Galactic Garbage Station

Chapter 322: resentment

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Gu Yun spoke eloquently and told a story from the past.

It turns out that when Murong Qin was young, he went abroad to make a living. At that time, China was not that prosperous and powerful, so it was not so respected abroad. Although most foreigners were relatively friendly, there were many exceptions.

Among them, when he was performing in the United States, a well-known piano master made rude remarks to Murong Qin in public, looking down on Chinese people and the guqin. Murong Qin gave a strong refutation of that person and through clever methods Guqin playing won the support of the audience. Later, the piano master was scolded as having no quality, and his popularity plummeted. Therefore, the piano master hated Murong Qin even more.

After many years, the piano master turned out to be the president of a famous music company, and even came to China. Gaoxin hired Qin Lai and wanted to poach Qin Lai away. He looked down on the guqin but wanted to poach the guqin player. The sinister purpose was obvious. Qin Lai knew clearly about Murong Qin's relationship with that man and that he looked down on Chinese people, but he couldn't stand the temptation of money and joined that company.

Because of that incident, Murong Qin and Qin Lai turned against each other and stayed away from each other until they died. However, they did not expect that on Murong Qin's eightieth birthday, Qin Lai would actually show up and play a song intentionally, as if to declare a challenge.

"Qin Lai, since the day you betrayed your teacher, you are not worthy of using this piano, let alone any piano skills. All your piano skills were not taught by your teacher. Without a teacher, you would be where you are today." Gu Yue Leng coldly.

"I'm not here to quarrel with you. Why should I be so angry when we meet after so many years? I still say the same thing, whether it is the guqin or the piano, it is just a means after all. Making money is the most important thing. For To repay the teacher's kindness, I also said that I would send a sum of money back every year, but it's a pity that the teacher doesn't want it." Qin Lai said lightly.

"It's fine if you join another American music company, but do you know who you are with? That person doesn't look down on us Chinese at all, and he also looks down on our teachers." Gu Yue said angrily.

"So what, I respect the contract very much. Once you sign the contract, you will pay properly." Qin Laihun shrugged nonchalantly.

"It seems that after so many years, you still haven't changed. What's the purpose of your coming today? If you still have some conscience, you shouldn't come here to disrupt the teacher's eightieth birthday." Gu Yue said.

"I just came here to support you as requested by my boss. My boss should be here soon." Qin Lai smiled. At this moment, a loud voice sounded from the stairs, speaking pure English, "Dear friends, Good evening, my name is Hansen. As for Qin Lai, I don’t think I need to introduce him. He was originally just a third-rate guqin player, but because he came to study in the United States, he has now become a first-rate music master in the world. Famous and rich in income. Unfortunately, he has been learning crappy things like Chinese guqin since he was a child, and his talent has been limited. If he had learned piano, he would have been a hundred times better."

A tall, elderly Caucasian man strode over, followed by several young men and women. Even those who don't understand English can tell by his tone and look on his face that he has bad intentions. And those who understood the English part, and those who listened to the translation, including Su Jing, Zhu Jianhua, Xie Lao, Liu Hong, Liu Qing, Shi Qing, Liu Yin, Murong Xianer and others, all showed their faces. Angry face. Even some American friends present frowned.

"Why is this man like this? He is a disgrace to us Americans."

"That is, you cannot lift yourself up by belittling others. This will only appear to be of low quality."

"You guys who don't understand the guqin at all should stop gesticulating here. You are so shameless." Murong Xian'er walked out and said in a cold tone. Murong Qin, on the other hand, looked particularly calm at this time, with a very calm expression and did not speak. He believed that with Gu Yue, granddaughter, and Su Jing present, even if he didn't take action, these people wouldn't be able to escape.

"Although I disdain to learn guqin, it doesn't mean that I don't understand. I know better than you even if I just learn it casually. The piece Qin Lai just played was learned from us in the United States. Isn't this the best proof? However, , To be honest, a broken thing like the guqin is barely a musical instrument and cannot be compared with the piano at all. Murong Qin, you better not mislead the younger generation and let the younger generations learn the piano." Hansen stood in front of Qin Lai Beside him, he patted Qin Lai on the shoulder and said, his tone still very harsh.

"Hansen, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so aggressive. You are so old. Aren't you worried that you will be too angry? Guqin and piano are two different instruments. There is no distinction between them. As a musician, you can't even do this. If you don't understand, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by musicians all over the world?" Murong Qin said calmly.

"That's right, a self-righteous guy." Murong Xian'er said.

"Why are you angry with people like this? Since they look down on the guqin, just use the guqin to compete with them." At this time, Su Jing came out and said. His face looked very calm, as if humans and animals were harmless, but he knew Su Jing's friends Zhu Jianhua and Shi Qing knew that Su Jing was too lazy to get angry, and the other party would be in danger.

"What kind of competition is this? Even if we play better, they won't recognize it, and they don't understand it either." Murong Xianer wrinkled her nose and said, of course she thought about using the guqin to talk, but the problem is with things like qin music. You may not be able to directly tell your superiority. No matter how well you play, the other party may deny you or even regard you as worthless.

"Yeah, I don't think I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so I might as well ask the security guards to drive them away," Gu Yue said.

"Leave it to me, I don't want them to deny it." Su Jing gave Murong Xian'er a comforting look, took the moon chanting guqin, sat down opposite Qin Lai and Hansen, and said, "I know you are aiming for Mr. Murong is here, but I don’t care what you do next, I just ask, since you despise the guqin, do you dare to listen to me play a piece and compare it with you?"

Hansen couldn't understand what Su Jing said, but there was a translator next to him who quickly translated Su Jing's words into English. After hearing this, Hansen glanced at Su Jing and sneered: "I don't have time to bother you." Naturally, he came here for Murong Qin, but he didn't want to spend too much time on Murong Qin's disciple. He still has some moves yet to be unleashed.

"You probably don't dare. Once I play it, it will look like the piece you just played is rubbish." Su Jing sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, it doesn't matter if I ask you to play a piece of music to compare, just think of it as torturing your ears." Hansen had an angry look on his face.

"Who is your Excellency?" Qin Lai looked at Su Jing and showed doubts. Because, even if Murong Qin didn't take action, there were still Murong Xianer and Gu Yue present, how could this guy get his turn

"He is my student, Su Jing." Gu Yue introduced proudly.

"I see, but your piano skills are not as good as mine. Is it appropriate to let your students come out?" Qin Lai said with a smile.

"You'll know later whether it's suitable or not," Gu Yue said.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started." Hansen said impatiently.

"As you wish." Su Jing put her hands on top of the strings, suddenly lowered her hands, and plucked her fingers rapidly. A burst of rapid piano sounds sounded, which instantly stimulated the minds of everyone present, and everyone's pores suddenly stood up.