Is it an illusion? Just now when Sui Siqi randomly fiddled with the piano keyboard, the black and white keys seemed to suddenly have some white energy jumping. Yang Can was originally only investigating Sui Sifen's consciousness, but accidentally discovered this strange phenomenon.
In the past, he only felt energy in listening to music, but he never thought that there would be energy in the instrument.
Why is there such a phenomenon? Yang Can came over unconsciously, put his hand on the keyboard of the Bechstein piano, input the consciousness energy and press it down gently. Sure enough, the whole piano immediately gave out a slight and elegant white "color" consciousness. The music being played was fleeting.
Yang Can was surprised in his heart, and then walked to the other side where Han Haozhe and the others usually used the electronic piano, input consciousness energy and press the keyboard, although the same tone, but there is no such elegant white "color" consciousness energy.
"Is this piano handmade?" Yang Can "touched" the German question at the moment under the piano.
Sui Siqi nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, no one dares to touch this precious piano usually. I heard that Uncle Han bought it from the French Musical Instrument Exhibition 20 years ago. It seems to be Ronan.
"Ronan Thomas, the greatest piano maker in the 19th century in Germany..." Sui Sifen reminded Yang Can: "Dong Yang, be careful. This thing is an antique. Uncle Han's baby is terrific. If you want to play it, go play it. Yamaha’s electric piano."
It's no wonder that Han Ping had been saying that he used this little money to buy the "Sunny Doll" and these household items were a big bargain. It turns out that there are still a lot of treasures left here.
Yang Can nodded silently in his heart. The conscious energy of jade is natural green "color" energy, the conscious energy possessed by antiques is the light yellow "color" energy left by golden "color" conscious people, and the energy left by musical instruments is left by music masters. Of it? Ordinary people sound like handmade pianos and electronically synthesized music are not much different. What is the meaning of these white consciousnesses
Seeing Yang Can contemplating the classical grand piano, Sui Sifen and Sui Siqi sisters also felt a little "touching" their heads. Suddenly Yang Can put his fingers on the piano, and his hands seemed to press a few keys randomly. There is no tone at all, but the twins feel a little surprised and pleasant.
"Sister...Does Dong Yang also play the piano?" Sui Siqi gently pressed her elbow against her sister, but Sui Sifen shook his head with certainty:
"He doesn't know it at all." Classical pianos are different from electronic pianos. The pressure of the keys is much heavier. The fingers of a piano player must be very soft and strong. Yang Can's fingers are strong, but they are completely the same. Softness can't catch up, it is impossible to receive any professional training.
Of course, Yang Can did not play any masterpiece of a master. He just realized that whenever he presses a key, the other keys will have different white "color" energy. There are 36 black keys and 53 white keys. An energy is different, and if he presses those keys with the highest white consciousness energy before the white "color" energy fades, then the overall energy of the sound will increase.
Just like the waves on the sea surface, a note is a wave. If the appropriate waves are stacked together, the waves will form slowly, and if the waves in the opposite direction collide, they will cancel each other's energy.
The so-called music is a melody where various suitable notes are superimposed on each other. Yang Can "fumbled" out the pattern and tried to play it several times. Although he didn't know how to compose, he only needed to press the appropriate keys to play. Play the appropriate notes, then the energy of the white "color" will not fade.
Sui Sifen and Sui Siqi were surprised to hear that he played a few small notes at random. Although the rhythmic strength of the playing is very amateur, but these simple notes can be added up, but they can be described as beautiful. , This really gives people an unusually weird feeling.
It is not a problem for anyone who is new to the piano to play some notes, but is it a coincidence that it can be played so that others can hear it
However, things are far from simple as imagined. Yang Can was sweating profusely after only tossing on the piano for less than ten minutes. Playing the piano is indeed a technical job. Now he feels cramping in his palms. Give up the idea of composing music with your own ability.
Damn, the energy of these white "color" music is fast and sometimes slow, when it is fast, it is fleeting, sometimes I can't find the next key with the highest energy before his energy fades, let alone press it.
What makes people feel more speechless is that the same key, every time you press it, the white "color" energy shape is different. Sometimes the 12th white key has the highest energy, sometimes the 21st black key. The energy is the highest, and there is no law at all.
This situation reminds Yang Can of the term "black" in the billiards he usually plays. "Black" refers to the first shot in billiards. After "black", the game starts, although "black" is okay for everyone. It's easy to do, but it's actually a very strange phenomenon. Even if the golfer uses the same angle and the same strength, the ball will bounce off in different subtle ways.
After the opening shot, when the ball starts to move around, the game has started, but the golfer has lost control of the game and can only watch the ball spread out in various places. Known power dominates the changes in the balls on the table.
The same is true now. Yang Can presses the first key, and the energy is different every time. He leaves 87 different choices at any time, but the third key also has 87 types, and the four keys have 87 types. , Even if you press the two keys with the highest energy at the same time, and press the three keys with the highest energy at the same time, different results will appear..
This is music. It’s magical and beautiful, and it’s unpredictable. A small grand piano with 88 keys has evolved into a vast and vast world like the universe, making the people in it fascinated and dreamlike. .
In just 10 minutes, Yang Can has injected more than one-third of his energy. He knows that he has reached an area he has never seen before, so rushing into it is not necessarily a good thing.
In fact, he had just thought naively about whether he had any hope of becoming a second Mozart, Beethoven-like music master. After really trying it, he realized that this is undoubtedly a fantasy, let alone a symphony, his The energy can't even complete a thirty-second tune. It is impossible to perform this kind of technical work with the energy of consciousness alone.
"Xiaoqi, come here, you play this song on this piano again." Yang Can stood up, raised her hand to Sui Siqi, Sui Siqien said, although she felt strange, since it was Yang Can's order, she didn't have to. What kind of scruples, anyway, Dong Yang is the most fierce in the company, and he came over with the staff of "Heart Dream" and put it on the music stand.
She started to play Xinmeng’s staff and sang while she was playing. Yang Can stared at her beautiful fingers flying on the keyboard and staring constantly, but she was a little disappointed in her heart. Playing the piano is obviously not her strong point, only the energy of consciousness is. 219. The white "color" energy light on the keyboard is less than half of my own. Without a strong consciousness energy injection, it would be a creation.
Yang Can thought for a while, interrupted her, smiled and said, "Okay, it's too late today, let's go home and make this mess here, take a good rest, and deal with it tomorrow. this problem."
Sui Siqi had yawned a long time ago, jumped up from her seat and cheered: "Great~ Sister is gone, go home to sleep~" Sui Sifen dragged her arm out, Sui Sifen looked at Yang Can, shook her head and said, "No. , I'll talk about it after finishing this song..."
"Sister~ take a break~~" Sui Siqi acted like a baby with her elder sister in a whimpering voice, listening to Yang Candu's whole body a little soft.
"Okay, don't act like a baby." Sui Sifen resolutely pulled out his arms and said: "Did you forget that uncle doesn't know about us as singers? If we can't perform well this time, uncle will find him, why are you? Explain to him?"
When Sui Siqi heard the term uncle, her face drooped and she didn't dare to make a sound. Yang Can was a little bit dumbfounded by crying and laughing. Your little girl really treats the company as your home. All meals and accommodation are in the production room. Don't think of yourself as an outsider at all.
Seeing that Sui Sifen’s consciousness energy is only 167 due to exhaustion, and she knows that she has reached the limit, and she is too lazy to talk nonsense with her, put her hand on the back of her head, output the consciousness energy and cut off her consciousness energy flow, Sui Sifen's eyes immediately went black. Fainted.
Yang Can picked up the younger and lovable Sui Sifen and glared at Sui Siqi who was already shocked: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you open the door?"
"This is not good..." Sui Siqi felt a little weird. Although in their eyes, she was a big old uncle, but her sister was so carried on her back, she was still a little worried about being eaten tofu by Yang Can.
"Then I will open the door and you will carry it back." Yang Can made a move to throw Sui Sifen to Sui Siqi. The little girl was so frightened that she waved her hand: "Don't~ I'm an underage girl and can't stand such a high-intensity physical work. ~"
Although Yang Can said that, she actually didn’t want to put down the little Nizi on her back, but her nose was full of Sui Sifen’s deodorant deodorant. In addition, this little Nizi was hit by herself in the shower, and her clothes were disheveled in a hurry. Yes, I can obviously feel the sensation of the amazing elasticity of the breasts squeezing on my back, and my mind is full of the sight of just hitting her bathing in the mist.
She couldn't help turning her head to look at the profile of Xiao Nizi lying on her back. Sui Sifen was "confused" with her hands tightly around her chest, as if she was afraid of leaving, Yang Can found that her meaning was confused in her sleep. Guess that she might be in nightmares again and again, and seeing her delicate beauty wrinkled in one place, a trace of pity appeared in her heart, raising her hand and "rubbing" her eyebrows with her fingers, and instilling her own consciousness energy. Sui Siqi smiled sweetly in her sleep.
After such a small "interlude", the three of them went back to the villa and slept until 9 o'clock in the morning before they were regained. Yang Can woke up a long time ago, and took advantage of the gap to undergo a series of physical training. He has never let go of his good habits.
After learning some qigong theories, he knows a truth. Whether it is high or low, consciousness energy can only play a role in good body flow. The consciousness energy of the elderly is generally much higher than that of the young, but it is used for the degradation of physical functions. It can only surpass young people in a few areas.
Respond quickly, and agility will decrease with age, so Yang Can of course must be wary of not letting go.
Recently, there is another thing Yang Can is also worrying about. He looked at Xue Qiyuan’s elegant and elegant face in the photo on the phone, and looked at herself with a smile but a smile. Her affectionate eyes seemed to have a thousand words to tell herself, and she opened it. Computer, linked to the headquarters of old K.
After a few minutes of calling, Lao Chen's video signal was finally connected.
"Old Chen, long time no see." The bearded man in Yang Can's picture said hello.
"Hehe, don’t say that. If you are a busy person like Yan Wang, I have to help. Of course I have to be polite to me. When you rescued me in ***Zhunkar, I didn’t even ask for a meal. you."
After the two recounted the past, Old Chen brought the topic to the main topic, and solemnly told Yang Can the information he had:
"The kidnapping case of the Xue family that you asked me to investigate is a first-level confidential file that was sealed by ***. It is a content that can only be made public after twenty years. I only got some news from my old boss..."
"Is there anyone behind?" Yang Can was not surprised. He was able to kidnap the grandson and granddaughter of Xue Guoji, the then Standing Committee member of the State Council, in China. He hadn't found any clues afterwards, and he would never believe it was those. Layman's handwriting.
"After the incident, only one Vietnamese was caught. It is said that the codenames of these people are called'Masons'. The others are not clear. Those people seem to have disappeared out of thin air in China. I really don't know where they came from. Here, where did you go..." Old Chen felt incredible as he said it.
Yang Can subconsciously thought of a term-Freemasonry. The English name of Freemasonry, free-mason, literally means "free mason". These things are connected together, which makes people feel more connected.
The inexplicable pressure that I felt in the United States before, the people who targeted them in the Sky Screen Foundation, and the people who tried to win over MCA are all members of the same organization.
This huge curtain that was invisible before, finally began to show its outline. Yang Can couldn't help but sneered in his heart. It seemed that he wanted to make things simple. In addition to him, a group of people had already established some kind of invisible. The order of their own, and their own appearance may have slowly touched their rules, that's why they encountered such resistance.
It seems that even if you can't find it by yourself, these people will slowly emerge in the near future.
Yang Can looked at the clock, stretched out comfortably, and snapped his fingers easily. Only when the alarm clock "dingling bell" sounded from downstairs, he had observed that Sui Sifen's consciousness energy had not fully recovered. The second floor used the remote "operation" to control the alarm of the electronic alarm clock. Now the twins got up, yelling and frightened Huarong because of being late, and the movement came, and Yang Can couldn't help but laugh.
Drove back to the company, and immediately summoned Han Ping, Han Haozhe, Chen Jianing, and the band "Hang Tian Pao" to the music studio, and sat down together to study the issue of arrangement. This is not because Yang Can only asked for it. , Did not make any communication, but clearly put forward a series of requirements.
The song "Heart Dream" is basically a good production, much better than most popular songs on the market, but it just lacks the finishing touch of the chorus. I hope everyone can brainstorm and change the ten-second climax. paragraph.
After repeated research by Han Ping and Chen Jianing, the conclusion is that they all feel that they have nowhere to start.
It’s not to say how perfect this song is. It’s just that Sui Sifen’s arranging ability surpasses them by too much, and they can’t make any comments at all. They comment on the music. A "gourmet" has no patience to master.
When everyone was at a loss, Yang Can was very calm. He had expected this result a long time ago. He just used the consciousness energy of these people to let everyone sit around the classical piano. Han Ping looked at the piano. Those fingerprint faces are called ugly, but what can be done? Yang Can is the boss here.
"A Fen, come over and play your music. Let's see if there is any way to improve it." Yang Can took Sui Siqi over and walked. Sui Sifen looked at his pretty face reluctantly and whispered. Said: "Why do you call my sister Xiaoqi, always call me Afen, am I as old as your uncle?"
"Don't you think we are actually about the same age?" Yang Can blinked, causing Sui Sifen to blush, pouting her mouth and not talking. Yang Can looked at her and found it funny. Originally the little girl yesterday. I had a dream last night, dreaming of myself, and I felt a little strange in my heart, so I lost my temper.
Sui Sifen sat down and took a few deep breaths before slowly playing the "Xin Meng" tune. After just playing for a while, Yang Can interrupted her frowning and said: "Come on, play with emotions. Don't be perfunctory, you want to play all day. ?"
Sui Sifen gave Yang Can a fiercely angry look, and could only concentrate on experiencing attentive performance. The energy of 413 unfolded and became one with the piano, and the white energy slowly dissipated.
Everyone listened with big eyes to small eyes, and they all smiled bitterly in their hearts. They all knew what Yang Can wanted, two words—inspiration~
Everyone in the music industry knows that inspiration has nothing to do with music theory or any knowledge of music. Inspiration is a personal instinctive reaction. Without music knowledge, it is possible to create music only by inspiration.
The so-called musical inspiration is to express the deepest feelings of the mood into music. This moving emotion requires imagination and certain opportunities, such as music. Sometimes you ponder a melody for a few months. I couldn't figure it out, I just smoked a cigarette and came up with a wonderful joke.
Inspiration is something that comes out of nothing. You didn’t have inspiration a second ago, but you may have inspiration after a second. No matter if it is a master of popular music or classical music, no one dares to slap his chest and say that he has mastered the mystery and mystery. Can you create inspiration with more people together