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Chapter 1250

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A few hours later, Xiao Xia and his teacher returned home.

Hou Yuanmei lived in an old-fashioned neighborhood built in the 90s. Most of the residents were retired people around Hou Yuanmei's age.

Xiao Xia was no stranger to his teacher's house, and he was also familiar with the set of primordial spirit equipment given by Monster Industries.

Xiao Xia had holographic glasses and primordial spirit gloves, but he couldn't afford a data terminal. Hou Yuanmei might have expected that this disciple would be willing to accompany her into the virtual world, so when she planned to start a pipa class, she helped Xiao Xia buy a data terminal.

"Teacher, you only have a little over a million in savings. Why don't you save this money for your retirement?"

After entering the door and seeing his teacher fiddling with the virtual equipment workshop, Xiao Xia couldn't help but ramble, "Look at you. You have this set of top-notch equipment, but instead of fighting in the virtual world, you have to start a class."

Xiao Xia didn't stop talking, but his hands were firmly attached to the cool sci-fi primordial spirit equipment.

When the two entered the virtual world, the DIY weapon shop next door had already opened.

However, due to the lack of raw materials, the weapon shop owner, Zhang Ke, could only use the two hundred virtual coins in his pocket to buy some junk materials from customers. Then he used his own hands-on ability and creativity to turn these junk materials into junk weapons and sell them to customers at a higher price.

Xiao Xia had obviously experienced the virtual world before. After coming to the pipa class with his teacher, he could only watch as the weapon shop next door was filled with people, and no one cared about the pipa class next door.

"What are you waiting for?" Hou Yuanmei patted her disciple. "Hurry up and help me see how the classroom's decoration style is. Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

Xiao Xia looked for a long time and said nothing.

His teacher not only kept up with modern technology trends, but he was also half an expert in Hua Xia's classical life culture.

It was not an exaggeration to say that he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Naturally, Xiao Xia couldn't find any problems with the ancient decoration style that he carefully selected.

But it seemed like it was missing a pipa …

"You can buy a pipa from the system store. You can buy one for fifty yuan." Hou Yuanmei waved her hand to signal her disciple not to worry about the teaching equipment.

There were many registration procedures in the virtual world's business bureau.

Buying a shop required yuan, renovating it required yuan. If he opened a teaching class, the teaching equipment could be bought directly.

However, there were many restrictions on the equipment in the shop next door.

For example, the owner of the weapons shop, Zhang Ke, was unable to buy processing equipment from the system. He could only buy it with virtual coins.

This restriction was probably made by the system to prevent people from directly spending money to increase their combat power. Otherwise, if he spent RMB to buy a bunch of lathe tools, wouldn't he be able to use them as weapons?

There were many kinds of pipa used for teaching. Hou Yuanmei first bought twenty of the most commonly used four-stringed pipa. Disciple Xiao Xia moved the classical desk used by students to the side so that it was facing the podium in a V-shape.

There was no opening ceremony or fireworks.

Xiao Xia and Hou Yuanmei, this pair of master and disciple, stood in front of the newly opened virtual pipa training class in a daze, staring at each other.

"Don't look at me. Even if I want to hand out flyers on the streets, I have to make them appear first, right?" Xiao Xia innocently spread out his hands.

Hou Yuanmei was also at her wits' end.

He had participated in the first National Entertainment Event. Back then, in front of countless users, he had won thunderous applause for a long time with the song "The Overlord Takes Off His Armor". It was that rare experience that made Hou Yuanmei realize that teaching in the virtual world was very promising.

But now, looking at the users on the street who were hurrying around, they were not cut out for learning the pipa.

When accepting students, of course, it was best to accept children under the age of 13. Students at this age were considered to be in the fastest period of intellectual development. Moreover, they were young and had not experienced the influence of society. They were simple and naturally had the simplest and purest understanding of music.

But looking at the users on the street, they were all young people between the ages of 20 and 30.

Since she couldn't find any flyers, she couldn't just randomly ask people if they wanted to learn the pipa.

Hou Yuanmei simply moved a stool, hugged a pipa, and sat at the entrance of the training class. She played the pipa to the pedestrians on the street.

— — Spring River Moonlight Night.

The moment Hou Yuanmei's hands touched the strings of the pipa, her entire aura changed.

She became a cultured and refined scholar full of tenderness.

The pipa was not exclusive to women.

Every single one of the great masters of the lute throughout history was a man.

With a gentle pluck, the clear and melodious music notes, like the gurgling of water, immediately froze the users who were hurrying around the intersection as if they were imbued with the magic of a spell.

"Boss, take a taxi. It's only 50 cents to the South Gate …"

"Holy sh * t ~"

The pipa sounded again, and the music notes turned into strings of jade beads. Even the "taxi drivers" who were soliciting business around came over with faces full of surprise.

The rotating shaft plucked the strings three or two times, and there was emotion before the tune was formed.

Hou Yuanmei casually plucked the strings. Before she entered the gentle and tender part of the song, the users on the street had already felt the same and walked into the beautiful spring river and moonlight night that had been sung by the ancients until now.

After the gentle sound of the jade beads, there was the sound of the strings whispering.

Hou Yuanmei's hands turned into bees dancing in the flowers. The music notes turned into countless jade beads and fell into the ears of the surrounding users like rain.

Everyone couldn't help but stop. They couldn't even bear to make a sound.

Although they were busy, they couldn't delay this moment. Wasn't it better to listen to the beautiful music notes that seemed to float out of a landscape painting?

The gentle melody, the peaceful mood, interpreted the beautiful scenery of the world.

The evening drum sent away the setting sun, the sound of the flute welcomed the evening of the full moon, and the light boat rippled on the spring river. The green mountains on both sides of the river, the shadows of the flowers, the ripples of the water, the sound of the oars …

This kind of picturesque poetic scene appeared in front of people's eyes. It made people feel as if they were dreaming of the Tang Dynasty. Who would have the heart to disturb and destroy it?

The song ended.

The surrounding users were still intoxicated by the beautiful mood.

"Ding dang ~" A sound.

The sound of metal hitting the ground disturbed the circle of users closest to Hou Yuanmei. When everyone traced the source of the sound, they found that it was a coin bouncing on the ground.

Where did the coin come from?

"Ding dang ~" Another sound.

The disciple standing behind Xiao Xia hurriedly picked up the coin. He was about to reprimand the guy who looked down on others.

However, when the coin was in his hand, Xiao Xia was completely dumbfounded.

Because the information on his wrist received a message, and he received a [Five Yuan Virtual Coin]. "

"Good!"

"Well played." Some people in the crowd applauded excitedly as if they were watching a street performer.

The surrounding users retreated in a circle, indicating that they didn't want to be associated with such an idiot.

Didn't they see the Pipa Training Course signboard behind him? How could such a master be a street performer?

However, the user who applauded loudly didn't care. As he continued to applaud, he reached into his pocket and threw another coin in Xiao Xia's direction.

His action successfully attracted all the nearby users. When everyone checked his identity with their information watches, they suddenly realized.

This was an NPC resident of the Imperial City.

If users went to check the Imperial City's information, they would find that there were millions of local residents in the Imperial City. Of course, they wouldn't meet so many on the streets. Countless users walked on the streets. Out of about ten people they met, two to three were NPC residents.

These natives would watch when there was a commotion, and they would avoid people blocking their way.

Of course, they would resist when they were robbed.

Now, everyone didn't expect that they had musical talent and could distinguish between good and bad music.

Then, Hou Yuanmei's surroundings began to tinkle non-stop. Almost all the NPC residents were applauding and throwing coins in a daze.

"I … damn, I can even perform for NPCs here?"

"God, are you playing with me? I worked hard for two days picking up trash outside the city and earned less than a hundred dollars. He can earn a bunch of tips just by playing the pipa? "

"I … I'm definitely going to be rich. I can play the guitar. You guys wait, I'll go to the store and buy a guitar now. "

Of course, there were also people who tried to reach out and pick up the virtual coins on the ground. In the end, as soon as he bent down, he was kicked in the butt.

"Bah, aren't you ashamed? You have the nerve to rob people of money based on their talents?"

Disciple Xiao Xia hurriedly picked up all the virtual coins. There were five-dollar coins and ten-dollar coins. In total, there were more than two hundred dollars.

"Teacher, we're … we're rich." Xiao Xia, who was excited, said in ecstasy in Hou Yuanmei's ear, "The value of a virtual coin is now six dollars, and no one is willing to exchange it. You just made two thousand dollars in cash."

"Teacher, hurry up and play again. Play your best song, 'Overlord Takes Off His Armor.'"

"I … I'll play your head." Hou Yuanmei's face was full of constipation. He didn't expect that the 'Spring River Moonlight Night' that he had single-handedly attracted the NPCs that were everywhere in the city.

He even earned more than two hundred coins as a tip?

Wasn't this nonsense?!

He really didn't know what the programmers at Monster Industries were doing.

"Don't, teacher. If there's money, why don't we earn it?"

Xiao Xia stuffed all the virtual coins into Hou Yuanmei's hand and saw that his teacher was embarrassed to be associated with him. Xiao Xia shouted at the crowd with a face full of indifference, "Yuan Mei's Pipa Training School is open for business. The top Pipa artist in the country, Teacher Yuan Mei, is personally teaching. Everyone who wants to learn the pipa, quickly sign up. We can discuss the tuition fee."

All the users subconsciously shook their heads.

Who has time to learn the pipa?

Just as the users were thinking about what talents they could use to trick the NPCs, the NPC residents who had just tipped walked up one by one. "How much? I brought my son to sign up."

This time, not only the users were stunned.

Even Hou Yuanmei was dumbfounded. NPCs could do this?

"Five … five thousand a month." Xiao Xia directly opened his mouth and extorted.

"I won't learn if it's too expensive." The NPC who had asked the question turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go. One thousand. How about one thousand?"

Another NPC shouted stiffly, "One thousand isn't expensive. I'll sign up."

"Me too."

"Clang ~" A loud sound was heard.

The owner of the weapon shop next door, Zhang Ke, was stunned. The hammer in his hand fell to the ground. There were ten thousand wild bulls running wildly in his heart.

Damn, there was this kind of operation …

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