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After the erhu ensemble, it was the chorus of the students.

The youthful voice sings praises of a great teacher, and is also looking forward to more successors in the future, endlessly.

The seat next to Li Jinqiu was empty, waiting for Zhong Ying.

However, the student who finished the performance was still guarding the backstage and did not come back until the chorus was over.

The leaders of the college came to the stage to give a speech, and Li Jinqiu quietly left the seat.

Walking to the backstage door, he saw Zhong Ying holding the silver-stringed mahogany erhu, carefully observing the students coming in and out.

"Who are you looking for?" Li Jinqiu instinctively thought that he was waiting for someone.

Zhong Ying glanced at him, and said hesitantly: "Today's ensemble is missing an erhu. Teacher Bai's erhu."

Li Jinqiu just heard about the inheritance of musical instruments not long ago.

Zhong Ying said that if the erhu is missing, it should mean that the person who inherits the erhu is missing.

He looked at the students coming and going, two or three gathered together, talking about playing, talking about Mr. Bai, and the erhus in his hands were all similar in appearance.

Long-necked thin rod, octagonal or concertina tube.

He couldn't really tell the difference.

"Could it be that Mr. Bai left in a hurry and didn't have time to give the erhu away?"

Of course, in Li Jinqiu's mind, there is no one other than Zhong Ying who is most suitable to inherit the mantle of Bai Huisheng and Feng Yuanqing.

"no."

Zhong Ying replied seriously, "Mr. Bai gave away that erhu last year."

Zhong Ying often visited Bai Huisheng, and often played the strings with Bai Huisheng.

The ebony hexagonal python leather violin has always been Teacher Bai's favorite, and it is also the spiritual sustenance left by Feng Yuanqing.

Suddenly one day, when Zhong Ying went to visit the teacher again, he found that Bai Huisheng was using Fang Lan's silver-stringed erhu with a bamboo-patterned head.

He asked curiously.

Bai Huisheng said with a smile: "I met a good student, so I sent the erhu out."

However, such a good student did not come to Bai Huisheng's commemorative concert.

Bell should be difficult to understand.

"Probably too busy."

Li Jinqiu is very aware of human beings' excuses and pretexts, in order to avoid Zhong Ying's sadness, he still gently helps to excuse him.

"Do you remember the video you edited?"

Zhong Ying mentioned it for no reason, he said: "I always feel that there is an erhu in it, very similar to Teacher Bai's erhu."

Li Jinqiu was in charge of editing the video played in the auditorium of Lyric Academy.

It took him a lot of thought to select suitable student representatives, pour everyone's thoughts into a short video, and echo back and forth with the old and the young.

But he didn't have the slightest impression. He only thought that the performances of the students there were ordinary, and the erhus all looked the same.

That little girl at the end had a bit of talent.

only……

Isn't that erhu still an ordinary erhu?

Li Jinqiu's confusion prevented Zhong Ying from continuing this topic.

Early the next morning, he made an appointment with the forgetful composer to review the edited video in Fanlin.

Li Jinqiu came happily, and then listened listlessly to the erhu.

Although the little girl is talented, there are too many people without talent.

Zhong Ying actually listened to and re-watched from the beginning to the end. Anyone who listened to the same melody of the same words a dozen or twenty times during editing would be the same as him...

Just want to sleep!

"Tongtong hasn't come to play for several days, I feel a little bored."

Sister Xu saw that he was sleepy, so she specially helped him serve tea.

"It seems that Mr. He is going to wait for the exhibition of the cultural relics sent to the museum, and then return to the United States after reading them. So the museum is very busy."

Li Jinqiu thanked Sister Xu for her understanding, and drank tea to refresh herself in the touching rhythm of the erhu.

"This is a social animal. I can only congratulate my good sister for choosing a good job and serving cultural relics. It's an honor."

Brother mockingly praised, only to get a chuckle from sister Xu.

This Zhong Ying's senior sister often stays at Fan Lin's piano shop, and basically has nothing to do, so Zhou Juntong is always happy to come over to kill time.

She was sitting next to two people who were listening intently to the recording. Before she could speak, the bell rang out.

"Miss Xu."

Zhong Ying clicked pause, and the video stopped at the last scene where the little girl played "Running Tiger".

"Look, isn't this erhu very similar to Mr. Bai's erhu?"

On the screen, the little girl plays with her eyes downcast, only a part of the erhu is exposed, which rises and falls with her playing.

Obviously he couldn't see the whole erhu clearly, but Zhong Ying pointed to the piano bar with certainty, "It is indeed black sandalwood hexagonal python skin!"

Li Jinqiu's eyes widened, and he sighed in admiration: "You have really good eyes."

With his old eyes and dim eyes, he really can't tell what kind of ebony wood hexagonal tube python skin from a black lacquered piano pole and two silver wires!

"It really is."

Sister Xu responded in surprise, raised her hand to hold the mouse, and dragged the progress bar.

The black lacquered piano bar reveals a uniquely shaped piano head, with a slightly curved shape and a circle of soft and gentle patterns carved in the hollow, which is unobtrusive and passes by in a flash.

But she said firmly, "This is sunflower pattern, and only Mr. Feng's erhu uses this kind of carving for the head of the piano."

Li Jinqiu finally saw the difference between the little girl's erhu and other erhus.

Can you notice this?