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Chapter 478 Ye Qingqing's Mysterious Veil
Guzheng is really not easy to play well.

It takes not just hard work but talent and savvy.

If you don't have talent and savvy, even if you can learn it, you will just follow the trend, and you will never be able to express your own artistic conception.

However, what everyone does not know is that it is even more difficult to play well.

Once you are proficient in a certain skill, you will have a kind of calmness and confidence when doing it.

Sometimes, I don't know this at all, so I don't try to hide it.

Ye Qingqing was like this when she played the guzheng for the first time.

Although she had tried her best to fiddle with it, she might not have noticed the feeling of self-confidence and calmness combined with entanglement and pain, but Jin Jiu saw it clearly.

Seeing this, Jin Jiu was sure that Ye Qingqing could play the guzheng.

As for who Ye Qingqing learned from, and why she pretended not to know it and asked him to teach, Jin Jiu had no way of knowing the answer.

But he was in no hurry.

When they first got married, he thought Ye Qingqing was well-behaved and cute, occasionally a little clever, but she was pure and silly.

However, as time passed, he discovered more and more that Ye Qingqing was not as simple and harmless as it appeared on the surface.

Then I thought that some of the things Ye Qingqing said before had finally come true, but she didn't have the channel and ability to know these things.

This made Jin Jiu even more curious about her.

Jin Jiu felt that the current Ye Qingqing was veiled with mystery to him.

He was not in a hurry to uncover it, but wanted to appreciate her current beauty.

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Ye Qingqing finally finished playing a murderous noise, and she breathed a sigh of relief. When she raised her head and looked at Jin Jiu, her eyes were full of anticipation.

"Ah Jiu, how am I playing?"

Like many times before, Jin Jiu smiled and praised, "Qingqing is great, her playing is much better than last time!"

Hearing this answer, Ye Qingqing felt a little tired.

No matter how she plays, Jin Jiu's answer has not changed.

This made her very entangled as to whether she had improved compared to the last time.

After all, these are all magic sounds to her, and she really can't tell whether they are better than the last time.

Sometimes she was afraid that Jin Jiu would see something, so she tried her best to play it even worse.

She also often wondered if she played too hard and played worse than last time.

However, the answers given by Jin Jiu were almost the same, and Ye Qingqing had no way to compare them, so she could only rely on her feelings.

Fortunately, as the playing time gets longer and longer, she has a bottom line in her heart, and she will gradually get better every time.

Playing the piano in the morning, going to bed at noon, and giving lectures in the afternoon, these days passed quickly, half a month was already in the blink of an eye.

Although the wound has not fully recovered, Jin Jiu has been able to act as usual.

Sometimes, she could even sit beside Ye Qingqing and play the guzheng with her little hand in her big hand.

It wasn't until the day before Xia Harvest that Ye Qingqing was finally able to complete a piece of music.

This is a local folk song, which is catchy and pleasant to listen to. Both old people and children in the village can sing it.

When Ye Qingqing played this ballad, Ye Ying couldn't help humming it.

At the end of the song, Ye Ying looked at Ye Qingqing in surprise, "Girl Qing, you play really well."

It is not in vain that she has been tortured for so many days.

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