At noon, several luxury cars parked in front of a luxury villa in Zhongyun City.
Bodyguards, Wang Siya, Wang Zhuo, a tall middle-aged man, and a tall old man, got off the cars. One of them, a tall old man, was helped out of the car by Wang Siya. It is not necessary to guess that he is Wang Xuanji, the patriarch of the Wang Family.
Although Su Jing promised to play the zither for Old Master Wang, it would take more than a day to get to and fro from Beijing. Before the building was built and decorated, Su Jing could not go. Otherwise, the garbage may fall down on that day, which might cause a lot of problems.
After discussing with Wang Zhuo and Wang Siya, it was finally decided that their father should 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. Anyway, the round trip would only take two hours.
“Little Zhou, what about Mr. Su?” asked the burly middle-aged man.
“I called him. He’ll be right over.” “Wang Zhuo said.
“Shall I fetch him?” said the burly middle-aged man.
“A’Jing isn’t such a fussy person. He said he’ll drive, so you don’t have to pick him up.” Wang Zhuo smiled.
“I hope the sound of Mr. Su’s zither is really so magical as you have said. Otherwise, the long journey by plane and car is not good for your health.” A middle-aged doctor with a medical box was not satisfied. When he first heard that he was going to live in Zhongyun City for a song, he objected to it. Some songs may have a certain effect on sleep, but after all, they could not compete with medical treatment.
“Dr. Liu, I am not yet old enough to get put down by only this much. Besides, it might be worth the journey.” Wang Xuanji smiled freely. Yesterday, he had heard that the player of Origin Cultivation Meditation Song was a young man. He was amazed. Later, he heard that the same young man also had some cooperated with his son and daughter. He also heard about Su Jing’s various industries and abilities, so he was very curious about the young man. Even if he doesn’t listen to the zither, he wanted to meet the young man.
“Let’s settle down as soon as we can.” The middle-aged doctor was helpless.
“That young man’s ancient zither accomplishments were truly unfathomable. “The Origin Meditation Song is indeed a Divine Song, but I have some doubts about the treatment of insomnia anorexia.” “Said an old man in a robe. It was ancient zither performer Qin Ru.
“Ha-ha, we will know when we see it.” Wang Xuanji smiled. He knew Qin Ru from his early years as he was an old friend. He had been invited to play the Origin Cultivation Meditation Song before, but even Qin Ru could not achieve that kind of charm and no hypnotic effect. For Qin Ru, a piano enthusiastic, it is estimated that in his heart, in addition to admiration, he cannot accept the fact that a young man is better than him.
After a while, Su Jing drove up. 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 look up and down at him, and then a glimmer of admiration flashed in his eyes. As a soldier, he saw at a glance that Su Jing foundations are very good.
“Brother Zhuo, I’m sorry I’m late. There was a traffic jam.” Su Jing said.
“No. We didn’t get off long ago.” Wang Zhuo smiled and pointed to the burly middle-aged man and said, “This is my eldest brother Wang Ding.”
“Hello, Big Brother Wang.” Su Jing is very polite.
“Hello, since Little Zhou calls you A’Jing, can I also call you A’Jing?” Wang Ding said.
“Of course.” Su Jing nodded and smiled.
“Go inside, please.” “Wang Ding called,” Su Jing carried ancient zither on his back, and the three of them entered the hall together. They saw Wang Siya and Wang Xuanji, too. Su Jing knew that Wang Siya was the sister of Wang Zhuo, but he was still surprised seeing her here.
“Young man, you are Su Jing.” Wang Xuanji quickly looked at Su Jing.
“Yes, Hello Old Master Wang.” Su Jing nodded.
“Hello, please sit down.” Wang Xuanji’s smile was kind.
Su Jing also sat down politely and laid the ancient zither on the table without much concern to the others. Qin Ru glanced at it, but suddenly his pupils shrank and he cried out in surprise: “Moon Whisper.”
Wang Family was stunned and wondered why Qin Ru was so excited.
“Does Old Mister know Moon Whisper?” Su Jing laughed, this ancient zither is Gu Yue’s Moon Whisper. After listening to Su Jing playing that day, Gu Yue offered to give Su Jing the ancient zither, saying that the zither would not be buried in Su Jing’s hands. Su Jing heard that the ancient zither had a lot of origins and refused to accept anything, but Gu Yue was insistent and finally, Su Jing could only defer to his fate and accept it.
“Of course I know, but isn’t it in Gu Yue’s hands? Why is it in your hands now?” Qin Ru was surprised.
“Teacher Qin gave it to me?” Su Jing said.
“How is that possible?” Qin Ru was even more surprised.
“Why, what’s the origin of this zither?” Wang Xuanji asked.
“It’s a big deal, it is one of Mr. Murong’s three masterpieces.” Qin Ru said that and this made Wang Xuanji and Wang Siya breathe a cool breath. If you know something about ancient zither, you will know Mr. Murong. He is not only a master of ancient zither but also a master of making ancient zither. All the ancient zither he made are treasures and three of his works are masterpieces of which one is in right front of their eyes. Qin Ru lamented, “it seems that Gu Yue is also impressed by you, otherwise it would be impossible for him to give you the Moon Whisper.”
“It’s Teacher Qin’s kindness.” Su Jing said modestly.
“Can you play a tune now?” Qin Ru’s eyes are slightly brighter.
“Yes, but this first tune, I want to play for Old Master Wang, so please can Old Master Wang lie down in bed?” Su Jing said.
“Can’t we sit here?” Old Master Wang wondered.
“You will definitely be asleep after listening to my tune. Does Old Master Wang not want to lie down?” Su Jing smiled.
“Big talk, Young man.” Qin Ru and Dr. Liu both raise their eyebrows. Some soothing music is indeed conducive to sleep, but for patients with severe insomnia and anorexia, it is difficult to have any effect. If it can occasionally play a role in helping sleep, it is still possible.
Not only Qin Ru and Dr. Liu, but also Wang Zhuo and Wang Siya want to remind Su Jing if there is a slip of the tongue.
“I am not talking big.” Su Jing is full of confidence.
“Oh, boy, I’ll try to see if it’s really so godly. Little Zhou, which room is mine?” Wang Xuanji is very interested. He feels that Su Jing is not talking big and he is absolutely confident.
“Dad, this one.” Wang Zhuo said, leading Wang Xuanji to a spacious room, Su Jing and others followed.
“Irrelevant people doesn’t need to be here.” Su Jing said.
“We will listen to you and will not bother you.” How could Qin Ru leave?
“It’s up to you.” Su Jing shrugged and put down the ancient zither Moon Whisper on the table, he sat down and put his hands gently on it, and the zither sounded, but to everyone’s surprise, it was obviously not Origin Cultivation Meditation Song, but another song. (to be continued ^)
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he should have also taught mc how to take care of a zither
another braindead doctor, the tune literally got old wang to sleep a few days ago, but now he’s acting as if it never happened