Pokémon Breeder

After listening to Qiu Yuan's erhu performance, it took a long time before Matalis came to his senses and turned off the tape recorder that was recording, but there was still a trace of regret on his face.

"This song is so good that I regret not burning it with a disc burner."

Although the science and technology in the Pokémon world is very advanced, and the high-quality recorders produced can achieve perfect quality recording effects, they are still not as clear and high-quality as specialized disc burners.

"I wonder what the name of this song is?" Delly asked warmly.

"Winter and spring rain."

"Dongchun...Yan Yu?" Matalis read it a bit strangely, feeling that the name was inexplicably difficult to pronounce, but it sounded quite artistic.

Qiu Yuan smiled, it was indeed a bit strange to translate a name full of Chinese flavor here.

"This song was actually specially played to Grandma Salo... It was also taught to me by a grandfather who is very close to me..."

Looking at the sad expression on Qiu Yuan's face, Matalis and Dai Li also realized that the grandfather Qiu Yuan was talking about was probably no longer alive, so they comforted him with a few words.

Salo held Qiu Yuan in his arms distressedly, touched his back, and kept saying: "Good boy...good boy..."

But Matalis now has another very important idea, which is to ask Akimoto to teach him the playing skills of this instrument, although he knows that the success rate is not high.

But in any case, we still have to fight for it.

So Matalis hesitated for a moment and asked with some temptation and expectation: "Qiu Yuan, where can I buy this erhu?"

"You want to buy an erhu? What are you buying an erhu for?" Qiu Yuan said in confusion. He was very sure that there was no such instrument as the erhu in the Pokémon world, so no one except him could play it.

Could it be that Matalis bought the erhu because he wanted to collect it and use it as a decoration?

or it could be……

"Oh, you want to learn the erhu?" Qiu Yuan only thought of this at this time, but when he saw the collection displayed at Matalis' home, most of them were popular and mainstream "elegant musical instruments", so he probably wouldn't want to read it. Are you going to fuck your little erhu?

Who knew that Matalis nodded very sincerely: "Yes, where can I learn erhu?"

"Uh..." Qiu Yuan felt embarrassed and scratched his head, "For now, I am the only one left in the world who can play the erhu..."

Although Akimoto said that he was the only one who could play the erhu, the meaning expressed to Matalis was: there were other people who could play the erhu, but now only Akimoto is left.

In this way, he could shirk the fact that he knew the erhu. He had already thought about what to say when he took it out.

After all, there are many secluded people and villages in this world. They often possess rare and excellent skills and culture, which may be lost if they are not careful.

So Qiu Yuan said that he was the only one left in the world who could play the erhu, and it would not arouse Matalis' suspicion at all.

Matalis traveled to several major areas of the alliance and met many people with unique skills during his travels. When he saw Qiu Yuan again, he wouldn't be so surprised.

However, the erhu was more exquisite than all the niche instruments he had encountered, and even superior to some mainstream instruments. He couldn't help but want to learn to play the erhu for a moment.

Matalis's eyes shone brightly and he said firmly: "Master Qiuyuan, please teach me how to play the erhu!"

Akimoto: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Ah this..."

"Please accept me!"

"Please accept my husband!"

Qiu Yuan: "..."

Sister Delly, what you said is a bit strange... What do you mean by asking me to accept your husband? ? ? Qiu Yuan's face was filled with questions.

"Well...Mr. Matalis, don't call me master, and don't call me 'you'. Just call me Akimoto."

"Then please Qiuyuan, don't call me husband, just call me Mataris. Please teach me how to play the erhu. I will pay for the learning fees!"

Akimoto looked at Matalis's sincere look, and it seemed that he was indeed obsessed with music. It was like a martial arts fan meeting a master, or a music fan meeting a good instrument. It is understandable that he would act like this.

Just when Qiuyuan was hesitating whether to agree to teach Matalis how to play the erhu, Azhe happened to come out of the bedroom and passed by the living room when he saw his father asking Qiuyuan to teach him how to play the broken erhu.

"I really don't understand how powerful that tattered two-string thing can be. Dad, you have to ask him to teach you like this."

After listening to Azhe's words, Qiu Yuan didn't care about you leaving midway before, but now you are being disgusting?

Just as he was about to speak, Qiu Yuan was interrupted again by Azhe, and this time he spoke directly to him.

"And you, do you think you can play good music with your country musical instruments? My father was just confused for a moment and wanted to learn from you and learn from your rags, and you actually don't want to "Do you know who my father is and his identity?"

This made Qiu Yuanqi laugh. Who do I care who your father is? If Grandma Salo hadn't been here today, and your father was Li Gang, I would have beaten you until you couldn't get out of bed for ten days and a half!

"Then according to you, what kind of musical instrument is a city musical instrument? Can it play good music? You..."

Before Qiu Yuan finished speaking, he heard a very clear and loud "slap". It turned out that after hearing what Azhe said, Mataris rushed to him and gave him a big slap, which immediately swollen Azhe's handsome face.

"Hiss..."

Qiu Yuan took a breath of cold air, Guigui, you are so cruel! This time Qiu Yuan was not angry, and he didn't get angry with a little kid, but Mataris's move shocked him a little.

"Get out of here! It's okay to look down on those niche instruments. Do you know what kind of instrument this erhu you heard today is? It is enough to arouse the fanatical pursuit of performers who are more awesome than me. You know shit!"

"If the timbre of the erhu is not suitable for matching with the current mainstream instruments, I would like to compose a large ensemble with it as the main instrument!"

"I..." Azhe wanted to argue with his neck stiff, but was scolded back by Mataris.

"What do you mean by you? You bastard, I don't beat you up, so you don't know what respect is? You'll go to the training school tomorrow, and you're not allowed to come back for half a year!"

Mataris was really angry with Azhe, not only because he mocked the erhu in his words, but also because he mocked Akimoto. If this caused Akimoto to be unwilling to teach him to play the erhu, it would be worse for him than watching the rare and precious beast that was about to be in his hands fly away in vain.

For this reason, Mataris, who was usually very well-mannered and had a gentle attitude of a gentleman both to the outside and to the inside, couldn't help but explode, and scolded Azhe so much that he couldn't speak at all.

Akimoto looked at Mataris like this and stopped his behavior, after all, Grandma Salo was still here.

"Mataris, forget it, there's no need to bother with a child like him."

But in fact, Akimoto was yelling in his heart: Please increase the intensity! ! !

The author is now relaxed and will resume his daily output after taking care of some things tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.