Be a boss by collecting rent

This is Ji Dong's evaluation.

"That means you can win?"

Xue Yao couldn't help but smile when she heard this.

That afternoon, Mr. Fang hurried back to Kyoto by plane, and contacted Sister Feng's best friend, Nana, to communicate with her.

"What? Got the song? Is it better than Natasha?"

"Are you not sure either?"

"Well, let's talk about it after we meet!"

This time, Sister Feng and Nana met Mr. Fang together. After getting the music score, Sister Feng was completely attracted by just looking at it.

Long time, long time.

She seemed to have lost her soul. Even if Mr. Fang and Nana called her, there was no response at all.

Until, she gradually woke up.

"this song"

"so amazing!"

"I seem to see gold and iron horses in the song, and I see the peerless killing. This is a song of killing!!!"

Seeing this, Mr. Fang couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Sure enough, in today's guqin world, you are No.1."

Mr. Fang exclaimed: "I'm only barely proficient in guqin, so I can't understand the deep meaning of this piece at a glance."

"But Ji Dong said, you can understand."

"It seems now"

He smiled wryly, "It's true that geniuses understand geniuses better."

"Where is my genius?"

Sister Feng smiled a little ashamedly: "However, you said this song is Lin Yi?"

"Which Ji Dong?" Nana was also curious.

"Which Ji Dong is there?"

Mr. Fang didn't hide it: "It's the king of the king, the king of the king, the fast-selling, and the charterer Lin Yi."

"Really him?"

Sister Feng said, "I have a chance after that, so I should thank him very much."

"With this song, even if I'm not sure that I can beat Howard, I'm at least [-]% sure that I won't lose!"

"Thirty percent? Or just won't lose?"

Mr. Fang frowned slightly: "Are you modest? Or"

"It's not a word of modesty." Sister Feng sighed softly: "Mr. Fang, we are all in the industry. You should know that to play a piece of music well, the score is the key, but the same is true for people and instruments."

"Now, there is already a song, and I think it is still qualified."

"Keeper"

"Understood!"

Mr. Fang nodded: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon! I will solve it."

Chapter 337 Murderousness VS Love!

The piano in Howard's video, even amateurs and laymen, can see it at a glance. Its value is absolutely astonishing.

And such an astonishing value often represents extraordinary quality!

"Isn't it just a good Guqin? Just wait, I'll bring it to you tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Fang left.

To be a person, the most important thing is to have a beginning and an end. There is no doubt that Mr. Fang is a person who has a beginning and an end.

Since this matter started because of the music era, and he is the initiator of the project of the music era, then he is naturally responsible for this matter to the end.

It was night, and the city of Kyoto was getting dark.

However, Mr. Fang knocked on an ancient door, and soon the courtyard was brightly lit.

"Old Fang? Why are you willing to come here?"

Inside the door, an old man was overjoyed.

"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if I have nothing to do, so I ask for something!"

Mr. Fang smiled, and said a little embarrassedly: "How about borrowing your piano for a day?"

"This" the old man hesitated.

"It's about the survival of folk music!" Mr. Fang said again.

Hearing this, the old man nodded lightly: "Old Fang, you and I, talking about these things, you will be offended. Isn't it just a piano? I will lend it to you when the time comes!"

Isn't God just a piano?

You, why are you starting to pretend?Are you an ordinary piano? What about you?You can't afford that piano even if you sell me!

The corners of Mr. Fang's mouth twitched, but fortunately, the thing was in his hands

The next day, early in the morning.

Mr. Fang went to meet Sister Feng by car, but the difference was that there were four bodyguards in the car!

And it is obvious from a glance that the strength is extraordinary, and it is definitely not the kind of show.

This directly shocked the two girls.

"Old man, what kind of battle are you doing?"

"Did you come here in an armored vehicle or something? There are four bodyguards?"