After Feng Yan and Zhang Meng separated, they did not go directly to the train station because it was still early, but went to the pedestrian street to stroll and pass the time.

When passing by a piano store, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion when I looked at the various guitars hanging on the side wall inside the store through the glass window.

Just as Feng Yan was standing at the door of the piano store, looking at the guitar inside in a daze, a middle-aged woman wearing a black hip skirt and wearing a black casual suit and delicate face opened the glass door of the piano store and stood on the steps at the door with a smile on Feng Yan: "Young man, do you need to buy musical instruments or learn musical instruments? Don't stand at the door, come in and see."

Feng Yan turned his gaze to the middle-aged woman because the middle-aged woman stood tall and the black hatred on her feet were so bright that the middle-aged woman's good figure was clearly visible from Feng Yan's perspective. When he looked at the delicate white and tender face, his delicate and tender face was more feminine against the dark brown waves, Feng Yan blushed inexplicably after just one look.

The middle-aged woman seemed to notice Feng Yan's strangeness, and stood on the steps with a little awkward expression and felt embarrassed to speak, just smiled at Feng Yan.

"Do you have electric guitars in your store?"

"Yes, yes, our store mainly sells guitars, and there are all high, medium and low-end brands." The middle-aged woman said, turning around and pushing open the glass door to signal Feng Yan to go in.

Feng Yan, who walked into the store, looked up on the wall with his head raised and looked at it for a long time: "Boss, can I take a look at the rose-red guitar?"

"That, you really have a vision. This is the spare guitar used by the guitar teacher in our store to teach students, but it is not from the electric box." The middle-aged woman said, taking the guitar off and handing it to Feng Yan.

"YMH's veneer, is this 41-inch?"

“Yes, yes.”

Feng Yan took the guitar and found a stool to make it: "The strings have been loose. It's been useless for a long time, so I'd rather not use him for the time being."

The middle-aged woman heard Feng Yan say this and just smiled awkwardly.

Feng Yan pressed the strings one by one with his left hand and kept fiddling with his right hand. In less than a minute, the guitar in Feng Yan's hand could already produce a beautiful melody: "This single guitar is different. It has a good tone and resonance. The distance between the strings and the fingerboard is just right, so it's not difficult to press... Boss, how much does this guitar cost?"

"This is not a new guitar. If you like it... I will give you another guitar box for 1,000 yuan."

"One thousand eight, you get what you pay for. I used to use the entry-level guitar for three or two hundred yuan." Feng Yan couldn't put it down and tweaked the chords, gently playing the melody he had not forgotten, while muttering to himself.

"Young man, you should have a long time playing guitar. I think you can have a lot of chords."

"Haha, I started learning guitar at the age of fourteen, and I have been learning it for five or six years in a row."

"Is that so, then you can, you should have a lot of songs, right?"

"It's okay. If you don't read the score, you can talk about twenty or thirty songs. If you read the score, it's basically not too difficult to decompose the chords. I can spend it all at once." Feng Yan said and played a song "Lilac Flower" and Chen Chusheng's "Is anyone telling you?"

"Yes, young man, hey, young man, are you still studying now? Are you interested in coming to me as a guitar teacher? Just take two hours of class every night."

"Ah? Hehe, sorry, boss, I'm not from the local area. I have to go back to my hometown today. I happened to see a piano store by this place, so I couldn't help but stop..."

"Uh, that's it, it's okay, it's okay..."

"Boss, to be honest, I really want to take this guitar away, but I have promised to focus all my energy on my career, so... I'm sorry, and sorry, I'm causing you trouble."

"Don't say that, it's okay. We are all music lovers. It's a fate that you can come to my store. Young man, I can feel that you are a very motivated person after hearing what you said just now, but there is a saying I still want to say: If career and ideals conflict, then treat your ideals as a hobby. It's a good thing to occasionally take out your hobby without delaying your livelihood."

"It makes sense, it makes sense, why didn't I expect this? Now that I think about it, I'm really a bit stubborn. Thank you, boss, for letting me untied my big heart." Feng Yan turned his head out while chatting with the beautiful woman, and accidentally saw Sister Liu in the fruit shop across the road: "I'm going, I'm really afraid of anything I'm afraid of." Feng Yan suddenly became nervous. Feng Yan, who wanted to spend more time in the piano store, hurriedly left the piano store, quickly got into a taxi on the side of the road and headed straight for the train station.

Feng Yan looked guilty along the way, and he didn't feel relieved until he entered the waiting room.
Chapter completed!