Driving forward, the destination can be said to be quite far, and it has been deviated to the periphery of the capital.

As far as the eye can see, the town is not yet developed, and the lush trees and pedestrians walking slowly around it give it a very retro feel.

Away from the fast-paced life of the capital, it was like entering a different world in an instant.

Along the way, the road was in good condition, but it was too long, and by the time they reached their destination, they saw that it was almost night.

Come to think of it, this time was also calculated by the other party, and maybe it would be able to catch up with a meal.

But soon, Shen Wuhuan knew that his idea had failed.

The building of the destination is an old mansion that looks quite old, with a large courtyard and an all-wooden structure, which makes people feel as if they have traveled back to ancient times as soon as you enter this house.

Standing in the hall of the house, a large family's spirit greeted him.

The so-called hall, also called the guest hall, the overall layout pays attention to strict and orderly, in the middle of the rules, with the central axis of the main hall as the benchmark, the symmetrical way of using a complete set of sets, furniture, couplets, plaques, hanging screens, calligraphy and painting screen strips are all symmetrically arranged on both sides of the central axis, solemn, noble, very magnificent.

If it weren't for the people sitting in the hall, they wouldn't be so eyeing each other.

At this time, in the hall of about 30 square meters, there are about thirty or forty people sitting and standing, it can be said that it is a piece of black and beautiful as far as the eye can see, they have old and young, and several of them are the most respected and sit on chairs made of ebony, and according to the seniority to the outside, the age level is gradually reduced, which also means the decline of status.

One of the two main seats under the plaque in the middle hall was Master Fang, and the other was obviously the owner of this house, an old man who was older than Master Fang, with neat silver hair and a solemn expression.

The interesting thing here is that the older people are, the more hostile they become, and the half-grown boys and girls look at them with a hint of curiosity.

"Is it Miss Shen Wuhuan, a professor at the Capital Conservatory of Music?"

The old man sitting in the main seat asked, his voice was loud, full of air and implied rhythm, and he was obviously a great musician.

Although Shen Wuhuan didn't understand these red tapes, he didn't dare to slack off at this time, "The younger generation is Shen Wuhuan." ”

Seeing that Shen Wuhuan was still quite knowledgeable, the old man nodded, raised his hand, and the old man on the seat of his hand said: "Today is Miss Shen's entry ceremony, according to the rules, she should worship her ancestors, her teacher, and her parents, but since Miss Shen is a well-known person, I will find out today. ”

Rules are rules, and all walks of life in our country have paid attention to their generations since ancient times, especially some traditional folk artists are most interested in these.

Shen Wuhuan had already done his homework and nodded yes.

But at this moment, the old man of the main family added: "After the review, Miss Shen will worship one of us as a teacher." ”

There was no room for negotiation between words, and it was clearly unplanned.

Sitting in the hall, counting the master above, a total of 8 old men, and several other people have cast doubts to the master's house?

"Old Qian, this is not the same as saying good!"

"I will never take an apprentice who learns Western musical instruments!"

"It's not in accordance with the rules to worship my literary generation directly as a teacher."

......

These old men say everything, and in the final analysis, it is a sentence "If you want us to take her as an apprentice, don't even think about it!" ”

And the same excitement is those middle-aged people who look to be thirty or forty years old, Shen Wuhuan worships the old man here as a teacher, which means that this foreign population is the same generation as them as soon as they enter the industry, or even higher.

This is something they cannot bear.

"Can you stop talking to yourself? Did I say that I want to worship any of you as a teacher? ”

In the noisy hall, a loud female voice suddenly came and interrupted all the quarrels.

Who is Shen Wuhuan?

Even if she now knows that she respects her teacher, but that is also in her own industry, to put it bluntly, she doesn't have to join this broken folk music, the original intention was to help, and now she has come as promised, and she has arranged for herself to work?

With Shen Wuhuan's character, he definitely can't bear it!

"Junior!"

"Hugh is so mad, how can you speak in the hall?"

"You need to know your own situation!"

Xia Mengxue, who was standing behind Shen Wuhuan, couldn't listen anymore, took a step forward, pointed to the person in front of him and said, "You guys are sick, we have spent so long coming, but we didn't listen to you say this!" ”

Xia Mengxue joined the battle, and the quarrel between the two sides became more intense.

Xia Mengxue is a standard rock girl, more than 20 years ago, there was a direct equation between a rock and a ruffian.

Which of these "old antiques" are her opponents, plus Shen Wuhuan, this scene in front of her is simply a rush of "Zhuge Liang's tongue battle group of Confucians"!

Li Yunxi's temperament is still softer, standing behind Shen Wuhuan, she quietly pulled her finger and said: "Don't quarrel with them, it's really not good, we'll go back, it's not that we can't live without them." ”

Shen Wuhuan listened to it in his heart, but he felt that the scolding was not enjoyable enough, and it happened that the resentment in his heart was difficult to relieve in the past few days, and it was all sprinkled on these rotten trees to be comfortable!

"That's it!"

At the sound of the order, it was like thunder bursting in the ears, and everyone fell silent.

Shen Wuhuan's hearing was excellent, and she even felt a slight pain in her ears, she stared closely at the old man sitting on the main seat, this voice was exactly what he shouted.

The old man spoke: "Miss Shen's apprenticeship, put it aside for the time being, and after the review, we will discuss it again, or Miss Shen will leave on her own now, so as not to hurt the harmony and lose face." ”

The old man's words are also quite level, and now the two sides are arguing, if Shen Wuhuan still dares to participate in this review, then he has to bear the risk of being troubled, if he thinks that he is afraid of getting into trouble or hurting his face if he can't pass the review, he will leave now.

There is also an element of agitation in these words, and it is precisely because he has seen through Shen Wuhuan's personality that he will never admit defeat easily.

"Censorship, huh? Okay, don't fix those useless things, just start, I'll tell you now, no one here is worthy of me as a teacher, not even folk music! ”

Shen Wuhuan really ate this trick and immediately accepted it.

In this way, in the midst of everyone's righteous indignation, the first examination question came out.

"The first question is that horses are the indispensable transportation, production, and combat power of CN since ancient times, so please use horse-related information to present it in the form of folk music."