Is it up, or is it a choice?

This is a philosophical question, and a few young people are really cowardly when they stared at Qin Xuan's appearance.

How to say it, although there are three of them, Qin Xuan came up and directly abolished the chin of one of them, this attack is too ruthless, too neat, it looks like a practitioner.

There are a lot of them, but they can't beat them.

"What are you fighting, master, the skin I finally raised was used to fight for you?"

Although several people were stunned, they still did not admit defeat, and one of them stepped forward, raised his chin and said.

It's quite a drag on the words, and it's even better if you don't stutter.

Qin Xuan really didn't plan to continue fighting, just like the cowards said, they were finally raised so badly, and they were accidentally killed, which is a bit difficult to clean up, after all, although these people are arrogant and ignorant, they are not guilty to death.

"How many of you play musical instruments?"

Qin Xuan noticed that several people's fingers were white and clean, quite slender, and at first glance, they could be maintained normally.

"Yes...... Oh, yes. ”

Several young people didn't expect Qin Xuan to change the topic so quickly, and they were stunned for a moment, to be honest, they just talked to the young man who played the erhu, in fact, it was also a kind reminder in a sense.

In this day and age, there is a chain of contempt for everything, and those who learn musical instruments like them certainly have their own chain of contempt, but instruments like the erhu are at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

Those who play the piano despise the erhu and feel that the erhu is a dispensable accompaniment.

The violin player also despises the erhu, and people have four strings.

Even those who play the guitar despise the erhu, and now it is a trend to sell art, who will pay for an old-fashioned erhu like you?

"You've been learning the instrument for so long, and the school is teaching you this?"

Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"We ......"

Several young people looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while, although their teacher did not teach them this, but now it is indeed rare to see erhu in this era, all of them are old men and old ladies are still pulling, and there are not many people who take the initiative to learn erhu, so they can't be blamed for this matter.

"Can you lend me your erhu?"

Tudou saw the appearance of several young people, and asked softly towards the young man who was playing the erhu next to him.

The young man who pulled the erhu was a blind man, although he couldn't see what the potato looked like, but judging from the behavior just now, he understood that the potato was a good person, so he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and directly handed his erhu to the potato.

Tudou took the erhu, found a random bench and sat down, and then closed his eyes.

"The first time you touch the erhu, reward all the folk music masters!"

As the sound of the system sounded in his ears, Tudou's fingers also began to move, and his hand danced on the two strings of the erhu like a leap, and Qingyue's passionate voice also sounded!

This is one of the most difficult pieces in the erhu repertoire, "The Third Erhu Rhapsody"!

With the climax later, the potato's fingers were so fast that they couldn't see what they understood, only to see his fingers flying over the two strings.

Many passers-by were also attracted by this sound and stopped to watch.

"This ...... Velocity...... It's a little scary, isn't it?"

"If you haven't practiced for twenty or thirty years, you can't have such a technique, right?"

In this era, there are still a lot of people who understand music, and the young man just pulled it casually, the repertoire is not very difficult, and the technique is just average, so not many people stop to watch, but at this moment, the potatoes are casually pulled for a while and they are full of people.

"Good!"

Soon the potato song ended, and the surrounding suddenly remembered the sound of cheering.

Those cheering voices made a few young people so ashamed that they wanted to find a hole to drill into.

"Thank you. ”

Tudou returned the erhu in his hand to the young man, walked out of the crowd, and patted a few young people on the shoulder while passing over, "Music is art, regardless of crowds, borders, and types of musical instruments!"

After Tudou finished saying this, he left with Xu Feng and the three of them.

Xu Feng followed Chen Hao for a long distance in a daze, and then looked at the potato puzzled, "When did you learn to play the erhu?"

When Xu Feng was at the same table with Tudou, he didn't know that Tudou was so powerful, money and identity could be hidden, but talent could also be hidden?

"I'm born with this, so I don't need to write it at all?" said Potato with a smile.

"You're going to lie to people!"

Xu Feng rolled his eyes, and in his heart, he actually secretly admired potatoes.

Although he didn't know when Tudou learned the instrument, Tudou was indeed powerful, and he must be very talented if he could learn the instrument so well.

"Brother-in-law, you are really amazing, rich, gentle, handsome, and versatile...... Even if the current domineering president falls in love with me, he doesn't dare to write like this in that kind of novel, okay?"

Xu Ling counted with his fingers next to him, and found that the potatoes couldn't find any shortcomings at all, but the advantages were a bunch of them.

"Because you can't write a novel, your brother-in-law is so powerful, isn't he?"

"Yes!"

Xu Ling nodded with starry eyes.

On the way home for a few people, the young man over there also finished work, the young man was packing up his things, and on the other hand, he also touched the bank card that Qin Xuan gave him, and after getting the bank card, the young man was stunned for a moment, he really didn't understand, why did he give him a bank card?

However, this year, I thought of the appearance of today's potatoes pulling erhu, so I didn't take the bank card matter to heart.

After he went back, he asked his friend to withdraw the money from the bank card.

"This, this, this...... Why is there so much money in this......? Am I not dazzled?"

However, his friend helped him enter the password written on the back of the bank card, and after seeing the numbers on the bank card, he suddenly stuttered and couldn't speak.

"How much money is there?"

The young man asked, puzzled.

"I ......" my friend wiped his sweat, "I count, one 0 and two zero...... One, there are a million!"

"What?"

After the young man heard this number, he was directly stunned, what is the concept of one million, one million may be a not too distant number for ordinary people, but for people like them, one million is a huge amount of money!

And the young man also understood why Tudou used a bank card to give him money, after all, no one could carry 1 million in cash with him!