feel it carefully. When playing, you can sit with the piano player. one.

Zhaozhao started playing a few notes, and there was no loss of code. It was very stable. I fiddled with it a few more times in the treble area, and it was crisp and bright, the midrange area had full grain, and the bass area had a deep and thick tone.

The news here has long spread in the exhibition, and now many people have come, all gathered around to watch a child playing the guzheng.

Zhaozhao tried the sound and played a complete song with this guzheng.

"Teacher, the lingering sound of this guzheng is long, much better than the one just now." After Zhao Zhao finished playing, he shared his thoughts with Master Zhao.

People who have been watching the entire process here have also heard the obvious difference in timbre between the two pianos.

"Hahaha, he is indeed a child who knows how to play the piano. In fact, this guzheng is the tens of millions of guzhengs promoted by the media."

Musical instruments are a pet peeve of musicians. Master Zhao was worried that there would be too many people at the exhibition, so he locked his favorite zither in a safe and would only take it out to watch when there were important guests. How could he do so casually? Take it out and let others play and watch.

The guzheng that was originally placed was worth over a million dollars and was already a top-notch instrument in the eyes of ordinary people. It was more than enough to take it out for students to practice and let ordinary people who came to the exhibition feel the charm of the guzheng.

Unexpectedly, a five-year-old child identified the authenticity on the first day of the exhibition.

"This guzheng was originally not for public exhibition. Today I was lucky enough to meet the child Zhaozhao. This guzheng should be brought out to play its role, hahahaha." Master Zhao smiled while re-locking the tens of millions of guzheng Go back to the safe.

"It turns out that this one is real. It looks different and sounds even different." Some guzheng enthusiasts looked like they were still unsatisfied with their clothes.

[This kid must be a prodigy. In fact, the million-level guzheng sounded very good to me, but she actually heard the difference. 】

[Did you just take a video? Send it to me later. A tens of millions-level guzheng is worth it, let alone being played. 】

[It’s good for a five-year-old girl to be able to play the music smoothly. This little girl can play it so smoothly. She’s really talented. 】

The accompanying parents pulled An Ran aside and complained happily: "How come your Zhaozhao is still hiding it because she is not allowed to perform in school activities?"

"I'm sorry, my child is shy and I'm embarrassed to perform." An Ran felt quite proud of having a daughter in our family.

The fellow parents watched Zhao Zhao and Master Zhao chatting animatedly, which didn’t look like social fear at all!

"Didn't a parent just say that he wanted to show his child to me? I just took this opportunity to let the child play and listen." Master Zhao pointed to the million-level guzheng that was put back.

The parents who wanted Master Zhao to accept their children as disciples swallowed their saliva and said, "Be good, Zhuyu is in front of you. How dare you let your children show their shame!"