Chapter 109

Is it a world where most of the world is music nerds?

"Mr. Youxing, although I don't quite understand what you mean by sound idiot, but what I want to say is that there are many people who sing well, in a country called Yuda, there are many people who are very good at singing, I once had the privilege of listening to a song sung by someone from Yuda, it is really good, but it is not the same as Mr. Youxing's music style."

"Then why don't you invite those who are very good at singing to sing against the Dire in the Winter Spirit Empire?"

Mosie said: "People are always tired, I remember the teacher said that once the Winter Spirit Empire launched a heavy recruitment, and invited Yuda's people to come to the Winter Spirit Empire to sing against Dire at ten times the price, but the requirement is to let Yuda's people sing sleeplessly, who can stand it, if the teacher asked me to do experiments without sleep, I would have left my teacher to follow you, Mr. Youxing." ”

"Hehe, don't lift me up, I'm afraid your teacher will settle accounts with me." Zhang Youxing complained.

Later, Zhang Youxing also understood the reason.

People will be tired, singing twenty-four hours a day, even if the singing skills are good, they will definitely become mute, this is pure torture, listen to what Mosie meant just now, the people of Yuda this country should be the kind of music or cultural entertainment as important as life, for the sake of money, they have to kill their own throats, even if they give a hundred times the price, no one will necessarily be willing to come.

And the world doesn't even have a cheap gramophone production method, I really don't know how crooked their technology tree is.

Anyway, you can always get a record player.

"Mosie, have you done your homework well?"

Hearing this voice, Mo Qian almost jumped up from the soft and excessive sofa in Zhang Youxing's office, and then immediately showed a sunny smile at the door.

The pigeon above Mosie's head was caught off guard by Mosie's sudden movements, and fell to the ground with a flutter, where it began to count the little stars.

"Teacher, I'll be done right away!"

"Get it done! Go now! "Nautilus doesn't look very happy right now.

He found that recently, his student was more and more willing to run to Zhang Youxing's side.

Even began to skip class and not complete homework, Nautilus felt that it was necessary to educate this student well, and he could not just indulge in research and ignore the teaching of his only student.

After all, Mosie may be the only person who will inherit her mantle in the future.

It's hard to find a student like Mosie who is a good fit for her kind of Transfiguration Magic School.

The title of Nautilus Magister is obtained by relying on a magic school called the Transfiguration School, as for scientific research, it can only be regarded as an additional personal interest of the Nautilus, plus his own Transfiguration School ability, he can turn into a certain creature at any time in the process of doing experiments to better complete some specific tasks.

For example, become a small animal to observe the changes in the research process in more detail.

Mosie hurriedly rolled off the sofa, then put on a pair of soft rabbit ear cotton slippers and ran towards the door with the game console in her arms.

"Give me what you have in your hand, and I will return it to you after completing my homework!"

"Don't, teacher, here are my most precious Pokémon archives......" Mosie immediately looked aggrieved.

"Give it to me!" Nautilus is unceremonious.

Mosie reluctantly handed over the game console to Nautilus, and then didn't forget to say carefully: "Teacher, don't break the game console, I'll ask you when I finish my homework!" ”

After saying that, Mosie quickly left here with the pigeon that was still dizzy and counted the stars.

"I heard you've got in touch with those little guys in the Winter Spirit Empire? How, did it achieve your goal? ”

Nautilus sat down where Mosie had sat just now, and let out a comfortable exhalation.

During this time, Nautilus has been engaged in research, even the physique of the Magister is a little unbearable, and he came to Zhang Youxing to take a break by the way.

"There's a fight against Dire over there, I just heard Mosie say that you seem to be very knowledgeable about Dire, why don't you tell me about Dire?"

"Dire, in fact, I don't know much about it, it's just that there are relevant records in some of the documents I collected, I also heard your conversation just now, and Mosie also said everything she can say, but I still have something to add to tell you."

Zhang Youxing pricked up his ears and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

At that moment, a Babaka ran up to the nautilus with a cup of tea, and then placed the teacup on the tea table in front of the nautilus.

"Thank you." The nautilus subconsciously reached out to take a sip of the teacup, but suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand, and the Babaka was holding a needle to point at the nautilus, then pointed to the teacup, and then stretched out his little hand.

"What does that mean?" Nautilus was a little confused.

Canglan said: "It's asking for labor fees......"

Nautilus was a little dumbfounded: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the Babaka clan cultivated by the merchants, and now they are all so philistine?" ”

Nautilus took out a copper coin from his deepest pocket and threw it to the Babaka tribe, and then the Babaka people left happily, and by the way, he took out a teaspoon from the small schoolbag behind his back and threw it into the teacup, and at the same time made a gesture of please.

Nautilus laughed for a while, picked up the teacup and took a sip before saying, "The music from your game console should be the most suitable music to fight Dire, according to me." ”

Zhang Youxing's eyes rolled, did not interrupt, and continued to listen.

Nautilus pulls out a magical device he has made that can store the medium of sound.

This kind of device is much more expensive than Zhang Youxing's production, after all, he doesn't have so much Babaka labor, and without these labor, the cost will definitely not go down.

He activated the magic device, and a melodious, soothing sound slowly wafted through the room.

"Most of the musicians in Yuda's country create this kind of music, and this kind of music actually doesn't play a good role in fighting Dire, this kind of music can only soothe people's inner restlessness, but your music is much more radical and exciting."

A lot of the game's music is bright and lighthearted, especially the background music of a game like Super Mario.

This style of music is clearly different from the mainstream music of this world.

"Isn't there music like me in this world?" Zhang Youxing asked curiously.

"Of course there are, but you should also know that Yuda is the most authoritative country in music in this land, and the music style advocated by their country is also defined as the most mainstream music style in this land, while other styles of music have almost no survival soil."

Nautilus took another sip of tea and continued: "I also learned from a wandering musician from Yuda that other styles of music are even defined as pagan, and almost everyone shouts about it, so you can think of it. ”