Zhang Meimei smiled at Yan Xiao's words.
Looking at the handsome young man before her, who could barely grow a beard, she found him quite amusing.
"All right, take a look yourself. Tell me which instruments you choose, and I'll arrange it for you."
As she spoke, Zhang Meimei handed Yan Xiao several brochures.
Yan Xiao looked through them.
Hmm.
They were fairly standard brochures.
One page for each instrument.
Lessons ranged from roughly a hundred and fifty or two hundred to one or two thousand apiece.
Of course, the prices depended on the teachers' abilities.
The more accomplished the teacher, the higher the price per lesson.
Being highly accomplished did not necessarily make someone a good teacher, but that was how lessons were priced everywhere in the world, so Yan Xiao was used to it.
Since he was going to learn, Yan Xiao simply chose the most expensive teachers.
He figured that even if an expensive teacher was only average at teaching,
statistically speaking, that level of average should still be far better than what a cheaper teacher could offer.
He chose his courses, scheduled the lessons, paid, and left.
Since these were only introductory courses, each instrument required just ten or so lessons.
So the overall training fees were not actually that high.
Once home, Yan Xiao did not continue practicing his instruments. Instead, he turned on his computer and went back to writing.
He
intended to recreate some works from his previous life
and spread the glory of Earth's great figures throughout the universe.
Yan Xiao opened the system, found several renowned classics from Earth, and began reading.
To be honest,
reading serious literature was an entirely different experience.
The first book Yan Xiao planned to bring over was called "Fortress Besieged."
He chose it because a