Everyone's expression is naturally looking at the eyes, but Zhang Yang doesn't feel anything, since he crossed into this world, such eyes have never been less, and he is slowly getting used to such eyes.

"Bingbin, next I will tell you in detail about the characteristics and style of this kind of folk rock, as well as the matters to be paid attention to."

As soon as everyone heard Zhang Yang's words, they also consciously stood up and walked out of the room, even Ye Feifei.

After all, this is something that other people's masters teach their disciples, although Zhang Yang does not stipulate that others are not allowed to listen, but the Chinese people have developed a conscious habit of such a situation since ancient times.

"You must understand folk and rock separately better than I do, after the two are combined"

Zhang Yang explained the knowledge of folk rock that he knew in his previous life, these things were already mature things in his previous life, which made Ye Bingbin, who was learning, take a lot of detours.

As a high-achieving student, under the guidance of Zhang Yang, Ye Bingbin basically understands folk rock, and the rest is just the accumulation of contact and time.

"Teacher, since folk and rock can be combined, can the others be combined?"

Zhang Yang finally wrote a song of Xu Wei's "Perfect Life" to Ye Bingbin, so that the latter could slowly understand its characteristics, and just when Zhang Yang was about to get up and step out of the door, Ye Bingbin inadvertently asked.

"Of course you can, but you can't chew too much, and only after you understand folk rock and make a piece that satisfies me, will I teach you other genres."

Zhang Yang's tone is of course, there are many styles of the earth in the previous life that this world does not have, but Zhang Yang does not want Ye Bingbin to face Qin Duchu.

There really is, I just asked unintentionally, I didn't have much hope at all, but what I got was a positive tone.

This also made Bingbin couldn't help but feel excited, he was lucky to be able to worship such a teacher.

"Teacher walk slowly, I will definitely make a work that satisfies the teacher."

Zhang Yang walked out of the door, and Ye Bingbin was in the back.

"Bingbin, how is Zhang Yang, this teacher?"

After seeing Zhang Yang leave, Ye Feifei, who was resting in the opposite room, walked in and asked Ye Bingbin, who was meditating alone.

"Sister, if there is such a thing as a god or a monster in this world, then my teacher is definitely one of them."

Ye Bingbin, who was interrupted by Ye Feifei's contemplation, did not answer Ye Feifei's question, but couldn't help but sigh, which was also another praise from Ye Bingbin for Zhang Yang.

"What the hell are you talking about, it's a god again, it's a monster, you don't have a fever, right?"

Ye Feifei heard Ye Bingbin's answer in a fog, and uncomfortably stretched out her hand to Ye Bingbin's head and felt it.

"I didn't catch a cold, just now when the teacher was leaving, I accidentally asked the teacher if the other styles could be integrated, but the teacher said that after I learned the folk rock style, he would start teaching me a new style."

Ye Bingbin felt Ye Feifei's concern and told him about the conversation with Zhang Yang just now.

"Of course it can be integrated, today's words can be said to have opened a door to the music world, and even I can't help but want to try the fusion of other genres."

After listening to Zhang Yang's words today, Ye Feifei knew that if today's words were spread, it would be no less than opening a new door for the music world, but this process may take a long time, and Ye Feifei herself is a little eager to try.

"No, sister, you don't understand, when the teacher said this, I could see that the teacher actually had the answer in his heart, which means that if the teacher wants to, he can take it out immediately."

Ye Bingbin knew that Ye Feifei's meaning was different from the meaning in his own words.

"Are you saying that Zhang Yang has other new genres now?"

Ye Feifei was shocked.

As a singer who can write her own songs, Ye Feifei certainly knows that it is not easy to write good songs just from the existing genres, and most of Ye Feifei's album songs are created by herself, and of course she also knows the difficulty.

Today, it's not too late for Zhang Yang to create a new genre, and his brother actually said that the other party has a second or even a third new genre, what is this, or what kind of demon exists.

In this way, Ye Feifei's heart was filled with a trace of jealousy, and also a trace of curiosity about Zhang Yang.

"Yes, I'm sure."

Ye Bingbin's words were full of absolute confidence.

Ye Feifei didn't know what to say after listening to Ye Bingbin's words, where did Ye Feifei know the character of her little brother, and she was never absolutely sure that she would not say such a thing.

"As long as I work hard to understand folk rock recently, I will know if the teacher has a new genre."

Ye Bingbin is now extremely looking forward to Zhang Yang, and he is also extremely curious about Zhang Yang's new style at that time.

"Sister supports you, when the time comes, you must write songs for your sister, sister will rely on you."

Ye Feifei sobered up from the shock and joked, anyway, she and Ye Bingbin are sisters and brothers, isn't her brother just herself? Thinking about it like this, Ye Feifei also relaxed her mood.

"Of course I'll study hard, but why should my sister bother my brother, as long as my sister launches a beauty trick on the teacher, the teacher will not be able to resist, when the time comes, my sister will marry the teacher, and I will have any song I want, and my brother will just get an axe in front of the teacher."

When Ye Bingbin heard Ye Feifei's words, it was also rare to make a joke about his sister Ye Feifei, only when he was alone with Ye Feifei could Ye Bingbin completely let go of himself, and now he added an extra publicity.

"Okay, you kid, you actually started my sister's joke, you have itchy skin, right?"

Ye Feifei's face instantly turned red, and she was also moved by Ye Bingbin's mentions, and she and Zhang Yang were only three years apart, if it was really as my brother said, it would be fine.

Just to hide the expression on her face, Ye Feifei pretended to be angry at Ye Bingbin.

"My brother knows it's wrong, so I beg my sister to show mercy."

Of course, Ye Bingbin also saw Ye Feifei's expression, and he was obviously moved by his sister, but Ye Bingbin was not ready to expose his sister, so let it be.

Zhang Yang returned to his accommodation to clean up, and called the Shangri-La Hotel to book a private room, a promise that Zhang Yang must fulfill

Since he is Ye Bingbin's teacher, he naturally can't be stingy, if his words don't count, although everyone may not show Xiàn on their faces, they will inevitably look down on themselves in their hearts.

People do not stand without faith!