Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 317-320

Many people speculate that Su Jing must have brought a parrot in that cage. After all, it is a well-known fact that Murong Qin likes parrots and various birds and they also know that Su Jing has two parrots that can talk about cross talk.

They saw that the black cloth was taken away, revealing three fluffy little animals in the cage. To everyone's surprise, it was not a parrot, but three little mice, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Why would this guy send mice? I haven't heard that Mr. Murong likes mice."

"Hum, if this guy gave his parrots, he'll be most liked by Mr. Murong. This is called selective error."

"Yes, Mr. Murong is not a little girl. No matter how cute a mouse is, he won't like it very much. Is his real purpose Murong Xian'er?"

Seeing the mystery revealed, Zhu Jianhua almost couldn't help but cover the cage and let Su Jing send another gift. With so many amazing pets, it would be better to send out anything, it doesn't matter if it is parrots, birds, cats, or dogs. Liu Qing still has a lot of interest in these mice. His favorite are dogs, but there are many pets that he likes besides dogs and Mice are among them. Judging by their appearance, the three mice Su Jing had shown are absolutely the best. Liu Qing couldn't wait for Murong Qin not to like it and even hoped that Murong Qin would not accept it, so he would have a chance to get them.

"What a cute mouse."

"They are fat and fluffy, and their eyes are very bright."

Many girls, including Murong Xian'er, Liu Rin, Shi Qing, and Wang Yan, show their love towards these mice.  Many girls are afraid of the rats in the sewer, but they like the pet rats very much.

"It's a cute mouse, thank you, Mr. Su." Murong Qin is not really interested in mice, but after all, it is a gift from others.

"Mr. Murong. What tea do you like to drink?" Su Jing suddenly asked.

"Green tea, Pu'er tea, Dahongpao, and many other teas, especially green tea." Murong Qin wonders why Su Jing suddenly asked this, but because of "Origin Cultivation Meditation Song" and "A Male Phoenix Seeking For a Female Phoenix", he likes Su Jing very much, so he answered with patience.

"Can you prepare tea and tea set?" Su Jing asked the waiter next to him.

"Good sir." The waiter quickly brought the tea set and green tea leaves.

Su Jing opened the cages and released the three mice off the table. Then, under the astonished eyes of everyone, they started to boil water and make tea, and the three little mice actually operated in the same way. What's more surprising is that they are not messy and they are working with each other and their tea making is sophisticated. Different teas are brewed differently. Green tea belongs to the non-fermented type of tea. Biluochun in green tea is currently used. This type of tea is relatively delicate and is not suitable to be made by freshly boiled water. It is better if the water temperature is at 80 ℃ ~ 85 ℃, the ratio of tea to water is 1:50, and the brewing time is 2 ~ 3 minutes … The three little mice have mastered these details very well. They seemed like three masters of tea making. In a short time, the faint scent of tea permeated in the area.

The whole audience waited and looked at the movements of the three little mice in surprise, and forgot to speak. Because the scene in front of them completely broke their common sense. These three mice can no longer be described as smart, they are just like the creatures from the fairy tale world.

"What a clever mouse, they actually know how to make tea." Liu Hong couldn't help but finally speak.

"What the.. my world views have been refreshed." A slightly fat young man shouted.

"Haha, they work together to move the teapot, they look very cute." Murong Xian'er laughed and looked fondly at the three little mice, and she wished to immediately hold the three mice in her arms.

"Brother Jing, do you have more of these mice?" Liu Qing did not calm down again and said excitedly.

The pet store representatives around them are also not calm. They wanted to curse out loud. Your cat can play the piano, your parrots can talk about cross talk, and your Golden eagle can fly with people. You even have mouses in your house that can make tea. We know that your pets are best of the best, but why do you make our pets looks like mentally handicapped, how can we sell them?

They suddenly lost their courage to compare themself with Su Jing. Although Su Jing didn't choose Murong Qin's favorite type pets, the pets he brought were too smart and cute. Moreover, sending these three mice also brought a kind of filial piety that was beyond pets. Murong Qin looks healthy, but after all, he is old. These three little mice can not only be companions but also take care of the elderly.

"Mr. Murong, please drink this tea." Su Jing ignored Liu Qing and told Murong Qin.

"I'll try it." Murong Qin picked up the cup of tea, took a few sips, and his eyes suddenly lightened, and said, "Very good, the three mice could make such a delicious green tea.  I really learned something new today. Can they make other teas besides green tea?"

"They can make Pu'er tea, Dahongpao and the other tea you just said. In addition, they can also make coffee, milk, soy milk and the like. Even if they don't know how to make something, they can learn it just by seeing it once or twice." Su Jing smiled and said.

"They are so smart, I like these three little mice." Murong Qin laughed without hiding his love for the three little mice.

"Mr. Murong, the gift I gave was actually green tea, not the mouse. The three mice are too close to me, and I'm afraid they won't go with you. Since you like them, when they have offspring, I will train a few and send them to you. "Su Jing said and the three little mice crawled along Su Jing's arm and reached Su Jing's shoulder and remained there.

"Oh, okay, it's worth just drinking the tea made by these three mice. When they have offspring, remember to prepare a few for me." Murong Qin smiled, Murong Xian'er mumbled, thinking that this guy was so stingy that he took out such a cute mouse, but he refused to give them, how cruel.

"Brother Jing, when there are offspring, leave a few for me." Liu Qing hurriedly made a reservation.

"Okay." Su Jing nodded and agreed as Liu Qing was really persistent for the pets he liked so much, he would just leave him a few, anyway, these mice should be very capable of breeding.

Seeing that Su Jing did not give out the mice, but only tea, he used tea from the hotel as a gift, which actually pleased Murong Qin. The representatives of all pet shops are all brought down-to-earth. These mice are really popular. Zhu Jianhua also thought about it. Su Jing's trick is really high. He didn't send the mouse, but he hung Murong Qin's appetite and let Murong Qin remember them. When he gives out their offspring, he will have a close connection to him.

"However, just sending a cup of tea can't express my admiration for Mr. Murong, so I prepared another gift." Su Jing smiled and pulled something from his arms under the eyes of everyone. (To be continued ~ ^ ~)

Everyone's attention was on the three little mice and Su Jing. Few people noticed that a little fat young man in the crowd saw that everyone was fascinated by the three little mice, he said, "Isn't' it just three mice who make tea, why is everyone so excited? That guy took out these mice and he refuses to give them away. What other gifts would he have? Such a cheapskate.

If Su Jing saw this slightly fat young man, he would be a bit surprised. The world is really small. This young man is not someone else. It was just a few days ago that he saw him in Tianya Haijiao. He wanted to buy the Golden Eagle for a million yuan and was looking for his family ring. It was Zhu Yizhi.

"Zhu Shao, do you know him?" A handsome young man next to him was surprised.

"I met him once." Zhu Yizhi curled his lip. It was not a pleasant encounter. Su Jing found the ring early on his golden eagle. The people he hired searched for the ring till it was dark but they couldn't find it.

"Why did you say that he was really stingy?" The young man laughed.

"You don't know this but I was on the Tianya Haijiao mountain edge a few days ago …" Zhu Yizhi had a grudge against Su Jing because Su Jing refused to help him and did not sell the golden eagle last time, and retold his story with enthusiasm.

"One million yuan for the golden eagle, do you even know what you are saying?" The young man rolled his eyes and said, "Young Master Zhu, don't even say these words out loud, lest people laugh at you, do you even know how much can these three mice that can make tea be worth?"

"How much is it?" Zhu Yizhi asked.

"As a veteran pet expert, I assure you that the three mice are definitely worth more than one million yuan." The handsome young man said.

"A million for three little mice, are you kidding?" Zhu Yizhi's eyes widen.

"Not kidding and keep your voice down. As for the golden eagle, if you buy it for one million, it's like trying to buy a brand-new intact Apple 6S for one hundred yuan. Will they even sell it to you? And you said that others are stingy. If a Divine Bird like that is getting sold and the asking price is 10 million yuan, I will buy it without saying a word. If it is put up for auction, it will definitely not be brought for just 10 million yuan. "The handsome young man rolled his eyes.

"…" Zhu Yizhi flushed and stopped talking. He realized that he had made a big joke of himself. Fortunately, there were no outsiders at the time, otherwise, he might have become a laughing stock. However, he was still feeling unconvinced and curled his lips, thinking that these pet lovers have money and nowhere to spend or they are getting crazy, how many golden eagles can I buy for 10 million yuan. Is there a need for these guys to go crazy?

At this time, Su Jing took out another gift from his arms. Zhu Yizhi and the handsome young man both looked at them.

They saw that Su Jing had taken out a scroll about fifteen centimeters long, which looked very unendurable and it has many wrinkles on it. And there were a few yellowish stains on the surface as if it had been picked up in a rubbish dump. Zhu Jianhua and Shi Qing are all wondering, "What's wrong with A 'jing? Why would he give this as a gift?

"Doesn't he have anything good to offer?" When Wang Yan saw the scroll, she couldn't stop thinking about it. She deliberately did not pay attention to Su Jing, so she has no understanding of the status Su Jing had gained in recent years. She had just learned that Su Jing has become the Young God of Cooking, and she had also just learned that Su Jing has become a Pet Master. She knew nothing else about him.

The gift she gave this time is also a picture scroll worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. In order to choose this gift, she researched about picture scrolls and learned from some experts. Although she is not an expert herself, she at least knows that some value picture scrolls will be well maintained, like the stains on the back can be dealt with. The scroll of Su Jing looks like it got picked from a stroll.

"Mr. Murong, please accept this small gift." Su Jing passed the picture scroll out.

"Thank Mr. Su." Murong Qin did not show any contempt because of the impatient appearance of picture scroll, but took the picture scroll politely and smiled, "Can I open it on the spot?"

"Of course." Su Jing nodded.

Murong Qin immediately opened the picture scroll, spread the picture scroll lightly on the desk and a pair of ink landscape paintings were displayed in front of everyone. The life-like landscape scene came out. With just a glance, Murong Qin's eyes lit up.

"Good painting!" Liu Hong spoke in praise.

"Grandpa, do you know how to draw?" Liu Qing said.

"Stink boy, I still know a little." Liu Hong glanced at Liu Qing, pointed to the landscape painting, and said, "These types of painting tends to be made from freehand, emphasizing reality and focusing on pen and ink. If I see it correctly, it should from the Yuan Dynasty? "

"I don't think it's that simple. What do you think of Old Xie?" Murong Qin shook his head and turned to look at a tall and thin old man next to him, but he saw this tall and thin old man staring at the landscape painting with wide eyes and excitement.

"This picture, this picture …" The tall and thin old man looked excited but seemed unable to find an adjective. After being excited for a long time, he could not say a complete sentence. He stared at Su Jing and asked, "Young man, where did you get this painting?"

"The antique market. It looked good so I brought it." Su Jing lied.

"How much did spend to buy it?" The tall and thin old man asked after some hesitation.

"100,000," Su Jing said.

"So lucky." The tall and thin old man stomped his feet and looked like he was feeling unjust. This disorientation made Murong Qin and Liu Hong, who knew him well, feel astonished.

"Is this painting so good? Which age's painting is this and which master does it come from?" Liu Hong asked. He thought the painting was good, but it shouldn't make Old Xie so morbid.

"I can't tell the date, the author, looking at the old and new paper, it seems to be a modern painting. But that is not the point, the focus of this painting is on the artistic conception, 'the mountains and rivers are rich, the vegetation is rich," it is a wonderful work of nature ' and all the other flattering words are not enough to describe it." The tall and thin old man stared at the picture scroll, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Murong Qin, Liu Hong, Zhu Jianhua, Liu Rin, Shi Qing, Liu Qing, Murong Xian'er, Wang Yan and others also stared at the picture scroll again. They found that the more they looked at the painting, the more difficult it was to look away. The more they looked, the more they felt that it was not a picture, but that they were standing in the landscape. Looking at this painting, their mind could not help but feel very quiet and peaceful, as if their spirit has been purified by the painting.

The crowd couldn't help but feel shocked. Although they were not as professional as Old Xie, they could also feel it. This painting is definitely not simple. They have never seen a painting that can bring such an immersive feeling.

"Old Xie, what is the value of this painting?" Murong Qin asked.

"It's hard to estimate but this painting will definitely create a sensation in the world art exhibition. It is worth at least tens of millions of yuan, I can only estimate the approximate price." The tall and thin old man shook his head and said and as his voice fell, the whole audience was in an uproar and many people looked at the picture and started to breathe heavily. Wang Yan opened her mouth and was completely stunned. (To be continued ~ ^ ~)

For the layman, nothing more intuitively reflects the value of a painting than the price. Ten million is enough to explain everything. Many people look at this picture, instead of holding an attitude of appreciation, they seem to look at a large pile of banknotes, and they breathe fast and eagerly.

Wang Yan's mouth opened wide and she forgot to close it for a long time. She was shocked in her heart, not only because of the value of this painting but also because this painting was sent by Su Jing. It is hard to believe that Su Jing actually gave such a valuable gift. Where did he get it? It would be difficult for the entire Tang Family to take out such a valuable gift.

"Mr. Su, this painting is too expensive for me to accept." Murong Qin said cautiously.

"I think Mr. Murong is a good match for this painting. It has the same artistic conception. It is more suitable to stay with you." Su Jing said, although he was surprised by the price of the painting but he did not intend to change his mind about giving this as a gift. This painting is just one of the several paintings he took out from the "Desolate Era Universe" garbage. Compared to that beautiful visualization chart, this painting is worse. This painting is not qualified to be called as a visualization technique. However, he could guess that the price is so high because this is from the hands of a cultivator, and even though this painting is a failed work of that cultivator, it consists of a very high artistic conception, which is not comparable to ordinary artists on earth.

After Su Jing said this, everyone around him lamented about the fact that he gave out a painting worth 10 million yuan as a gift, he really doesn't know the upper limit of the gift. This is not about money anymore and this is a big deal.

"Mr. Su is being ridiculous. I don't deserve the mood of this painting. I really can't take it. You can take it back. When the three little mice have offspring, remember to send me a few." Murong Qin smiled and resigned, with a firm attitude, and refused to accept anything, making Su Jing feel not good enough to force him. He was helpless in his heart. Why is it so difficult to give a gift these days.

"Mr. Su. I have a question. Are these two lines added later in the lower right corner?" Xie Lao, the tall and thin old man, suddenly pointed to the two lines in the lower right corner of the landscape painting and asked. What he wrote on it was: a song for guiding the mountain and a bottle for leaning to the North Sea.

"What, has it affected the painting?" Su Jing didn't answer the question and asked one back.

"In general, later inscriptions will affect the value of the painting more or less. Unless the identity of the inscription or the calligraphy is extraordinary. These words are written very well and are in line with the artistic conception, that is to say, not only does it not subtract from the picture, it adds to it. I'm just wondering if you had it before you bought it, or added it later … " Xie Lao said this and suddenly stopped. After watching Su Jing for a while, he said something without a reason, "My little friend's surname is Su? Your name is Su Jing."

"Yes." Su Jing was surprised that Xie Lao knew his name.

"It turned out to be you, no wonder. These two sentences are yours, right? Teacher He Ruixiang mentioned you to me many times, and I have seen the couplets you wrote. I have wanted to meet you for a long time now and I have finally met you today. Your calligraphy has made some progress and you can be called a master of calligraphy. Teacher He Ruixiang will surely be glad to see it." Xie Laoha smiled as he spoke.

"You are overpraising me." Su Jing suddenly realized that this old man had heard of himself from Teacher He.

Murong Qin, Liu Hong, and others, based on Xie Lao's conversation with Su Jing, can understand what is going on. They were surprised to find that despite being so young, Su Jing had such calligraphic accomplishments. From their perspective, they could not see that the two lines were added later. They had thought that the original painter must have added them to raise the grade of the painting.

"Do you have any other calligraphy creations for me to see more of, or to show?" Mr. Xie asked. Murong Qin and Liu Hong are also looking towards him.

"I happen to have some." Su Jing said, he practiced the characters on the waste paper from Immortal World every day, and his calligraphy has almost reached that kind of artistic conception. In recent days, he practiced the words "sword intent" from the Desolate Era Universe which made the artistic conception of calligraphy more profound. Naturally, the inscriptions on landscape paintings are intentionally controlled and do not contain a word intent. However, this makes the artistic conception discounted. Compared with the text containing the sword intent, these two lines have no value at all.

Su Jing thought that the calligraphy from "Desolate Era » Universe can't be shown to people as it may frighten people to death. No one can even read the words that contain the word "Sword Intent" written by himself. For example, the bald middle-aged man at the door last time was scared shitless after reading them. But if it is a person with a stronger spirit and higher understanding, he may be able to bear it. Once he can bear it, it will bring many benefits. In that case, the words that contain the word "Sword Intent" written by himself will become infinitely useful.

"Let me have a look." "Mr. Xie said.

Su Jing took out a piece of paper from his pants pocket, but holding it in his hand, he hesitated again. Xie Lao was deeply aware of the artistic conception of calligraphy. He should belong to the type of person who has a strong spiritual force and higher understanding, but in case he could not bear it. Wouldn't it make him embarrassed in front of everyone? Even if he showed it to him in private, he would lose his attitude, I'm afraid he could not spare himself.

"Why, reluctant to show it to me?" Xie Lao laughed.

"It's ok not to show Old Xie, but at least show it to me." Murong Qin laughs.

"It's my pleasure to be able to let you appreciate what I've written, but I've been writing so harshly lately that your mind and heart may be affected or even overwhelmed." Su Jing puts it mildly.

"Oh, my heart will be affected? Are you kidding an old man?" Xie Lao laughed. How many paintings and calligraphy have he admired and in all that time he had never heard of calligraphy so sharp that it affected people's minds. This is reality, not fantasy .

"I am not lying to you." Su Jing didn't hand out the paper in his hand.

At this time, someone suddenly reached out with one hand and snatched the paper from Su Jing's hand, it was Zhu Yizhi. In fact, if Su Jing wants to hide the paper, no one would be able to take it from him. There aren't any people who can grab things from his hand without him being aware of it. However, when he saw this Zhu Yizhi, he let him take the paper intentionally.

Zhu Yizhi shook the paper in his hand and said, "Why are you pretending so much. Isn't it just a few words on a paper, can't it be seen?" He is still waiting to give his gift to Mr. Murong, Seeing Su Jing dragging on for so long, as if he were a protagonist, has really made him impatient. In particular, Su Jing even kept on showing up in front of Murong Xian'er, which made him feel even more intolerable, he wanted to find the opportunity to offer his hospitality to Murong Xian'er.

While talking, he unrolled the paper on his hand and looked at the words on it. Su Jing looked on the scene with interest and didn't stop him. He wanted to try if someone could bear it. Since this guy took the initiative to be an experimental rat, he will let him be one. Su Jing also hoped that he could succeed and make a good start. (To be continued ~ ^ ~)

"It's just a few words, why are you behaving as if they are amazing." Zhu Yizhi said while unfolding the paper in his hand. He looked at the paper and his original disdainful look disappeared quickly and was replaced by panic.

"Ahhh!" After Zhu Yizhi paused for a while, he suddenly screamed and fell down on the ground, he dropped the paper and crawled back desperately, a yellowish liquid flowed from his crotch area and the smell of urine spread in the area.

"What the fuck, what did this guy do?" Liu Qing was stunned and everyone around him was also stunned. What the hell happened, the guy who was just behaving so arrogantly suddenly became frightened. Everyone smelled the bad smell and they couldn't help covering their noses.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"He suddenly went crazy when he saw the piece of paper. Is it really what Su Jing said, that his words are too harsh and will affect people's minds?"

"How could that be too evil?"

"Young Master Zhu, Young Master Zhu, are you okay." A handsome young man took a few young people up and wanted to help Zhu Yizhi. They couldn't believe everything that had happened in front of them. Zhu Yizhi, who was always fearless was reduced to this state, What happened?

"Waa…" Zhu Yizhi started crying, snotting and tearing, completely losing his image.

"Young Master Zhu, we are going." The handsome young man and others felt that their old faces had been lost by Zhu Yizhi, and they hurriedly helped Zhu Yizhi to leave with them. If they stayed any longer than they wouldn't have any fae to show. When walking over the piece of paper on the ground, the handsome young man glanced down. When this paper was thrown out by Zhu Yizhi, the word written on it was facing the ground, so he couldn't see the word now. He hesitated for a second and looked at Su Jing and his curiosity was finally eliminated. Without picking up the piece of paper to look at it, he helped Zhu Yizhi out of the crowd.

"Is your writing really so terrible?" Mr. Xie was dumbfounded. Liu Hong, Murong Qin, Murong Xian'er, Zhu Jianhua, Liu Rin, Shi Qing, Liu Qing, Wang Yan, and others looked at Su Jing in disbelief.

"I already said it before, it will affect the mind." Su Jing shrugged. He thought that Zhu Yizhi's performance was really disappointing. If he knew that he was so vulnerable, he wouldn't have let him see it, everyone in the crowd is scared now.

"I don't believe it," Xie Lao said. He went up two steps and leaned down to pick up the paper.

"Old Lao, be careful," Su Jing said and Xie Lao didn't reply and he still picked up the piece of paper. He couldn't accept it and didn't think that there was really a word in the world that affected the mind of others because of the mood of the writer and if there is such a word than he must see it.

So, Mr. Xie opened the paper and only glanced at it before taking a step back, sweat began to drip from his forehead. His face suddenly turned pale. Fortunately, he didn't fall to the ground or urinate. This made Su Jing relieved, otherwise if Xie Lao also collapsed. That won't end well.

"Pop!" Xie Lao suddenly closed the paper and took a few deep breaths, and finally took a deep breath before returning the paper to Su Jing. His eyes were filled with shock and it looked like he had been inspired and said; "I've learned a lot, but you can't easily show it to others."

There was an uproar in the audience. Even Xie Lao was scared and turned pale that and even said these words, that is to say, the little fat young man suddenly cried and urinated himself because of the words on this paper? What words can be so terrible?

"Brother Jing, you are indeed a hero." Liu Qing was so excited that he almost cried out, thinking that Su Jing was indeed an outstanding person outside the world.

"Although I also want to see the above words but seeing the response of the young man and Old Xie and their reaction, I won't dare to look at them as I didn't want to lose face in front of everyone." Murong Qin smiled.

"I'm also feeling a little bit itchy, but this old man still wouldn't take any risk." Liu Hong also laughed.

In fact, most of the people present were thinking that way. Even after seeing the reactions of Zhu Yizhi and Xie Lao, they were still feeling unbelievable. After all, it was too mysterious, so they were curious and wanted to confirm it with their own eyes. However, they didn't have that courage. After all, if they shit themselves in front of everyone, they will lose all of their faces.

Murong Xian'er's face was troubled. She was known to yearn for ancient times and liked Ancient Zither, Ancient Clothes, and Ancient Letters. Naturally, she also liked calligraphy with brush strokes, and the two lines on the landscape paintings had made her eyes light up, so she could not help herself and wanted to look at the words on the paper. However, after a long struggle, she still dare not take such a big risk as she doesn't want her Image ruined in front of so many people.

Many people in the audience couldn't help but look at Su Jing twice, wondering who is this guy? If they are not forced, they must not mess with this guy, or else they will be pranked to death by this guy's words.

"Hurry up and clean this up." A tall, handsome, middle-aged man shouted, and the hotel waiter hurried over with a mop to mop the floor that had been pissed upon by Zhu Yizhi, but there was a trace of urine smell in the air for a long time.

"Make way, make way." At that moment, a group of people rushed to the front. It turned out to be Gu Yue, Gu Yun, Li Xuan, Jiang Shao, and others. They were sweating and looked to be in a bit of hurry.

"Teacher, I wish you a very long life. I'm sorry we came late, there was too much traffic on the road." Gu Yue gasped, and Gu Yun, Li Xuan, and Jiang Shao also came forward to give Murong Qin their good wishes.

"Haha, it's good that you are here. Why are you in such a hurry?" Murong Qin showed a kind smile. He liked Gu Yue very much. Otherwise, he would not have named one of the three masterpieces Moon Whisper and gave it to Gu Yue. Seeing Gu Yue arrive with his daughter and students, he is feeling very happy.

"Hello Teacher Qin," Su Jing spoke.

"A'Jing, you are also here." Gu Yue, Gu Yun, Li Xuan, and Jiang Shao were a little surprised when they saw Su Jing. They didn't expect him to come to the birthday party. Did he also know Old Mister Murong?

"Mr. Su is the creator of" Origin Cultivation Meditation Song "and" A Male Phoenix Seeking For a Female Phoenix ". I have also admired him for a long time, so I sent out an invitation letter, and I'm glad he can come." Murong Qin laughed.

"It seems that the teacher also likes "Origin Cultivation Meditation Song" and "A Male Phoenix Seeking For a Female Phoenix ". Some time ago I also composed a new piece of music. I want to take this festive day and play it for the teacher. " Gu Yue Said.

"Okay." Murong Qin smiled. Nothing would make him happier than hearing a new song. Murong Xian'er also had bright eyes and looked forward to it. Many people waiting around are also looking forward to it. Generally, Gu Yue's performance can only be heard in large-scale classical concerts. Such an opportunity to listen to his new tunes is very rare.

Jiang Shao took the ancient zither on his back, put it on the table, played it for Gu Yue, Su Jing interrupted: "Teacher Qin, I just brought Moon Whisper, I'll go get it."

"That's better." Gu Yue nodded.

Su Jing hurried downstairs and took out Moon Whisper ancient zither from the car, and hurried back to the second floor. He was also looking forward to listening to Gu Yue's new tune.  To be honest, if you put aside his use of spiritual force magic, his zither skills are still far from that of Gu Yue. (to be continued ~ ^ ~)

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