Chen Che did not answer. The boss pointed behind him. There was a guitar.
The people here were good at singing and dancing. Musical instruments and ethnic clothes could be seen everywhere.
"I'll go take a look." Lin Xi went over.
As she watched, Lin Xi muttered, "He knows how to play the piano. He doesn't know how to play the guitar."
"Choose it. It's for you." Chen Che went forward.
Chen Che gestured to one of them. "This is for performing solo, and that's for the rhythm."
"Is there a difference?" Lin Xi turned around.
Chen Che was puzzled. "You can't tell the difference between classical and folk guitar?"
"Ah," Lin Xi muttered. "Anyway…"
