Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the man who was in his twenties, but they saw that it was just a young man in his twenties, and everyone was sweating...

But the old man was a little unhappy. The thousand-year-old guqin that he had passed down for two hundred years was actually called a copy. This made the old man not angry, let alone that it has been verified by modern archaeologists and authoritative organizations. There will never be any comments on copy. Ye Chenfeng's words are undoubtedly slandering and spreading rumors. (Accessed by mobile phone:.)

"Young man, do you mean that this is a fake one?!" the old man stared at Ye Chenfeng and said,

Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "I didn't say it is fake."

Everyone was sweating. Since you said that this thousand-year-old guqin is a copy, that is, it is fake. Now you say that it is not fake, wouldn’t it be contradictory?

"Then why do you say it is a copy? I hope to explain it in detail." The old man said.

"He is indeed a copy, but not a modern copy, but a copy from a thousand years ago, that is, a copy made by Lei Wei, the first generation of the piano-making family, a thousand years ago."

Unbelievable!

It's so incredible. Do you know the imitation from a thousand years ago? Everyone dared not agree with it, thinking that it was Ye Chenfeng who was talking nonsense.

Qin Lan thought it was Ye Chenfeng who was playing the role of sensationalism. Who could verify this thousand years ago? It wasn't you just letting you talk nonsense.

"No proof, the empty mouth and white tongue seem to be hard to believe." The old man said on behalf of everyone's voice.

"I wonder if you have heard of "The Ancient Relics." Ye Chenfeng said.

"The ancient sound?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it. What do you mean is that my nine rings of repetitions are imitating the so-called ancient repetitions?"

Ye Chenfeng was about to speak, but saw the middle-aged beautiful woman Professor Mei and said anxiously with shock and shock: "What did you say? The ancient relic sound? Are you sure it is the nine ring relic sound that imitates the ancient relic sound, rather than the ancient relic sound that imitates the nine ring relic sound that imitates the nine ring relic sound?"

Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "No, have you heard of it?"

Professor Mei walked forward a few steps closer to Ye Chenfeng, and said in an incredible tone: "Not only have I heard of it, I have a handful of them at home..."

Before Professor Mei finished speaking, Ye Chenfeng was shocked and said in disbelief: "Are you sure the guqin in your home is Taigu Yiyin?"

"The name of the guqin is indeed Taigu Yiyin, but it may be fake..." Professor Mei Hao Ran smiled and seemed a little uncomfortable.

Ye Chenfeng said hurriedly: "Fake it? Is it impossible to pluck it, there is not even a slight sound?"

"Yes, the seven strings of the piano are like straight iron wire, and they cannot be pulled at all." Professor Mei was a little surprised at how Ye Chenfeng knew about this problem. The guqin was bought by her grandfather at a street stall selling antiques in Luoyang. She knew it could not be plucked at that time, but she saw the appearance of a strange and simple one, so she bought it and placed it at home as an artifact to watch...

Ye Chenfeng confirmed again: "Is there a small golden rune with sixteen thumbs on the piano's surface? "Ancient magical artifacts, sounds that have been left for thousands of years, all living things, follow my orders."

All living things must listen to the orders of this guqin. It’s such a big tone!

Everyone was shocked!

Professor Mei nodded in surprise.

"Hahaha……"

Ye Chenfeng laughed loudly, his expression seemed extremely excited: "The divine object is covered with dust, this is the divine object is covered with dust. Professor Mei, the ancient relic sound is true, but ordinary people cannot pluck it..."

Professor Mei was a little unbelievable that the ancient Yiyin that was bought by his grandfather as an ornamental product was true, but he had to believe it because Ye Chenfeng said it in detail, so he could not have had such a thorough understanding of an unknown fake.

After calming down his shock, Professor Mei asked, "What is the origin of this ancient idiom?" Professor Mei was a little expectant, and others became interested when they heard it. Obviously, they basically believed Ye Chenfeng's previous saying that the Nine-ring idiom was a copy.

The production time and the creator of the ancient sound are no longer possible to determine, but the body of the piano is made of the most solid core of rare Yin and Yang wood, and will never break for thousands of years. The strings are made of ice silk for thousands of years, with swords and swords, and water and fire...

Legend has it that if you get the piano, you can get the whole world!

No matter whether this matter is true or false, at least getting this ancient relic can increase your own strength. Of course, the premise is that you have to understand the rhythm.

Ye Chenfeng's master, the Seven-Missar Old Man, has been a powerful man for the rest of his life. He is the only regret that he has not found this legendary ancient sound. He still occasionally rises with Ye Chenfeng, allowing Ye Chenfeng to pay attention to the whereabouts of the ancient sound in the future...

Lei Wei, the maker of Jiuhuan Yiyin, learned from the production process of the ancient Yiyin from some unknown way, and was actually copied. Although it is not as magical as the ancient Yiyin, its production process is the best in the world, attracting a large number of martial arts people who understand music to flock to it. After hundreds of years, after many twists and turns, one of the nine Yiyin was transferred to the hands of the seven-character old man. He was close to the water tower, and Ye Chenfeng naturally often plucked it...

I searched for it without any effort to find it!

Unexpectedly, the master struggled to pursue the ancient Yiyin hundreds of years ago and had no results in his life. Unexpectedly, the whereabouts of the ancient Yiyin appeared hundreds of years later. This made Ye Chenfeng not know what to say. Of course, Ye Chenfeng could not tell them these things. Now he is eager to see the legendary ancient Yiyin, but fulfill his master's wishes.

After thinking about it, Ye Chenfeng said slowly: "The origin of the ancient sound is no longer possible, but what is certain is that this guqin is determined to be more than a thousand years, and its value is naturally immeasurable..."

Ye Chenfeng did not express the magic of the ancient Yiyin, but only expressed the scope that ordinary people could accept.

"Professor Mei, congratulations on having a real divine object." The old man in his seventies sighed a little.

Professor Mei smiled and said, "It's just an antique, and it can't be pulled out. Unlike your Nine Rings, it can be plucked at least."

"Min is just a copy of your imitation, not worth mentioning." The old man sighed inwardly, as if he was discouraged because his Nine Rings of the Repellent Voice was a copy.

"The old man should not belittle himself. Although Jiuhuan Yiyin is a copy, at that time, it was also an immortal object that was beyond the reach of famous masters. How many people asked for money but could not get it. Now if they meet someone who truly knows the goods, it would be priceless."

Ye Chenfeng did not comfort the old man, but the fact that few people can pluck the Nine Rings of Sounds because they have not met internal practitioners who understand music. Only the meticulous spiritual sense of the internal practitioners can control the ancient and mysterious sounds of the Nine Rings of Sounds of Sounds, and at the same time they can play some of their wonderful functions. The reason why those who are not internal practitioners can control the music is also because of their high talent and grasp of music.

After Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, the old man's eyes lit up, as if he was losing again, and he said with a smile: "That's good, that's good, then start now, who will come first."

Speaking of this issue, everyone became more interested, but no one stood up to try it out, because they all knew that this thousand-year-old guqin was not so easy to conquer, and wanted to learn some experience from others when they tried it out.

The old man obviously encountered this problem often. Knowing their mood, he naturally had a way to deal with it, so he made a lottery decision.

Soon, after the lottery was completed, the first old man named Qiu, who was about fifty years old, came on stage with a nervous mood.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head and sighed: "No matter how good your piano skills are, you can tell from your current state of mind that failure is undoubtedly true."

Although Ye Chenfeng's words were sharp, the old man seemed to be awakened after hearing this. He sat there and closed his eyes, calmed down his mood, and then slowly stretched out his hands...

Dang...

The sound of the piano is hoarse and out of tune, like a fork sound made after cracks appear on the body of the piano.

The old man surnamed Qiu seemed not to give up and was still plucking intently. The result could not change the result of failure at all. He had no choice but to give up.

After the second test, the result was even worse, and it was so unbearable. Finally, I muttered that the piano must be broken.

The art is bad and the feng shui is bad, but the old man is driven out directly.

Among the few who tried the hand, the performance of the strong senses and delicate feel was better, but it was also impossible to escape the fate of failure.

This confidence that the other few who had no trials fell to the bottom. They knew that they had the ability to beat the other few, and they were even more difficult to say about the guqin they had just now.

After the sixth tester failed, Professor Mei started to play, and was also a little nervous. As soon as he took two steps, Ye Chenfeng suddenly said to her: "Professor Mei, if you want to perform better, it is best to take off the gold and silver jewelry on her body, especially the watch."

"Why do you do this?" Professor Mei asked in confusion. Even Lin Feirong was also puzzled. However, from Ye Chenfeng's understanding of Jiuhuan Yiyin just now, he still believed that he must have his reason to say this.

"Because the speaker structure of this piano and other pianos is different, when plucking, the sound of metal collision and the sound of watch vibration will also be transmitted along the sound of the piano," Ye Chenfeng explained. In fact, this room is not suitable for plucking.

"So that's it." Professor Mei nodded and took off the bracelet of the watch.

Sure enough, after removing these metal objects, the sound quality was much better than when others were plucked, and it didn't sound so awkward, but the rhythm was as difficult as a wild horse that broke away from reins. It was sharp when it was time to be low, and when it was light and soft... In the end, the whole song was played, and several flash-shot sounds appeared in the middle, which made everyone's eyes lit up. Unfortunately, they were soon drowned in the ordinary sound quality.

The old man in his seventies was a little excited. Although it was just a flash in the pan, this proved that the piano was good, but he had not met the owner who really controlled it.

Applause is thunderous!

Professor Mei bent down to everyone with a smile and thanked them. Although he did not conquer the guqin, it is also worthy of pride that he could awaken the guqin that had been sleeping for hundreds of years. Looking at Ye Chenfeng, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

It was Lin Feirong's turn. As the last one was learned, she also took off the metal object on her body and was about to take steps to try it out, but Ye Chenfeng said to her again: "I forgot all my thoughts, calm my heart, resonate with the notes, and use my heart to experience the changes in the melody and feel them carefully..."

Lin Feirong was stunned when she heard this, and had some vague understanding. She looked at Ye Chenfeng, and a complex light flashed in her eyes. Then she walked towards the piano frame. After concentrating and closing her eyes for a while, her body and mind turned peaceful, her expression turned peaceful, stable and quiet, not influenced by distractions, and she had a kind of elegance far away from the world...

This woman has a very high mood!

Ye Chenfeng nodded secretly. Women with high mood must have a deeper understanding of life.

Dong...

bite……

The sound of the piano is simple and dumb.

Lin Feirong did not start playing the song from the beginning, but simply plucked the tones, as if she was familiar with the rhythm, plucking over and over again...

Dong...the afterglow is lingering, round and simple, the sound quality is perfect, and the sound of nature is flash in the pan...

The old man's face flashed, everyone was in high spirits, but they didn't say anything to disturb him, while Lin Feirong seemed to be sad and happy, forgetting both of us, as if nothing in the world could not ripple in her heart...

Dang...

Next, Lin Feirong started playing the music score...

After a song is finished, the sound of nature appears more and more frequently. Not only does it appear single tone, but the melody coherent with the song appears, just like a stutter suddenly and smoothly uttering a sentence. This is simply incredible.

The applause was thundering again, unprecedentedly warm. Although she did not conquer the guqin, Lin Feirong felt that the applause of several people today made her happy than the applause of tens of thousands on the stage in the past.

"Miss Lin, although you have not succeeded, I want to thank you for bringing me a short auditory feast. I hope you don't give up and look forward to you to release its charm next time. I believe you are the only person who can conquer it." The old man said excitedly.

Lin Feirong stood up from the piano stand with a smile and said, "Thank you for giving Feirong such a high evaluation, but I believe that I am not the only one who can conquer the guqin." After Lin Feirong said that, she looked at Ye Chenfeng, and a trace of inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, with expectations.

Following Lin Feirong's eyes, everyone focused on Ye Chenfeng, but because Ye Chenfeng did not have an assessment, he thought he was not a tester, or he only knew the guqin but did not understand the guiqin skills.

Because people who understand piano skills will not give up this rare trial of the phone, and will not be so calm. There are only two possibilities: one is that they really don’t understand, and the other is that they have a high level of piano skills, but they disdain for this. From the perspective of just now, there are more elements of disdain for this piano. From the perspective of Professor Mei and Lin Feirong, they obviously understand the rhythm. Everyone is looking forward to it, and the old man is even more looking forward to it.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng had no intention of taking action, Lin Feirong rarely smiled at Ye Chenfeng and said, "Does Mr. Ye disdain to take action?"

"It should be because he is afraid of making a fool of himself." Qin Lan said frantically. Ye Chenfeng asked her if she was here to sign an advertisement endorsement, but she had been struggling for a while. After he couldn't figure out why he knew about it, he could only give up with a worry. At this time, he couldn't help but speak excitedly.

"Okay, then let's make a fool of yourself." Ye Chenfeng was helpless. He was forced to learn the piano by his master Qi Jue, but he had been struggling with another nine-ring sound for a long time. Now he still feels a little scary when he thinks about it.

In everyone's expectant eyes, Ye Chenfeng walked towards the piano frame and sat down, his palm along the seven strings, causing a loud buzzing sound...

Experts will know if there is any one at all when they take action!

The old man's eyes lit up, Lin Feirong's beautiful eyes lit up, everyone's eyes lit up, and Qin Lan was stunned!
To be continued...