don't call me singer

Chapter 1378

He walked all the way, he didn't know where there were few people, and then he sat down, looked at the cracked wooden pipe, and couldn't help crying with a "wow".

"Master, woo woo woo, master..."

I remembered the way my master handed over the suona to me back then.

I remembered that the master said to let myself stand out and then go back and play a song for him.

His tears could not be stopped.

Then, he heard a voice:
"Who is calling Master... What's wrong with you? Why are you crying so sad?"

He raised his head, with tears in his eyes, he couldn't see the person clearly, he could only see a short and sturdy figure, and there seemed to be a tall and thin figure behind him.

The short and stout figure came over: "Oh, the instrument is broken."

"Wooooow..." Cao Baodong cried even louder.

"Don't cry, don't cry, let me see, this is easy to fix."

Cao Baodong's crying stopped suddenly.

"Come on, follow me." The voice said, "I'll fix it for you."

Dadongzi rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then wiped his eyes with his dirty sleeves, only then did he vaguely see a rather mature young man in front of him.

Holding a flute in one hand, he was looking at him gently.

"I...I have no money..." Cao Baodong said.

"Hey, I don't need your money for changing the woodwind..." The man said gently, "Okay, wipe your tears first, don't cry... Be good..."

"Pfft, master, you don't want to hear others call you master." Behind him, someone laughed at him.

Cao Baodong rubbed his eyes vigorously, which made his eyes even more blurred.

He has been crying for almost an hour and now his eyes are swollen.

"How can a boy cry... Be good, don't cry." A big hand was placed on his head.

Cao Baodong wanted to cry even more. Since he was a child, except for his master who was so gentle to him, it seemed that no one had ever been so gentle to him.

Seeing that Cao Baodong stopped crying, Qin Chuan sighed.

This is the bamboo forest of Dongwon University.

Because of an old professor who loves bamboo like his life, few people dare to come to the bamboo forest, so it is very secluded.

However, because of the need to study the characteristics of different bamboos, Qin Chuan became friends with the old professor.

Qin Chuan is now the boss of Qin Chuan Musical Instruments.

Qinchuan Musical Instruments has almost reshaped the entire flute market, covering almost all mid-to-high-end products.

Of course, because of Gu Xiaobai, the market has more than expanded tenfold.

Qin Chuan, who has successfully started his business, is no longer the poor young man he was at the beginning, but he has not let go of his habits.

A flute and a song "Qinchuan Love" seem to have been integrated into his blood.

Every morning and noon, he would practice the flute here for a while.

In a bad mood, play the flute for a while.

When I feel better, I also play the flute for a while.

If you want to be quiet, play the flute for a while.

If you want to be quiet, you can also play the flute for a while.

And this is also the place that Gu Xiaobai likes to come to, and it is a rare and secluded place in Dongyuan University.

Because of the need to reorganize the folk orchestra, Gu Xiaobai also asked a lot of Qin Chuan's opinions.

And because of the soundtrack, Qin Chuan and Gu Xiaobai were playing in the bamboo forest today while thinking about how to perform. Unexpectedly, they just ran into Cao Baodong who broke in.

When the two heard someone crying, they thought it was someone who had lost their love or something.

But I didn't expect someone to call Master.

Now Qin Chuan is still being called Master when he walks on the street. After all, his title as Master Gu Xiaobai can no longer be removed.

Although he felt that Gu Xiaobai's accomplishments in the flute had far surpassed himself.

But even Gu Xiaobai still called Master Master all day long.

That's why it was picked up by the phrase "clothes".

Seeing that it was a boy who was crying, he came out and asked.

Seeing that Cao Baodong's instrument was broken, he suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Well, this kid really can find a place to cry.

In this world, the two people who know the most about woodwind instruments and are the best at repairing woodwind instruments are probably here.

After finally coaxing Cao Baodong to stop crying, he took two steps and suddenly felt his clothes tighten, but it was Cao Baodong who grabbed the corner of his clothes.

At this moment, Qin Chuan's heart melted instantly.

Although Gu Xiaobai called him master all day long, he never felt that he was really a master.

After all, Gu Xiaobai walked his ten-year journey in one second.

And now, even though this little guy was stinky, at this moment, he suddenly felt a little strange.

Hey, how do you feel that you are really a master?
He thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone, called Xue Jing and said, "Jing Jing, come over later, and help me buy something to eat..."

"Didn't you just finish eating?"

"I just picked someone."

"Oh..." Senior Jing over there didn't understand what was going on, but she still complied.

Then, Qin Chuan looked at Gu Xiaobai who was snickering behind him, and shook his head.

Walking along the path in the bamboo forest, you will see a hut with the sign of "Bamboo Research Institute".

The hut is really small, less than [-] square meters. This seemingly inconspicuous place is one of the few research institutes in China that mainly focus on bamboo.

Bamboo is a plant with a very fast regeneration rate. It is a renewable and environmentally friendly material. In fact, its development prospects are very large.

But there are still very few people who specialize in the study of bamboo.

And this research institute is actually not within the establishment of Dongyuan University. It is funded by Qin Chuan. The retired old professor Mr. Zhang brought a few colleagues to do research together.

There are not only studies on cultivating new varieties of bamboo, but also research on various processing and treatments.

Qin Chuan is also often here, studying and improving the craft with a few old people.

Of course, in most cases, Suona does not use bamboo pipes, but wooden pipes.

However, the processing method is very similar.

Qin Chuan brought Cao Baodong to the laboratory, found a suitable piece of wood, and started to deal with it.

Cao Baodong held his cracked wooden pipe and put the whistle in his mouth.

In the next second, a shrill suona sounded.

"Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix"!
"Huh?" Gu Xiaobai was standing next to Qin Chuan, intending to help, but suddenly turned his head.

I saw Cao Baodong blowing the suona with his whistle in his mouth.

Yes, no wood pipes, no copper bowls.

But the sound was still terribly accurate.

Cao Baodong put two wrists around his mouth to help gather the voice, deal with overtones, and change the timbre.

There is only one whistle, and the sound is still as different as Suona!
Gu Xiaobai heard Cao Baodong chirping like a bird, chirping like a magpie, crowing like a rooster, he was really happy to see him.

As soon as he raised his hand, the flute in his hand was placed on his lips, and he joined in.

Phoenix is ​​here!

The two voices entangled with each other, contrasted with each other, and spread far away.

In the bamboo forest on the opposite side, Old Professor Zhang rushed out: "Who is going to the funeral... Oh, Xiaobai!"

While Gu Xiaobai was blowing, some thoughts slowly took shape in his mind.

When Cruas died, it was you!

Suona!

When the suona blows, I will make you cry!

(End of this chapter)