There had always been a debate about the authenticity of the Childe Chiyan.
Even though many people had seen Gu Qingfeng crush a natural treasure in the villa, they still didn't believe it. Just as Fei Ying had said, a real Childe Chiyan's body was indeed very strong, but it didn't mean that he was a Childe Chiyan.
If it was someone else, people wouldn't be arguing like this.
But in reality, it was just too ridiculous to believe that he had died and then come back to life.
In addition, the Childe Chiyan was also known as the King's successor, so Gu Qingfeng quickly became a hot topic in the northwest.
Everyone wanted to know if Han Dong's dao companion was a real Childe Chiyan, and if the Childe Chiyan was the King's successor.
Therefore, when they saw Wei Chaoqun's group coming to test the authenticity of the Childe Chiyan, the other members of the Five Colored Flower Festival also came over.
Ouyang Ye, who was already feeling guilty, felt even more guilty at this moment. Her heart was pounding and her mind was in chaos. Earlier, she had Han Dong and Qian Shan at the villa, so she wasn't afraid of anything. Now that she was alone, she didn't know what to do in this situation.
"I really don't know why you people keep suspecting that my Big Brother is a fake, and even calling him a liar. So annoying." Little Jin Er was a bit unhappy and said: "Let me tell you, my Big Brother is not a fake, and definitely not a liar. Don't talk nonsense."
On the side, Master Wenzhu wanted to take little Jin Er away because he had heard from Ouyang Ye that this Childe Chiyan was a fake. It was just that little Jin Er thought that he was real. Now that so many people wanted to test him, even though he was worried for Ouyang Ye, he knew that he couldn't help much.
"Grandpa, why are you pulling me away? I'm telling the truth. Big Brother is not a fake."
Little Jin Er twisted her shoulders and signaled Master Wenzhu not to stop her. She said: "Big Brother, since they don't believe you, just play a song and let them hear it. Let's see if they still dare to say that you are a fake in the future."
Gu Qingfeng had been sitting the whole time. He had been like this from beginning to end.
His expression was very calm, and no emotions could be seen. However, when Elder Kumu came over, he stood up and nodded to greet him.
"No need to be so polite."
Clearly, Elder Ku Mu also wanted to know if this Gu Qingfeng in front of him was real or fake. He stared at Gu Qingfeng and asked, "This old man has also heard of Young Master Chi Yan's musical attainments, but Young Master, you …"
Gu Qingfeng's smile.
Elder Kumu's't.. com's name's's's name.
"This …"
"Haha, Elder Kumu, the real Childe Chiyan's musical attainments may be unparalleled in the world. As for the fake one, it's hard to say."
"That's right. Didn't he claim to be the unparalleled Childe Chiyan? Let him play the King's' The Wind Rises on Mount Daqing. Let's see how much mystery he can play."
"My big brother said that there is no song in the world that he can't play, especially the King's's'. My big brother can play all of them." Little Jin Er raised her little head and said unconvincingly: "Moreover, whether it is the mystery, momentum, or artistic conception contained in the song, my big brother can play them all."
Little Jin Er's words were a bit exaggerated.
It was so exaggerated that many people in the hall took it as a joke.
Ouyang Ye stood there with a livid face. He looked like he had lost his soul. He kept muttering in his heart: It's over, it's over this time. It's all over. It's too late. The ninth brother's identity will definitely be exposed.
"Since Your Excellency's tone is so arrogant, then this time it will really be an eye-opener for us."
"Yes! Not to mention the artistic conception of the 'The Wind Rises on Mount Daqing', not to mention the momentum, not to mention the 999 layers of the Perfect Red Thunder contained in it. I hope the Childe Chiyan can play the 'The Wind Rises on Mount Daqing' for us to broaden our horizons. "
Many people were laughing and mocking, and some people shook their heads and sighed: "It's fake, it must be fake. No matter what song he plays, he can play the mysterious momentum and artistic conception, and it's the King's's' '. Who in the world dares to say such big words?"
"Yes! I've always heard that the real Childe Chiyan's musical attainments are unparalleled in the world, but it's just hearsay. I don't know what his musical attainments are like. Not to mention that he's a fake, even if he's the real one, I'm afraid he doesn't have this ability! "
At this time, Gu Qingfeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Is the music score of the 'The Wind Rises on Mount Daqing' in your hand?"
"Yes."
"Can I borrow it?"
The Ku Mu Holy Man nodded and handed over the music score in his hand.
Wei Chaoqun laughed: "Haha, this is not only the music score of the 'The Wind Rises on Mount Daqing', but it's also an authentic handwriting written by the King himself. Since you call yourself a Childe Chiyan and also claim to be the King's successor, you can't not even recognize the King's handwriting, can you?"
Gu Qingfeng ignored him and only looked at the music score in his hand. A strange feeling rose in his heart.
The music score was written on a piece of cloth.
And Gu Qingfeng still clearly remembered that year when he had a sudden inspiration and had an epiphany in his heart. He took a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrote down the music score that he had comprehended. Furthermore, he used the five colors of the Five Colored Mountain. The handwriting on the music score still retained the remnants of his spirit from that year. He sent out his spiritual sense to once again feel the remnants of his spirit in the music score and felt that it was somewhat childish.
The only thing that touched and made him sigh was that he didn't think that after so many years, the old man would still keep this piece of cloth. Whether it was the handwriting or the spirit, it was preserved as if it was new. The old man must have been carefully taking care of it. Otherwise, the remnants of his spirit would have disappeared long ago.
Folding the music score, Gu Qingfeng handed it back to the Ku Mu Holy Man and said: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."
The Ku Mu Holy Man's expression was blank, as if he didn't understand Gu Qingfeng's meaning. What did he mean by "thoughtfulness"? What did he mean by "thank you"? What did he mean?
"Why are you thanking me?"
"Thank you for preserving this music score so well."
"This …"
"Childe Chiyan, you returned the music score to the Ku Mu Holy Man. Are you not going to play it?"
After Wei Chaoqun finished speaking, Ding Rui also said: "How can I not play it? In my opinion, the Childe Chiyan only took one look and understood it thoroughly. Who knows, maybe later he really can play the 'The Wind Rises on Mount Daqing' to perfection."
"Ha! I'm looking forward to it! "
"Not just you, who isn't looking forward to it?"
Gu Qingfeng drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, then poured two more cups and handed them over, saying: "Old man, may I toast you three cups of wine?"
The Ku Mu Holy Man frowned, not understanding. After thinking for a moment, he still accepted the wine cup.
"Back then on Mount Daqing, the old man was seriously injured to save Gu Tianlang. Back then he was in trouble, so he couldn't personally come to see you. Today, I'm here on his behalf to toast you three cups of wine!"
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