Half an hour ago, John. William Puss heard a piano melody.

Some melodies are as silent as a valley, as if walking on the prairie, while others are sonorous like horns, singing loudly and long on the barren prairie, like an epic movement.

In the bathroom, he listened to his blood boiling, and his heart was unconsciously attracted by these sounds, so he couldn't help but move closer to this piano room.

After getting closer, there was a sudden silence again......

The faint melody changed again, and began to become soft and warm, like a mountain breeze, with a bit of yearning for beauty in the softness.

And then......

It came to an abrupt end again.

He began to itch.

The guy in the piano room was like a demon, fiddling with his g-spot but not allowing him to enjoy the gift.

He couldn't help but take a step closer, hoping to hear more clearly, but as soon as he got closer, the waiter stopped him solemnly and forbade him to take another step.

He frowned, his heart was already very irritable, but in the end he maintained the basic etiquette of a musician, and gestured to the assistant with his eyes.

The assistant who could speak Chinese smiled and went up to whisper.

When the waiter heard his name, he looked at him suspiciously, he subconsciously took off his hat, he thought that he would be unimpeded by this face, he was still blocked by the waiter, only said that he would discuss with the proprietress about it, and no one could go in until the discussion, and signaled that he hoped he would be quiet.

His irritability began to grow curious.

Who the hell will be in this piano room?

The tunes he played were all tunes he had never heard before.

In a moment, the proprietress walked down from the upstairs excitedly, carefully discussed with the woman next to her, and looked at herself from time to time, the woman next to her was obviously a little hesitant, paused slightly, and finally nodded and walked into the room carefully, and only came over after a long time, showing a warm smile to herself.

"Will it witness any history?"

"I don't know...... But today is destined to be an extraordinary day! ”

John. As William Puss walked into the piano room, he heard a slight commotion behind him.

John. William Puss didn't bother with the rest of the discussion.

He heard the piano music in the room sound again, this time the piano music was gloomy, as desolate as a lamentation, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable vibration in his heart.

He stood in the doorway and could not bear to disturb the beautiful melody, until the piano music came to an abrupt end at the critical moment, and his heart was empty to the extreme, and then he gently pushed the door open......

Push open the door.

It's as if pushing open an incredible realm.

The piano is illuminated by the light, and the black and white keys intersect, as if there is a layer of mysterious magic.

Outside the piano room was noisy, and there was a tendency to get more and more noisy and annoying.

It's really not a good environment.

John. William Pus's heart began to become depressed again, and a trace of anger pervaded him, as if he hated the environment very much.

But......

The cacophony of sounds did not seem to affect the Chinese man sitting at the piano.

John. William Pus felt that the Chinese man sitting in the chair was indescribably familiar, but he could be sure that he did not know the Chinese man.

I saw that he did not notice his arrival, but sat on the piano and stroked the piano, his eyes looked at the black and white keys, extremely gentle and reverent, after playing two tones, he would unconsciously pick up the notebook and write silently, as if he was outlining some notes as much as possible.

A few minutes later......

After the writing, the attention of the Chinese people was once again focused on the piano, and they began to play as if no one was around.

John. A look of disbelief flashed in William Puss's eyes......

He heard the pure and melodious melody echoing around him over and over again, and his emotions were once again attracted by the melody, as if he had returned to his former home in England, that sunny afternoon.

But after listening to it for a while, I frowned again, because playing this melody with piano music seemed to be missing something.

The Chinese man also seemed to notice something, the piano stopped abruptly, and then he looked at the saxophone not far away, hesitated for a while, picked up the saxophone and looked at it for a long time.

John. William Pus suddenly smiled wryly when he saw the Chinese man, and shook his head helplessly.

He saw him scribbling something in his notebook after he put down the saxophone.

John. William Puss stared at the notebook, and his desire to explore was so strong that he wanted to pick it up and see what was written inside.

He even wanted to kick this Chinese man away, and then he personally came over to play these piano music that he heard in the bathroom.

This Chinese man played too badly and too mutilated, and he bumped like a primary school student.

Of course, he couldn't do this, the first is that he is a nobleman himself, and he needs to maintain elegance and demeanor at all times, and the second is that he is a guest, and in a sense, this Chinese person is the master.

Time is worthless, and very short.

After the Chinese finished writing, he began to sit on the piano again, touching the keys with both hands, and playing another song immersively.

When he heard the new melody, John. William Puth only felt a storm in his heart!

It's definitely another piano piece for a new song!

The melody is very desolate, and a kind of sadness seems to melt into the bones, as if a gust of wind and sand has rolled up the vast world, leaving a place of gloomy bones.

However......

He found himself unable to immerse himself in the melody and appreciate the emotion it brought him.

Outside the house was getting noisy and the sounds of gibble blocked his thoughts and distracted him!

John. William Puth felt like his head was going to explode.

There seemed to be a fire in his heart, and his anger was so extreme that he wanted to rush out of the piano room and shout outside, he turned his head and stared at the door.

"Hello, John. Mr. William Puss ......"

It was at this moment that he heard a burst of voices.

He turned his head and saw that the Huaxia people stood up at some point, with a sunny and sincere smile on their faces.

As the sun sets, although the Chinese people are dressed ordinarily, they have a touch of piety and elegance, as if they are a faithful believer in music.

When he saw him, he was not very excited, but with a little joy and joy.

"Hello......" John. William Puss nodded at him and couldn't help asking, "Whose tunes are these tunes you played just now?" ”

"I can't define whose it is, it's the voice in my head......"

"You created it?" John. William Puth became incredulous.

"It's not a ......" Zhou Yang shook his head: "Because it's not complete, only part of the melody, many notes need to be scrutinized, and it is a very difficult project......"

"It's a shame." John. William Puss's face was filled with a bit of regret: "Can you tell me, what are the names of these songs?" ”

"Hmmm......"

"Don't worry! I'm not going to do anything like that...... "John. When William Puth saw Zhou Yang hesitating slightly, he subconsciously added.

"I know." Zhou Yang naturally heard of John. William Puss.

He is one of Hollywood's most famous composers, and many of the soundtracks that swept China in the late 90s were written by him.

The soundtrack for this year's global box office record-breaking film "Jurassic" was written by this maestro with the help of this maestre.

James. Bont held him in high esteem.

When chatting with Zhou Yang about the rhythm of movies and the scenes of classic movies in the world, I talked about John more than once. William Pus, praised as not only a famous Hollywood soundtrack master, but also a rare musician in the world, even not inferior to the Japanese music master Yamada Kurang!

James. Bont once strongly suggested that Zhou Yang could find him for the soundtrack of his new movie, and even told Zhou Yang that he could act as an introducer.

Thinking about Zhou Yang naturally thought about it, it is absolutely amazing to have a world-class soundtrack master to help with the film score, but Zhou Yang checked John. The price of William Puss's soundtrack.

The price was high, and it was outrageous and not all the movies were accepted, so he gave up.

However, he could not have imagined that he did not go to John. William Puss, instead John. William Puth came looking for himself.

"It occurred to me who you are!"

John. William Puss took Zhou Yang's notebook.

The name of the song in the notebook was written in Chinese, and he couldn't quite understand what it was.

Zhou Yang seemed to see his doubts and translated the names of these pieces in Chinese.

"Victory", "The Last of the Mohicans", "Goodbye Police", "Homecoming", "Sound of Silence", ......

When Zhou Yang finished translating, he suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Huh?"

"You're Mr. Zhou Yang, right?"

"You...... Know me? Zhou Yang's eyes widened, incredulous.

"Mr. Bont has been talking about you all this time and has recommended me to see your films...... "John. William Puss laughed as if he had thought of something.

James. Bont has indeed talked about Zhou Yang a lot lately.

He said that this young Chinese director surprised him very much, not only the words he chatted with were very inspiring, but also indirectly solved some of the lens problems that had plagued him for many years.

Zhou Yang didn't know what to say for a while.

And John. William Puss looked down and continued to look at the notes in his notebook.

His expression remained calm, but his heart was agitated.

He is acutely aware of ......

The notebook in his hand is very likely to be the most important classic in the music industry in the future.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, this is really a bad place, can we go to a quieter place and have a good chat?"

The noise outside the house made John. William Puss's emotions rose again, and his irritability was very great, he handed the book back to Zhou Yang, and then asked seriously.

……………………

"Huh? You...... Planning to have a good chat with Zhou Yang about music? ”

"Another day?"

"This ......"

The world can be magical at times.

The magic was so magical that Cao Bangguo couldn't recover from the shock for a while.

He saw Zhou Yang and John. William Puss walked out of the piano room, then got into the car and left under the protection of the crowd.

And then......

His phone rang.

He was completely dumbfounded when he answered the phone.

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