Sweeping the heavens at the beginning

Yang Wenxin looked more and more annoyed at the phone call, hung up immediately, and blocked the phone number directly.

Such scumbags must be severely punished.

Then Yang Wenxin stopped paying attention to the mobile phone and continued to work.

Until lunch time, Chen Xi made a phone call:
"Wen Xin, my cousin has been depressed these two days. I plan to take him to listen to music to relieve his boredom. It just so happens that there is a very famous musician in Yangcheng. I asked someone to invite him here. You should come too."

If my girlfriend invited me, why would Yang Wenxin not go?
Immediately, he hurried out the door and went straight to Chen Xi's house.

When they arrived at Chen Xi's house, the musician was nowhere to be seen.

"Has the musician not come yet?" Yang Wenxin asked with a frown.

Chen Xi said with a bitter face: "Oh, Master Li Yue suddenly said that he wants us to go to Chongba Hotel, and we will pay for all expenses!"

The Chongba Hotel was the venue of the last computer conference, and it was naturally quite luxurious, and staying there for one night would cost tens of thousands of dollars.

"Hey, who makes someone a master? Whatever they say is what they say!" Chen Xi shook his head, with a helpless expression, "Besides, the deposit has already been paid, so it's not appropriate not to go!"

Although Yang Wenxin was dissatisfied in his heart, he also knew that Wang Yanran's mood should be the most important at this moment, so he said immediately:

"In that case, let's go. It just so happens that Brother Bai gave me a consumer card here, and there should be tens of thousands of dollars in deposits in it!"

Hotel consumption card?Yang Wenxin didn't. After all, he already had a place to live in Yangcheng. Why did Baishan give him this?

It's just that in order not to let Chen Xi spend the money wrongly, Yang Wenxin can only say this, and he will pay the bill by himself.

The three of them soon drove to Chongba Hotel.

"Miss Chen, why are you so slow? Do you know that my time is precious!"

Just when I met the musician named Li Wu, I heard a lot of nagging, "Oh, if it weren't for the fact that you are a little girl, the old man would not have waited for you!"

old man?Yang Wenxin couldn't help being amused when he looked at the man in his forties who was dying of illness.

"The money you gave me is only enough to listen to it for one hour, please enjoy it now!" Li Wu finished speaking, took out a guzheng and put it on the table, and wanted to start.

But before he could do anything, Chen Xi suddenly stopped him: "Master Li, didn't we agree that it would be two hours?"

In order to invite Li Wu to perform for her cousin, Chen Xi spent tens of thousands of yuan in just two hours. Now that the time has been cut in half like this, how can Chen Xi agree?

"Hmph, little girl, why didn't you say that you asked me to wait here for you?" Li Wu sneered, with a sarcasm on his face.

"Obviously you changed the location suddenly!" Chen Xi retorted with a small mouth.

But who would have thought that this action would attract accusations from Li Wu: "I am a master of the generation, you actually want me to come to your house to play the piano?"

Yang Wenxin, who was on the side, became more and more dissatisfied the more he listened, and immediately snorted coldly: "I don't have much ability, and I really have a lot of airs!"

"What are you talking about, kid!" Li Wu frowned instantly.

Over the years, Li Wu has traveled all over Kyushu with his guzheng skills. Many people have surrendered to his guzheng, and there are not a few dignitaries who invite him to play and sing every day.

Now, even a brat would dare to accuse him.

"What? Don't tell me that you, a Parkinson's patient, can play the piano well!"

The most important thing about Guzheng is a steady hand. The more stable the hand, the more accurate the tune can be played. As early as when we first met, Yang Wenxin had already seen that Li Wude was suffering from mild Parkinson's disease.

"How...how did you know?"

Li Wu was taken aback for a moment, with an incredulous expression on his face.

He didn't tell anyone about this matter, the main reason why he would perform for Chen Xi and the others today was because he was suffering from Parkinson's disease, and he was afraid that those dignitaries would be able to hear that there was something wrong with his piano.

Now, he only dares to play for people who don't understand music theory!

"Hmph, even if I have Parkinson's disease, the music I play is still the best!" Li Wu suddenly shouted hysterically.

As he spoke, Li Wu's hands were like eagles, and he gently grabbed the guzheng.

In an instant, the guzheng made a clank sound.

"It sounds good..."

Chen Xi listened to the sound coming from the zither, enjoying it.

On the contrary, Yang Wenxin really disagreed. He had the knowledge of music theory from the system, and the moment the tune came out, he knew that Li Wu had been disabled by Parkinson.

Due to Parkinson's reason, this musician Li made a lot of taboos about guzheng.

"Musician, when playing an octave, I like to pull up the strings with my hands, and the tune that comes out like this is ugly!"

Suddenly, Wang Yanran, who had been sullen all this time, suddenly spoke up, her face filled with righteous indignation.

Yang Wenxin nodded. Li Wu had indeed committed this problem. Parkinson made it impossible for him to fully control the power in his hand, causing him to subconsciously pull up the strings every time.

"You nonsense, old man, old man didn't!" Li Wu was about to cry at that time, he knew that he had this problem, but he didn't want to admit it at all, "You little girl, you don't understand anything, just talking nonsense here!"

"You're just talking nonsense. I learned guzheng for five years when I was a child, so I can still hear it!" Wang Yanran didn't give in at all.

After spending 1 yuan, let me listen to this?

The more Li Wu thought about it, the more angry he got, he stood up and ran to Wang Yanran, waved his hands and wanted to fall.

But the next moment, Li Wu only felt a sharp pain in his hand, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Wenxin had already grabbed his arm: "You want to hit someone?"

Li Wu looked at Yang Wenxin's size and knew that he was no match for Yang Wenxin, so he immediately said: "She insulted the old man!"

"You blame others for your own problems?" Yang Wenxin sneered and shook Li Wu's arm away.

"Hmph, are you very strong? You don't know anything about music, so you deserve to blame me?"

Li Wu scolded aggressively, "If you have the ability, you can also play a song!"

"Okay, but you have to promise me that you will get your money back if you lose!"

In order to invite Li Wu to play a piece of music, he threw out 1 yuan for nothing, Yang Wenxin really felt a little worthless!
"Okay, if you play well, I will give you one hundred thousand extra!"

Hearing that Li Wu agreed, Yang Wenxin didn't hesitate, and walked directly towards the guzheng.

After sitting upright, separate your legs, step on the pedal of the fixed zither frame with your right foot, look down slightly with your head, stretch out your hands naturally according to the fingering at the beginning of the music, and get ready to play.

A series of movements, so smooth and flowing, made the three people in front of them a little dumbfounded.

"Hmph, what's the use of a beautiful flower shelf, the real thing is something that pops up nicely!" Li Wu sneered.