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Zhong Ying asked a question, and Godello's face was ashen.

Before he answered, Zhong Ying had a conclusion in his mind.

This person did owe gambling debts, and he probably still owed a lot!

"So, you really owe 1000 million euros..."

As soon as Zhong Ying finished speaking, Godero almost jumped up with his eyes wide open.

"It's only [-] Euros!"

Forty thousand euros...

Zhong Ying translated it to the master, and Fan Chengyun immediately converted and said: "About 30 RMB."

More than 30 yuan, for a family with a patient, is it more than "just"?

Seeing that they didn't speak, Godroy was at a loss, with regret and helplessness on his expression.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and argued, "Hey, don't be like this! I don't want to owe this money, it's all for Chu Huai!"

Gamblers always have countless reasons to appeal for themselves.

Godello said: "I usually go to the poker table casino to play, and I will stop if I lose more than a dozen or a few hundred euros at most. But after Chu Huai became ill, she lost her job as a music teacher, and we lost our main job. source of income, and not much savings..."

"That's why I thought of going to the casino to make some money."

He said "making money" was easy to say, and it was really easy for him to win money in the beginning.

Godro held a few hundred euros in chips, but in just over an hour, he won [-] euros. Even the gamblers onlookers praised him for his good luck.

So, taking advantage of his luck, he made a killing on the gambling table, and the more he won, the more he gambled.

Occasionally, he lost a game or two, and he firmly felt——

I can still win it back.

Can win more.

Zhong Ying's eyes lit up when he saw Godroy telling the story, and he didn't feel how dangerous his decision was at all.

He completely pinned his hopes on the gambling table, and attributed his debt problem to bad luck.

Because of bad luck, when I won [-] Euros, I lost half of it greedily.

Because of bad luck, he hoped to rely on the remaining [-] Euros in his hand to win back the chips.

Greed will inevitably lead to death, and Godello is ready to make a big bet and put all the chips in his hand on it.

As a result, they lost everything.

The ups and downs did not stop him.

The well-meaning people onlookers urged him to lend him money to play a gambling game with a greater chance of winning.

Godlo not only listened, but believed it.

At this time, he confessed with a painful expression: "If I were given another chance, I would definitely not borrow money from that person! He must have colluded with the casino and deliberately set up a trap, waiting for a guy like me who is blinded by winning or losing ..."

"I shouldn't believe him, but I really have nowhere to go, Chu Huai needs money too much!"

He was dazzled by the luck of getting rich instantly in the casino, and was jumped by a fairy unpreparedly, and instead owed a huge debt of [-] euros.

In the midst of despair, the man told him: You can take the house, take the organs, and take the life of the person.

Therefore, Godro was afraid, so he could only sell Mulan Pipa in an attempt to repay the debt and save his life.

So, Fan Chengyun, who was informed of the situation, pondered for a moment and asked a more serious question.

"How much profit is your gambling debt?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this question came out, Godello became completely flustered.

He spread his hands and seriously emphasized: "Gentlemen, why bother to get to the bottom of it, as long as you know that we really need the 1000 million Euros to save lives, wouldn't it be enough! No, even if you give me [-], you will be fine!"

Zhong Ying didn't need to ask for some profit for the master at all, he could grasp the key point immediately after listening to his words.

"That is to say, now you need [-] Euros to pay off the debt with interest?!"

His guess was exceptionally accurate. Godroy looked shocked, hesitated for a moment, and regarded Zhong Ying's words as acquiescence.

One hundred thousand euros.

Almost RMB 75, not to mention in Europe, even in China, it is a huge sum!

Such a huge debt may still be increasing.

Zhong Ying immediately understood Chu Mu's cynicism, and even understood the reason why Chu Mu must sue Chu Huai.

Mulan Pipa is the property that Chu Zhiya left to her siblings. If it becomes someone else's property in exchange for a lucrative gambling debt, no matter how you think about it, Chu Mu will not let it go.

Zhong Ying and Fan Chengyun sat on the sofa, but they were like needle cushions.

However, in the face of a gambler who has already owed sky-high debts, it will not help to denounce or blame anything.

Zhong Ying remained silent, Fan Chengyun opened his mouth several times and frowned and sighed, unable to convey the pain to this Austrian who didn't know how precious the Mulan Pipa was.

Chu Huai really needs the money from the auction of Mulan Pipa.

Not only could her illness be unaffordable, but her husband's gambling debts could also be unaffordable!

Rao is Zhong Ying, who seldom has access to relevant information, and knows what kind of means debt collectors can use. Chu Huai's condition is so serious that no one can take care of him.

The heavy atmosphere in the room made it difficult for Zhong Ying to breathe.

He looked at Master from time to time, hoping that the experienced Master could come up with a solution.

"Let's go."

After a long time, Fan Chengyun sighed and stood up, "Tell Mr. Godero, we will tell Boss Chu the truth and try our best to mediate for them."

Zhong Ying felt relieved, and quickly translated the master's words to Godroy.

Hearing this, Godero immediately asked in a panic: "Please don't tell Chu Mu that I owe so much money. Can you tell him directly that Chu Huai must receive better treatment, and the public hospitals in Vienna can't do it at all. We You have to go to a private one!"

"Do you think Boss Chu doesn't know?"

Even if Zhong Ying didn't understand the cause and effect of the matter, he fully understood Chu Mu's behavior.

"He will suddenly fight for the inheritance of Stamen Pipa because he knows that Ms. Chu Huai can rely on medical insurance to solve any illness. You are from Austria, you should know better than me—"

"You have the best healthcare system in Europe!"

European medical care has always been the favorite object of domestic public opinion.

All people pay for medical insurance, achieving 99% disease reimbursement coverage. Patients only need to spend a small amount of money to rely on medical insurance compensation and enjoy almost free treatment.

Chu Huai's illness is indeed serious.

But the disease has become so serious that it cannot be cured, no matter how good a doctor is, he dare not open Chu Huai's head rashly.

It makes no difference whether you go to a public hospital or a private hospital.

Godroy heard the words, but his eyes became bright, and he refuted Zhong Ying's words.

"But as long as you tell Chu Mu that his sister has to go to a private hospital, he will understand."

He anxiously explained: "When their mother died, it was because Chu Mu took Mulan Pipa as a mortgage and wanted to send her to a private hospital for better treatment. But Chu Huai followed her mother's wishes and signed the agreement. The letter of commitment to voluntarily give up treatment, and the refusal to transfer to another hospital, that's why the two siblings are in trouble!"

The old stories of the Chu family ten years ago were suddenly presented in front of Zhong Ying, which only made his mind go blank.

He froze for a moment before slowly translating Godero's words to the master.

Chu Zhiya, the mother of the Chu siblings, was critically ill ten years ago and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Austria's excellent medical system guaranteed Chu Zhiya's life, but there was no guarantee that Chu Zhiya would recover.

Public hospitals in Europe can only solve urgent needs. If you want to cure Chu Zhiya, you have to go to private hospitals with high medical expenses.

Of course the siblings will try their best to save their mother.

But at that time, they were just ordinary families. Chu Huai was in poor health, Godello had no savings, Chu Mu had just started work, and his salary was meager, which could not support the treatment expenses of the private hospital.

Chu Zhiya's body became weaker and weaker day by day.

She was lying on a hospital bed in the Vienna Public Hospital, just hanging on her breath, waiting to die.

"So, Chu Mu mortgaged his own pipa at that time, and we all know about it."

Godroy experienced the painful and chaotic days ten years ago. He hated the paleness of the hospital and the fragility of human beings in the face of illness.

"He got back nearly 50 euros, enough for my mother to go to a private hospital for treatment. We planned to keep silent and lie to my mother that we won the lottery..."

Godero sighed and covered his eyes, "In the end, she didn't want to be transferred until she saw those two lutes."

Even though his narration was brief, Zhong Ying could see the thin and kind Chinese mother through the old photo frame next to the TV.

Knowing that Chu Mu mortgaged the pipa, she turned around and told Chu Huai——

"Illness can't be cured. No matter how good the hospital is, I can't escape death in the end. But Mulan Pipa can guard you for the rest of your life and let you have a complete family."

Godroy still remembered that sentence, and he breathed heavily when he said it.

Therefore, Chu Huai promised Chu Zhiya that he would redeem Mulan Pipa.

He also promised Chu Zhiya that when she needed a large sum of money to continue her life, she would sign a letter of commitment to give up treatment for her.

That was the most difficult time for Chu Huai and Chu Mu, and it was also the last time they got together.

Godro still remembers clearly that Chu Huai told Chu Mu that after he signed the letter of commitment according to his mother's wishes, Chu Mu's expression of shock and astonishment.

"They were arguing a lot."

Godroy couldn't understand their Chinese, but he knew their pain.

"Later I went to stop Chumu, and he fought with me. He didn't want anything. He left home and never came back. I gave the pipa hanging in his shop."

The old apartment was silently heard the roar of vehicles passing by outside the door.

Zhong Ying's memory of the hospital is not much better than Godreau's.

He was just translating quietly, and he could see the pale walls, hear the busy calls, and the lingering smell of disinfectant.

After hearing this, Fan Chengyun sighed.

Zhong Ying looked at Godroy, and still asked, "You know the Mulan Pipa is very important to Chu Huai, but you still sent it to the auction house?"

Godroy's eyes were red, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He wiped away his tears, "Don't you think that pipa is unlucky!"

"Chu Huai's grandparents, because something happened to it, and Chu Huai's mother, because it gave up treatment, and now it's Chu Huai and her younger brother's turn..."

"It's not that I have to use it to pay off my gambling debts, but how can Chu Huai live if I can't live?! If she dies, what use is the precious pipa?"

Godreau's theory is always right.

In his eyes, no matter how expensive a musical instrument is, it can't compare to the life of his beloved.

Zhong Ying could not say that he was wrong, but he could not admit that he was right.

He just looked at Master, and waited for Fan Chengyun's last sentence——

"Let's go."

They left the apartment, and Zhong Ying took the photo frame with him.

Even when he was sitting in a taxi, he still stared down at the siblings in the photo, looking at their happy playing of the Mulan Pipa.

He listened to what happened to Chu Zhiya when he was dying, and even followed Godroy's narration to figure out Chu Mu's mood.

Selling the pipa can save my mother's life.

But his sister gave up her mother's life for the pipa.

Although, it was the mother's wish and even the last wish.

However, as Chu Mu sarcastically said, "Death is like a lamp going out", without a mother, how could they have a complete family.

Zhong Ying thought for a long time, and did not speak again until he walked back to the concert hall of the Art Orchestra.

"Master, in the photo, Chu Mu plays the stamen pipa, and Chu Huai plays the pistil pipa. Ms. Chu Zhiya must have taught them everything about the Mulan pipa, and she also gave them Mr. Chu's surname."

"Instruments and music should bring happiness and hope to people, but I don't understand..."

There was an indelible sadness in his eyes, and even his voice became low.

"Why did it become like this?"

Fan Chengyun lowered his eyes and looked at the two young people with bright smiles on the photo.

Even though the photo failed to record the sound, his ears could still hear the unique Qing Ling strings of Mulan Pipa, as well as the laughter of the siblings who knew no pain.

"If only they could go home."

The home Fan Chengyun mentioned was not that apartment, nor was it any house in Austria.

It is the land in the far east, which belongs to the homeland of the Chu family.

"They should go home."

Zhong Ying could understand Master's overtones. Looking at the photo in his hand, he remembered what Chu Zhiya said before he died.

With Pipa, there will be a complete home.

He squeezed the photo frame tightly and said hesitantly, "Maybe... Ms. Chu Zhiya is waiting for Mr. Chu."

There is no need for anyone to prove it, let alone Chu Zhiya's last words.

That's how he believed—

Zheng Wanqing will stay in Austria, she must be waiting for Mr. Chu; Chu Zhiya will stay in Austria with her children for the rest of her life, so she will naturally be waiting for Mr. Chu.

Europe and China are separated by oceans and thousands of miles away.

They don't want to go home all the time, but they are forced to stay in a foreign country, waiting for their separated relatives to go home together.

It's just that Chu Huai and Chu Mu grew up in Austria, and have never been to a distant homeland, let alone know their lost grandfather.

No matter how many stories they have heard about China, they will think that this is their home.

There is no way for outsiders to know the thoughts of the deceased.

Chu Huai couldn't communicate, and Chu Mu was stubborn. After returning from a visit, Zhong Ying added more melancholy anyway.

Fan Chengyun stretched out his hand and patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and said with high hopes:

"Prepare for the commemorative concert these days, and don't worry about the Chu family anymore. I will find a way to invite Chu Mu to the concert. I hope he has heard the sound of Mulan Pipa, and his attitude can relax a little. We are also good. Discuss with him again."

Master's philosophy has always been that haste makes waste.

The more sad Zhong Ying is, the more anxious he is.But he has nothing to do with Chu Mu.

He put down the photo frame and picked up the stamen lute again.

The Art Orchestra and the Vienna Spring were ready early, waiting for him to join the rehearsal and play Li Jinqiu's commemorative song after the major reform.

Without the piano, the more than 1000-year-old strings of the stamen pipa perfectly outline the rich emotions of "Gaze at the Starry Sky, We Help Together".

It's a pity that Zhong Ying's sadness is greater than hope, which makes the whole song emotionally dignified, adding deeper pain and sorrow.

Standing under the stage, Li Jinqiu had keen hearing, so of course he could hear Zhong Ying's mood.

Those hands that are proficient in picking strings, sometimes hesitant, sometimes eager to get angry, the music he plays is as good as ever, and as always, it is worthy of that Tang Dynasty pipa.

However, the strings lack the vigor that commemorative songs should have.

After the rehearsal was over, Li Jinqiu reached out and knocked on the wooden floor of the stage.

He looked up at Zhong Ying beside the stage, "There seems to be a lot of melancholy in your pipa."

Zhong Ying hugged the pipa, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Mr. Li, I am actually worried about one thing."

"What?" Li Jinqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he liked Zhong Ying's worry.

"Let me hear it, maybe I can help?"

Seeing that he was so enthusiastic and active, Zhong Ying felt better.

He walked off the stage with the pipa in his arms, put the pipa away solemnly, and then said casually, "I'm not good at chatting with people. Tell me, if you're chatting with an Austrian, what's the best topic to choose?"

Zhong Ying can tell people about Yiyin Yashe, Guqin and Pipa, and Shen Ling Chu Shuming without any pressure or burden.

But he didn't know what to talk about with the Austrian Chu Mu.

Li Jinqiu laughed out loud after hearing this.

"This is Vienna, what are you talking about?"

He smiled and stretched out his hand to support the back of the auditorium chair, turned his head to look at Zhong Ying, and felt that this musical genius asked a silly question.

"Here Mozart wrote The Marriage of Figaro, Haydn contributed the 'Emperor' Quartet, Beethoven composed his 'heroes' 'Fate' 'Pastoral' 'Moonlight' and Schubert , he tweeted "Winter Ride" with 'Swan'."

"Austria is Vienna, and Vienna is Austria."

"Every street and every floor tile here hides the soul of music. As long as you talk about music, any Austrian will chat with you enthusiastically from morning to night, and regard you as the only true friend in this life!"

Li Jinqiu spoke with great confidence.

The great and long-established music capital has left the footprints of western music masters.

The great men recorded in the books lived in this land and created famous songs that shocked the world. Vienna is closely connected with their names, and there is no more suitable topic than music.

Zhong Ying's eyes flickered when he heard this, looking at Li Jinqiu's gaze was like looking at a great savior.

Apart from Chinese cultural relics and Chinese lutes, he seems to have found a way to better communicate with Europeans.

He suddenly remembered.

Chu Mu's indifferent and tricky speaking style is very similar to Li Jinqiu's.

Zhong Ying's depressed mood suddenly became high. He looked at Li Jinqiu adoringly, and asked:

"Mr. Li, can you do me a favor?"

Li Jinqiu smiled gently, and he always had endless patience with Zhong Ying.

"Of course!"

"I accidentally offended an Austrian Chinese because I couldn't chat."

Zhong Ying frankly stated his evaluation of Chu Mu, "He can play "Happy New Year" with the pan flute, and he can understand "Moonlight Night on the Spring River". However, I only understand folk music, so I can't communicate well with him, causing trouble It made him angry, so I want to ask Mr. Li to accompany me to find him again."

As he said that, Zhong Ying quickly explained, "I want to apologize to him, and I also want to ask Mr. Li to accompany me and have a good chat with him about music in Vienna!"

"It's okay to talk about music."

Li Jinqiu likes to talk about music with people the most in his life. The other party happens to be a Western musician who understands folk music and pipa and panpipe. He is also interested in listening.

However, he looked carefully at Zhong Ying, and there was probably no more well-behaved and sensible young man than Zhong Ying in this world, and he was so talented, he didn't look like he would offend anyone.

He seriously relieved: "I heard what you said, it seems that the Austrian Chinese is not a bad person, he should not be angry with you."

However, Zhong Ying stared at him with a pitiful look on his face.

"He did get angry."

There is no way to explain this matter clearly in one sentence, but Zhong Ying said very definitely: "But I want to ask Mr. Li to chat with him, not only because you understand Vienna, but also because I think you are very similar."

"...we look alike?"

Li Jinqiu has been around the world for many years, and this is the first time he has heard such an evaluation.

"Correct!"

Zhong Ying did not miss Li Jinqiu's hesitation and confusion, and was immersed in his own joy.

"Although he likes to smoke, he is very kind. The members of the Art Orchestra all praised him for his unique vision in choosing musical instruments and his skill in repairing musical instruments. So I hope to become friends with him."

Smoking cigarettes, repairing musical instruments...

Li Jinqiu meditated in his heart that he has a specialization in art, and a musical instrument repairer can be regarded as a colleague, so he suppressed his slight dissatisfaction.

He frowned and asked, "Then has he won any awards for repairing musical instruments, or is he the exclusive repairer of a master?"

"……I have no idea."

Li Jinqiu suddenly felt that his stalwart image had been insulted.

"I don't smoke." He sneered, "A smoker deserves to be like me?"

Unexpectedly, when Zhong Ying heard it, his eyes lit up, "He also said the same thing."

"What!" Li Jinqiu didn't understand what he meant.

"He said: '1000 million euros, and this pipa is also suitable?'"

Zhong Ying imitated Chu Mu's tone, with a serious face, at least [-]% learned.

After finishing speaking, his eyes lit up, and he pinned all his expectations on the great composer.

"Mr. Li, you two really sound alike! You must be able to chat very well!"

If Li Jinqiu had a heart attack, he should have died by now.

What kind of bastard is the other party, why should Zhong Ying feel like them.

He is a composer who speaks five words and four beauties, and is united and friendly. He does not smoke, drink or swear. He has won an international award and is widely loved by masters. He is one of the top ten outstanding young people in China.

Li Jinqiu was so angry that he wanted to tell Zhong Ying straightforwardly: There is absolutely no one like me in this world, even if you want to say like me, let the other party win the Austrian Musical Theater Award first.

However, Zhong Ying's eyes glowed with anticipation, and the previous sadness and melancholy were swept away. It seemed that as long as he chatted with this mean-smoking Austrian, Zhong Ying could regain his strength.

"...I'll go meet him."

Li Jinqiu made up his mind and made a decision.

He must get rid of Zhong Ying's illusion.

If it doesn't work, he also needs to solve the source of the illusion physically!