ps: Because I was done in one go, I didn’t have any developments. 'It is recommended that you use Kugou Music to search for "Safiros" when reading this chapter, download the 6 minutes and 7 seconds rock version, and watch it while listening - because I just wrote the singles in a loop~~After so long, it’s still a very cute theme song of Sadian~~

The dandelion scratched his ears and cheeks in front of foreigners but hesitated. Now when he saw Yang Qi standing on the podium, he immediately screamed loudly like a cat stepping on his tail: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to stand on the podium? Get off now!"

It is incredible for a musician to say the word "get out". It seems that he is also anxious. Looking at his hysterical appearance, sure enough, this dandelion has no musician cultivation. He just doesn't dare to yell at outsiders, but only dares to yell at his own people. In short: a slutty inside.

Stand up for such a person?

Haha, stop teasing!

"You don't have to be dissatisfied. If you don't do it, you really can't do it." Yang Qi didn't plan to save face for him at all, he didn't plan to save face for anyone. Recently, he was holding a sense of nameless fire in his heart. When he came here today, he finally couldn't help but vent. So he said with a condescending tone: "The interpretation just now is very bad, it's simply stink! With your level, it's really incredible to be able to stand on this podium."

"You-!" Dandelion was so angry that his hair was almost bursting out: "You little thing..."

"Stop!" He scolded him and completely suppressed him. Yang Qi was not in the mood to say anything more to a dandelion: "Stay quietly and quietly!" He looked around the symphony orchestra in front of him. The advantage of stepping on the dandelion just now was that all the musicians naturally focused their eyes on him. So he clapped his hands and said without doubt: "Everyone pays attention. This paragraph must be changed."

"Variation?" Chinese musicians whispered to each other. Foreigners didn't understand it. Some people said unconvinced: "This is an international famous song. It's like this in countless performances. How can it be variable?"

"Why can't you change it? In singing, although symphony is very important, it is an accompaniment in the end, in order to highlight the singer. The singer's sound quality and tone are different, so they naturally need different accompaniment methods." Yang Qi casually flipped through the score dedicated to the conductor, and wrote many annotations on the shop. It seems that the dandelion was written, which was all about "speeding up".

"Speed ​​up? No wonder." Yang Qi combined the score and looked up at all the musicians at the same time: "Don't let the singers echo the music, let the singers resonate with the musicians and blend. In this post-night aria, the version just now is full of a kind of bargaining and small-sized style, not high-end."

"Small family?!" Everyone was in an instant and someone shouted in dissatisfaction: "Where are small families? If you feel generous, you can do it yourself!"

"Okay, I'll do it again, you listen carefully." Yang Qi was not polite and not nervous. With a wave of his hand, Wei Donglin urged someone to put on a piano. Wei Donglin was also unsure. Yang Qi's casual behavior caught him off guard just now. When he scolded dandelions, Wei Donglin's eyes were almost glaring out. But at this time, he could only grit his teeth and hold on to the end. No matter how Yang Qi stepped on people, he was always a member of the Chinese side. His strength was actually a blessing for China. So, I hope Yang Qi can give him a surprise!

However, although the Aria after Night also has a piano accompaniment version, how many effects can it be produced? What tricks can it be produced? You must not mess it up at this time, you must calm the scene!

Amid the whispering discussion, Yang Qi sat in front of the piano, put his hand on the keys. He played two sounds at will and tried the piano. The sound was cold and noble, Stanway's big triangle, a good piano.

Yang Qi raised his hand slightly and hung his fingers. As he raised his fingers, everyone calmed down based on the musician's basic etiquette. Whether they were convinced or not, watching the fun or being heartbroken, everyone was quietly waiting for the answer given by Yang Qi.

So, Yang Qi dropped his fingers, and there was a hint of unyielding curve at the corner of his mouth.

The nameless fire in my heart finally found the best outlet for venting.

Dong, the first sound is a powerful sound in the bass area. After the first sound sounds, the strong shock waves spread out everywhere, which is a kind of spiritual shock, as if it pulls all moments into the vast wasteland under the dark night and receives the baptism of infinite loneliness.

"This!" With just one sound, someone opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. No one could have thought that just one sound could have such expressiveness.

Speed ​​up? Haha, it's completely different! What we need here is not speed up, but slow down appropriately. Slow down the pace and increase capacity, so that this relationship will be deeper and more cathartic!

The aria after the night is the anger of the Queen of Night, and you must not be a shrew in the street. And the Queen of Night's mentality, the majesty of the Queen of Night, and the personality of the Queen of Night, no one knows better than me!

Yang Qi's thoughts turned, and his fingers bounced. His left hand hit hard in the bass zone, like thunder rolling in the distant sky of the infinite night. His right hand bounced back and forth in the high pitch zone at an incredible speed, bursting out the most dazzling skills. It was like countless elves dancing in the night, this was the relative of the night and the slave of the Queen of the Night.

"Ghost, Ghost, Ghost, Ghost Fire!!" Others shouldn't speak out when playing, but Wei Donglin really couldn't help it. He clearly heard the feeling of Lister's etude "Ghost Fire" in Yang Qi's right hand melody. Ghost Fire is known as Mount Everest, which is difficult for piano music. There are only a handful of people in the whole world who can play this song.

But Yang Qi now only regards ghost fire as one of the interludes, a contour mixed in the main melody!

The bass tremble and the high notes danced, and the infinite notes echoed in the hall, washing everyone's ears and hearts, and then gradually collaborated. The bass tremble was so shocking that every sound hit the rhythm of the beating of the heart - the family members of the night are entering! This is like a marche of the family members of the night, and everyone seemed to see it. Countless family members of the night walked out of the dark wilderness, responded to the queen's call, and continued to gather!

This piece of music is not the part of the night-de-historic aria at all. But everyone was completely stunned. Even the red-haired woman on the second floor couldn't help but stand up. She widened her eyes and frowned, focusing on the music. Something in this piece of music hit her heart.

In this vast world of night described in the piano music, Yang Qi gradually stopped showing off his skills, just playing the irresistible rhythm. It was like an earthquake, like a tsunami, which involved everyone in the same rhythm.

Then, Yang Qi shouted: "Cello, come in!"

So all cellists began to pull the bow involuntarily. The low sound of the cello played the tune that should have been, but in this rhythm, it completely changed. It was like there was a surging dark river in the world of night, which made everything come alive.

Then, Yang Qi shouted again: "Horse, come in!"

So, the horn player puffed up his cheeks and tried his best to blow the heavy instrument in his hand. In the world of night, there were towering rocky mountains, which instantly made people lose their body and mind.

"Clarinet. Flute, come in!"

Therefore, there are twisted dead branches and strange woods in the world of night, and the ghost fires and evil spirits wandering in the forest can kill any living person who breaks into it.

"Violin, come in! Come in!"

So, the shrill wind roars and mysterious sarcasm, the world of night suddenly became perfected.

The piano was not a regular member of the symphony orchestra at all. Its tone was too eye-catching and not suitable for ensembles. But before the Baroque era, the piano actually served as the current "conductor". At that time, piano players used their own piano sound to lead the direction of the entire orchestra. However, as the symphony became more and more diverse and complex, the piano gradually could no longer be competent for this job.

But today, Yang Qi used the piano to gather more than 100 people from a large symphony orchestra, wrapping everyone in his own world. Other instruments don’t even need to be considered, and they will naturally follow his feelings. They are like zombie ghosts, automatically following their own masters.

And Yang Qi perfectly projected what he thought in his heart into everyone's hearts through music.

The family members of the night gather together. The world is dark and the army is endless. All existences are shouting in unison, slapping their chests, stomping their feet and shaking the ground, waiting for the most critical protagonists.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, and continuously tapped the accents, Yang Qi hit the bass area with his left hand. The world of the night was trembling, the earth was roaring, as if a huge crack in the ground was rumbling. Crash, infinite blood-red flames burned out from the crack in the ground and rushed into the sky. All the family members of the night were holding their breath, waiting for the final only king in anticipation.

So, Yang Qi raised his head suddenly, his hands kept stabbing the second floor with endless sharpness.

No one spoke, but everyone was infected by this aura, and everyone looked at the second floor.

Hundreds of eyes gathered on the woman on the second floor at the same time.

The red-haired woman on the second floor trembled, her majestic eyes stared at Yang Qi for a moment, and then a hint of fanatical excitement suddenly appeared in her eyes. She looked down below, raised her arms, and stretched out her hands, as if a king had arrived in the world. She opened her mouth, her voice cords vibrated, and made her own voice, and her aura was strong and forced: "Around me, the flames of death and despair - surrounded me!" (Chinese translation)

Thus, all the mania and flames in the entire night world were vented. Under the command of the only will, rolling forward.

"Yes, yes, yes!! That's the feeling!!" Wei Donglin was about to scream. He stared at him with a red face and was excited and unable to control himself: "Yehou, this is the feeling of Yehou, this is the Queen of Ye!!"

Not only him, but everyone stood up after playing here. Whether in China or abroad, there was one or the other, everyone stared at the red-haired woman on the second floor and Yang Qi on the first floor in a daze. The two seemed to have become the cornerstone and core of this night world, manipulating everyone's emotions. Because of their anger, everyone held their breath. Because of their hatred, everyone strived forward. If the Dandelion version was the two resentful women in the palace fighting drama that were making trouble, then the version that Yang Qi played now was the anger of the head of state.

It was like a definite absolute emperor, which set off a craze of war. When the emperor was angry, blood flowed. Yang Qi's version of the Night's Aria was no longer the tragic character who used his daughter to play tricks. She completely turned into a real iron-blooded emperor. Firm, determined, broad, deep, and determined. In every step forward, there was iron, blood, anger, and fire. With the rolling trend, it was unstoppable to the end of revenge.

The music, which was originally less than three minutes long, was performed for a full ten minutes. When the lyrics of "Marceau" were finally over, Yang Qi not only did not let the music weaken, but instead pushed it to the top. Just like an emperor drew his sword, angrily yelled, and countless family members of the night rushed forward.

There was no command, but the sound came to an abrupt end here.

Dong - Yang Qi's ten fingers fell on the keys, and the song ended. Yang Qi came back from his strange mental state, and even gasped. He first looked at the band musicians. Everyone was sweating profusely and their faces were flushed and their eyes were dull, just like they had just taken poison, and their souls had not come back. Looking at the audience below, it was similar.

Only my aunt Yang Shu was still awake, smiling at him with gentle and admiration, raised her bare hands and applauded gently.

Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa!

Scattered applause added one sudden awakening after another, and finally turned into a thunderous applause.

Yang Qi finally looked at the second floor. The red-haired woman did not applaud, but her eyes were shining. The two looked at each other for a full five seconds. No one looked away, a bit like a needle pointing to a wheat ray. But it was more like Xinyue, who met the opponent. Even the unruly arc at the corner of her mouth was somewhat similar.

Yang Qi stood up and said to all the musicians: "Remember, this song must be performed like this." After that, he turned around and walked off the stage, nodded to Yang Shu and went out without looking back.

With great strides and moving forward, yes, after this refreshing song, Yang Qi, whose eyes were shining, finally remembered more things. Music is the expression of the heart, and music cannot deceive people. When the world in music is in its rage, there is the same flame spreading in Yang Qi's heart.

"Memory is indeed unblocked layer by layer. I remember now-" Yang Qi pushed open the door with a snap. The sunlight outside was dazzling, and the light in his eyes was sharper and more pissy than the sun: "Qi Xi, is my first love. Zhu Ming? Hahahahaha! You are looking for, dying, and the road!!"

With endless applause from behind, Yang Qi took out the phone: "Hey, Abo, it's me, I think I should do something serious. Also," he turned around and looked at the rehearsal hall, and the figure of the red-haired woman flashed in front of him: "I see someone today, I think something is wrong with this person, you can send someone to check the truth immediately."

After Yang Qi left, the applause finally stopped in the rehearsal hall for a long time. When listening to this piece of music, every listener couldn't help but tighten his muscles and hold all his breath. So after listening to the song, even the listener was sweating heavily and panting heavily.

On the second floor, the red-haired soprano looked at her subordinates, and the man immediately handed over a tablet computer. There were two photos on the computer screen, one of which was what Yang Qi looked like when he just played the piano, and the other was the scene of Donald's deserted island base. On the highest apron, a warrior fell down his finger and the green tyrant was smashed to pieces. This is the scene.

When the red-haired woman saw this photo, her breathing paused for a moment.

"Miss, although these two people look very similar, after analyzing the positioning of the bones, the possibility of these two people being the same person is only 25%. "The subordinate approached and explained in a low voice: "The man today's skeleton structure is different from that of the man that day. The man today is more coordinated and more perfect."

"Isn't it a person?" The red-haired woman snorted without comment, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Don't draw conclusions so early. We are pioneers in studying the phenomenon of 'abnormality' and must observe from the perspective of 'abnormality'. Okay, be doubtful for the time being and pay attention to it at any time. If so, then he is the best 'abnormal' material. But no matter what," she threw the tablet back and looked at the orchestra below and ordered: "This person must appear in my performance."

"Uh?" The subordinate was stunned for a moment, and then said carefully: "Miss, your identity is just a disguise. Are you really going to perform?"

"Huh?" The woman seemed unable to tolerate her subordinate's doubts, and turned her eyes to look at him. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her red pupils were like the flames of hell, which scared her subordinate to tremble all over, and she wished she could slap herself. That's right, I'm such an idiot. I just need to execute what this female tyrant said, why do you have to talk so much? Do you want to be shot by her?

"Tell the leader of the band that if this person doesn't come, I won't act." Swish, the woman turned around decisively. The cloak fluttered behind her back, and she left step by step in a clanging pace.

My Parfis-Zad's road, no explanation is needed.

On the second day, at the entrance of Shangri-La Hotel, a white extended Rolls-Royce parked at the door. The car attracted the attention of all the guests because it was too luxurious. Some people couldn't help but take out their phones and go up to take a selfie for themselves.

But at this time, several men in black came to drive them away from a safe distance, leaving them with all their might to watch and drool.

Soon, several people came out of the hotel. Before a team of senior managers who followed each other, Yang Qi took the lead in serving Abo in front of the saddle and horse. Today, he was wearing a luxurious and decent business suit and his long hair was distant from his head. Although he was wearing a pair of business flat-light mirrors on his face, the flat-light mirror could not hide the slightly aggressiveness in his eyes.

Today's Yang Qi is very different from usual. Even every step he takes has a kind of indifferent but unignorable aura. It's like going to a duel.

"Your Highness, please!" Apo pulled open the car door and Yang Qi took it in without hesitation. One person after another walked into one car after another, and the sound of the door slamming was full of saliva from passers-by, because one was counted and one was all sky-high luxury cars. Such a convoy was very rare even in Shanghai. And in the guards of one business car after another, the white extended Rolls-Royce started.

Yang Qi sat in the car, looking through the information casually in his hand.

"The project cannot be agreed upon, is it because of this person?" Yang Qi picked out a photo and looked at it slowly, with a meaningful smile on his lips: "It's him who blocked our way?"

"Yes, it's this person. The bidding director of Zen Group is also considered to be in power at the headquarters of Zen Group." Abo knew the information as he knew: "He is not old, only thirty years old, but he has skyrocketed at an incredible speed in the past six months. He has changed from an ordinary branch white-collar worker to a director of the headquarters' real power department like a rocket. The road to promotion is legendary."

"Hmph, I'm successful at a young age." Yang Qi flipped it around casually, his voice was cold: "He is a bidding minister, and after all, he also needs to bid. What qualifications does he have to block our way?"

"I'm also confused about this. It was already good, but suddenly the wind direction was wrong. According to the normal bidding process, he could not refuse too much, but they changed to a new boss, so he used this as an excuse to suppress it." Abo took out another information: "This new boss was said to have suffered some accidental injuries some time ago, and has just completed recuperation and returned to the company. So..."

"So, he went from being a manager to being a minion. But I went from being a minion to being a manager. OK, that's great." Yang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked out the window, with the volume between talking to himself and talking normally, which seemed meaningful: "Business newcomer? Young talent? Abo, you have to thank him."

"Eh?" Abo wondered: "Why?"

"Because I wasn't concerned about this, but now..." Yang Qi threw the photo: "The world is so small, because of him, I'm motivated! Come on, meet you very well today, Zhu, Master!"

Didn't do it, in that photo, it was Zhu Ming in a suit and tie!

The world is so small. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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