051. Was he getting serious? (Seeking data)
"Hey... Boss Ma? Alright, alright, I'll arrange for someone to take a look immediately…Alright, alright, I'll do it as fast as I can."
"Hey........." Chairman Ma? Alright, alright, I'll immediately arrange for people to repair the livestream room as soon as possible... Alright, I will."
"Hey........." CEO Wang? Alright, alright, I'll immediately arrange for someone to repair it…Don't worry, I'll arrange it now!"
"Hello..."
......
Within a few minutes, Douyu's general manager, You Wenhan, was so scared that he was sweating profusely.
He was flattered that five or six business tycoons in the country had called him personally. The reason was that one of his live broadcast rooms had turned black.
He was so flustered that he called the company's technical personnel to repair the server desperately. This night was destined to be a sleepless night for Douyu Platform. Many technical personnel were even called back to the company to repair the server as quickly as possible.
On the other side, the live audience was eerily quiet.
Disappointed, disappointed.
Without a doubt,
the things that the young man had thrown out were in a mess and had no rhythm. It was so messy that it made people want to throw things at him.
No matter how they looked at it, they all felt that Ye Yan was fooling around.
They even felt that a three-year-old child could play better than Ye Yan.
"What is he doing? I'll tell him to stop playing..."
"Don't go over..."
"Teacher, why?"
Bai Qiongxue recognized Ye Yan. He was the author of Black Sunday.
At first, she was looking forward to Ye Yan's performance, and she didn't know why she felt that Ye Yan was a very talented person.
The content of the video had already been verified by professionals on the Internet. There were no traces of fraud.
Moreover, there were a large number of live audience members who decided on the content of the live broadcast.
That meant that the piano piece was indeed played by Ye Yan.
This could not be faked.
This talent was definitely not something that ordinary people could possess.
This time, Ye Yan said that he knew a little about the piano, so she naturally thought that he would be an outstanding pianist.
However, she didn't expect Ye Yan to press the piano crazily, and it was just a mess…
She was a little anxious.
However, just as she was about to walk over to stop Ye Yan, a pair of hands blocked her way.
She looked up.
It was a teacher.
At this moment, Wang Hanhai was silently staring ahead with his eyes narrowed, sometimes deep in thought and sometimes enlightened.
He seemed to be hesitating, but he also seemed to have figured something out.
"Do you believe him?"
“......”
"Then what kind of person do you think he is to be able to play such an extremely depressing song and compose so many lifelike songs?”
"Maybe he was drunk, but was he really drunk to the point of doing whatever he wanted?”
"This..." Bai Qiongxue hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Look good! Perhaps there would be a surprise…Now, let him play quietly." Wang Hanhai smiled and looked at the young man who was a little drunk not far away. Perhaps he was not playing randomly, but composing…
As soon as this thought appeared, even Wang Hanhai found it unbelievable.
However, he had to believe it because he realized that although the piano sound was still very messy, it was much better than before, and it produced a certain melody.
“......”Bai Qiongxue looked at the old man and then at Ye Yan, who was sitting in front of the piano…
His piano skills were really…
Was it worth it for Teacher to wait for him personally…
This, it's impossible!
But if that was really the case, then what was he doing now?
......
Ding, ding, ding...
Ding, dong...
Ding Ding Dong, Dong Dong Ding…
Ye Yan's piano playing was still not very skillful...
It was a mess.
He Feiyu couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to stop Ye Yan from playing the piano so recklessly. To him, this was simply an insult to the piano that he had learned for more than ten years.
However, just as he was about to move, he was glared at by the teacher.
He didn't understand why his teacher wasn't angry. Instead, he was waiting expectantly. His expression was so serious that he hadn't seen it for a long time.
Perhaps other people thought that Ye Yan was messing around, but Wang Hanhai didn't think so.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ye Yan was composing.
Yes, he was composing.
That was the only reason he had.
Even though it felt ridiculous, he had lived to such an old age. What kind of ridiculous things had he not seen?
Moreover, in the field of piano, as long as there was inspiration, any absurd thing was not enough. It could even be called a miracle.
......
Ye Yan didn't want to mess around.
He never had the habit of messing around.
What kind of evil thoughts could a handsome young man like him have?
It was just that he was drunk and couldn't find the feeling for a moment...
At this moment, his mind was in a mess. He was playing the piano randomly. As he played, he found that feeling... Yes, this was the feeling…
It came from the heart and contrasted with the moon!
.......................................................................
P.S. The new book is ready to be published!
He felt like he was going to die!
....................................................................... 051. Was he getting serious? (Seeking data)
"Hey... Boss Ma? Alright, alright, I'll arrange for someone to take a look immediately…Alright, alright, I'll do it as fast as I can."
"Hey........." Chairman Ma? Alright, alright, I'll immediately arrange for people to repair the livestream room as soon as possible... Alright, I will."
"Hey........." CEO Wang? Alright, alright, I'll immediately arrange for someone to repair it…Don't worry, I'll arrange it now!"
"Hello..."
......
Within a few minutes, Douyu's general manager, You Wenhan, was so scared that he was sweating profusely.
He was flattered that five or six business tycoons in the country had called him personally. The reason was that one of his live broadcast rooms had turned black.
He was so flustered that he called the company's technical personnel to repair the server desperately. This night was destined to be a sleepless night for Douyu Platform. Many technical personnel were even called back to the company to repair the server as quickly as possible.
On the other side, the live audience was eerily quiet.
Disappointed, disappointed.
Without a doubt,
the things that the young man had thrown out were in a mess and had no rhythm. It was so messy that it made people want to throw things at him.
No matter how they looked at it, they all felt that Ye Yan was fooling around.
They even felt that a three-year-old child could play better than Ye Yan.
"What is he doing? I'll tell him to stop playing..."
"Don't go over..."
"Teacher, why?"
Bai Qiongxue recognized Ye Yan. He was the author of Black Sunday.
At first, she was looking forward to Ye Yan's performance, and she didn't know why she felt that Ye Yan was a very talented person.
The content of the video had already been verified by professionals on the Internet. There were no traces of fraud.
Moreover, there were a large number of live audience members who decided on the content of the live broadcast.
That meant that the piano piece was indeed played by Ye Yan.
This could not be faked.
This talent was definitely not something that ordinary people could possess.
This time, Ye Yan said that he knew a little about the piano, so she naturally thought that he would be an outstanding pianist.
However, she didn't expect Ye Yan to press the piano crazily, and it was just a mess…
She was a little anxious.
However, just as she was about to walk over to stop Ye Yan, a pair of hands blocked her way.
She looked up.
It was a teacher.
At this moment, Wang Hanhai was silently staring ahead with his eyes narrowed, sometimes deep in thought and sometimes enlightened.
He seemed to be hesitating, but he also seemed to have figured something out.
"Do you believe him?"
“......”
"Then what kind of person do you think he is to be able to play such an extremely depressing song and compose so many lifelike songs?”
"Maybe he was drunk, but was he really drunk to the point of doing whatever he wanted?”
"This..." Bai Qiongxue hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Look good! Perhaps there would be a surprise…Now, let him play quietly." Wang Hanhai smiled and looked at the young man who was a little drunk not far away. Perhaps he was not playing randomly, but composing…
As soon as this thought appeared, even Wang Hanhai found it unbelievable.
However, he had to believe it because he realized that although the piano sound was still very messy, it was much better than before, and it produced a certain melody.
“......”Bai Qiongxue looked at the old man and then at Ye Yan, who was sitting in front of the piano…
His piano skills were really…
Was it worth it for Teacher to wait for him personally…
This, it's impossible!
But if that was really the case, then what was he doing now?
......
Ding, ding, ding...
Ding, dong...
Ding Ding Dong, Dong Dong Ding…
Ye Yan's piano playing was still not very skillful...
It was a mess.
He Feiyu couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to stop Ye Yan from playing the piano so recklessly. To him, this was simply an insult to the piano that he had learned for more than ten years.
However, just as he was about to move, he was glared at by the teacher.
He didn't understand why his teacher wasn't angry. Instead, he was waiting expectantly. His expression was so serious that he hadn't seen it for a long time.
Perhaps other people thought that Ye Yan was messing around, but Wang Hanhai didn't think so.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ye Yan was composing.
Yes, he was composing.
That was the only reason he had.
Even though it felt ridiculous, he had lived to such an old age. What kind of ridiculous things had he not seen?
Moreover, in the field of piano, as long as there was inspiration, any absurd thing was not enough. It could even be called a miracle.
......
Ye Yan didn't want to mess around.
He never had the habit of messing around.
What kind of evil thoughts could a handsome young man like him have?
It was just that he was drunk and couldn't find the feeling for a moment...
At this moment, his mind was in a mess. He was playing the piano randomly. As he played, he found that feeling... Yes, this was the feeling…
It came from the heart and contrasted with the moon!
.......................................................................
P.S. The new book is ready to be published!
He felt like he was going to die!
....................................................................... 051. Was he getting serious? (Seeking data)
"Hey... Boss Ma? Alright, alright, I'll arrange for someone to take a look immediately…Alright, alright, I'll do it as fast as I can."
"Hey........." Chairman Ma? Alright, alright, I'll immediately arrange for people to repair the livestream room as soon as possible... Alright, I will."
"Hey........." CEO Wang? Alright, alright, I'll immediately arrange for someone to repair it…Don't worry, I'll arrange it now!"
"Hello..."
......
Within a few minutes, Douyu's general manager, You Wenhan, was so scared that he was sweating profusely.
He was flattered that five or six business tycoons in the country had called him personally. The reason was that one of his live broadcast rooms had turned black.
He was so flustered that he called the company's technical personnel to repair the server desperately. This night was destined to be a sleepless night for Douyu Platform. Many technical personnel were even called back to the company to repair the server as quickly as possible.
On the other side, the live audience was eerily quiet.
Disappointed, disappointed.
Without a doubt,
the things that the young man had thrown out were in a mess and had no rhythm. It was so messy that it made people want to throw things at him.
No matter how they looked at it, they all felt that Ye Yan was fooling around.
They even felt that a three-year-old child could play better than Ye Yan.
"What is he doing? I'll tell him to stop playing..."
"Don't go over..."
"Teacher, why?"
Bai Qiongxue recognized Ye Yan. He was the author of Black Sunday.
At first, she was looking forward to Ye Yan's performance, and she didn't know why she felt that Ye Yan was a very talented person.
The content of the video had already been verified by professionals on the Internet. There were no traces of fraud.
Moreover, there were a large number of live audience members who decided on the content of the live broadcast.
That meant that the piano piece was indeed played by Ye Yan.
This could not be faked.
This talent was definitely not something that ordinary people could possess.
This time, Ye Yan said that he knew a little about the piano, so she naturally thought that he would be an outstanding pianist.
However, she didn't expect Ye Yan to press the piano crazily, and it was just a mess…
She was a little anxious.
However, just as she was about to walk over to stop Ye Yan, a pair of hands blocked her way.
She looked up.
It was a teacher.
At this moment, Wang Hanhai was silently staring ahead with his eyes narrowed, sometimes deep in thought and sometimes enlightened.
He seemed to be hesitating, but he also seemed to have figured something out.
"Do you believe him?"
“......”
"Then what kind of person do you think he is to be able to play such an extremely depressing song and compose so many lifelike songs?”
"Maybe he was drunk, but was he really drunk to the point of doing whatever he wanted?”
"This..." Bai Qiongxue hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Look good! Perhaps there would be a surprise…Now, let him play quietly." Wang Hanhai smiled and looked at the young man who was a little drunk not far away. Perhaps he was not playing randomly, but composing…
As soon as this thought appeared, even Wang Hanhai found it unbelievable.
However, he had to believe it because he realized that although the piano sound was still very messy, it was much better than before, and it produced a certain melody.
“......”Bai Qiongxue looked at the old man and then at Ye Yan, who was sitting in front of the piano…
His piano skills were really…
Was it worth it for Teacher to wait for him personally…
This, it's impossible!
But if that was really the case, then what was he doing now?
......
Ding, ding, ding...
Ding, dong...
Ding Ding Dong, Dong Dong Ding…
Ye Yan's piano playing was still not very skillful...
It was a mess.
He Feiyu couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to stop Ye Yan from playing the piano so recklessly. To him, this was simply an insult to the piano that he had learned for more than ten years.
However, just as he was about to move, he was glared at by the teacher.
He didn't understand why his teacher wasn't angry. Instead, he was waiting expectantly. His expression was so serious that he hadn't seen it for a long time.
Perhaps other people thought that Ye Yan was messing around, but Wang Hanhai didn't think so.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ye Yan was composing.
Yes, he was composing.
That was the only reason he had.
Even though it felt ridiculous, he had lived to such an old age. What kind of ridiculous things had he not seen?
Moreover, in the field of piano, as long as there was inspiration, any absurd thing was not enough. It could even be called a miracle.
......
Ye Yan didn't want to mess around.
He never had the habit of messing around.
What kind of evil thoughts could a handsome young man like him have?
It was just that he was drunk and couldn't find the feeling for a moment...
At this moment, his mind was in a mess. He was playing the piano randomly. As he played, he found that feeling... Yes, this was the feeling…
It came from the heart and contrasted with the moon!
.......................................................................
P.S. The new book is ready to be published!
He felt like he was going to die!
.......................................................................
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