An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 16 How can father and sons be angry

Hao Yun admitted that such a thing as opening a trumpet and adding his own roommate was indeed not done by someone from Yangjian.

But he really didn't expect to be blacklisted, and he didn't say anything excessive?

Even a 5-star review was given!

There was no class the next morning, Liang Ziyuan didn't say a word, and left with his guitar on his back, probably somewhere to record his new single.

To be honest, Hao Yun really admired this guy.

After being sprayed by people for three years and still insisting on making music, if this is not considered love, then he will never believe in love in his life.

"Brother Ziyuan, what are you doing here? Going out early in the morning with a guitar on your back."

"I guess I'm going to find a cool place to entertain myself. Anyway, don't sing in the dormitory." Zhu Kening rubbed his face with his hands, and muttered, "I have a meeting in the afternoon, no The leaders of the junior courtyard are all here. I'll sleep a little longer, please keep your voices down."

Zheng Xueqian: "..."

Hao Yun: "..."

Fuck you!

You are the one who makes the most noise in the entire dormitory!

If he had to choose between Brother Ziyuan's singing and Kening's snoring, Hao Yun felt that Liang Ziyuan's singing was more "pleasing to the eye".

After all, no matter how noisy the former is, there is a cooling time, and it will pass after a while.

As for the latter, it can last all night without stopping...

It didn't take long before the voice fell, and Zhu Kening's bed had already heard heavy breathing.

There is no doubt that the storm has already brewed a prelude.

Zheng Xueqian glanced at Hao Yun, and said with his eyes: What are your plans for the morning?

Hao Yun glanced back at him: just go for a stroll.

It is likely to be wrong, Zheng Xueqian was stunned for a moment, and returned his surprised look: self-study? So early?

Hao Yun nodded, and replied with his eyes: Otherwise, why is it so noisy here? Can you still sleep?

Barely understanding what he meant, Zheng Xueqian's eyes gradually became firmer, and he nodded: OK! Then I will go too!

After expressing the words with his eyes, he turned over and got out of bed, quickly packed his textbooks into his schoolbag, leaving Hao Yun with a dazed expression on his face, and walked away like the wind.

...

The snoring in the dormitory was getting louder and louder, and it was really difficult to sleep in bed.

Recalling the recording studio that Lin Mengmeng had told him before, Hao Yun climbed out of bed, washed up briefly, put on his clothes and left the dormitory.

On the way towards the school gate, he casually sent Lin Mengmeng a WeChat message.

[Where is the recording studio you mentioned earlier? 】

Originally, he thought it would be a while before he returned, but he didn't expect that just as he was about to turn off the screen, Lin Mengmeng sent a message with coordinates.

Immediately behind, there was a "surprised puppy" expression that looked like Ah Huang's son.

【Do you really want to learn music? (be surprised)】

Hao Yun typed the reply casually.

【Why did I lie to you. 】

Lin Mengmeng: [ah... alright. Come on, if it's just about music, you can ask me if you don't understand! 】

Seeing this line of words, Hao Yun's heart was moved when he remembered the experience of being blocked yesterday.

Gan!

Look at people!

Isn't this the attitude of a musician?

Hey, the only fly in the ointment is that it would be great if this guy's talent was music, Hao Yun would definitely give her this chance to become a god without saying a word.

I don't want anything for her, I just want to be happy.

But unfortunately, the talent of those who really have the potential to become a singer is acting.

Hao Yun was about to start wondering if there was something wrong with this broken system.

After leaving the school gate, I arrived at my destination within a short walk.

I have to say that the place recommended by Lin Mengmeng is really good, whether it is the decoration of the entrance or the temperament of the staff, it looks very professional... Although he may not be able to tell where the professionalism is.

The only fly in the ointment may be the price.

The piano room and recording studio are charged by the hour. Basically, the price fluctuates between 100 and 1,000 per hour according to the different instruments and equipment. There is a discount after ten o’clock in the evening. It feels similar to an Internet cafe?

It will be relatively cheaper if you take a day plan, but no matter how you look at it, the price is not close to the people, at least it does not seem to be affordable by students.

As for the diamond card VIP rooms that don't know what professional equipment is used, Hao Yun selectively ignores them.

Damn, why are musical instruments so expensive? They are inlaid with diamonds!

Even if it is inlaid with diamonds, it won't be worth tens of thousands of dollars just by touching it, right?

Fortunately, the popularity of 2048 has not yet passed, and the follow-up income is not bad. Although the consumption here is a bit expensive, Hao Yun can't afford it, so he directly spent 5,000 yuan to become an ordinary member.

Hao Yun didn't look like a veteran, the young lady who helped him with the card immediately said with a smile.

"Sir, do you need professional guidance?"

Hao Yun: "Professional guidance?"

And this good thing?

The young lady smiled slightly: "Yes, if you are interested in piano, we have instructors with different prices who can provide one-on-one teaching——"

sweat!

It turned out to be a fee.

Hao Yun hurriedly waved his hands and declined.

"No, no, just find me a recording studio with a piano!"

Finally, he perfunctorily left the young lady selling the lessons, Hao Yun locked the door behind him, took a deep breath and walked to the center next to the piano.

Looking at the shiny black and white keys, he couldn't help stretching out his right hand, stroking the smooth keys with his index finger.

Although this was probably the first time he had touched a piano in his life, and the feeling was indeed as strange as he expected, but for some reason, behind the strangeness, there was an imperceptible sense of deja vu.

just like……

It's like he used to play with this stuff.

"Is this Meng Po soup that I didn't lick clean..."

Wasn't Ke Ye a game planner in his previous life?

Hao Yun shook his head with some headaches, then pulled out the chair and sat in front of the piano, put his hands on it, imitated the posture of the pianists in the movie, and pressed the first key.

mi——

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the recording studio.

Gently humming the familiar melody, he pressed the second and third keys with jerky movements.

so——xi——

At the same time, he sang a cappella with a deep voice.

"The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and breaks the world..."

"Dreams are cold and tossed about lifelong love debts and a few books."

"As you default..."

"Life and death are waiting..."

"Waiting for the annual rings round and round—"

The feeling is coming slowly.

Like a flickering firefly.

Grasping the remnants of the memory, as well as the inspiration that came from somewhere, Hao Yun's ten fingers followed the rhythm from the depths of the soul, striking a jerky but firm beat on the black and white keys.

Admittedly, this is not an etude for beginners to perform.

There is no piano textbook that will write this popular repertoire into its first unit.

But there is no doubt that this is the most suitable one for him.

Because only this piece of music can penetrate the fog of memory and bring him such a familiar feeling.

Only when playing this piece of music, he does not need a teacher, nor does he need the guidance of any reference books.

Just go with the feeling.

It's like following instinct...

"It's raining, and the vegetation is deep in the old hometown."

"I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city—"

The intuition from the depths of the soul seemed to hold his hands, manipulating the puppet called melody, over and over again, faster and faster...

Also more skilled!

"The sound of the reed flute on the outskirts of the city, falling on that wild village—"

"Fate takes root, we..."

I don't know how many times I have cycled back and forth.

Until the sunset outside the window.

When the last note fell, Hao Yun let out a long breath. Feeling the silence in the recording studio, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's just like writing sharing eyes..."

In just one day, he has gone from being a piano novice with no foundation at all, to now not only can he play the piano accompaniment of "Fireworks Are Cold" smoothly and perfectly, he can even play the piano version of the entire piece with chords.

Thanks to this, he even feels that even if he picks up other music scores, he can play like that.

Of course, the premise is that the spelling is not particularly difficult.

But then again, it's not a big deal if it's difficult.

When he accumulates more music attribute points in the future, he can unlock a few more Beethoven or Mozart pieces through memory fragments and familiarize himself with them a few times, and his skill proficiency will naturally increase.

"pity……"

"It seems that the music attribute only affects the mastery speed of music-related skills. At most, it can make the fingers more flexible, but it will not affect the timbre of singing."

His voice is relatively more youthful, although he thinks he is very magnetic, but he still can't sing the charm of Jay Chou, nor can he sing the vicissitudes of Lin Zhixuan's version.

If he came to sing, it might be difficult for Big Fire, but Little Fire is still fine.

After all, the writers and composers are all bigwigs, and no matter how much the singer's timbre is reduced, the strength of the song itself also lies there.

Still, the blemishes were harmless.

Although he can't sing, his tool man can.

Although the advantages may not be learned, but at least he can't speak clearly, his brother Ziyuan can be said to be very good at it!

Otherwise, this guy would have been singing in the dormitory for so long, and no one could understand which language he was singing.

In terms of timbre, it should be no big problem to sing that kind of hanging taste and feeling of vicissitudes with a little more control!

As for myself...

Hao Yun never thought of being a singer, let alone live a life that attracts the attention of the public.

If possible, he still wants to make a fortune silently, standing behind the scenes to collect attribute points and memory fragments.

As for the troublesome things...

There are so many tool people, why should he do everything by himself.

"...The next step is to record the pure piano version separately, and then upload it to Yinke for fishing."

Good wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, he is not afraid that the fish will not take the bait.

As long as this song can be on the new song list, he is not worried at all that someone will not see it.

As for what happens next...

That would be so easy.

Turned on the professional recording equipment next to him, stretched Hao Yun, and put his hands on the piano keys.

Even if this idiot blackmailed his trumpet, which made him somewhat upset, who wants you all to be the sons of the master?

No father and sons are angry.

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