Monster Factory: One Thousand 220 Two: Teacher and Disciple

? Hou Yuanmei.

China famous pipa player, modern|Hyundai four-string pipa representative character.

Director of China Music Association, Vice President of China Pipa Society, China Conservatory of Music Professor (retired).

Once served as the chief of the national plucked string music of the China Conservatory of Music, won the first China Art Festival Gold Cup Award, has visited Europe, Asia, and many countries in North America, participated in the Helsinki World Art Festival in Finland, Japan "Silk Road Concert" děng děng|etc|wait ...

The "..." chapter can be stunned by a series of glory and titles on the information.

His first reaction was, since the uncle who robbed him of the golden berth next to him went to Skyrim awesome, why has he never heard of it?

Is...I am too lack of music cells, or is traditional folk music really in decline, so that the top masters in the industry have to make a living to promote folk music?

Chapter finally thinks there are both.

After checking the information with the holographic glasses, Zhang Ke switched back to the virtual world.

After returning, Zhang Ke looked at the uncle next door and his eyes immediately changed, becoming both admired and curious.

"Have you checked?" Hou Yuanmei was not surprised at Zhang Ke's expression, and the latter kept nodding.

Of course, worship belongs to worship. No matter how high Hou Yuanmei’s status is, Zhang Ke’s original opinion cannot be changed. "Uncle, I still said that. You must be Huang in the pipa training class."

"Perhaps, you can still recruit a few students for a guitar training class."

"Let you Ji Yan Le ~" Hou Yuanmei put her hands together and kept this position still. Five seconds later, the cartoon body of Hou Yuanmei's fairy-style bones turned into a void and starlight shattered.

He left the virtual world.

When the Dream space that didn't exist in reality gradually disappeared in front of you, and the age-old white wall in the home appeared in the field of vision, Hou Yuanmei subconsciously took off the holographic glasses and rubbed his eyes.

With the glasses off, the foreground of the eyes became blurred.

Hou Yuanmei remembered the fact that she was near-sighted more than 400 degrees.

The outer protective lens of the holographic glasses body has a variety of choice. If it is myopia customer(s), it can also be equipped with a corresponding degree of myopia lens. In addition, the lens body will also provide adjustable optimization options for myopia customer(s), so that myopia customer(s) can also experience a clear and delicate virtual world.

Since wearing holographic glasses, Hou Yuanmei has left her original myopia glasses aside, and she wears holographic glasses even when she goes out on the street.

After getting dressed and walking out of the house, Hou Yuanmei took advantage of the taxi-hailing function in the virtual WeChat to get a taxi.

"Master, go to Sanlitun."

The driver Master gave him a weird look.

……

As everyone knows in Sanlitun, the big name Yanjing has the largest bar street in China. Every night, here is simply a paradise for handsome men and beautiful women.

It was almost evening when Hou Yuanmei came here by taxi, but at this time there was already a bar street where handsome men and women began to get together, but the scene was as deserted as the day.

Hou Yuanmei walked into an alley in a familiar manner, then turned a few more turns to the front of an old residential building.

Knocking for a long time, a middle-aged man with pigtails and a black leather jacket on top of ripped jeans, opened the door with a confused face.

This thin, stylishly dressed trendy uncle saw Hou Yuanmei standing outside. After a while, he stunned and made a welcome gesture, "Teacher, why are you here?"

"If you have something to do, you can send a WeChat. How convenient is it for me to find you?"

Hou Yuanmei walked into this small room which is less than 20 level. After sitting on the small sofa of one after another in the room, he looked at the disciple and then at the snack on the small table. box.

He couldn't help but shook his head and said regretfully: "I said Xiao Xia, let you go home early to develop. With my face and your talents. I can help you in the position of deputy head of a local cultural and artistic troupe, you Why do you have to stay at Yanjing and delay your life?"

"Look at the days you live now."

"Days are pretty good now." The middle-aged man named Xiao Xia smiled and helped the teacher pour water at the same time and said: "Going home is safe and stable, but this will be the same for the rest of my life."

"There are so many opportunities in Yanjing at any rate."

"Your chance is to be a bar guitarist in Sanlitun?" Hou Yuanmei glared at her wrinkled old eyes, "Look at you, I don't even have a wife until now."

Xiao Xia handed the hot water to the teacher, moved a bench to sit opposite him, and smiled freely, "I don’t want to find it. I’m also very famous here in Sanlitun. Girls who like me don’t Too much."

"Hehe ~ is a little famous, why is this point still at home, not going to the bar to play guitar?"

"This..." Xiao Xia was speechless.

He wasn't bragging even when he arrived. In the past in Sanlitun, guitarist Xiao Xia was really famous, and some small bands even threw olive branches at him.

merely……

Since the virtual world of Monster industry was launched on merely, the group of young men and women who like to come to Sanlitun on weekdays suddenly got into the virtual world just like the scattered soldiers found a large army.

Can the temptation of Bundi compare with the virtual world?

What a joke about USA.

The bar has a few sky fields in succession, and Xiao Xia, a very mobile bar guitarist, naturally lost her job temporarily.

"Follow me." Hou Yuanmei said suddenly.

"Teacher, what did you say?" Xiao Xia suspected that she had misheard, "I will go back with you to play the guitar or the pipa?"

Hou Yuanmei moved the palm of her right hand inward and made a movement of flicking the air with her fingers.

Of course, Xiao Xia can recognize this as a gesture of playing the pipa.

That's right ~

Xiao Xia, a well-known guitarist in Sanlitun, was once a young folk music master who won many gold medals in Pipa competitions.

Faced with the teacher's invitation, Xiao Xia smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I am not going."

"Folk music is not as declining as you think." Hou Yuanmei knows what this proud disciple is thinking, "Do you remember that time at the Europe Finland Helsinki World Art Festival that year, our folk music representative group won No applause?"

"Currently, Western musical instruments are the dominant family, but there is no room for the development of our folk music without representative."

"Music is inclusive. As long as it is a beautiful sound, it has its own development space."

"If there is really room~IndoMTL.com~teacher, you would not only participate in an international concert, saying that you don’t like those fame and fortune, but secretly leaving the rest of the opportunity to participate in these young people." Xiao Xia was not moved, "According to seniority, when did you not send you an invitation letter to an art activity related to folk music?"

"The result is not because there are too few opportunities. In order to show the students your opportunities, you gave up your quota to others?"

"How can I help you?"

Hearing the disciple's words to pierce those uninformed thoughts she used to, Hou Yuanmei fell into a wry smile after a long boo.

Yes, there are too few opportunities.

Because of this, he is more obligated to carry forward folk music.

So Hou Yuanmei said to the disciple, "I opened a pipa training class, you come to be a teacher, and I will pay you a salary and calculate the student commission."

Faced with the disciple’s look in the eyes of Alzheimer’s patients, Hou Yuanmei said lightly, "Training classes in the virtual world."