In the past, Zhou Yang thought that the edification of art was just an empty word.

But when he really stayed with these famous musicians and listened to them discuss music constantly, Zhou Yang's ignorant mind seemed to open a door.

It's an amazing feeling.

I didn't know what was in the door, but I felt like I was in it, and I heard countless beautiful melodies, and in some beautiful melodies, many things that I couldn't understand and couldn't understand before began to be understood and digested one by one, and finally began to become extraordinarily transparent.

He seems to have been "edified" by art.

He felt so happy in it that he even forgot where he was for a while, only knowing that a long time had passed in the company of countless melodies.

As he recovered from these countless melodies, he found that the saxophone piece "Homecoming" became very clear, and some of the missing notes began to fill in.

It seems to be the kind of epiphany that Buddhism says!

Yes!

But Zhou Yang's epiphany is not so magical, it is related to talent, but it is related to some memories of the original world.

"Coming Home" saxophone.

Zhou Yang himself has heard the full version of this song, and the mutilated version is like brainwashing, I don't know how many times I have listened to it.

In the café, when the guests are urged to leave after the end of the KTV, in the bell of the school after school......

What was buried in my mind, sealed in the dust for a long time, accidentally got a key, which opened the door, plus my own "epiphany".

Everything seems to be getting through to the core.

It was late at night.

The day passed in a hurry.

The music masters in the Huaxia National Theater, who had dispersed one by one, did not disperse.

The students who participated in the chorus stood in the corner in a daze.

They were supposed to rehearse "My Motherland" together, and they had no intention of rehearsing at the moment, just staring closely at the red glow on the stage.

The red light fades away like the sunset.

Darkness is coming, but it hasn't.

The students were incredulous but silent, and as time went on, their emotions began to get a little more complicated.

Distance......

The ghostly light shrouded the world-famous saxophonist Kenneth, Kenneth changed his previous casualness, his expression was very solemn, he looked at the score, as if his soul had been hooked away, he was deeply trapped in it and did not move.

Quiescence.

The silence of the huge concert hall makes people feel a sense of panic.

But no one wants to be the musical sinner who breaks the silence.

The other side of the light.

Zhou Yang sat quietly, looking at another score and falling into deep thought, writing something from time to time.

Suona master Tong Yuan, Sheng faction head Li Luguang, guzheng master Wang Zhongjing, flute master Zhou Hongwei......

Everyone watched him silently.

Zhou Yang and Kenneth have been in this state for more than two hours, and for more than two hours, the two of them seem to be completely isolated from the outside world and immersed in their own world.

No one knows how long this state will last, let alone what they will face next.

"These are not the right places!"

It was at this moment that Kenneth suddenly stood up and broke the atmosphere that had been suppressed to the extreme.

Tong Yuan seemed to be taken aback, and then watched Kenneth walk up to Zhou Yang step by step, and began to hold the score and chat with Zhou Yang about the melody of "Going Home".

"Huh?"

Zhou Yang seemed to be at a loss, and when he looked up at Kenneth, his eyes were slightly dazed.

"These few places need to be changed, the tone is not right, the traces of the notes are very heavy, which affects the overall mood of the music, I think this paragraph is very problematic, I have to use another key......"

"There are also these places, which I don't think are appropriate......"

Kenneth was very serious, unlike the playful little old man before, and at this moment his eyes were as sharp as a vulture in the desert, and he looked at him as if he could pierce the heart.

Zhou Yang took over the saxophone sheet of "Coming Home".

Kenneth made dense changes to the score, and Zhou Yang was shocked when he looked at the notes of these modifications.

Not only did he make some adjustments to what he recalled with his brain, but he also made deep changes to the notes he filled in by himself based on the melody, and even helped to make up the missing parts.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar notes of "Going Home", Zhou Yang nodded instinctively.

After seeing Zhou Yang nodding, Kenneth's serious expression seemed to ease a little, as if there was a certain string in his heart, which was gradually loosened, and then his eyes became very excited, holding the saxophone, and his impatient emotions seemed to be irrepressible.

"I'll play it again, you listen, listen, isn't that how it feels?"

In the huge concert hall, Kenneth's excited voice echoed.

"Well, listen!" Zhou Yang nodded again.

He watched Kenneth pick up the saxophone and walk to the center of the stage, as if he had entered another world.

He bowed inexplicably to the empty seats in the concert hall.

"Teacher, ...... score"

"No need!"

John. Seeing this, William Puss hurriedly handed over the score, only to see Kenneth shake his head and close his eyes instead.

John. William Puth was stunned.

……………………

Zhou Yang heard the familiar melody.

Beautiful and moving.

In the melody, Zhou Yang closed his eyes, and a piece of the past appeared in his mind.

Right!

That's what it feels, it's definitely this feeling.

The beautiful melody was like a fairy, echoing in his ears.

It is as if I have seen a distant hometown, as if I have seen my childhood, I have seen the fish constantly swimming in the stream, and I have seen the clear soft stones......

It was as if he felt a gust of wind blowing, and after the blow, he was in a secluded and vast prairie, looking up at the blue sky in the distance.

Master, worthy of a master!

After listening to the saxophone playing "Homecoming" up close, Zhou Yang realized the beauty and splendor of the music.

Not far away......

Tong Yuan's mind buzzed.

There are many incredible things in this world, but Zhou Yang's incredible is more incredible than she has seen in decades.

...... the other day

She felt that Zhou Yang was very unprofessional, and even in her heart, Zhou Yang's understanding of music was that of a layman, and any student of the conservatory of music was much better than Zhou Yang.

Although she didn't show it, she inevitably felt snug and contemptuous in her heart......

And now, she only feels a tingling scalp.

I was both immersed in the beauty that this music brought to her, and I felt shocking.

Perhaps under the aura of music, she looked at Zhou Yang and felt that Zhou Yang had a mysterious aura on his body......

"Masterpiece"!

Such a word suddenly appeared in her mind, and when this word appeared, it took root in her heart and could not be plucked out for a long time.

The saxophone performance of "Coming Home" is over.

There was no applause.

She was suddenly lost, and she felt extremely reluctant in her heart.

She looked at Zhou Yang's gaze and began to become more and more excited.

In fact......

In this world, there is no shortage of young geniuses.

Like countless musicians, in fact, when they were teenagers, they showed extraordinary talents, and by the time they were in their twenties, they had already become world-famous, and they were already in the court, in the elegant and solemn halls, and were adored by countless eyes......

Which musician who has been able to live in the history of music for centuries has not become famous at a young age? Which one is the genius of heaven, simply the son of God?

This thought came to Tong Yuan's mind, and after thinking about it, she began to feel very reasonable.

Genius is also hierarchical.

Some geniuses just have a little better memory than ordinary people, and they are a little more prominent than ordinary people.

And some geniuses are no longer the difference between people, or even between people and dogs.

Tong Yuan looked at Zhou Yang's gaze and began to gradually become hot, if such a person is his own student, then ......

Tong Yuan, who didn't have much vanity, thought of some impossible pictures, and became extremely vain.

Then she instinctively shook her head.

How could Zhou Yang be his own student?

Although I thought so in my heart, I uncontrollably appeared one image after another in my mind......

"No, Mr. Kenneth, I don't think the last paragraph is right!"

"This melody is not like this!"

Zhou Yang's voice suddenly broke Tong Yuan's fantasy and pulled her into reality.

After the performance of "Coming Home", there was a long dead silence.

Zhou Yang broke this dead silence and walked towards Kenneth......

He didn't write scores, but hummed melodies.

After Kenneth listened to Zhou Yang hum the melody, the saxophone trembled slightly, then nodded even more, and played the song "Go Home" again.

The melody sounded again......

Zhou Yang listened to the melody and closed his eyes.

The memory became clearer and clearer, and in the clear memory, he compared it over and over again, relying on his own talent to correct the difference between the original world's "Coming Home" and Kenneth playing "Coming Home".

Blown out......

Zhou Yang shook his head, he couldn't find the difference, it seemed that the two songs had reached an amazing overlap, but he subconsciously felt that something was still wrong!

So, he looked at Kenneth: "Mr. Kenneth, blow again!" ”

"Good!"

Kenneth nodded, his cheeks bulging, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat, but he still played the melody.

After blowing it once, Zhou Yang shook his head.

"Blow it again? Still not right! ”

"Good!"

Kenneth nodded, as if he had gone back to the first time he had learned the saxophone, when he faced the teacher.

But at the moment, he was more excited.

He began to get tired, but his blood was boiling......

"Blow ...... again"

"Good!"

Time is in a hurry.

John. The expression on William Puss's face changed from surprise to worry and finally to nervousness.

Other music masters also realized that something was wrong.

Kenneth and Zhou Yang seem to have become two fanatical paranoids, surrounded by music, constantly fighting for something.

Morning......

One o'clock in the morning.

Two o'clock in the morning......

Half past three in the morning!

Even next to John. William Puth looked tired, not to mention that Kenneth was blowing over and over again.

He saw that his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"Blow it again!"

"Mr. Zhou Yang, you can listen to the recording...... "John. William Puth finally couldn't help but step forward and look at Zhou Yang.

"No, I can't listen to the recording, the music needs to feel, and I found that "feeling", and I seem to have found something wrong! Kenneth shook his head violently.

Although his face was pale, the heat in his eyes became more and more intense, and then he played again.

Tong Yuan looked at Kenneth.

Her face was very scary.

Nervous and out of breath.

She glanced at Chairman Zhang Zunlian.

"What if...... I mean, if ...... If Kenneth falls on this stage, then we ...... Have they all become sinners? ”

Zhang Zunlian's expression was solemn.

did not answer Tong Yuan's question.

If Zhou Yang tosses the world-famous saxophone master Kenneth to death on the stage, then ......

In fact, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

But......

He didn't dare to come forward to disturb him, for fear of affecting something.