The wives who played cards with Mrs. Song gathered around and said one after another.
Although Mrs. Song doesn't know piano, her two daughters have learned piano and violin.
Seeing how delicate this konghou is, she couldn't help liking it.
She lightly touched the strings with her hand, and said cleverly, "It's a Guzheng, an expensive Guzheng."
"I heard that Missy can play Guzheng, why not let her show her hands in front of us." Someone suggested.
Mrs. Song raised her head, and glanced at Gu Yanhao and Master Gu indiscriminately.
"Jiuyue, I remember that Grandpa Gu likes to listen to piano music. And there are so many relatives and friends here today, you should play a song for them, as a birthday present for your father."
In fact, when Song Jiuyue saw this piano, her hands were already itchy.
Besides designing clothes, she prefers music.
She can play piano, violin, and guzheng.
When she is free, she plays music and finds inspiration for designs.
Hearing Mrs. Song's words now, she looked at everyone with some embarrassment, "I only know a little about guzheng."
"Sister, you are too modest. I know best whether you understand guzheng or not." Song Jiumei pushed Song Jiuyue up while speaking.
Song Jiuyue glanced at Gu Yanhao who was sitting on the sofa with Song Wuyou with a smile on her face.
They were looking at her.
Song Jiuyue thought to herself that she wanted to show her perfect self in front of Young Master Gu and Grandpa Gu.
She wants them to know that she is better than Song Wuyou!
Let them know that Song Wuyou is nothing but a good-looking face and a good figure!
She wanted Song Wuyou to feel even more inferior and useless!
To make her see clearly that she is not good enough for Young Master Gu!
Mrs. Song came over and took Song Jiuyue's hand, and said with a smile, "Mom hasn't heard you play the guzheng for a long time. This guzheng was sent by your uncle Yang."
"Although it's a birthday present for your dad, I think he gave it to you. Don't disappoint your Uncle Yang, you have to behave well today."
The word performance has many meanings.
"Then I'll make a fool of myself." Song Jiuyue sat in front of the piano case dignifiedly and gracefully.
She is slim, with a sweet smile, which makes Song Nan's friends want their son to marry her.
Those who don't have daughters want to recognize her as their goddaughter.
Song Jiuyue raised her arm, stroking the strings with her slender fingers.
Suddenly the whole person's expression became a little stiff.
This piano sound... something is wrong.
She kept smiling and stroked gently again.
Strange, what's going on
She looked at the strings, only to realize that these strings were different from the strings of the guzheng she usually played.
Strings vary in thickness, length, and number.
She stroked the other strings lightly, only to find that the strings in the same position as the Guzheng produced very different timbres.
Looking closely, Song Jiuyue felt that this was not a guzheng.
She raised her head, and just when she was about to tell everyone that this is not a guzheng, she suddenly met Master Gu's expectant eyes.
She was taken aback, did she want to let him down
She shifted her gaze to Gu Yanhao, who was sitting gracefully against the sofa, looking towards her with a half-smile.
It seems that they are also waiting to appreciate her playing.
She glanced at everyone present again, and they were all looking at her.
Now she says she can't play this kind of piano, are they disappointed? Will you laugh at her