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"Let me introduce it. This is Teacher Mo Yanmo, my neighbor and good friend. Lao Mo, this is Jiang Ya, and it is also a very good child from our Jianghai City. I have grown up since I was a child. Oh, these are her friends." Standing in the middle of the living room, Ma Huaiyuan introduced with a smile. [Search for the latest updates are all available.]

"Oh, okay, please sit down, everyone." Mo Yan politely brought the few people to the sofa in the living room, but there was no smile on his face. He looked like a serious person.

"Sorry, I'm too simple here and there is nothing to entertain everyone." Mo Yan said, turning around to pour water for everyone, but Jiang Ya took it first.

After everyone separated the guests and the host and the host, Ma Huaiyuan spoke with a smile.

"Old Mo, I'm going to the Three Treasures Hall today without any trouble. I'm here to find trouble for you." Ma Huaiyuan said happily.

Mo Yan didn't say anything, but just looked at Ma Huaiyuan quietly, as if waiting for his next sentence. The expression on the thin face seemed to be so serious forever, and his smile seemed to be insulated from him.

Fortunately, Ma Huaiyuan was used to Mo Yan's appearance and said to himself: "Old Mo, that's the case. This Liu Yufan is a student of Jiang Ya. His piano skills are very good and he has improved very quickly. Before, he was taught by Jiang Ya, but today Jiang Ya mentioned it to me, saying that she had a little trouble, so I remembered you. I don't need to say more about your skills. If you are willing to take care of this child, that would be really..."

Before Ma Huaiyuan finished speaking, Mo Yan waved his hand and signaled him not to say anything further. His already serious face frowned even tighter.

"Old Ma, I won't accept students." Simply seven words, but they refused to be straightforward and without any delay!

When he heard Mo Yan's words, several people were stunned. Unexpectedly, Mo Yan refused so simply. Even if he chose a student, he had never even heard Liu Yufan's performance, so why did he refuse to accept it directly?

"Old Mo, with your high level, it would be a pity not to take students. I have seen Yufan play the piano. He is very talented and spiritual. You will definitely not regret it if you accept him as a student." Ma Huaiyuan was still working hard for Liu Yufan. After all, when he saw Liu Yufan playing before, he had a deep impression. For such a good seedling, Ma Huaiyuan really hopes that he can find a good teacher.

"Lao Ma, I don't accept students, it's not targeting someone. Please understand." Mo Yan rarely explained a few words, but there was no sign of looseness.

"Teacher Mo, let me say something." Seeing that things were about to be ruined, Jiang Ya hurried out to smooth things over.

Hearing Jiang Ya interrupted, Mo Yan didn't say anything, but turned his gaze. Looking at Mo Yan's burning gaze, Jiang Ya was a little nervous and said to herself: "How could there be such a strange person?"

"Maybe the more capable a person is, the more strange his temper." Jiang Ya guessed secretly.

"Teacher Mo, don't rush to make a conclusion first. After all, you have not heard Yufan's performance yet. I asked him to play a short paragraph. If you feel dissatisfied, then let's leave immediately. If you think he is okay, please consider it again. How about it?" Jiang Ya finished speaking, without waiting for Mo Yan to refuse, and immediately signaled to Liu Yufan to come over.

Although Liu Yufan had a thousand unwillingness in his heart, he had to follow the order from Jiang Ya.

Some reluctantly carried the bag containing the piano score, and Liu Yufan slowly stood up from the corner of the sofa.

"Huh?" Mo Yanben wanted to refuse impatiently, but suddenly he saw something out of the corner of his eyes, and immediately all his attention was attracted!

At the same time, everyone also noticed something wrong with Mo Yan. He, who was just cold, was breathing rapidly and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible and was stimulating.

Everyone followed his eyes and was in Liu Yufan's direction. To be precise, it was the plastic bag containing the piano score in his hand.

The plastic bag is transparent and you can clearly see the covers of several books inside. They are just a few ordinary piano scores, and there is nothing special. Everyone doesn't understand why Mo Yan had such a big reaction.

"Child, show me the bag in your hand!" Mo Yan said to Liu Yufan, his tone changed from his previous indifference and became a little trembling!

Liu Yufan was also very surprised. He didn't know why the bag in his hand attracted this person's attention.

He handed it over with some hesitation. Liu Yufan was very nervous, afraid that Mo Yan would be excited and tear his bag!

Mo Yan took the bag from Yufan's hand and did not move even more manic. He grabbed the bag with his left hand, reached into the bag with a trembling right hand, and took out the book on the outside!

On the gray cover, the two vigorous brush words "Gu Jing" came into Mo Yan's eyes. He gently stroked the two words on the cover, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly!

"Drum Sutra"? Seeing Mo Yan reacting so much to this book, he was a little surprised. Because he was anxious this morning, he put the book in when he was picking up the piano score from the piano. Unexpectedly, the person named Mo Yan in front of him seemed to know this book. Could it be that something really coincidental?

"I have been accustomed to drum since I was a child. I have followed the opera troupe for decades and have experienced many experiences in drum music. There are many drum music in various places, but the methods of recording are different, which is very inconvenient. Therefore, I have devoted myself to the folk yardstick method and the oral method of drum music. I wrote a Drum Sutra, Mo Ting."

Suddenly, this passage appeared in Liu Yufan's mind, which was the opening words of the "Drum Sutra".

"By the way, Mo Ting and Mo Fan, these two people are both surnamed Mo, so they don't have anything to do with them!" Liu Yufan's mind was like lightning. But even he himself couldn't believe it.

Is it possible? Like a novel!

Looking at Mo Yan's focused movements, anyone could see his emotional excitement at this moment. Therefore, no one made a sound to disturb him, but just waited quietly for him to return to peace.

He opened the cover of "Drum Jing" tremblingly and looked at the beautiful vertical line on the title page. Mo Yan stroked it word by word, and slowly, his eyes turned red!

After a while, he sighed and carefully closed the pages.

The next moment, he looked at Liu Yufan steadily. His gaze was so imposing and sharp that Liu Yufan was afraid to look directly.

"Where did you get this book?" Mo Yan's voice was not high, but it had a sense of inconsistentness.

"Mr. Mo~~Sir." Liu Yufan really didn't know what to call the person in front of him. It was not appropriate to call him "Old Mo". He also said "Teacher Mo" and did not agree to accept him as a student. After thinking about it, Liu Yufan came up with such a title.

Fortunately, Mo Yan didn’t care what title Liu Yufan used at this moment, he only cared about this book!

"Mr. Mo, this book was given to me by an old artist in our village. When he gave me the book, he did not say it in detail. He only said it was given to him by an artist when he was learning arts with a traveling folk artist." Liu Yufan explained.

"That's it, so that's it." Mo Yan said to himself, and suddenly asked again: "He didn't mention the whereabouts of that folk artist?"

After saying that, before Liu Yufan answered, he shook his head: "He has no place to live, so whereabouts will be? I didn't expect that, haha, I could still see my father's hand scroll in my lifetime. I don't know if he is here at this moment. Oh, the sky has no eyes, and luck makes people..." Mo Yan said this, and actually covered his face and cried, unable to do so!

But when he heard Mo Yan's words, everyone in the room was stunned!

"My father? Hand-rolled?" This is really bizarre. Could it be that this book was written by Mo Yan's father?

"Everyone, sorry, I just lost my composure. You call Yufan, right? I'll save this book for you." Mo Yan looked at the book with some reluctance and handed it to Liu Yufan. At this moment, the look he looked at Liu Yufan was no longer as cold as before, maybe because of this book.

"No, Uncle Mo, since this book belongs to your father, it is of course the original owner. I can't ask for it." Liu Yufan quickly refused.

"I am not his master. Since my father gave you a book to the old artist in the village, it shows his recognition of him. Now that the old artist has been passed on to you, I believe that I will not teach you for no reason. Since that is the case, this book is destined to you, so you can accept it, no need to say it." Mo Yan said, putting the book in front of Liu Yufan.

"Huh?" Mo Yan was surprised when he put the book back, and saw him reaching out his hand and taking out another book from Liu Yufan's plastic bag containing piano scores.

Li Chongguang's "Basics of Music"!

When he opened the title page and looked at the very abstract and artistic letter m in the blank space in the lower right corner, Mo Yan laughed silently.

"Haha, it turns out that this book is in your hands." Mo Yan looked at Liu Yufan with an unconcealed surprise in his eyes. Even he couldn't believe that there was such a coincidence in this world.

"Who are you?" Liu Yufan looked at Mo Yan incredibly and thought to himself, it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

"This book is mine." Mo Yan said with a smile.

"This book is mine!" The simple six words made Liu Yufan's heart suddenly feel mixed.

There are accidents, surprises, but more, thanks!

Liu Yufan suddenly stood up, bowed respectfully to Mo Yan, and said with gratitude: "Teacher Mo, thank you!"

Liu Yufan's bow and the "thank you" come from the heart. The moment he got this book, he was wondering which selfless teacher generously gave the book to him. It was because of this book that he laid a solid theoretical foundation in those most difficult days. Liu Yufan was always grateful to the original owner of this book and wanted to thank him in person. Unexpectedly, he actually saw him today!

Seeing this dramatic scene, everyone else in the room was stunned!
Chapter completed!