Yang Can felt that the energy of these musicians gathered in the space expanded, immersed in their own thoughts, and slowly converged their energy. In a small space, Ronan Thomas’s grand piano white "color" consciousness is slightly in the space. Trembling, as if greedily enjoying the nourishment around him.
After gathering the consciousness energy of other people, Yang Can's original energy in his early 500s immediately soared to the peak of 826, making him feel refreshed and refreshed.
Linked with the consciousness of the grand piano, Yang Can can even clearly feel its excitement. Who said that objects are not conscious, Yang Can is now convinced that those pianos played by Beethoven, Bach, and Chopin must be the happiest in the world Piano.
Only when the instrument merges with the player's consciousness will it have this white "color" consciousness energy.
Sui Sifen started playing again, and the people present clearly felt the atmosphere different. Although the same piece of music was different from the previous one, everyone was brought into the world of music almost instantly. Sui Siqi’s voice was fresh and beautiful. , And hum lightly to the music.
"When can I stop crying, and when the darkness can dissipate, I hope the warm sun will evaporate the tears, and the tired look makes me a little bit tired, and I want to give up all, that makes me tired of dreams.
Every time I feel that I have more shortcomings than I have
I can only squat there weakly
When can you stop crying
When will the darkness dissipate
Hope the warm sun evaporates the tears
It will be fine, I always comfort myself like this
Make myself scary day by day
Even if you believe me, you can’t believe me
I don't know how long I can hold on
I will come one day if I wait..."
Just as everyone was intoxicated by the music, closing their eyes to be intoxicated, Yang Can put a pair of plastic earplugs on his ears, and slowly sat beside Sui Siqi, staring at the keyboards one after another. White "color" energy, fingers doing relaxing exercises.
With such a powerful music energy factory in space, he has gathered the consciousness of everyone present. He has only one chance. If he can't grasp it, all the arrangements will be wasted. He cannot be distracted by music.
For others, inspiration may be something that you can't see or touch, but for Yang Can, inspiration is the fleeting consciousness that can be captured in accordance with the law.
At this moment, Yang Can entered a realm of mystery and mystery. The surrounding space seemed to slow down. He could even see the slightest rise and fall of the white energy of music, as if the waves of high and low fluctuations have their own. By law, the huge energy in his mind is like a sophisticated computer, calculating the possibility of each step in advance.
The first reaction in Yang Can's mind at this time was to think of the sculptor Michelangelo saying:
"The statue was originally in the stone, I just removed the unwanted parts. This statue is your talent for everyone, and what needs to be removed is the expectations of the outside world and your own impetuosity. This carving chisel is time and reflection. If you often reflect on your heart, then the time to sculpt this statue will be shorter. Unfortunately, most people spend their time looking for various decorations and whitewashing stones that they think are ugly."
This is not the case with music. The most beautiful movements are naturally presented in performance. This is not based on the current utilitarianism and the so-called market laws that can be piled up. Everything is born naturally in this mysterious realm. Without adding any artificial creation, it is not so much creation, as it is returning to the original...
At the time when it was originally unsatisfactory, Yang Can suddenly pressed Sui Sifen's shoulder, and put his hands under the keyboard to play a new movement.
Everyone was still "fascinated" with Sui Sifen's reborn "Dream of Heart", but they didn't expect the tune to suddenly rise twice. Han Ping and Han Haozhe's nephew frowned. They just felt a little abrupt and suddenly hit. I got a stimulus, and my emotions rose up with the music~
The first half of the music seemed to be a whispering question to the despair and adversity office, "bewildered" and "confused", suddenly it seemed as if a ray of sunlight was shining in, and the atmosphere was suddenly free and easy.
Sui Siqi was driven by music, and her singing could not help being light and full of surging vitality.
"Like no matter how long the night, the sun will always rise
My aching heart will get better someday
In front of the icy wall of fate, I can face everything.
One day I will cross that wall
Thinking of the high sky, soaring freely~~~
This heavy world
Can't bind me
At the end of my life
The day I faced it with a smile~~I raised my head~faced~~~"
The last sentence was originally a chorus of the two, but under Yang Can’s new arrangement, Sui Sifen unconsciously added his own harmony along with the wonderful music "manipulation", and the beautiful voice that broke through the clouds was smooth and smooth. It was extremely explosive and stunned all the professionals present.
After stumbling and stumbling to finish playing a song, Yang Can felt the overflowing white "color" energy fragments between his fingers, and the surging and comfortable excitement in his chest. It was incomparable. He was a musician with more than 800 energy. How did you feel when you created it? This is a hundred times more beautiful than the stimulating "medicine" and the taste of a woman.
At this moment, Yang Cancai finally understands why those musicians who really stand in artistic subversion have money, but no one after their fame has stopped creating and enjoying their old age, because compared with this incomparable creative pleasure, it is simply Nothing else can compare.
Chen Jianing, who has been rolling in the pop music world for decades, Han Ping returned to the real world from the thoughts that he did not want to leave until he was immersed for nearly half a minute after the end of this "Dream of Heart", and lightly clapped his hands. , The expression on the face can even be described as pious.
A word flashed in their hearts at the same time: "Miracle". After Yang Can's performance, the whole song completely raised a level. Since it does not lose the structure of popular music, it transcends the realm of ordinary popular music and has a somewhat classical taste. It seems to contain another sense of innovation.
"It's wonderful. It can be described with a magical brush. How did you create such a passage." Han Haozhe stood up again. The frivolousness on his face has completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of humility. He is on the scene today. Feeling the shock of the music gave him a complete awakening of what really good music is.
"No... it's not me, it was created by Yang Dong on the spot..." Sui Sifen bit her lower lip tightly and looked at Yang Can rather angrily. The shock and disbelief in her heart were intertwined. This piece was only released last night. Yes, Yang Can also rested in the middle of the night with her, such a short time...how could he be possible.
Han Haozhe was stunned for a moment, but the corners of his mouth collapsed in disdain. What kind of jokes, on-site creation, just like his layman, although the piano piece just now was amazing, but Yang Can’s piano skills are not flattering. It's falling, and I don't know why it sounds so beautiful.
Han Ping and Chen Jianing both came over at the same time. They are all people who have experienced the world. Naturally, they can tell from Sui Sifen's expression that she is not lying. They come to Yang Can who stood up from the piano seat and asked:
"Mr. Yang... Can you show us the score of this song?"
Yang Can turned his head and looked at them with a look of "bewilderment" and "bewilderment". Suddenly, he took out the earplugs he used to sleep on the plane from his ears and smiled and said: "Sorry, I didn't hear you just now. Say what."
"We are... the score for the second half of your song..."
The crowd around saw the earplugs Yang Can put on the table and opened their mouths slightly. Could it be that just now... when he was creating, he couldn't hear what he was playing
The music of different ages at the scene coincided with the same name "Beethoven" in my heart. This German-born so-called pianist began to gradually lose his voice at the age of 30, and could only use pen and paper. Communicating with people, but this is him, who composed "Symphony of Heroes", "Symphony of Destiny", "Symphony of Pastoral" and many other colorful and immortal songs.
So far, no one knows that Beethoven, who can't hear any sound, made any creations. Although according to legend, the music master bit a small wooden stick against the piano and relied on sensational motion music, but this is completely nonsense.
But now, everyone sees such a person like Beethoven who composes music alive, and this person has a touch of pianist temperament and characteristics from beginning to end.
"Music score? No score, just play it casually. If you think it's okay..." Yang Can got up and moved his cramped fingers and looked at Sui Sifen: "You listened to it just now. Have you written it down?"
"Well, it's not a big problem." Sui Sifen naturally nodded, took the pen and paper, and began to write music scores from memory.
Yang Can calmly took out a pair of cigarettes and said to Chen Jianing and Han Haozhe: "Ask her." Turning around and leaving without looking back, he just consumed 90% of the consciousness energy of almost everyone present. Now If you don't take a good rest, people here will feel dizzy and black eyes if you can't wait half an hour.
Everyone was speechless again. Seeing Sui Sifen holding a small chin with a pen and writing a little piece of music, Han Haozhe felt a lot of emotions in his heart, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, asked Han Ping: "Uncle, can you tell me what happened? What happened, who exactly is Dong Yang? And where did he come from such a pair of little girls who have an absolute sense of voice and never forget their skills..."
What can Han Ping say? A musician who could only look at the "Booming Cannon" took up his earplugs a little unconvincedly, put them in his ears, and talked loudly to the people next to him but heard nothing. The funny scene was silent.
He actually felt like he was dreaming. Originally, this music company was on the verge of bankruptcy. Since Yang Can arrived, a series of changes have taken place unknowingly. It is both exciting and expectant. Although it is not helpful, Han Ping still has unprecedented expectations for this company. Unfortunately, all he can do now is to wait and see the Congress Party speech in the month before the general election.
The fate of Taiwan and the fate of this music company that started again are all tied together..
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Although Yang Can enjoys the comfort of the Dibao Villa, this is someone else’s place after all. Since coming to Taiwan, of course he has to expand some of his own industries. After weighing it again and again, he took out NT$130 million for Zhu Huaicheng to acquire. The building behind the top record has just built a new building to be used in the dormitory of the top company.
The newly established Nanri Daily and the staff of top recordings provide accommodation. Of course, he himself, as well as Xia Meng, Yang Xiuya, and Sui sisters have also moved here. Yang Can was born in the army and believes in the leadership of cadres and comrades. The concept of eating and living together is also convenient for establishing his prestige among these lower-level employees.
Of course, in this top company’s dormitory building, Yang Can is most proud of the separate reading library. In this 50-square-meter room, Yang Can has gathered almost everything that can be bought from all four sides. With 400 books, some areas of the Eslite Bookstore have been emptied by him. Reading is probably the cheapest way to raise consciousness.
Sitting on the seat by the window, the vines on the simple wooden frame outside the window have not yet sprouts, and the sunset light that cannot be shielded comes in through the window and falls on the book on the table.
After receiving a call from Yang Xiuya, Yang Can closed the book, and walked over to Xia Meng who was reading a book obediently, bending over to her ear and greeted softly: "There is still something to do in the evening. I will leave first and read more books." Xia Meng smiled brightly. "Go ahead, am I not as good as you?" Bright eyes watched Yang Can walk out of the room.
Going downstairs to the lobby, Yang Xiuya is wearing a small purple suit with a long coat covering her skirt. Only her slender legs wrapped in silk socks and bright red high heels are seen standing. In the corridor hall is clear and dazzling, the national spirit in life lacks the brilliance on the screen, but adds a clear temperament, giving her a refreshing beauty.
"I don't know that you guy is such a person who loves to learn..." Yang Xiuya didn't feel anything wrong about being forced to move here from a five-star hotel. On the contrary, Yang Can lived nearby, which made me feel even more comfortable. At ease.
"A good book can improve the inner realm of a person. You should actually read the book carefully.. It will be helpful to your acting." Yang Can smiled. He could not explain the real reason why he read these books. His current energy has reached. 500 wants to take a step closer, reading some high-energy books is very helpful for him.
"Such assiduous study, it really doesn't fit your Yang Dapao's romantic image." Yang Xiuya teased Yang Can, seeing the "New World Spiritual Awakening" by Eckhart Thor in his hand. Xiumei frowned, discussing what to have for dinner with Yang Can.
Yang Can and Yang Xiuya walked out side by side, Sui Sifen, Sui Siqi and a few young female "sex" reporters from Nan Daily walked down the corner stairs with a smile. Sui Sifen seemed to be discussing issues with his classmates, and went downstairs behind his back without looking. When she arrived at Yang Can, when a colleague next to her reminded her to be careful not to run into someone, she looked over and saw Yang Can stopped and looked at her at the top of the stairs. She was shocked. She stepped on the first flight of stairs and slammed into Yang Can’s arms. go with.
Yang Can has always been agile enough, watching Sui Sifen bump into his arms and get out of the way in time. Sui Sifen didn't catch the support, staggering for two steps, and finally failed to maintain his balance. Fell to the ground. Holding a large pile of clothes spilled all over the floor.
"Be careful when you walk. You don't want to break your leg before going on stage." Yang Can reminded her with a smile.
Sui Sifen's face was flushed. She didn't know why she always felt that Dong Yang, who could distinguish their sisters at a glance, was not pleasing to her eyes. Today, she made a fool of herself in front of him and even ridiculed him.
Sui Siqi hurriedly walked over to help her up from the cold grindstone ground, looked back at Yang Can, and complained:
"I said Dong Yang, why are you like this? When you saw someone falling down the stairs, you didn't give a hand, so you got out of the way? You are such an uncle, are you afraid of helping our little girl bear any responsibility?" Yang Xiuya, who was next to Yang Can, was taken aback.
Watching Sui Sifen stand up and "rubbing" her aching knee, her eyes were shy and annoyed. This scheming little girl was afraid to say something unfavorable to her. Yang Xiuya is here to avoid trouble and talk. Yang Xiuya's sleeve tube quickly went away.
Yang Xiuya looked back curiously and asked Yang Can, "Who is this girl, who has a deep hatred with you, so she ran away so wickedly?"
"It's not hatred, it's sentimental. She likes me a little bit. I'm afraid that if I touch her, she will think "chaos"." Yang Can told Yang Xiuya that Sui Sifen was his newly selected singer in Taiwan, and revealed himself a little bit. Going to save her, I bumped into this little Nizi taking a bath.
Yang Xiuya stretched out her hand to cover her pretty lips and laughed. The crisp laughter spread across the corridor like silver bells. After resting for a while, she covered her waist and eyes with one hand and pointed at Yang Can: "I think this is the worst part of you. I molested the girl unscrupulously, and then became affectionate."
"Really? I don't seem to take the initiative to provoke anyone..." Yang Can spread out innocently, and walked into the Mercedes-Benz commercial car with Yang Xiuya.
The two female reporters next to him were all friends of Sui Sifen. They turned their heads and watched Yang Can and Yang Xiuya get into the black car. They also said angrily: "This Yang Dong is usually kind and kind. I don’t understand the customs, who would dare to deliberately hit him in his arms in the future..."
"Don't be idiots, I heard that this reporter Yang Dong from the mainland used to be a gangster with more than 20 knives; if you run into it, he will not only get out of the way, but maybe even kick your ass... You didn't see who was next to him, the national elf Yang Xiuya, the rich and powerful men really don't have our share..." Another girl said "bewildered" with eyes full of eyes.
Seeing Yang Can walk away calmly, Sui Sifen "rubbed" her broken knees, tickling with hatred, and heard the nonsense between two female reporter friends who had no "sex", as if she was a idiot and deliberately ran into it. The same, their heads are two laps bigger, seeing that they are still looking at the direction the car is leaving, they can only say softly and not angry: "These nymphomaniacs actually like an uncle..."
Sui Siqi said with stars in her eyes next to her and said: "Actually, it is not.. Haven't you seen Dong Yang's interview? Actually, I really want to have a love relationship with Dong Yang, even if it is injured, even if it is ruthlessly abandoned. Anyhow, such a bold man has a relationship."
Sui Sifen covered her chest on the spot, and did not come over in a breath.