Chapter 345
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Song Huaixian also stood up and asked, "Who sent it over?"
"Shi Jin," Fu Heyan said.
"Shi Jin?" Song Huaixian took a look.
Like Fu Heyan, he had seen too many good pianos. He had seen and touched all kinds of expensive and high-end pianos.
Playing the piano was a money-burning activity, not to mention people like them who had participated in all kinds of large-scale competitions.
When he heard that it was a gift from Shi Jin, Song Huaixian knew that it was probably an ordinary piano.
"Why would she give you a piano?" Song Huaixian asked.
"There was a small misunderstanding before," Fu Heyan said generously. "I told her not to, but she didn't listen."
She said to the butler, "Open it and check it for me. If there are no problems, I will sign it."
After she finished speaking, she sat down with Song Huaixian and continued to drink tea.
Song Huaixian nodded and picked up his teacup.
The Li family that Shi Jin belonged to had some ties with Song Huaixian. Thinking that Shi Jin was not short of money now, she might buy a top-grade piano and send it over. But no matter how good it was, it was just so-so.
Pianists had their own brands that they were used to, and they even had professional piano designers. They rarely bought mass-produced pianos on the market.
Even if it was sent over, Fu Heyan would not use it often.
Fu Heyan thought so too. But since it was a gift from Shi Jin, there was no reason for her to give it to someone else. Fortunately, the Fu family was big, so she could just find a place to put it.
Just as she was thinking, the butler walked over and said, "Miss, I might need you to check it in person. This piano … I don't really understand it. "
Fu Heyan stood up in amusement. "How can you not understand it?"
The butler of the Fu family also knew how to play the piano. He had graduated from a professional school. Fu Heyan had even practiced with her when she was young.
She had just finished laughing when she saw the piano in front of her. She could not help but be stunned.
"Huaixian, come and take a look!" Fu Heyan called Song Huaixian.
Song Huaixian slowly put down his teacup, stood up, and looked over.
The piano had been packed properly earlier, so he could not see what was inside.
Now that it had been completely opened, the situation inside could be seen clearly.
The simple body of the piano was revealed. It was not a new style recently. Some places had even been covered with a layer of paste. At a glance, it was obvious that it was an old piano.
Song Huaixian cried out involuntarily, "This … is Louis XV of Behistan?"
The butler was also stunned. "Mr. Song, are you sure?"
"Is it really Behistan's Louis XV?" Fu Heyan couldn't believe it either.
In the classical music world, Behistan was a living legend.
It was the piano brand most admired by the "Piano Devil" Franz Liszt when he was alive. Back then, when this piano genius was worried about finding a piano suitable for him to play, Karl Bechstein created a piano for him that could withstand his arm strength and difficult techniques.
This was Louis XV.
Liszt also used it to play all kinds of classics that shocked the world and created countless famous songs that were passed down to the present day.
"During the war back then, Behistan's Louis XV had already disappeared," Song Huaixian muttered. "After that, its whereabouts were unknown."
The butler could not help but be fascinated. "So, is this the imitation?"
In order to recreate the glory of Louis XV, Behistan dug out the custom-made blueprints on the 160th anniversary of his birth and gathered the master pianist, sculptor, and painter.
It took 0 professional technicians three years to rebuild the piano by hand.
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