"Remember to be trashed? Then who is Thirty-eight?"

"It's Gongsun Sanbakang."

“…Is there no abbreviation?”

"Kang."

From traditional to simple, it is so direct.

Gong Basheng also added: "Because Kang Guo's music is sophisticated, he likes his abbreviation."

Xiaoxiao happily held the wine cup in his hands and drank Xiangxue wine. The snow-white silk cloak was spread out, and a tree of silk kapok was embroidered on it.

"By the way, Mr. Gong, I have always wanted to ask you something?"

"ask."

"If there is someone who is addicted to playing the piano silently, what does that mean?" Xiaoxiao thought that this question could be asked by Gong Basheng.

"As long as you pluck the strings, it will make a sound."

"What if I plucked the strings but didn't make a sound? Could it be that I was practicing fingering or something?" Xiaoxiao speculated.

"No." Gong Basheng looked at Xiaoxiao very seriously, "It seems that Xiaoxiao also heard the piano language coming from the lake just now."
Chapter completed!