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44 Old Master’s Jiao Wei Qin

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Who was this person? How dare he scam my brother?

More than a hundred years old? I suggest we just bury them!

These old bones from the last century, just bury them!

Did he understand music?

Oh my, you still want to play the piano? Is your hand shaking because of your Alzheimer's?

Hehe, the old man had just gotten a little popularity and now he didn't know who he was?

Sisters! I want you to wash away your yearning!

Charge! For her brother!

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Below the comments section.

All of them were Chen Yu's fans.

All of them were filled with righteous indignation.

He wished he could kill Zhang Ruoxu on the spot.

Moreover…

Once there were any discordant voices or different opinions in the comments section.

Soon, they would be attacked by all of them.

They could even launch life attacks.

This made the rational audience who were watching the show.

His disgust for these fans deepened.

Even his impression of Chen Yu had fallen by quite a bit.

The popularity of the trending searches on Weibo was getting higher and higher.

More and more netizens were eating this big news.

After that.

He couldn't wait to enter the livestream room that he yearned for.

They wanted to see how confident Old Master Zhang was to say such words.

What kind of true ability did he have?

Other than eating the netizens.

There were even quite a few singers.

After seeing this trending topic.

At the same time, they were filled with strong curiosity and entered the live broadcast room.

For a moment.

It was the online popularity that everyone yearned for.

It actually broke through the extremely exaggerated number of 20 million people.

The director had no choice but to ask the staff to set up a server.

Otherwise, the current server would definitely not be able to hold on, and the livestream would collapse.

Looking at the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room that was soaring like a rocket.

Director, this time.

However, he was not as happy as before.

This time, the old man had encountered a big problem.

Among the new audience.

However, there were quite a number of Chen Yu's brainless fans.

Even if the old man took out a song and completely defeated Chen Yu, Chen Yu would still be able to do it.

These brainless fans would never admit it.

On the screen.

Zhang Ruoxu walked into his room.

Not long after, he came out.

When he came out, he was carrying a wooden box that was more than a meter long.

Zhang Ruoxu walked into the crowd.

He placed the wooden box horizontally on his lap.

Teacher He and the others immediately surrounded him curiously.

Everyone had reached a consensus.

That was, the things that the old man took out, every one of them was a treasure.

Inside this box.

Naturally, it was not an ordinary item.

Zhang Ruoxu slowly opened the wooden box.

It was inside.

It was a dark red zither with seven strings.

He reached in, took out the violin, and placed it on his lap.

At this moment.

Only then did everyone notice the uniqueness of this zither.

At the end of the zither.

There were some burn marks.

It looked especially obvious and peaceful.

"Old Master, did you throw this violin into the fire pit?”

Peng Peng asked.

However…

Huang Lei and Mr. He were both knowledgeable.

He immediately thought of it.

What was the zither in Zhang Ruoxu's hand?

"Old Master, this isn't the Jiao Wei Qin, is it?”

Mr. He looked at her several times.

In the end, he said in disbelief.

Scorched tail zither.

It was one of the four legendary ancient zither.

Moreover…

It was the most mysterious of the four famous zither.

It was said that it was a zither made by Cai Yong, a famous writer and musician in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

It was made from a piece of parasol wood that Cai Yong had rescued from the fire back then.

"You have good taste."

Zhang Ruoxu nodded and admitted it.

This zither.

It was indeed the Jiao Wei Qin.

He had gotten it from Cai Yong back then.

"Really, Old Master?"

Seeing the old man nod and admit it.

Everyone immediately revealed an incredulous expression.

It was actually true?

One had to know.

In the legends.

The whereabouts of this zither had long been unknown.

Now, it had suddenly appeared.

Then…

How much was this zither worth?

Ten million? 100 million?

Probably more than that!

As expected of the old master. Everything he casually took out was a treasure!

666, I've had a feast for the eyes today!

Don't be in a hurry to brag. Be careful not to slap your face. What if it's a fake?

That's right, how could such a national treasure be lost among the people?

It was said that Jiao Weiqin's voice was very special. He wondered if the one in the old man's hand was like this.

The audience in the live broadcast room.

They were clearly divided into two factions.

On the other hand, he naturally believed that the old man's hand was authentic.

On the other side.

They were skeptical and didn't quite believe it.

Inside the mushroom house.

The surroundings were quiet.

Everyone was looking at the old man, waiting for his action.

After taking a deep breath.

Zhang Ruoxu gently plucked the strings.

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