Am I destined to be cannon fodder? Unlock the system and lead the motherland

Chapter 67: Only poor people learn to play the konghou?

However, Lolo also knew that although Yun Ximo loved to joke, she was still very reliable at critical moments, so she had no choice but to continue following this "unreliable" host to travel the world.

After securing the red wine deal, Yun Ximo felt incredibly happy. Two hundred thousand yuan was easily in her hands. She happily put away her phone, waved goodbye to Ming Yu, and said to Zhou Ku, "You don't need the car anymore. My little piggy has been summoned successfully. Bye!"

Yun Ximo blinked at Luo Luo again and said, "My dear Luo Luo, even if I suddenly want to sell my interstellar battleship, we have to consider the acceptance of our fellow Earthlings first. To be honest, interstellar battleships and battle armor are as common on our Silver Moon Star as bicycles and cars on Earth. There is no need to make a fuss!"

Of course, for the general public, this bottle of red wine priced at two hundred thousand is something they can only look up to but cannot touch. When people hear the number, their jaws will dislocate and they will exclaim "Oh my God" in their hearts!
For the Si family, such an amount is just an understatement and a trivial decision.

Zhou Ku watched Ming Yu scan the QR code on WeChat, and the two hundred thousand yuan disappeared like magic, without any hesitation or nostalgia.

He grilled Ming Yu with a soul-searching question: "Dude, before you pay, shouldn't we have a 'real Monkey King' appraisal meeting first? What if this wine is fake? We'll really become a walking sign for 'silly people with lots of money, come quickly!'"

After all, in this world where truth and falsehood are hard to distinguish and full of tricks, even if you are a noble born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you must always be on guard not to be fooled by those cunning foxes. After all, no one wants to be the laughing stock of the local tycoon who is "smart all his life but confused for a moment"!
Ming Yu slowly retracted his gaze and said seriously, "This isn't the stuff you get on Taobao for 9.9 yuan with free shipping."

Zhou Ku almost vomited blood when he heard this, but he had to remain calm on the surface: "You are so sure, that bottle of wine belongs to your relative? Or does it have your signature?"

Mingyu: "..."

These days, chatting with friends who have insufficient IQ feels like downloading a large-scale game in the 4G era using a 5G network, which is so laggy that it makes people exhausted.

Having already staged a hundred or eighty "Escape from the Idiot Island" dramas, he returned to the car with a glass of red wine in his hand and a look that said, "I would rather drink with red wine than talk to fools."

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Zhou Ku was just about to carry forward the spirit of "never give up until you reach the Yellow River, never turn back until you hit the wall" and continue asking questions, but Ming Yu simply gave him a straight face as if to say "figure it out yourself, whether you figure it out or not is your problem" as he got into the car.

At this moment, Si Yici turned away that face that could freeze time, and with a nonchalant expression, "I'm watching the clouds roll by, what are you talking about?", he opened his thin lips and said to Zhou Ku in a cold voice, "Hurry up and get in the car, time is precious."

Zhou Ku: “Uh…?” He wanted to struggle a little more, but when he saw Si Yici’s noble and stern face that said “any more words from you are a waste of time”, the words on his lips seemed to be stuck by 502 glue, and he swallowed them back.

His inner villain was madly complaining: "Time is precious, so why are you so leisurely letting me stand in the way of this girl and playing with her heartbeat?"

Zhongmu City is filled with a strong historical charm and is the birthplace of the musical instrument konghou.

Historically, the konghou existed in three forms: the horizontal konghou, the vertical konghou, and the phoenix-head konghou.

However, since the late fourteenth century, the konghou has gradually faded from people's sight until it was almost forgotten.

In most cases, people can only get a glimpse of the charm of the konghou through ancient murals and reliefs.

Gao Junzhi, as one of the world's top konghou masters, enjoys a very high international reputation.

The konghou, an ancient plucked instrument originating from China, is mainly played by plucking or striking the strings with bamboo pieces. It has a wide range of tones, a soft and clear tone, and strong expressiveness.

It is not only a plucked instrument with a long history among Chinese folk instruments,

It plays an indispensable role in ancient court music, and is also very popular among the people and widely circulated.

Yun Yutong had a very bad impression of the city in front of her. If Shu Manli had not insisted that she accompany her to visit Gao Junlan, she would never be willing to set foot in this land.

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She was deeply disappointed by the town's surface appearance, which was covered with dirt and completely incompatible with her elegant life.

The streets were narrow and crowded, and every step she took seemed to challenge her patience and aesthetic limits.

What upset her most was that her limited edition pair of leather boots, which she had worn only once, were mercilessly stained by the harsh road conditions.

She frowned in dissatisfaction and kept wiping the dirty marks on the shoe surface with a tissue, and the resentment in her heart grew stronger.

In the various states of Country M, and even on the winding roads in the countryside, the conditions in those places far surpassed her current environment, forming a sharp contrast between the two.

Compared with those beautiful places in Country M, she deeply felt that there was a huge difference here and they could not be discussed on the same level.

When Yun Yutong learned that the so-called celebrity actually lived in such a simple environment, she couldn't help but feel contempt in her heart.

What celebrity? He's just a broke guy. What on earth does her mother think?

He actually brought her to a place like this and asked her to learn the guzheng, which is only played by poor people?
Teacher Gao, I'm sorry to bother you today. Shu Manli stepped forward and placed the carefully selected valuable gift on the table. "This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it and don't refuse."

Gao Junzhi smiled gently upon seeing this: "Madam Yun, you are so polite. Your presence has made this house more lively. Why do we need these external things?"

Upon hearing this, Shu Manli's smile deepened. She patted her daughter Yun Yutong, who stood beside her, and motioned her to step forward. She proudly introduced, "Teacher Gao, this is my daughter Yutong. She has studied abroad for many years and has won numerous international awards in the field of piano. Now, she has returned to China to continue her studies. However, I always think that our traditional culture of the Xia Continent is broad and profound. It would be great for girls to get in touch with our own musical instruments, such as the guzheng and pipa. It can not only cultivate sentiment, but also pass on culture."

"Mrs. Yun is absolutely right." Gao Junzhi's smile widened after hearing Shu Manli's statement, and she agreed, "We must not let our country's traditional arts fade into obscurity." Seeing Gao Junlan's statement, Shu Manli's smile widened even more. "That's why I hope my daughter can become your apprentice and learn the konghou."

Gao Junzhi nodded gently, took a sip of tea, turned his gaze to Yun Yutong, and asked gently, "Would you like to learn konghou from me?"

Seeing Gao Junzhi asking Yun Yutong questions, Shu Manli was extremely anxious and almost wanted to answer for her daughter herself.

However, Yun Yutong did not respond directly to Gao Junzhi. Instead, she turned to her mother, Shu Manli, and said, "Mom, I'm already struggling to focus on piano. I don't have the energy to learn the konghou, which I've never played before. Plus, my academic workload is very heavy."

When Gao Junzhi heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed across her face, but she was relieved immediately. After all, it was understandable that Yun Yutong knew nothing about the guzheng. After all, this ancient musical instrument has gradually declined nowadays, and everyone has their own interests and pursuits.

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Seeing this, Shu Manli quickly explained to Gao Junzhi, "Teacher Gao, I'm so sorry to trouble you. Yutong has been studying abroad and just recently returned to China. She's not used to the education system here yet and is troubled by the heavy workload every day."

After hearing this, Gao Junzhi smiled gently. "In that case, you should go back early. Your studies are the most important thing. After all, the college entrance exam is next year, so you really can't be distracted. Also, please take those valuable gifts on the table with you, Madam Yun."

Looking at the gifts on the table, Shu Manli knew Gao Junzhi's character very well, so she said, "Then we won't bother you anymore. We'll take our leave first."

The two walked along a rough path.

Yun Yutong looked down at her little leather boots and found that they were covered with more mud than before. She was very unhappy and said, "Mom, let's go directly to the Gourmet store."

"Well," Shu Manli said again, "What's wrong with learning the konghou? Learning the piano is learning, and learning the konghou is also learning. How can you say it's a waste of time?"

Yun Yutong replied expressionlessly, "Konghou? It's just an obscure, niche instrument with no fame or influence. What's the point of learning it? It would be more practical to enter a few international piano competitions."

Shu Manli was stunned when she heard this, then she said, "Gao Junzhi enjoys a great reputation abroad. Just because I'm letting you learn konghou from her doesn't mean you can't participate in piano competitions. If you can build a good relationship with her and use her connections and resources, your chances of entering the Golden Vina Golden Hall will greatly increase."

After hearing this, Yun Yutong showed a look of disdain on her face: "Is she Martha Argerich? I only build relationships with those who can truly help me."

In Yun Yutong's heart, Martha Argerich is the shortcut to the highest music sanctuary in Jiuzhou - the Golden Hall of the Venetian Macao.

Once she gained Martha's favor, her aunt Yun Yimeng's piano skills were not worth mentioning at all and were simply insignificant.

Although Yun Yutong also disliked Yun Yimeng, given Yun Yimeng's fame in the piano world, she still pretended to admire her.

In addition, Yun Yimeng also dislikes Yun Ximo, which coincides with Yun Yutong's opinion.

The sun is high in the sky, and its golden light is like a hymn to nature, making the whole world look exceptionally enchanting.

Huan Ling finally woke up from her sweet dream, her face was beautiful, lazy yet full of energy, vivid, bright and beautiful.

She stretched out her body, her posture relaxed and comfortable, wanting to integrate every bit of the dream she had during her lunch break into this rare sunshine.

She went downstairs, but did not see Gao Junzhi.

As she walked into the yard, the dreamlike scene instantly lit up her eyes, which were as clear and bright as the moon.

Gao Junzhi, a poetic and elegant woman, was sitting on a stone bench.

Next to her is an ancient and solemn goose-column guzheng, which, illuminated by the sunlight, adds a touch of mystery and solemnity.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, like stars, sprinkling on Gao Junzhi's body, giving her a soft and warm golden edge.

The air was filled with warmth, which made Huanling's heart soft and peaceful.

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"Has our Sleeping Beauty awakened?" Yun Huanling smiled kindly upon seeing Gao Junzhi. She quickly stepped forward and naturally poured her a cup of steaming hot tea. "Teacher, this tea is still hot. Moisten your throat quickly."

Gao Junzhi looked up, her eyes filled with love and relief. She took the teacup, took a sip, and then asked, "Huanling, have you ever thought about going back to Mingjingjun's home? You've been learning the konghou from me here for over a decade now. I remember when you first came, you were a little four-year-old girl with pigtails, as shy as a little rabbit. Now, you've grown into a beautiful young lady."

Yun Huanling poured herself a cup of tea, and her every move was elegant.

She brought the teacup to her lips, took a sip, and the warm tea fragrance instantly bloomed in her mouth, and a faint smile appeared on her red lips.

"Teacher, I wish your tea could help me solve the dilemma of life choices."

Then, she said leisurely, "Teacher, regarding the matter of returning to Ming Jingyun's home, I've been having a debate in my head, with the pros and cons arguing fiercely. Your sudden question has made the balance in my heart start to waver again."

When Gao Junzhi heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes.

This child is still the little girl who loved daydreaming.

But he said gently: "Huan Ling, no matter what your choice is, remember, this will always be your home."

When Yun Huanling's soul possessed this young body, she was only four years old. Up to now, she has been studying guzheng skills with Gao Junzhi for decades.

As for why she experienced soul travel, even she herself was confused.

She remembered that day when she came back from Earth and brought back a game terminal called "Handsome Guy's Development Diary" for her good friend Yun Ximo on Silver Moon Star.

She wants her good friend Yun Ximo to experience the fun of the Earth version of "love cultivation".

The two girls chatted for a long time, and after they left, she boarded a sightseeing spaceship.

Not long after the spaceship took off, it encountered the "warm hospitality" of alien monsters - a sudden attack that scared her so much that she almost ate the spaceship's emergency button as popcorn.

On the way to escape, a black hole also joined in the fun, opened its big mouth and "swallowed" her. It was simply the MVP of bad luck!
Inside the black hole, she experienced the ultimate pleasure of "living a life worse than death" and felt like she was being pressed to the ground and rubbed by the universe. If it weren't for her special physique, she would have become a "snack" of the black hole.

What's even more outrageous is that the black hole played a prank of "time travel" and threw her to the Qin State more than two thousand years ago like garbage.

(End of this chapter)