Hou Yuanmei.

He is a famous Chinese pipa player and a representative of modern four-stringed pipa.

Director of the Chinese Music Association, Vice Chairman of the Chinese Pipa Society, Professor of the Chinese Conservatory of Music (retired).

He has visited many countries in Europe, Asia and North America, and participated in the World Arts Festival in Helsinki, Finland, and the "Silk Road Concert" in Japan......

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

His first reaction was, since the uncle next to him who robbed him of his golden bunk was so bullish to the sky, why had he never heard of it?

Be...... I am too lacking in music cells, or is traditional folk music really declining, so that this kind of top master in the industry has to come out to make a living to promote folk music?

Zhang Ke eventually thinks it's both.

After using holographic glasses to check the information, Zhang Ke switched back to the virtual world.

After coming back, Zhang Ke's eyes immediately changed when he looked at the uncle next door, becoming both adoring and curious.

"Finished checking?" Hou Yuanmei was surprised by Zhang Ke's expression, and the latter kept nodding.

Of course, worship is worship, no matter how high Hou Yuanmei's status is, it still can't change Zhang Ke's initial opinion, "Uncle, I still say the same thing, your pipa training class must be yellow." ”

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

"Borrow your auspicious words~" Hou Yuanmei clasped her hands together after speaking, and kept this posture still. Five seconds later, Hou Yuanmei's cartoon body of the immortal wind bone turned into a void and shattered.

He left the virtual world.

When the dream space that belonged to the reality gradually disappeared in front of him, and the old white wall of the home appeared in the field of vision, Hou Yuanmei subconsciously took off her holographic glasses and rubbed her eyes.

When the glasses are removed, the vision becomes blurred.

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

There are a variety of options for the outer layer of holographic glasses lenses, and if you are a myopic user, you can also choose a myopia lens with the corresponding power. In addition, the lens body will also provide adjustable optimization options for myopic users, so that myopic users can also experience a clear and delicate virtual world.

Since bringing holographic glasses, Hou Yuanmei has left her original myopia glasses aside, even if she goes out on the street, she also wears holographic glasses.

After changing her clothes and walking out of the house, Hou Yuanmei easily used the taxi function in the virtual WeChat to get a taxi.

"Master, go to Sanlitun. ”

The driver's master gave him a strange look.

……

The famous Yanjing people in Sanlitun know that it has the largest bar street in China. Every night, it's a paradise for handsome guys and beauties.

When Hou Yuanmei took a taxi to come here, it was already close to evening, but in the past, there were already bars and streets where handsome men and beautiful women began to gather at this time, but at this moment, the scene was as deserted as during the day.

Hou Yuanmei walked into an alley with a familiar car, and turned a few more corners to come to a residential building that looked very old.

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

This trendy uncle, who was thin and fashionably dressed, saw Hou Yuanmei standing outside, and hurriedly made a welcome gesture after being stunned for a moment, "Teacher, why are you here?"

"If you send a WeChat message if you have something, how convenient is it for me to find you?"

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

He couldn't help but shake his head and said regretfully: "I said Xiao Xia, let you go back to your hometown to develop early." With my face and your talent. I can also help you with the position of the deputy head of a local cultural and art troupe, why do you say you have to stay in Yanjing and delay your life?"

"Look at the life you're living now. ”

"It's a good day now. The middle-aged man named Xiao Xia smiled, helped the teacher pour water and said: "It's safe to go back to your hometown, but it's like that in this life." ”

"There are many opportunities in Yanjing. ”

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

Xiao Xia handed the hot water to the teacher, moved a bench and sat opposite him, and smiled freely, "I don't want to look for it, I'm also a little famous here in Sanlitun now, and there aren't too many girls who like me." ”

"Hehe~ Why is this point still at home and not going to the bar to play the guitar?"

"This ......," Xiao Xia was speechless.

He is not bragging, in the past, in the land of Sanlitun, the guitarist Xiao Xia was indeed famous, and even some small bands threw olive branches to him.

It's just that......

It's just that since the virtual world of the giant beast industry was launched, these young men and women who like to come to Sanlitun on weekdays suddenly entered the virtual world like the scattered soldiers who found a large army.

Can the allure of Bundy be compared to the virtual world?

What an American joke.

The bar was empty for several days, and Xiao Xia, a highly mobile bar guitarist, naturally lost his job temporarily.

"Come with me. Hou Yuanmei suddenly said.

"What did you say, teacher?" Xiao Xia suspected that he had misheard, "Go back with you to play the guitar or play the pipa?"

Hou Yuanmei's right palm turned inward, and she made a finger movement to play with the air.

Of course, Xiao Xia could recognize this as a gesture for playing the pipa.

That's right~

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

Facing the teacher's invitation, Xiao Xia shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm not going." ”

"Folk music is not as declining as you think. Hou Yuanmei knew what this proud disciple was thinking, "Do you remember the warm applause that our folk music delegation received at the World Arts Festival in Helsinki, Finland, Europe?"

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

"Music is inclusive, as long as it is a beautiful sound, it has its own room for development. ”

"If there is real space, you will not only attend an international concert, but you will not only go to an international concert, but you will not like those fame and fortune, but behind the scenes, you will leave the rest of the opportunities to participate in those young people. Xiao Xia was unmoved, "According to your qualifications, when did you not send you an invitation letter for an art activity related to folk music?"

"Isn't it because there are too few opportunities that you give up all the places to others in order to give students a chance to show themselves?"

"What can I do to help you?"

Hearing the disciple's words pierce the unknown thoughts of herself, Hou Yuanmei fell into a wry smile after a long sigh.

yes, there are so few opportunities.

But because of this, he has a greater obligation to carry forward the inheritance of folk music.

So Hou Yuanmei said to her disciples, "I opened a pipa training class, you come to be a teacher, and I will give you a salary and calculate the student's commission." ”

Facing the disciple's eyes like those of Alzheimer's patients, Hou Yuanmei spit out lightly, "Open a training class in the virtual world." ”