Shen Wuhuan, who enjoyed the vacation alone, had almost no idea about the impact of "Four Lies" in the ACG circles of the two countries.

Most of her energy is still focused on her music career, and there is no way to take care of it.

No, just a few days after he was free, the Master Fang who had chatted with him invited Shen Wuhuan to his house as a guest, saying that he had something to discuss.

Shen Wuhuan was happily invited.

Riding the luxury car obtained by the previous lottery, Shen Wuhuan quickly arrived at his destination.

It is also a courtyard house, but it is not the same as the courtyard house of Li Yunxi's house, and it has not undergone much renovation, which seems to have historical traces.

Well, of course, this is a more elegant description, in fact, the bricks and tiles of the houses here are in disrepair, and the mottled marks on the walls are also embarrassing.

Shen Wuhuan's arrival was greeted by a sweet-looking little girl, who looked twelve or thirteen years old, with a red little face with two deep dimples when she smiled, which was particularly flattering.

"Is it Professor Shen?"

The little girl's voice is clear and clean, and her speech is subdued and frustrated, obviously she has been trained, which is a kind of appearance of integrating music theory into her life.

"It's me, little friend, hello."

"I'm not a child." The little girl wrinkled her nose, but in an instant, she smiled and said, "It's good that you are Professor Shen, the master ordered me to wait for you here, please come into the hospital with me." ”

Shen Wuhuan has always studied Western music, and has studied in Europe for several years, it is not an exaggeration to say that she has received a Western-style education all her life.

Walking through the porch, she entered the courtyard and planted some flowers and plants, she didn't study flowers and plants, but she felt that these flowers and plants were luxuriant, and the flowers in full bloom in the hot sun looked vibrant.

There was a sound of erhu in the distance, mournful, wafting in the courtyard, and Shen Wuhuan thought to himself that maybe Master Fang was playing.

Walking through the flowers and plants, the little girl led her into a house and said, "My master is inside, please let Professor Shen in." ”

Then the little girl stood at the door, motionless, waiting for Shen Wuhuan to walk in.

Shen Wuhuan wanted to ask again, but since he had already arrived at the door, he didn't say much, stepped over the steps of the door, and walked into the room.

The clearer sound of the erhu came to Shen Wuhuan's ears, and she couldn't tell which piece it was, after all, her knowledge was more spread in Western musical instruments, and there was not much research on folk music, which was also a matter of no choice.

Man is not a god after all, and his energy is endless.

Shen Wuhuan gently moved her steps and walked inside, and through the door frame, she saw an old man in a Taoist robe playing the erhu.

His gray sideburns swayed gently with the wave of the bow in his hand, and with this weeping music, he was like a fairy among men.

The erhu in his hand is like a complaining young woman, sobbing endlessly telling others about her sad past.

Shen Wuhuan didn't disturb him, and quietly waited for the song to finish before applauding: "Master Fang's piano skills are superb, which is admirable. ”

"Oh, Professor Shen, you're here, just now I hugged the qin and thought about it for a while, and I had a new understanding, so I forgot about my appointment with you, and I couldn't help but play, I hope Professor Shen won't blame."

Master Fang hugged the qin and arched his hand, and immediately made Shen Wuhuan wave his hand again and again.

"No, no, being able to hear Master Fang's performance also taught me a lot."

"Professor Shen doesn't have to be polite." Master Fang put the piano on the piano stand, turned around and made a "please": "Then Professor Shen, let's go outside and talk." ”

"Okay."

The two walked to the door and saw a handful of panicked little heads hurriedly disappearing behind the door frame, Shen Wuhuan was surprised that there were so many children here.

Shen Wuhuan asked, "Those are?" ”

Master Fang put his hands behind his back, and his old man was a little rickety, "Eh, most of those children are the children of my apprentices, and they are now all horns, and they don't have time to teach their children skills, so this task fell on my head, disturbing Professor Shen, and I apologize here." ”

"What's the shock, I can't imagine that Master Fang is still working hard to inherit folk art at such an old age, which really makes me admire."

Master Fang smiled, "What is there to admire or not admire, just do something that I can, but no matter what, I can't bring the entire industry to the table, the bad habits of folk artists are still dominating the entire industry, and they are doing their own business, cherishing themselves, and I don't know if it is suitable to usher in a turnaround." ”

When Shen Wuhuan heard this, he didn't know what to say for a while, after all, the two were not in the same circle after all, and talking too much would be annoying.

Master Fang showed a knowing smile: "Don't worry, Professor Shen can speak freely, I originally invited you to chat today." ”

Shen Wuhuan pursed his lips and said: "As far as I know, CN's folk music has a relatively wide audience compared to Western musical instruments, after all, the combination of various types of music and musical instruments is good, and the number of audiences is relatively stable. ”

"Professor Shen, you're roughly right, but there's one thing you're wrong."

"I want to hear about it."

Master Fang asked, "How much can you sell for a ticket for a concert of Western music?" ”

Although Shen Wuhuan didn't know why he asked, he also told the truth: "When an ordinary musician holds a concert, the ticket price for the first class room ranges from 500 to 800, and some musicians who lack fame may have to discount the ticket price." ”

After hearing this, Master Fang smiled and said, "Professor Shen still saved face for me, and didn't say how much a first-class ticket would cost for a musician like you." ”

Without waiting for Shen Wuhuan to speak, Master Fang continued: "Then do you know how much money you have to pay for listening to folk music? ”

Shen Wuhuan really didn't know what to say at this time, so he had to wait for Master Fang to speak himself.

Master Fang sighed and said, "Ranging from a few tens of yuan to a hundred and ten yuan, this is still the best position." ”

Shen Wuhuan was puzzled: "Why don't you increase the ticket price?" ”

"Improve? The ticket price is high, people don't listen, now there are so many pastime and entertainment activities, folk music is not necessary to listen, raising the ticket price will only kill itself, and the reason why there is this situation now, more is that people in this industry can only mix food and clothing, how can they still have the heart to seek development, besides, the craft is the guy who eats in our industry, who is willing to easily teach to others? ”

Shen Wuhuan felt a thick despair sweeping over her, but she was not someone who would easily admit defeat.

"Has Master Fang tried to make some changes?"

Master Fang asked with a little interest, "Change?" ”

"The form of music has the imprint of the times, and different eras produce different music, and we can try to change the form of music to promote consumers' desire to consume."