Imposter Young Master
Chapter 129 - 132 Birthday Gift_1

Chapter 129: Chapter 132 Birthday Gift_1

Yang Gang broke into a run, then suddenly came to a stop at a crossroads.

To his left stood a piano store.

Through the glass, Yang Gang could clearly see the various pianos displayed within.

In modern society, a piano is considered a luxury good. The most basic ones could cost several thousands, while an average piano is priced at over twenty thousand, making them the aristocrats of musical instruments. Pity...

Yang Gang sighed inwardly, "It’s really a pity. No matter how expensive an instrument is, if no one understands it, it remains merely a decoration."

His gaze fell upon a piano secluded in the corner of the store. Although he was not familiar with pianos, Yang Gang could still sense the archaic, elegant, and noble aura the instrument emitted.

Suddenly a gasp of "My God!" sounded from his side.

The language was from Gothic Kingdom, a small nation in Western Europe, belonging to a lesser-known language family.

But conveniently, Yang Gang is fluent in this language.

He turned to look. It was a dishevelled foreign man in his fifties, staring wide-eyed at that piano in the corner, shrouded in neglect and obscurity.

He looked like a starving beggar who had just spotted a roast chicken leg.

"Hey, old man, don’t do this. People will mistake us as accomplices," Yang Gang said in Gothic.

The foreign old man was taken aback, "Don’t you recognize me?"

Good lord!

Yang Gang felt like vomiting blood. Damn it, man, who are you anyway? Do you think you’re President Xi, a universally known figure?

In response to Yang Gang’s dismissive look, the foreign man squinted his eyes, but then his eyes brightened when he realized something. "Ah, young man, you can speak Gothic?"

"Well, a little," Yang Gang replied.

Hearing that Yang Gang speaks Gothic, the old man was clearly excited: "Young man, I have to tell you, Gothic is the most beautiful language in Europe. English, French, German; they are all unpleasant to the ear."

Yang Gang could not help but think: This old guy must be a racist from the Gothic Kingdom, right?

The foreign man seemed to pay no heed to Yang Gang’s indifference and remained enthusiastically engaged, "Ah, it is such a delightful surprise to meet a young man from Huaxia here who can speak Gothic. You know, even citizens of the Gothic Kingdom have now become reluctant to speak Gothic."

He paused, then looked at Yang Gang, "Tell me, young man, why would you want to learn a foreign language on the brink of extinction?"

Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Yang Gang twitched at the corners of his mouth, feeling a bit embarrassed. He thought to himself, "If I told him straightforwardly that I learned to speak Gothic to chase after your princess, would this old man try to pick a fight with me?"

As mentioned earlier, Yang Gang had encountered the beautiful Queen of the Gothic during a mission in Europe. To seduce her, he had deliberately learned Gothic. However, he was found by Su Xiaoxi while he was spying on the queen taking a bath. As a result, Su Xiaoxi gave him a sound thrashing.

"I wonder how the princess is doing now?" Yang Gang thought nonsensically.

A moment later, Yang Gang regained composure, and casually made up a lie, "Oh, I just think Gothic is pleasing on the ear, so I deliberately learned it."

The foreign old man became even more elated, holding Yang Gang’s hand and exclaiming, "A kindred spirit!"

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched slightly. After a moment’s reflection, he said, "By the way, why were you so excited when you saw that piano? Is it very valuable?"

The old foreigner’s eyes again fell upon the ancient piano abandoned in the corner, "That piano may very well be the only surviving one that Debussy owned."

"Debussy? The composer of the piano piece ’Moonlight’?" Yang Gang was familiar with this piano piece because Su Xiaoxi was quite fond of it.

"Yes! That piano was specially made for Debussy by Europe’s finest craftsman at the time. After Debussy passed away, the whereabouts of this piano became unknown, I didn’t expect it to turn up here." The foreign man’s gaze returned to the piano: "But looking at it now, these people don’t seem to know the value of it. They’re selling it as a second-hand piano."

Yang Gang also looked at the piano, and said nonchalantly, "No matter how valuable a piano is, if no one understands it, it’s just an old decoration."

He paused for a moment, looking at the foreign old man, saying: "Do you want to buy it?"

The foreign old man shook his head: "This piano is too sacred for a pianist. My piano skills are not high, I’m not worthy to own this rare piano."

Yang Gang contemplated for a moment, suddenly walked into the store, pointed at the old yet elegant piano, saying: "I’ll take this piano. Keep it in your store. I’ll come back to pick it up in a few days."

From the window, the foreign old man watched Yang Gang in surprise.

When Yang Gang came out after paying, the old man said: "Young man, you don’t understand piano. You can’t bring out the color of this piano’s sound. It’s a waste."

Yang Gang shook his head: "It’s not for me to play, it’s for my sister. She is a piano genius, but for some reason, she suddenly stopped playing. I want to give her this piano as a birthday gift. I hope that this rare piano will make her fingertips dance on the keys again."

After hearing this, the foreign old man paused for a moment, then asked: "Does your sister, like the piano?"

"She should like it." Yang Gang was uncertain: "This time, world-renowned pianist Husk is holding a concert in Hangcheng, she asked me to go with her."

The foreign old man paused for a moment: "Does your sister like Husk’s piano playing?"

"She should like it." Yang Gang replied.

The foreign old man pondered for a moment, then said: "Young man, can you take me to meet your sister?"

Dang!

Yang Gang looked at him suspiciously, thinking what’s this old man intending to do?

"Don’t misunderstand me. I also know some things about the piano, perhaps I could find out why your sister doesn’t want to play the piano." The foreign old man said this in Chinese, and his pronunciation was very fluent.

Yang Gang muttered to himself: "This old man has been undercover in Huaxia for many years, his Chinese is so fluent. Is he a spy? This is the first time I’ve seen such a scruffy-looking spy."

However, the old man’s promise that he might be able to find out why Yang Fei does not want to talk about the piano piqued Yang Gang’s interest.

He pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Fine! But, old man, I’m warning you in advance, if you have any improper thoughts, I’ll beat you until you can’t take care of yourself."

The corner of the foreign man’s mouth twitched: "I will behave."

"Hmm, that’s more like it."

The foreign old man was speechless.

Then the two of them took a cab back to Yang’s villa.

"Wow, kid, you’re from a wealthy family, huh?" The foreign old man said, looking at the grand Yang’s villa.

Yang Gang pursed his lips: "Europe has poor wretches like you, naturally Huaxia also has rich folks like us."

At this point, Yang Fei and Lin Qingyu had just come back.

Yang Fei, seeing the foreign old man standing next to Yang Gang, was first taken aback, then covered her mouth, displaying a look of disbelief.

Yang Gang didn’t notice Yang Fei’s reaction. He pointed at Yang Fei and said to the foreign old man: "That’s my sister."

The foreign old man, enthusiastic, quickly walked towards Yang Fei, opening his arms to hug her while saying: "Hello, I am..."

Seeing this, Yang Gang instantly got angry.

Dammit, the scruffy old man wanted to take advantage of Yang Fei as soon as he arrived. Seems like he had completely ignored what Yang Gang had just warned him.

Young Master Yang, furious, briskly chased the foreign old man, grabbing his collar, lifted him with one hand, barbarically throwing him to the side, furiously cursing: "You old pervert, completely ignoring my words. Who knows how many Huaxia girls you’ve taken advantage of, today this young master will punish you on behalf of the heavens!"

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ps: The fourth update. Today there are still four updates. Go to bed early after reading, folks.