In the neighborhood.
The melodious sound of a piano reverberated.
The piano was one of the very few musical instruments that did not require power or external speakers to perform in large enclosed venues or concert halls. Of course, this referred to large-scale performance pianos. In this aspect, a cello or violin would not be able to achieve the range of mechanical amplification. Although Zhang Ye had bought a vertical piano, the amplification effect was still quite good. But in an open outdoor space, the piano sound would spread out a little.
The neighbors around Old Wu's villa could vaguely hear a man's voice singing. And in the entire neighborhood, although the singing could no longer be heard, the soft sound of the piano could still be heard.
The security guards at the entrance turned around in shock!
The residents of the neighborhood stopped in their tracks!
A lot of them were attracted by the piano sound and were mesmerized by it!
The song ended.
The piano sound also gradually dissipated.
Everyone looked around for it.
"Where is it?"
"Who played it?"
"Was it from the stereo system?"
"No, it must have been played live!"
"Who could be so talented?"
"There's still such a master in our neighborhood?"
...
At Old Wu's house.
In the study upstairs.
After playing the last note, Zhang Ye retracted his hands and closed the piano lid. He smiled at Wu Zeqing.
Wu Zeqing was also looking at him. "What's the name of this song?"
Zhang Ye said, "'Never Left.'"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "For me?"
"Yes, what do you think of it?" Zhang Ye did not know if Old Wu liked this song.
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "I like it very much. When did you learn to play the piano? When did you learn to sing so well? Eh? "
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "Hai, don't worry about such trivial matters."
"You bought a new piano?"
"Yes, I bought it this morning and drove it over. It was quite heavy and nearly crushed my car. Luckily, I have a bulletproof car and the frame is specially made."
"You didn't get anyone to deliver it to you?"
"I was afraid that people would find out about your house."
"Then did you carry the piano into the house and up the stairs by yourself?"
"Yes, this bit of weight is nothing to me."
Zhang Ye began to brag.
Wu Zeqing pointed at the upright piano. "You carried a 300-400 kg piano up here all by yourself?"
"Of course." Zhang Ye boasted shamelessly, "Don't even mention one, even if there were two stacked together, I would still be able to carry it up." This was purely bragging.
Actually, Zhang Ye had already exerted all of his strength to play this 300-400 kg piano, and this was even under the condition that he was proficient in kung fu. He had also taken advantage of the fact that he had already maxed out the beginner category Fruits of Strength and Fruits of Stamina. Old Wu did not see how this fellow was sweating profusely just now. Two pianos? Seven or eight hundred Jin? Even if this guy used his internal force, he wouldn't be able to move it up. Moreover, internal force wasn't used like this. It was a kind of instantaneous force. It couldn't be moved, it could only be used to dismantle.
Wu Zeqing smiled.
Zhang Ye also felt that he had boasted a little too much, so he quickly changed the topic. "Old Wu, take a seat first. You're not angry at me for this, right?"
Wu Zeqing noticed that his collar was a little crooked, probably from moving the piano. It was still a little dirty, so she reached out to straighten it out for him and patted the dust off it. "Why are you angry?"
Zhang Ye stood there and let her do what she wanted. "It's not that I didn't want to tell you about King of Masked Singers. I just wanted to tell you about it, but I was too embarrassed to do so that day. The main reason was that I had never sung before, and it was my first time singing onstage in such a large-scale competition. If I were to lose in the first two rounds, that would be so embarrassing, so I might as well not tell you. That's why I wanted to wait until I won the championship before telling you. Now that I've won the championship, I immediately came here to ask for forgiveness. I practiced that song for a very long time."
Wu Zeqing said gently, "I can't be happier for you, so why are you angry? You've really taken the limelight this time. Not bad, you didn't embarrass me. "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Of course."
"Take off your shirt. I'll wash it for you in a while. It's dirty," Wu Zeqing said.
"Sure." He did not stand on ceremony.
"Are you hungry?"
"Not yet."
"Want to eat later?"
"Sure."
"Then I need you to do something for me first."
"Eh? What is it? "
Wu Zeqing did not say anything. She rummaged through some things in the study and took out a brush, ink, and paper. Without a word, she started grinding them. Only then did she say, "Write down the lyrics for that song for me. I've only heard it once, but I can't remember it. When you're done, I'll hang it up and have a good look at it again."
Zhang Ye immediately said, "That won't be a problem."
"The ink is ready."
"What words do you want?"
"How many do you know?"
"Regular script, semi-cursive script, clerical script, and cursive script. I know all of them."
He thought to himself that this bro even knew the "Microsoft Elegant Black" font, but Old Wu would definitely not understand it.
Old Wu smiled and said, "How about semi-cursive? I like your semi-cursive."
"Alright!" Zhang Ye immediately started writing.
A set of lyrics was written down smoothly!
Wu Zeqing held the Xuan paper in her hand and waited for it to dry. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.
While she was reading the words, Zhang Ye was looking at her. It was summer, so Old Wu was wearing a rather cool outfit. The thin, classic qipao looked especially elegant, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Suddenly, Old Wu raised her head and said, "Oh yes, let me tell you something. Your ban will be officially lifted from today onwards. The SARFT will not issue any announcements or documents, nor will they make any announcements to the public. But your news and programs will no longer be restricted from today onwards. Originally, we were going to lift the ban on you during this period of time, but the King of Masked Singers incident was an opportunity. Since you've caused such a huge commotion, we couldn't ban you any longer, so we might as well go with the flow. Although some of the internal staff are still unhappy about it, I've suppressed them. It's not a big deal. Well, there's also a possibility that the ban on the smog will be loosened. I feel that there's still hope for it to be released after some edits. I'll follow up on that. "
The ban has been lifted?
This bro is free?
This was undoubtedly the most exciting piece of news that Zhang Ye had heard in recent days!
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Thanks, Old Wu."
Wu Zeqing said, "You were the one who fought for it, so it has nothing to do with me. You've become the grand champion of King of Masked Singers and revealed your identity on a live broadcast, so how could you be banned? Besides, your songs are all very good, which is also the most important thing. There are a few songs that are very positive, like 'Fight Hard to Win,' 'Life's More Than the Grind,' and 'I Really Love You.' They were very helpful in turning around your image, so there's no need to thank me. This was an opportunity that you snatched. If not for this incident, you would have had to wait until next month or even the month after next if you wanted to get your ban lifted. "
Zhang Ye blinked and said, "That 'The Internationale' of mine is also very positive."
He liked that song very much!
That day, he had sung it to vent his frustrations!
That day, the feeling of having the entire audience stand up and sing was too satisfying!
Wu Zeqing looked at him. "Don't mention that song anymore. Do you know how much trouble it caused?"
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "Alright, I got it. I'll sing it less in the future."
Wu Zeqing asked, "How are the preparations for the concert going?"
Zhang Ye said, "Hai, I haven't thought of a song yet."
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Take your time to think about it. There's no rush. The songs you sing will surely be good."
Zhang Ye especially liked hearing this and felt a warmth in his heart. He had really never met a woman like Old Wu before. It felt like no matter what he did, Old Wu would think it was good and support him. Moreover, there were many things that he did not want to say or secrets that he wanted to hide, but Old Wu never asked. She gave Zhang Ye a lot of space and respect. She accompanied him, supported him, and encouraged him along the way.
Wu Zeqing suddenly asked, "Do you still have tickets for the concert?"
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "Of course I do. Why?"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "I want to go and listen to you sing live."
"Are you really going?"
"Yes, I'll be going as a private person."
"Although the broadcast is on Saturday, the recording is on Friday afternoon. Aren't you going to work?"
"I'm taking time off. My fiancé is holding a concert, so I have to go even if the sky falls down."
Look at what she's saying!
Zhang Ye loved hearing this!
"Alright! I'll help you find a ticket. It'll definitely be in the front row! "
"There's no need. You can sit anywhere."
"That won't do. You won't be able to see me if I sit too far away."
Thinking about how Wu Zeqing would also be sitting in the audience to listen to him sing, Zhang Ye suddenly felt a little expectant and even more nervous. He suddenly thought of a song. He knew what he was going to sing.
It was a very nice song.
It was a song about ideals.
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