When the waiter pushed a cart of drinks and refreshments over, he noticed that the curtains of the private room he had just been in had been drawn down.
Previously, when he had come over, there had been only one person in the room. He had said he was there to listen to music, but now the curtains had been drawn down and the room was in "closed mode." The ceiling of the private room had been sealed, so no one outside could hear what was going on inside. The person inside would not be disturbed by what was going on outside.
What was a person doing in a closed mode in a private room? Just listening to music? How was one supposed to listen with the curtains and ceiling sealed?
The waiter looked to the side. There was no "Do Not Disturb" sign, and the curtains were not tightly sealed, which meant that nothing private was going on inside. The purpose was just to block out the noise outside.
Calming himself down, the waiter reached out and used a bit of force to lift the curtains. Just as he lifted the curtains a little, a series of rapid and clear musical phrases reached his ears, causing the waiter to stop in his tracks. A look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.
As a waiter at Space, one would not be able to stand firm without a bit of hearing. As the boss had once been a famous electric guitar player, everyone here, from the manager to the waiter, had to have a basic understanding of electric guitars. And the more they knew, the more they would be favored by the higher-ups and the higher they would climb. Therefore, learning about electric guitars and distinguishing performance techniques by listening were essential skills for the waiter at Space. They did not need to know how to play, but they had to know how to listen.
Their high salary did not only require them to serve tea, deliver water, lead the way, and provide good service. There were at least hundreds of thousands of unemployed people in Qi 'an City who could do these things. Why were they the ones who got the job in the end?
Hearing! Distinguishing! Comprehension!
Therefore, even without seeing the situation in the private room, he could make a preliminary judgment just by listening to the sounds.
Someone was playing, and the instrument was an electric guitar. Judging from the clarity and accuracy of the notes, the player's left and right hands were rather strong.
An expert!
Lifting the curtains, the waiter got a clear look at the situation inside.
Fang Zhao was currently demonstrating his strumming techniques to Thomas and Cheng Lan. The sounds he had heard just now had been produced by his left and right hands striking the strings.
Seeing the waiter enter, Fang Zhao stopped what he was doing and looked over suspiciously.
The waiter said apologetically, "My apologies for disturbing you. This is compensation for the security team's earlier interruption."
After laying out all the items on the cart, the waiter didn't stay to disturb them and quickly left.
Fang Zhao checked the time. It was already past 10. During this time, Cheng Lan and Thomas had received quite a few calls, but they had rejected all of them. The calls were from friends who had already arrived at the private room they had reserved. However, Thomas and Cheng Lan said they had urgent matters and would head over later.
"It's getting late. I've covered a lot of things. Although it's not comprehensive, I've covered some of the basics. That's all for today," Fang Zhao said.
"Ah? Not going to continue? It was already ten o 'clock! Time passes too quickly. "Thomas still wanted to continue.
"Senior, you must be tired. You should rest first. You definitely don't want any other gifts, but we will find a time when you are free to treat you to a meal," Cheng Lan said. What Fang Zhao had taught them all started from the basics and slowly delved deeper. In any case, they would have no problem dealing with the exams.
Actually, Thomas and Cheng Lan felt that if they were given a final exam question on the ancient electric guitar, they would be able to score at least 80 out of 100. In any case, they would definitely not fail the course. To prevent themselves from forgetting, the two decided to watch it a few more times when they got back to deepen their memory.
"Oh right, Senior, can we show the video we took just now to the rest of the class? Just the people in our class, "Cheng Lan asked.
"Sure."
"Senior, you can upload this video to the school's internal teaching staff's personal page and set up permissions to view it. For example, how much you have to pay to view it. Many teachers in the school do this," Thomas suggested.
"No need," Fang Zhao said.
Glancing at the coffee table in front of the sofa that was full of drinks and snacks, Fang Zhao told the two, "Leave a pot of tea, this bottle of wine, and this plate of snacks. You can bring the rest over."
"This …"
Thomas and Cheng Lan felt that after letting Fang Zhao talk so much, not only had they not helped him pay the bill, but they had also eaten and taken everything. How embarrassing. Furthermore, the two of them would come here once or twice a month. Although they were not very familiar with the place, they knew that the drinks and snacks on the coffee table were the more expensive ones. They rarely ordered them.
However, seeing Fang Zhao insist, they did not refuse.
"Then … Thank you, Senior!"
The two of them hung the electric guitars back on the wall. After everything was restored to its original state, they earnestly thanked Fang Zhao before leaving with the items.
The private room's sealed mode was removed. The ceiling was opened, and the curtains were lifted. The tempo of the music outside was much faster than when Fang Zhao had first entered. It was also much more explosive. It easily lifted the atmosphere. Perhaps it had already set off a few waves. The various elements in the air were also stirred up by the music.
Fang Zhao drank some tea to moisten his throat. After some thought, he opened the bottle of wine on the coffee table. In this kind of atmosphere, wine was still better suited. After that, he opened his laptop and continued observing the situation in the performance hall.
On the other side, after Cheng Lan processed the video she had just taken, she sent it to the class chat group.
At this time, there were still people discussing the approaching final exams. Naturally, the topic of most complaints was about ancient musical instruments.
"We are studying composition. Why do we have to learn about ancient musical instruments when we can do it with software? Leave that for archaeologists! "
"Aren't electric guitars and classical guitars both guitars? Why are the points of knowledge completely different? There's still one more month before exams. How am I supposed to memorize so much knowledge?! I don't have enough brain cells. "
"To memorize all that information, my hairline is receding."
Just as these people were grumbling, they suddenly received a notification — "Your classmate Cheng Lan has shared the video 'Ancient Electric Guitar Exam Divine Weapon, Do Not Share It' in the class chat."
Every day, there would be people sharing some information in the group. Some were useful, some were useless. But regardless of whether it was useful or not, only after watching it would they know that in order to prepare for the exams, they would not let go of any shared video!
Many people online also watched it with the mindset of giving it a try. After all, before this, they had actually watched quite a number of reference videos. The results were minimal, and the more they watched, the more puzzled they became.
"Eh? Isn't that Senior Fang Zhao? He had a class today. I even went to listen. "
"Where is this background? Thomas? Where did you and Cheng Lan meet Senior Fang Zhao? "
"I saw the ancient electric guitar on the wall and I knew where it was. You guys actually went to the disco! Why didn't you call me?! "
"I couldn't tell that Senior Fang Zhao knows ancient electric guitar?"
"I couldn't tell that Senior Fang Zhao would actually go to that kind of place."
…
Half an hour later.
…
"It looks pretty good, but is what he said true? Why do I feel that there are quite a few parts that are different from the reference videos I watched? "
"Didn't you hear what Senior Fang said? 'Listen to me!' "
"It looks pretty scary, but if it's a wrong part of the knowledge, it will be bad luck for the exams after memorizing it."
…
An hour later.
"I pulled my uncle over to watch it together. He said that up until now, what Senior Fang Zhao said was correct. Incidentally, my uncle was the former president of the Yanzhou Ancient Electric Guitar Association. "
"Forget it. Cheng Lan, Thomas, send me a copy of the video in private!"
"Me too!"
"Thomas, are we brothers? If we are brothers, don't ignore private messages! "
Only people in their class could view the information shared in the group, but they could not download it. Therefore, they had to find the original video from the person who shared it.
…
Two hours later.
"F * ck, I just saw someone in the class next door sharing this video! There's a traitor in our group! "
"Who the f * ck leaked the information?"
"What's important is who leaked the video from? Didn't we agree that first love, current love, and crush love are not to be shared with anyone?! "
"Let me tell everyone some bad news. Someone in the school next door is sharing this video."
"F * ck! There's definitely more than one traitor! "
"Stupid retard! If there are too many, the teacher who sets the questions might change the questions at the last minute! Isn't this a trap for our own people? "
Cheng Lan was enjoying her birthday party when she suddenly received calls from more than 10 people in her class. It was the same for Thomas, and it seemed rather urgent. After the call went through, she found out that the video had actually spread to all the music academies in Yanzhou within two hours. It was said that people from other continents had also obtained it through certain channels.
If it was any other entertainment video, the more it spread, the better, but this kind of video involved teaching and instruction on ancient instruments. According to Thomas's opinion, this kind of video should be sold online at a high price. There would definitely be many people who would buy it. However, after sharing the video in the class group chat, the two of them were in the limelight among their classmates. They felt a little smug from all the compliments. But now that they heard the news, their slightly muddled minds that were a little drunk earlier were shocked awake.
What if Fang Zhao got angry because of this? What if Fang Zhao changed his mind and decided to sell the video online? Now that the video had already spread, even if it was sold online, no one would buy it. The number of people who had the video was already increasing, and it was probably still increasing.
Thinking about this, the two of them couldn't be bothered with the birthday party and immediately rushed to Fang Zhao's private room. Seeing that Fang Zhao was still there, they guiltily explained the situation.
"Senior, that video has already been leaked. Why don't you upload a copy to the school's website? At least it will show that you have the copyright and won't be impersonated."
Fang Zhao was rather flabbergasted. In just two hours, the video had already spread so far?
It wasn't that he regretted not selling the video online. Fang Zhao was just astonished that so many people actually paid attention to the ancient electric guitar. However, he also heeded Thomas's suggestion and uploaded the video to the Qi 'an Academy of Music's website. At the same time, he also uploaded a copy to social media platforms, which were open and free.
"Senior, you … aren't angry?" Cheng Lan asked carefully.
"Why would I be angry? It's a good thing that more people know about it. It will help spread the culture of ancient instruments. The video's wide dissemination means that more people are interested in ancient instruments than we thought. "
Seeing that Fang Zhao really wasn't angry over the matter, the two of them relaxed a little. At the same time, they admired Fang Zhao. At their age, there weren't many people in the entire world with Fang Zhao's mentality. Perhaps Fang Zhao was the only one. No wonder Great Master Xue Jing had strongly recommended Fang Zhao and even brought him on a global lecture tour. He was worth it! If it was anyone else, they would have found other ways to make money.
"Senior, aren't you going back now?" Cheng Lan asked.
"Nope. It's bustling right now." Fang Zhao noticed that the atmosphere in the shop was at its peak at this time. Of course, he wouldn't let this opportunity to observe pass.
"Since you don't intend to leave, why don't you join us in and have some fun?" Cheng Lan suggested.
Thomas also nodded in agreement. "Right, right. Entering the venue is the best way to feel the atmosphere. It's definitely different from sitting in a private room!"
Fang Zhao thought about it. That made sense. He had already observed for so long. Actually, he could try entering the venue to experience the atmosphere up close.
Thomas and Cheng Lan informed their friends that they would enter the venue first and cleared a path in front to prevent the dancing people from bumping into Fang Zhao. They also blocked off some people who were clearly not sober.
"Over here, over here. The sound here is especially good. I like to dance in this area," Thomas shouted loudly. It couldn't be helped. With the surrounding atmosphere, if he was a little quieter, he wouldn't be able to hear anything.
Under the blurry lights, the slightly tipsy people had already entered the venue. They were like boiling water, jumping and swaying wildly.
"Don't worry about whether it looks good or not. Just follow the music and your brain. It's just like composing. Follow your first instinct," Thomas explained from the side.
"If you really don't know, I can teach you," Cheng Lan said.
"Don't. Senior, don't listen to her. Us men have to dance more manly. Learn from me. Don't tense your muscles. Look at my shoulders, arms …" Thomas demonstrated a simple movement.
"Just like that. Just take the first step. Remember the feeling of each step. Pay attention to your joints. Follow the rhythm of the music. Move! Up! Come! "
Thomas had just finished speaking when he turned his head and saw a person beside Fang Zhao being sent flying with a punch from Fang Zhao.
Thomas: "…"
Cheng Lan: "…"
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