Chapter 113 Suona vs. Japanese musical instruments? Kawasaki is furious!

[Walter? I didn't even see him do it!]

[I just arrived. Is this Chinese boy always so fierce? ]

[The anchor once beat up two black guys, it was so cruel! ]

[Those two black guys are of normal build after all, but this guy is a sturdy man weighing over 200 pounds! ]

[Chinese Kung Fu is really so terrifying! Don’t mess with it! ]

The big man obviously didn't expect that this seemingly thin Chinese boy actually had such terrifying power.

The problem is that I didn't see how he exerted his strength at all. He just pushed himself lightly and pushed himself out?
You know, with my weight of more than 200 pounds, most people can't push me at all!

Could it be that he is a hidden kung fu master?

He quickly got up and rubbed his hands together, ready to take action.

After all, the boss was right next to him and he was pushed down all of a sudden. It was too embarrassing.

I might even lose my job, I have to get it back as soon as possible!

Kawasaki gave him a cold look, and the guy instantly became obedient.

He took out a name tag and bowed deeply: "Old sir, here is my contact information. If you change your mind, please feel free to contact me!"

Qin San said calmly: "I don't have a cell phone."

Kawasaki was stunned and the smile on his face froze.

[Hahaha, this sentence is really a killer! ]

[That's fine. Why would a hermit like this need a cell phone? ]

[Kawasaki-kun is also a stubborn person. Wouldn't it be better to find a few shamisen masters? Wouldn't they be much better than this old man? ]

[The cherry blossoms are flying again, right? All the traditional musical instruments you guys mentioned were passed down from the Tang Dynasty! ]

[But I am more curious, how powerful is Bai Niao Chao Feng to make a billionaire kowtow like this? ]

Kawasaki glared at him fiercely: "Let's go!"

What to pretend?
I invited you to play the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix because I was giving you face!

Old shrunken eggplant, do you really think you are a dish?

You're not going to make the free money, and you're not going to accept the toast, right?

Okay, sir, I won’t serve you anymore!

Isn't it just a broken story?

Do you really think it sounds that good?
Chinese musical instruments are nothing, our Oriental musical instruments are the best!

Shamisen, shakuhachi, taiko, and thirteen strings!
I'll find some Sakura masters and they'll beat this crappy suona of yours in seconds!

He took out his cell phone and made a call: "Moshimoshi! Hurry up and contact the best instrument masters in Sakura and have them fly to China today! That's right, come and help me with the accompaniment for my wedding. Money is not a problem! I want the best, the most famous masters in Sakura!"

Seeing Kawasaki's frustrated look, Chen Lu couldn't help laughing: "Third Master, that's a box full of gold, aren't you tempted?"

"You little brat, others may not understand me, but you do? The country invited me two years ago but I didn't go. It's fine for me to give them a lecture. I won't take a penny. This can be considered as doing something to pass on traditional musical instruments."

Qin San took a puff of his pipe and said, "But why do you want me to be the president? I don't have the time. If I have the time, I might as well play the suona more!"

That's right. These messy presidents nowadays are most likely people who are just seeking fame and reputation. They don't have any real skills or knowledge, and they don't have the basic sense of awe!
They are all cowards who are using the name to make money!

"Besides, this is a person from Little Sakura. I, Qin San, will never play the suona for a person from Little Sakura in my lifetime! Even our ancestors would not agree to it!"

He stood up and walked slowly into the hall.

After all, he was an eighty-year-old man, with slow steps. The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, outlining a hunched back.

He lit three incense sticks and placed them in the incense burner.

Looking at the portrait on the table, he murmured to himself: "Son, it would be great if you were still alive..."

The dry and thin hands quickly wiped across the face.

No one knows whether it is tears or sweat that are wiped away. The scars brought by war are definitely not just a few cold numbers.

It's the harm done to these living people.

[Oh, it makes me so sad to see this. The old man must be very lonely all by himself! ]

[Damn it, Sakura, why did you have to start a war? How many families have been torn apart! ]

[After visiting the 731 Memorial Hall, I realized how many sins Xiaoying had committed, and how she could never redeem herself in this lifetime! ]

[The most ironic thing is that they have not apologized to this day, and even denied invading China! ]

[Private Marseille! I apologize to Huaxia! But what I want to say is that I also lost my grandfather forever in the war. He was forcibly conscripted by the government! ]

"Xiao Chen, please come visit me more often when you have time. I'm afraid I won't live much longer."

"Third Master, what are you talking about? When Anna and I get married, I will invite you to attend."

"Haha, then Qin San, I'll wait for that day. But even if we have a good relationship, don't expect me to flatter you!"

"I'm not that arrogant. Even if you dare to brag, I won't listen. I don't deserve it!"

Qin San stood at the door to see the two off, the setting sun shining on his body, casting a layer of halo on him.

When he is not playing the suona, he is just an ordinary person.

He is an ordinary person who lives in seclusion in the mountains, eats simple meals, and spends all his time missing his son except for the time he plays the suona.

After saying goodbye to Qin San, the two walked on the path down the mountain.

Anna felt like there was a huge stone blocking her heart. When she saw Qin San for the first time, she really thought of him as a peerless master.

He looks vigorous and energetic, and doesn't look like he is in his eighties at all.

She was even more surprised by the use of suona to imitate bird calls.

But when Anna saw him burning incense for his son, she felt particularly sad.

Living here on the hillside, there is no one to talk to, and the only companion is the suona in my hand.

When it’s late at night and everyone is asleep, he should cry when he thinks of his son, right?
If there hadn't been the invasion of the little cherry blossoms, you would probably be surrounded by your children and grandchildren, enjoying the family happiness, right?
"I, I feel very sad..."

Anna tugged at the corner of Chen Lu's clothes and was about to burst into tears.

Chen Lu hugged Anna in her arms. This was why she liked Anna.

It's not because of her identity or her beauty.

Just because of her kindness and sensibility.

This is what attracts Chen Lu the most.

The sound of suona came from afar, and Qin San blew the suona again.

Different from the showmanship of imitating bird calls, the sound this time is louder and more resonant, full of joy.

The original use of suona was as accompaniment at wedding banquets.

When that tune comes together, it makes people feel very happy.

Qin San should be very happy at this moment, right?
When Anna heard the sound of suona, the gloom in her heart was swept away.

"Shall we go, honey?"

"Let's take you home."

The two walked down the mountain and passed by a bamboo forest.

Anna suddenly stopped and stared ahead.

"what happened?"

"Look there!"

(End of this chapter)