The program team needs hot spots and topics, and if there is no topic, they must create topics, how can the topic of "Nineteen-year-old boy's dream-chasing life" be as good as "Lin Pingzhi's on-site response to composition", Yang Lan didn't wait for the production team to agree, she stood up and said to the surroundings: "Borrow the accompanist's electronic piano," and then faced the camera and said, "Audience and friends, we will see some incredible things......

On-site improvisation is the dividing line between geniuses and craftsmen, talented people write with aura, and craftsmen are too routine and homogeneous, the most embarrassing thing is that their works are not as good as geniuses, think about it casually, the accompaniment master of the program group is also very interested in Lin Pingzhi, he and a few old guys in the back camera, put the electronic piano on the stage, tried a few notes, and signaled that Lin Pingzhi could perform.

The stage was left to Da Shuaibi, and Yang Lan watched Lin Pingzhi's every move with all his attention, especially his expression, lest Da Shuaibi use the tunes he had done before to load coins.

Lin Pingzhi played a few notes at random, brisk and clear, he pondered these notes repeatedly, and countless strange or familiar fragments instantly appeared in his mind, gradually adding other inlaid notes, fast at first and then slow, faster and faster, and then connected into an unfamiliar musical melody, and when he was impassioned, the music stopped abruptly.

Da Shuai slapped the heavy weight towards the large piano keys, and the discordant accent completely destroyed the impromptu ditty just now.

Yang Lan listened to it, but was interrupted by Shengsheng, and looked at Lin Pingzhi dumbfounded: "What's wrong?"

Lin Pingzhi: "I looked for the feeling and found that it felt good, and now I'm done playing...... You're ready to ask. ”

Da Shuai compared to the camera and began to load coins, he knew that this scene had to be screenshotted and made into GIFs, the reason why his fans were so brain-dead was because of the superhuman miracles that Lin Pingzhi had done, which was completely different from those vases that only had appearances, although most Lingzhi fans were originally aimed at Lin Pingzhi's appearance or the organization of the cup, but these big Loli didn't want to be said to be superficial, and Lin Pingzhi just met all the conditions.

When the new idol came out and compared the two, he found that none of these idols could do any of the miracles that Dashuai had completed, and in disappointment, over time, his fans would pursue him more and more, until he became a unique godhead.

Yang Lan pursed her lips, dozens of years old still has a bit of the innocence and romance of a young girl, she approached Da Shuaibi, a smell of Guerlain perfume, bent down and played a few good-sounding syllables, no bass, and a small span.

"Then I'm going in...... Isn't it, it's started?" Lin Pingzhi pushed away the hands that Yang Lan had been protecting, accurately touched the center in a row of black keys, and was about to start working.

"Don't ......"

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was about to touch the keyboard without thinking about it, he said a little shyly: "No-this is too simple, I want to play it again." ”

Lin Pingzhi felt a chill when he heard it, and he could only nod his head and say yes.

This time the cola broke Yang Lan, she played a bunch of notes blindly, tried it from the bass area to the high register, and finally chose three notes that were not related to the wind and horses, and knocked them one by one, the melody was extremely bad, dong dong dong was like three farts released by different people, divided into loud farts, stinky farts, and silent farts, there was nothing in common, so I put my mind at ease, thinking that you would pop it up and count your cow coins.

"Did you do it this time?" asked Lin Pingzhi. This so-called elite host has a lot of black material, writes some chicken soup essays and successfully learns books to make money, and often looks down on ordinary guests from speech, but this is not entirely to blame her, the country is all this urine, without exception, there are more big people in interviews, and I think I am also a big man.

But this woman is actually so good to Dashuai, which makes Lin Pingzhi really a little scared, she is the same as Su Busy, Lin Pingzhi feels a little wrong.

"Alright. Can you play, I'll listen?"

"Okay, give me a little time," Lin Pingzhi pretended to frown, as if she had really created a great difficulty, Yang Lan looked at him carefully, nervous, grabbed the loophole in Lin Pingzhi's words, and shouted: "You said it yourself, it's only for a minute......"

"Okay, just a minute. ”

Dashuai played the music that was even worse than Xiang when the three were connected, just like doing a math problem, the conditions and answers had been given, and now it was only necessary to write down the proof process.

It's a problem, but it's not intractable, it's not about making a decent tune, it's actually a thing that everyone does, just a few plays, it's hard to make it sound less harsh, or even good.

Lin Pingzhi closed his eyes and pondered, adding some notes intermittently in the middle, but it was just incoherent fragments, and the depression on his face was even worse, as if he was stumped, holding his chest with his hands, his brows were furrowed, the camera kept staring at Lin Pingzhi's face, and many members of the production team outside the camera were also worried, time passed quickly, and Lin Pingzhi had not yet played a complete tune.

At forty seconds, Dashuaibi didn't even open his eyes.

This show is recorded and broadcast instead of live broadcast, the producer is already thinking about adding time to Lin Pingzhi, it doesn't matter if it takes ten minutes, and later he said that he only used one minute, anyway, what the audience believes in what is cut, this topic represents the ratings, and this one must not be smashed.

But Yang Lan is the person who speaks about this show, she pinched her watch and was stunned by every second, and when it was a minute, she took the initiative to call it stop, and Lin Pingzhi in front of her hadn't opened her eyes yet, and the producer secretly said Yang Lan Shabi.

Dashuai opened his eyes in response, saying that he was ready?

"You're ready? You haven't even popped up. Yang Lan looked at Lin Pingzhi with a smile and habitually mocked.

Lin Pingzhi didn't say much, and pointed to his head.

Yang Lan didn't return to her position, she looked down at Lin Pingzhi condescendingly in high heels, with a suspicious expression, confirming that the handsome man had no traces of cheating, and at this time Lin Pingzhi had already started to play the piano.

This is a lyrical improvisation, although the melody is very different, the melody has an inexplicable familiarity, three different notes are strung together by Lin Pingzhi, a minute-and-a-half-long improvisation, the notes she chose began to appear frequently as a chorus, the random choice does not sound very pleasant at the moment, but it is gorgeous enough.

A long series of notes is like a trickle of water, flowing very naturally, just like the long street that Yang Lan would pass by every day when she went to study in the United States.

After the song was finished, the sound stopped, Lin Pingzhi pouted, signaling that he had finished it, Yang Lan was woken up and taken aback, the whole audience looked at her blankly, now is the time for her to make a statement and praise the guests, Lin Pingzhi showed it perfectly.

Hell, how did he do it?

While organizing the language, Yang Lan thought of her Spring Festival Gala colleague Dong Qing, who was considered a nursery because of her performance with Liu Qian, and she was still very atmospheric when she mentioned it many years later.

I'm really not a nursery!" Yang Lan thought.