Monster Factory

Hou Yuanmei.

Huaxia famous pipa performer, modern four-string pipa representative.

Member of the Huaxia Music Association, Vice-President of Huaxia Pipa Society, Professor of Huaxia Conservatory of Music (withdrawn).

He was the chief national music player at the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, won the first Huaxia Art Festival Golden Cup Award, visited several countries in Europe, Asia and North America, attended the Finnish Helsinki World Art Festival, the Japanese "Silk Road Concert” and so on...

The "…” chapter can be stunned by a series of honors and titles on the file.

His first reaction was, if the man next to him robbed his gold shop, then why hasn't he even heard of it?

Is it... too little musical cells, or is it true that traditional national music has fallen, so that all the top masters in the industry have to come out to earn a living to promote national pleasure?

The chapter can ultimately be considered both.

With holographic glasses, the chapter can be cut back into the virtual world.

When he came back, Zhang could look at the other master's eyes immediately changed, becoming both admirable and curious.

“Finished?” Hou Yuanmei was not surprised by Zhang's expression, which kept nodding his head.

Of course, worship belongs to worship. No matter how high Hou Yuan-Mei's status is, he still can't change Zhang Ke's initial view, “Sir, I'm still saying that your Pi training course must be yellow. ”

“Perhaps you can enroll a few more students in a guitar course. ”

“Lend you Ji Yanle ~” Hou Yuan-Mei said and held his hands together, holding this position. Five seconds later, the cartoon body of Hou Yuan Mei Xian Feng Dao bone broke into a void starlight.

He left Virtual World.

When the fantasy space belonging to the one that did not exist in reality gradually disappeared in front of the eyes, and the white walls of the upper age of the house appeared in the field of view, Hou Yuanmei subconsciously removed his holographic glasses and rubbed his eyes.

The glasses are removed and the foreground becomes blurred.

Hou Yuanmei reminds me of the fact that he has a short-sighted vision of more than 400 degrees.

Holographic lenses are available in a variety of outer lenses, and in the case of nearsighted users, they can also be fitted with nearsighted lenses of appropriate degrees. Mirror lenses also provide an adjustable optimization option for nearsighted users to experience a clear and delicate virtual world.

Since wearing holographic glasses, Hou Yuanmei has left the original myopic glasses aside, even when out on the street.

Getting dressed and walking out of the house, Hou Yuanmei took advantage of the call function in virtual WeChat to hit a car.

“Master, go to Sanlitun. ”

The driver looked at him strangely.

……

The famous Yanjing people of Sanlitun know that there is the largest bar street in Huaxia. Every night, this is paradise for handsome women.

By the time Hou Yuanmei arrived, it was almost evening, but at this time in the past, there were handsome men and beautiful women starting to pile up a bar a street, but the scene was as cold as the day.

Hou Yuanmei strolled into an alley on a well-known road and turned a few more corners into front of a very old residential building.

Half a day at the door, a middle-aged man with a braid and a black leather jacket underneath him opened the door in confusion.

This skinny, fashionable uncle saw Hou Yuan-Mei standing outside and made a welcome gesture. "Teacher, what are you doing here? ”

“How convenient would it be if you sent me a WeChat? ”

Hou Yuanmei walked into this small room of less than 20 square feet, sat on the only small sofa in the room, looked at the disciple, and looked at a fast food box on the small table.

He couldn't help but shake his head and lament: “I said Xiao Xia, I would have sent you home to develop. With my face and your talent. I can also help you with a position of deputy head of a local cultural and artistic group. Why do you think you have to stay in Yanjing to delay your life? ”

“Look at your life now. ”

“It's a good time.” The middle-aged man named Xiao Xia smiled, pouring water for the teacher and said, “It's stable to go home, but it's just like that for the rest of my life. ”

“At least not in Yanjing. ”

“Your chance to be a bar guitarist in Sanlitun?” Hou Yuan-Mei glared at the old eyes that were full of wrinkles, "Look at you, you don't even have a wife. ”

Xiao Xia handed the hot water to the teacher, moved another bench and sat across from him and smiled. "I am reluctant to look for it. I am also famous here in Sanlitun, don't like my girls too much. ”

“Huh ~ Xiao Famous Why is this point still at home, don't go to the bar to play guitar? ”

“This...” Xiao Chatten Times plug.

He didn't come to brag. In the past, guitarist Xiao Xia was truly small and famous in Sanlitun, and even some small bands threw olive branches at him.

But……

Only since the Virtual World Line of the Beast Industry, these young men and women who liked to come to Sanlitun on weekdays suddenly burst into the virtual world just as the scattered soldiers found the great army.

The seductive power of Bundy compared to the virtual world?

You're joking about America.

The bar is empty for a few days, and the highly mobile bar guitarist Xiao Xia naturally loses his job temporarily.

“Do it with me.” Hou Yuanmei suddenly came along.

“Teacher, what did you say?” Xiao Xia suspects he heard wrong, "go back to play guitar with you or play piao? ”

Hou Yuanmei's right palm turned inward and made a finger swirling the air.

Of course Xiao Xia can recognize that this is a pipa gesture.

That's right ~

Xiao Xia, a well-known guitar player in Sanlitun, was a young folk musician who had won several Piwat gold medals.

In the face of the teacher's invitation, Xiao Xia smiled and shook her head, “I'm not going. ”

“Folk music isn't as down as you think.” Hou Yuanmei knows what the proud disciple is thinking, "do you remember the warm applause that our delegation of folk music received at the European Festival of Finnish World Arts in Helsinki? ”

“The fact that Western instruments are unique now does not mean that there is no room for the development of our folk music. ”

“Music is inclusive, and as long as it is a beautiful voice, there is room for them to develop themselves. ”

“If you had the space, you wouldn't just go to an international concert and say you don't like the fame, but leave the rest of the show behind for the young people.” Xiao Xia is not moved, "according to seniority, folk music related to the art activity when not to send you invitations? ”

“Wasn't it because you had too few opportunities, and you gave up places to show your students your opportunities? ”

“What can I do for you? ”

After hearing the disciple's words poke through his unknown thoughts, Hou Yuanmei shouted and fell into a bitter laugh.

Yeah, too few chances.

But that's why he's more obliged to carry on folk music.

So Hou Yuan-Mei said to the disciple, “I started a Biwa training course, and you became a teacher, and I offered you another student bonus. ”

Faced with the sight of the senile dementia patient, Hou Yuanmei threw up softly, "A training course in the virtual world. ”