A guitar with 1 Guitar Playing Skill, 10000 Surprise Points.
Through the System Store, Fang Yifan bought it directly.
It was a little painful, but in order to save his life and make it easier for him to pick up girls in the future, it was actually quite worth it.
Three seconds after the purchase, a guitar case appeared on the ground.
It looked quite high-end!
Fang Yifan picked it up and walked towards Qiao Yingzi.
"Holy sh * t, Fang Hou, you're not bad. You actually have such a big secret on the roof.”
When Qiao Yingzi saw that there was really a guitar, she was instantly stunned. She jumped up and wanted to carry the guitar over to take a look.
"Go, go, go. Your hands are covered in red oil. Don't dirty my divine artifact.”
Fang Yifan teased with a smile and handed the violin case to Qiao Yingzi.
"Your conscience has been eaten by dogs.”
"My hand is full of red oil, isn't it for you to apply medicine?”
"By the way, where did you get the money to buy a guitar?”
As Qiao Yingzi spoke, she acted like she was playing a prank. She wiped the last bit of red oil on Fang Yifan's chest and did not forget to mock him.
"Tsk tsk, Fang Hou, you're really a monkey. I can't even see your chest muscles.”
"You should practice more.”
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm not as old as you.”
"Get lost!" Qiao Yingzi's expression instantly changed as she kicked Fang Yifan.
He also snatched the guitar case.
Fang Yifan smiled cheekily and dodged directly, finding clothes to put on.
Qiao Yingzi placed the violin case on the ground and quickly found the buckle. She opened it immediately.
The guitar inside was no different from the yellow guitar that Qiao Yingzi usually saw.
But for some reason, Fang Yingzi felt that the texture and lines of this guitar gave people a very comfortable visual feeling.
This time, she did not take it directly. She knew what to do.
It was not a problem for the piano case to be a little dirty, but if the guitar was dirty, Fang Yifan would probably feel heartache.
"Where did you get the money to buy a guitar?" Qiao Yingzi asked.
"Where do you think all that pocket money went?”
Fang Yifan said proudly.
He felt that his ability to make things up was no longer as simple as being proficient.
"How much is that? As an outsider, I can tell that your guitar is definitely not cheap. It's at least five or six hundred, right?”
“……”
Fang Yifan's smile froze. Young lady, do you have some misunderstanding about this guitar?
A guitar worth five to six hundred yuan was an amateur beginner's guitar.
Of course, there were cheaper ones that cost one to two hundred yuan. They could be used decently.
"It's not that expensive. It's 450 yuan. I bought it second-hand at the old goods market.”
Fang Yifan didn't say it with certainty and left some leeway.
"Second-hand is so new?" How could Qiao Yingzi believe that?
"Hai, some people just apply it fresh and buy it back to play a few rounds. When the freshness wears off, they find it too much space at home.”
"If you don't believe me, I'll find a chance to bring you to the old goods market to take a look. There are many new second-hand goods.”
"Let alone a guitar, a piano that costs tens of thousands of yuan can be sold for thousands of yuan.”
"But this also depends on luck."
Fang Yifan explained.
"Then your luck is really good." Qiao Yingzi said half-heartedly.
"Speaking of which, you sure hid it well, Fang Hou. When did you learn how to play the guitar?”
Qiao Yingzi carefully sized up Fang Yifan. She was getting more and more confused about this childhood friend of hers.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was as mischievous as before, she would have thought that he had changed.
"Can't you just practice casually?" Fang Yifan said casually.
"I'm just practicing. Fang Hou, are you stupid or am I stupid?”Qiao Yingzi faked a smile. She did not believe him at all.
"How many times do I have to practice the questions that you just casually practiced and be taught by the teacher step by step before I can understand them?”Fang Yifan asked.
"..." Qiao Yingzi was speechless. It really made sense.
"You might think that learning the guitar is difficult, but I don't think so.”
"Let me give you a comparison. If the difficulty of piano and violin is 5, then the difficulty of guitar is 1.”
" Let's learn about entry-level instruments."
Fang Yifan explained vividly.
"I know, hurry up and start!"
Qiao Yingzi didn't seem to understand what he was saying, so she didn't dwell on it.
She just wanted to hear how Fang Hou would sing that poem.
His curiosity was bursting. It was too amazing. Fang Hou could actually write poems and songs.
Fang Yifan picked up the guitar and hung it on his shoulder.
"Ding! [The host has received 1 guitar playing skill. Master level has been upgraded to Control level.]”
In an instant, Fang Yifan had a mysterious feeling. He felt that he could perfectly control the guitar and play all the music.
He came to the white decorative pillar and sat down next to it with his guitar.
After adjusting to a comfortable position, Fang Yifan casually strummed the zither to test the sound.
The tone was beautiful and the pitch was perfect.
"I'm starting."
"Hurry up."
Qiao Yingzi squatted beside Fang Yifan and looked at him with a burning gaze.
The clear sound of the zither was heard.
"May you be warm in the three winters and not cold in the spring.”
The perfect low voice carried blessings and expectations.
It was like a warm hand in winter or a cool breeze in summer. It was a good touch that stirred the throbbing in his heart.
Qiao Yingzi's pupils dilated, and her body trembled slightly. She felt goosebumps all over her body.
It was the first time she had heard such a comforting sound.
It was completely the same as what Fang Yifan usually heard, heaven and earth.
This was not the Fang Yifan she knew.
Fang Yifan did not notice Qiao Yingzi's abnormality. The zither music continued,"
"May you have a lamp at night and an umbrella when it rains.”
"May you have me to share the evening with, may you be asked if the porridge is warm.”
"I hope that time can slow down and we won't separate.”
The sun was just right today, and there was a breeze. Under the white school uniform, Fang Yifan was gentle and lazy.
He hugged the guitar and sang softly. He strummed the strings with a calm expression.
Qiao Yingzi hugged her knees with both hands and rested her head on her arms. She stared at Fang Yifan in a daze, and her face had already turned red…
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