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Yang Jie walked easily, and the girl Zhenzhen on the side was not so calm. Before leaving, he looked at the man who was dizzy and shaking after drinking the glass of wine, but his scalp was numb.

If Yang Jie hadn't come out in time, if he hadn't insisted on not drinking before, maybe she would be like this now.

Thinking of this, Zhenzhen was afraid for a while.

"Do you want me to take you home first?"

A girl, when she encounters this kind of thing, it is normal for her head to turn around, seeing that Zhenzhen's face is not very good, Yang Jie immediately said: "Don't go back to your company in the afternoon." ”

However, the girl's stubborn temperament didn't let her obey Yang Jie's arrangement, but just shook her head secretly: "It's okay, I'll just rest." ”

Seeing the girl like this, Eason Chan also whispered on the side: "You have to make an idea, this circle is very hard, today may be the first time, but it will definitely not be the last." Although the current legal society is not like when I first debuted, or even in the seventies and eighties, some things are inevitably left behind. ”

"Thank you, brother, I know."

Bei teeth bite, although the girl's face is still not very good, but her eyes are very firm.

The group left the restaurant, and in the box, looking at the back of Yang Jie leaving, the two men who fell to the ground had cold eyes.

This is the first time they've been forced into this.

This thing is definitely not over, isn't it just a little policeman, no matter how powerful he is, he is from the grassroots, take revenge on him, you must get the field back! When the time comes, you have to watch him kneel in front of him and beg for mercy, and let him watch him play with the chick he saved.

The thoughts of the two of them are unknown to no one other than themselves at the moment, and even Yang Jie has selectively forgotten about it after launching Z4.

After the group returned to Universal, Eason Chan's assistant took him to the piano room.

And some people who work in the piano room heard that the Jiangnan police, who protect the big star, were going to come to the piano room to play, and one or two also showed a lot of strangeness.

Although there is no sarcasm or slander, the lively expressions cannot be hidden.

As a top international music production company, even if it is only a branch, a variety of musical instruments are indispensable. What's more, this is China, and there are even more guqins and ancient flutes full of Chinese elements.

Five-string, six-string, seven-string, and even the rare nine-string, ten-string, and twelve-string piano.

Of course, all Yang Jie needs is an ordinary lyre, and the strange pianos in various other eras are not something he can play, because ruthlessly has only played the lyre.

In fact, although the guqin placed here, although there is a word 'ancient' in the middle, it is actually a product of modern craftsmanship, and the oldest one will not be more than 30 years old. Compared with the real guqins that are placed in museums and are often hundreds of years old, these are cheap products, otherwise they would not be placed in the public piano room.

There were ordinary guqins in front of him, and Yang Jie had nothing to pick, so he chose a lyre at random, put it on the low table, and gently plucked it with his fingers at the same time.

"Oh~~"

The strings are stirred, making a series of light sounds, Yang Jie, who has a ruthless memory, is easy to distinguish the timbre, and there is a slight noise, but as an ordinary guqin, it is not bad.

"This guy seems to be a bit of a doorway, huh?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just posturing."

Yang Jie's fingers gently plucked along the strings, because they were all uncomposed tones, no one could hear why, but looking at his appearance, these onlookers were faintly divided into two factions.

Some people think that Yang Jie should have goods in his belly, and the other part thinks that this guy is pretending to be 13.

However, no matter what they thought, Yang Jie still had no intention of starting to play immediately, and only sat down cross-legged after ten fingers flicked back and forth for a full quarter of an hour.

"He doesn't want to play the piano? I can really fit 13! ”

Facing a piano stand, but without any composition, these so-called 'luthiers' around them are a little unbearable. You must know that even if they usually play the piano, they still need to have a score next to them.

Even if you don't read it, you will subconsciously put the score on the table, and it seems that if you don't do it, you won't be able to play the piano.

"Oh~~"

It's just that no matter what kind of thoughts the onlookers had, the moment the piano sounded, everyone temporarily stopped thinking and began to listen to the music.

However, after only a minute, the faces of the people around him became very strange.

What kind of master is this, even beginners are better than him.

It's an insult to the art of music!

Obviously, what came into their ears was not a fairy music, but a kind of life-urging talisman, and the sound of the piano was heavy and light, and it was intermittent, which was almost life-threatening.

knows how a policeman who specializes in solving cases and catching thieves can become a who plays the piano and inks.

"However, this is clearly Guangling's open finger section, if he hasn't been exposed to it before, how can he play it without reading the score and closing his eyes?"

At the same time, there is also a person who heard the door to raise questions, but also thanks to these people are familiar with the famous guqin song 'Guangling San', if you change to an ordinary music lover, they will not think that this is a classic song that has been passed down in China for thousands of years.

Quirky, a little quirky.

The one who can memorize the score is definitely not a rookie in the piano, but to say that he has been practicing the piano for many years, at least from the current point of view, it is not visible at all. couldn't figure out this problem, and several pianists around were not in a hurry to leave, and still listened patiently to the urging talisman played by Yang Jie.

This group of people didn't know that Yang Jie had never touched any guqin since he was born, and the reason why he chose to play Guanglingsan was simply because this famous song was the most played when he practiced the piano when he was ruthless.

The memory is relatively deep, that's all.

It's just that memory is memory, and if he Yang Jie wants to copy it perfectly, it will take a time to adapt.

And the length of adaptation time depends entirely on Yang Jie himself. However, at this time, the benefits of Yang Jie's frequent practice of calligraphy and ink painting became apparent again.

After the exercise of calligraphy and painting, Yang Jie's ten fingers and wrists have become very flexible, and every time there is a problem with the tone, he can adjust it well.

This also led to the fact that an hour later, the onlookers around who had not left were widened one by one.

"This guy wasn't playing us just now, did he deliberately play so ugly?"

"It's okay, it's good that I didn't leave, it's the first time I've heard such a beautiful Guanglingsan in my life, and it's better than the live performances of some masters."

"Pretending to be 13, I'm sure this kid was pretending to be 13 before."

A passionate tone came out of this xylophone, this is the main part of Yang Jie's third play, it can be said that this is the ** part of the entire Guangling San, and the tone of generous killing and passionate revenge has been pushed to the peak.

Compared with the first time, this time the performance is much better, of course, the main thing is that Yang Jie was able to successfully copy this track.

With the end of the main sound, the summary of the chaotic sound sounded, but at this moment, the thoughts of the surrounding pianists were no longer on this, and even many people were thinking, this guy is fortunately a policeman, if not, then the pianist must have another person in the line to occupy market resources.

Time passed, Yang Jie had an afternoon to play the piano, and naturally it was impossible to only play Guanglingsan. And in the minutes and seconds, the clock on the wall gradually turned to four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Huh? Someone playing the piano over there? ”

At the same time, there was a sudden sound at the elevator entrance on this floor, and someone stepped out of the elevator, as if he was surprised to raise his eyebrows, and then walked to the piano room.

'Click~~Click~Click~'

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and the person who came soon arrived at the ground, but no one around paid attention to her, and everyone's eyes were on the guy who was playing the piano in the room.

"Who is this young man playing the piano?"

The person who came took steps and also saw the situation inside, as if the group of people around him were listening to him play the qin. At the moment, he casually pulled a staff member to ask, and the latter was just about to burst into foul language, but he saw the person who grabbed him, and his identity was very unusual.

"Sister Jiaying?"

"Well, who's that guy inside? Why is even Liang Lao here? ”

The person who came, named Chen Jiaying, is an agent, of course, the most important thing is that she is Eason Chan's official agent, and she is also a top agent in the Chinese music scene. and the kind that the company temporarily assigned to take care of Eason Chan's life is not at the same level at all.

"I don't know, it seems to be a policeman."

"Police?"

Hearing this, Chen Jiaying was obviously stunned, and then her eyebrows twitched, as if she had thought of something, nodded and didn't speak, stood next to her and started listening to the music like everyone else.

Two minutes later, the song ended.

With his hands off the strings, Yang Jie's gaze turned to the old man sitting on the side: "Old Liang, how is this song?" ”

"Good, good, good."

After saying hello three times, the uncle surnamed Liang stopped and praised: "This song is really great, young man, is this really written by yourself?" ”

Arrange the music yourself?

Yang Jie laughed in his heart when he heard this, how could he make any arrangement, he just played it according to his memory.

But it's not right to say that he doesn't know how to make music, at least if it's written in the seven tones of the ancient music score, 'Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu Wenwu', he can compose the music.

But writing it like that, it doesn't seem to be much different from not writing it, and in this era, it seems that there are few people who can do this.

It's just that a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and if there is no music score, there is no way to prove that this song is his own. At that moment, Yang Jie could only smile cheekily and said: "Ahem, isn't there no music score, isn't the ancient score okay?" ”

"Ancient Spectrum?"

Yang Jie said this, but Liang Lao, who opened his mouth, was stunned, and then frowned: "You write it out first, I'll see." ”

When he said this, Old Man Liang had already made up his mind, as long as Yang Jie dared to fool him, no matter how well he played, he would be blasted out.

However, when half an hour passed, Yang Jie handed the written ancient score to Liang Lao, who only looked at the three lines in the front row, and had already determined that this was a genuine music score, and his eyes were a little hot when he looked at the music score.

Seeing Liang Lao's expression, although Yang Jie was ashamed in his heart, his face did not show it at all, but said with a little expectation: "You are confirmed now?" Do you want to buy this song? If you buy it, how much are you willing to pay? ”

Hearing Yang Jie's words, the people next to him were also interested, and they all looked at Liang Lao, who was holding the music score, among them, Chen Jiaying's gaze was the most interesting.

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