The real Master Lin!

That wasn't all.

After assembling the core, Lin Yuan picked up a small red disc, concave on one side and convex on the other.

This part is mainly used to relieve lip fatigue.

Lin Yuan directly inserted the convex side onto the core, aligning the concave side with his lips.

At this point, the suona was basically assembled, with only the last, most crucial part remaining: the suona reed.

The suona reed is somewhat similar to a human tongue.

If one only has vocal cords, they can be heard and seen, but without a tongue, they cannot produce pleasant sounds.

Its size and quality directly affect the suona's sound sensitivity and stability.

Common reeds include reed reeds, bamboo reeds, metal reeds, and synthetic reeds.

Generally, newly purchased suona reeds are closed, so to play them, they must be opened.

The reed on the table in front of him was a reed reed, and Lin Yuan simply picked it up gently and put it in his mouth to hold.

He had to hold it for about thirty seconds.

During this process, everyone watched him, not daring to even breathe.

If they had any doubts before, seeing Lin Yuan's smooth assembly process completely dispelled them.

With the system's skill buff, Lin Yuan didn't need to think; he immediately knew what each part was and subconsciously knew where to assemble it.

This was absolutely his first time assembling a suona, or even touching one, yet his familiarity with the suona was as if it was ingrained in his bones, knowing it like the back of his hand.

The Photographer was stunned, and the netizens in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.

They never in their wildest dreams imagined that Lin Yuan actually understood suona!

Wasn't this guy a real estate agent?

How did he know everything? Even this thing?

— [Compared to Lin Yuan, if my life were made into a movie, it would be like this: 'The Birth of a Waste', 'A Terrible Baby', 'Don't Bully a Young Man in Poverty', 'Don't Bully a Middle-Aged Man in Poverty', 'Don't Bully an Old Man in Poverty', 'An Ominous Departure', 'The Shaking Coffin Lid', 'The Tears of a Tomb Raider'!

— [He even knows how to open a suona reed, which means he truly understands! Most people actually know how to assemble it; there are only a few parts. The only difficult part is opening the suona, and he immediately thought of holding the reed reed in his mouth!]

— [During school: The universe is undecided, you and I are both dark horses. After work: It's destined, you and I are both beasts of burden. Actually, there's no need to be too anxious, just imagine yourself as a corpse. Soon, you can lie down, cover yourself with a blanket, and listen to him play the suona; it will definitely have a unique flavor.]

— [Before, I used to tell my friends that at worst, I'd just go be a real estate agent. Now that I think about it, I realize how ignorant I was! Can I even do that? Am I worthy?]

After installing the reed, Lin Yuan played with the suona in his hand and said with a smile, "It's assembled. Should I play a few notes first?"

Hearing Lin Yuan offer to play, their eyes lit up, and they all nodded in unison.

"Good!"

"Alright! Then I'll play."

Lin Yuan picked up the suona, positioned his mouth, and with his left hand, skillfully pressed the three holes from top to bottom, while his right hand pressed the four holes below from bottom to top.

He took a deep breath, his qi sinking to his dantian, and his stomach instantly swelled like a ball.

This practiced movement made everyone's eyes widen.

Just this starting motion, executed in one go, was definitely not something a novice could do.

Could it be that Lin Yuan was really the legendary Master Lin?

In the small room, Lin Yuan's eyes were slightly closed, his lips pursed around the reed, and using his dantian qi, he blew with all his might.

In an instant, a passionate and mournful sound exploded in the room.

The sound was like weeping and lamenting, filled with endless sorrow and grief, as if crying for a departed life, and as if painfully calling out for something.

A sorrowful atmosphere quickly permeated the small room, touching everyone's hearts.

Everyone felt as if their souls were being torn apart, their deepest hearts profoundly touched, and a wave of sadness rushed straight to their heads.

In less than twenty seconds, a heart-wrenching wail came from beside them.

"Father, why did you leave so early!! Your son is unfilial!!"

Lin Yuan was playing enthusiastically but was startled by the sudden wailing.

He instinctively stopped and looked down, his eyes almost popping out.

The Client was on his knees, head bowed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Not only him, but the other elderly people were also infected by the atmosphere and shed tears, seemingly recalling the days they used to play cards together.

Even the Photographer seemed to recall something unhappy, his eyes red, unconsciously wiping away tears.

Stunned!

Lin Yuan was stunned!

What was going on?

I just played a little, why is everyone crying?

Is this system skill that powerful?

It doesn't feel like playing the suona; it feels more like a sound wave technique from a fantasy novel?

As the suona sound stopped, the people in the room also came to their senses.

One by one, they immediately realized their previousgaffe.

Several grown men hadn't cried in half their lives, but today they cried after listening to a suona!

How embarrassing would that be if it got out!

But when they reacted, everyone's gaze toward Lin Yuan changed.

To be able to amplify a person's inner sorrow and even make them cry with a suona piece in just a few tens of seconds.

This was no longer as simple as just knowing how to play the suona!

It was probably only a legendary Master who had such ability.

Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but gasp.

From ancient times to the present, very few people have been called a Master, and all of them had played for decades.

But Lin Yuan, no matter how you looked at him, was just a young man in his 20s!

Incredible!

To be able to play at such a level at such a young age, could it be that he started playing from the womb?

Couldn't figure it out, completely couldn't understand.

But thinking about partnering with such a Master later, the eyes of the old men all sparkled.

Such an honor, something they never dared to dream of in this life, was unexpectedly about to come true today.

And the happiest person, without a doubt, was the Client.

As the head of the family, with his father passed away, it was an immense honor to be able to invite a Master to play the suona.

In the past, one would have to invite him to a grand armchair and have the entire family bow down nine times.

Although this custom is no longer popular, if word got out, how much face would that be?

The Client changed his previous mournful expression and said with a laugh, "I never thought you were truly Master Lin. It's an honor for our family to have invited you."

After speaking, he bowed ninety degrees: "We'll be troubling Master today!"

Seeing this, the other elderly people all bowed: "We'll be troubling Master!"

Lin Yuan looked at the scene before him, blinking, feeling a bit incredible.

In his impression, a hundred years ago, inviting a Master to play the suona wasn't just about spending money.

One truly had to beg him like an ancestor, and only then might he come, and even then, it depended on his mood.

From ancient times to the present, Chinese people have always attached great importance to matters after death, which can be seen from the large tombs filled with gold, silver, and jade artifacts.

Therefore, in the eyes of the older generation, having a suona Master send them off when they passed away was an honor, able to guide them to another world after death.

Furthermore, the suona was originally played for the upper class during the Ming Dynasty, and ordinary people couldn't hear it at all.

Even when it later spread to the common folk, it was passed down from father to son, not daughter, and the conditions for accepting apprentices were extremely strict, leading to suona craftsmen becoming a scarce profession.

If ordinary suona craftsmen were already like this, what about those who could be called Masters? No matter where they went, they were honored guests!