Looking at a low table that only reached his knees, the player who had just remembered how ancient people played the guzheng knelt down (actually sat upright) and finished playing the piece, then looked at Feng Xue with hopeful yet somewhat resentful eyes.
However, what surprised Feng Xue was that the piece played was neither a whole-life routine nor a plagiarized Western musical piece, but rather a classical-styled piece unique to this world.
As for the quality...
"Mediocre at best," Feng Xue shook her head and then nodded, saying,
"The musical theory is decent, but the skills are lacking. Take this and practice. When you've mastered it, come back to find me."
After speaking, Feng Xue pulled a small booklet from her bosom and threw it to the player, who caught it and immediately showed joy, repeatedly calling her "Master" as if he was about to kowtow to her.
In response, Feng Xue gestured with her hand,
