Now he is working as a farm animal, but due to some strange combination of circumstances, his soul has penetrated the ancient luthier, and the music-mad man forced him to start a business. Unexpectedly, the young man from Wuling was quarreling over his head, and he sang an innumerable piece of red silk.
What? Even the most powerful princes today must listen. . . . . .
Intention: The soul of a music-mad man penetrates the piano player, starting a relationship of grievances and grievances