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nAuthor: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

nLing Jue walked to her subordinate and looked at the group of excited people. She slightly raised her eyebrows and asked, “what’s wrong? ”

nLu Yilie stood up and said, “we are planning to go to the music room for training. There happens to be a zither over there. You can go take a look. ”

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nHe was a bit excited. He really liked his character.

nHe was a tall, rich, and handsome man with a high iq!

n“Okay. ” Ling Jue nodded.

nEveryone stood up and walked toward the music room.

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nLu Yilie followed behind him and asked curiously, “by the way, master jue, why does Zhu Yingtai not like Marvin but that poor kid Liang Shanbo? ”

nLing jue slightly raised her eyebrows. “I’ve never seen this story. ”

nLu Yilie’s mouth twitched. “Then why did you say you wanted to play Liang Zhu so straightforwardly? ”

n“I can learn. ”

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n” … ” well, he was really convinced. Other than the word ‘convinced’ , he couldn’t find any words to describe his mood.

nThe group of people walked to the music classroom. They were quite happy with the role they were going to play.

nThey came to the music classroom and found a classroom with a Guzheng to begin rehearsing.

nEveryone played the role of a student and the main character.

nLing Jue also got her own lines. She sat alone next to the zither, looked at the instrument, and took out her phone to search for how to play it.

nLiang Zhu’s zither version of the song… …

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nMost of the songs that appeared were violin pieces, but there were almost no zither pieces.

nWhy was there no zither version of the story left behind by the ancient style of Liang Zhu all those years ago.

nEveryone was performing. Ling Jue looked for the score, but she could not find it even after flipping through a few websites.

nThe corners of her lips curled up. Since that was the case, she would compose one herself.

nShe turned on the Violin version and listened to it for a while, then slowly began to learn.

nThe crowd’s voices were very loud. They were all discussing how to walk and how to act, so no one paid any attention to Ling Jue.

nAfter a while, everyone began to find the feeling and slowly entered the plot.

nThey had only practiced for half an hour when a melodious guzheng suddenly came from the corner.

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nThe young man was bathed in the sunlight, his slender fingers strumming the strings.

nThe crowd was stunned. Did Ling Jue really not know how to play?

nHow long did it take?

nLing Jue realized that the phone that Feng Yulin gave her was really useful. It could even write music scores.

nShe took the Guzheng score and sent it to her Weibo.

n Liang Zhu’s guzheng score. You can take it if you need it. Photo

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nShe felt that the music was very moving. It was the soul of culture and should not be replaced by modern musical instruments. The only instruments that could truly play the soul of the music were those from that era.

nAfter she sent it, she realized that the entire class was silent. They were all staring at him.

nLing Jue looked around her in confusion. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the crowd in confusion. “What’s wrong? ”

n“Master Jue… please play it again, ” Lu Yilie said in a daze …

nThe crowd nodded as well. The voice just now was too pleasant to hear.

nIt was the first time they had heard the Guzheng version!

nIt turned out that Ling Jue really did not know anything!

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nThen, she could learn anything!

nHow could there be such a perfect person! !

nLing Jue chuckled. “Sure, come with me. I’ll play and you guys can practice. ”

nLu Yilie moved a small stool over and sat down. “No… I can’t move when I hear you play. ”

n“ME TOO! ” Xiao Yezi was her number one fan.

nAi Zhiqi was the same. She abandoned her uncle Liang and moved the stool next to Ling Jue. She said excitedly, “Master Jue, come again, come again. It’s really great! ”

n“You guys… ” Ling Jue shook her head. “Then I’ll play once. I’ll play along with you guys next time. ”

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