He simply took off the old strings and replaced them with new ones.
After changing, calibrating, and tuning the guitar, he inspected it under the light. He found it was neither a famous brand nor a master craftsman's work. A new one would cost about one or two thousand yuan at most. It also looked very old, with its pickguard already badly scratched.
"Really? Such a big star using such a shabby guitar? Is it necessary?"
Muttering to himself, Chu Tian flipped the guitar over and suddenly saw a familiar signature.
Doesn't this look like my own name?
After a careful look, he confirmed it was his name. Could it be my own guitar?
Chu Tian closed his eyes and recalled. It didn't take long to find the corresponding memory. A flash of surprise crossed his face, and his expression grew complex.
Goodness, so it really was one I gave away... No wonder...
