In the eyes of the public, ancient instruments represented the so-called high-end art. They were probably some kind of high-end things that they couldn't understand or use normally. Only professionals would use them.
Actually, among the many ancient electric guitarists, these three speed-strumming maestros weren't the most accomplished, but they were the most famous.
Why?
Because the public loved to see these maestros show off their skills!
This time, the world's three speed-strumming maestros had appeared. Fang Zhao was especially eye-catching.
"Who is that kid? A new talent in the music circles? "
"No idea. Don't tell me these maestros are using music to communicate? "
"Could it be … this is the legendary 'God's Domain'? No wonder we mortals can't understand it. "
"Who can decipher this audio?"
"Is' God 'the domain of lunatics?" someone asked jokingly.
"The so-called 'God's Domain' is what top-notch gurus use in various circles. For example, the world's three speed-strumming maestros are using audio to communicate. Probably only people at their level understand it."
"That Fang Zhao is here too. Don't tell me Fang Zhao is at the same level as the other three?"
"This … doesn't count. The way I see it, Fang Zhao has only touched the 'God's Domain'."
People outside of Yanzhou followed Jiminy and Li Kasi's new statuses and found Fang Zhao's personal social media page.
Jiminy and Li Kasi's fans weren't academic fans and were close to the current trends. Therefore, when Xue Jing had brought Fang Zhao on a global lecture tour, very few people knew about it because they hadn't paid attention. But now, because of the three speed-strumming maestros, Fang Zhao's new face was very conspicuous.
Regardless of what people from other continents thought, on Yanzhou's side, the dumbfounded reporters from the major news agencies were racking their brains on how to write the news. They were reporters. When it came to music, they would just listen. If it suited their ears, they would download it. If it didn't, they would toss it to the back of their minds. Everything depended on their own preferences. They simply wouldn't analyze a song or a phrase to find out the deeper meaning behind it. But now, they felt that they were facing a major professional dilemma.
If they couldn't understand it, how were they going to write it?
Reporters from smaller news agencies didn't have that many worries. They didn't care if they could understand it correctly. What they cared about was how they could write something that would attract more people's attention and spark a heated discussion.
All of a sudden, all the news agencies began to rack their brains to come up with news content.
Big news agencies were still rather serious. The news they released to the public was a little more conservative. They used the matter of the three great masters to praise Fang Zhao and speculated whether Fang Zhao and Natiwuzi were really related by blood.
Small newspapers were different. They spoke as if they had seen it with their own eyes. Even when they were making things up, they did not seem weak. Some said that Fang Zhao and Natiwuzi were father and son, while others said that they were grandfather and grandson. There were even people who guessed that Fang Zhao was Natiwuzi's disciple. Of course, there were also people who secretly speculated that the two of them were involved in some shady business.
Either way, Fang Zhao had caused trouble in Natiwuzi's territory and had come out unscathed. Natiwuzi had even gifted Fang Zhao his expensive guitar. They wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death!
But very quickly, Space issued an official statement, saying that a customer had caused trouble in the shop in the wee hours of the morning, seriously disrupting the normal business order of the shop, and had already called the police. As for Fang Zhao, he was just a good Samaritan who helped maintain order. He was also a junior that Boss Natiwuzi thought highly of.
"Does that mean that those few who were beaten up actually deserved it?"
"They have already called the police. Looks like it's true."
"Whether it's true or not, it's hard to say."
"I don't care who is right or wrong. I just want to know if Fang Zhao is Natiwuzi's long-lost grandson."
After Space issued its statement, some of the smaller news agencies changed their attitude quickly. Just a moment ago, they had been scolding Fang Zhao for having a violent temperament. Now, they were praising Fang Zhao for being a good Samaritan.
Some people ridiculed them for being slapped in the face, but these small news agencies didn't care. When it was time to snatch up news, they would continue to make up stories.
What? Face slapping after the fact?
So be it. I don't care if you are cheering or cursing. As long as there is traffic and popularity, if you slap the left side of my face, I will offer the right side for you to slap!
Traffic and popularity were the foundation of these small news agencies' survival. As for whether their values were correct or whether the truth was true, did it matter?
This was the attitude of many small news agencies. It was also why Silver Wing's people were especially annoyed by them. Lawsuit? These people were all experienced veterans. They didn't charge and break through the enemy lines in every public opinion battle, big or small. They didn't act as cannon fodder and just followed behind those big companies to pick up the benefits. They might not be able to avoid lawsuits every time, but most of the time, they would be fine.
Wayne had also found people from the public relations department to help out in this matter. They borrowed the heat to boost Fang Zhao's popularity and also to make their own presence known. In this society where looks were important, people like them who weren't that outstanding had to show their faces more often to be remembered.
As for Fang Zhao, who was at the center of this matter, he had a good night's sleep after returning home. When he woke up, the first thing he did was check on the progress of the various projects under his management. He also left a message for Wang Tie before going into seclusion.
He had found quite a bit of inspiration in Space. Although it wasn't enough and he couldn't complete a piece of work in one go, he could first compose these fragments of inspiration and further modify them later on.
In the afternoon, Fang Zhao received a text from Natiwuzi. Natiwuzi wanted to talk to Fang Zhao about the progress of the investigation and at the same time play the guitar.
"Remember to bring your guitar." This was what Natiwuzi had emphasized twice.
This time, Zuo Yu didn't log into the game. He was Fang Zhao's bodyguard, so he naturally had to follow Fang Zhao's lead.
On the way to Space, Zuo Yu couldn't help but ask, "Boss, did you really come into contact with that 'God's Domain'?"
"'God's Domain'? What's that? "Fang Zhao was even more puzzled than Zuo Yu.
"You don't know? It's the height that only top-notch gods in certain circles can reach. They can see or hear things that others can't understand. Didn't you post Natiwuzi's status? The other two speed-strumming masters also posted it after you. The two of them put up an audio recording of an electric guitar. Everyone says that you guys are using the 'God's Domain' to communicate. That's why the internet is saying that you have come into contact with the 'God's Domain'. "
There was no one else in the car, so Zuo Yu wanted to clarify. "Boss, can you really use audio recordings to communicate?"
Fang Zhao shook his head. "That is actually a kind of communication between consciousness and thoughts. It is still possible to understand the other party's general mood through music, but it isn't as detailed as a written communication. This is actually a kind of perceptual ability in music, and it has nothing to do with gods. Some people develop this ability, while others are born with it. They might not have any music-related knowledge or stepped into any circles, but when they hear a piece of music, they can accurately sense the mood of the performer. That's why the term 'God's Domain' isn't appropriate. "
"Ha, it really isn't that incredible? There's even a rumor online that there's a music academy that has already announced the questions for a certain open-book exam. It's for students to analyze the full audio recording of the four of you using the 'God's Domain' to communicate. I think the students taking the exam are about to cry. "
"There's such a thing?" After some thought, Fang Zhao chuckled. "The teachers who came up with the questions actually know what's going on. They're just using it to tease the students."
"The students are so pitiful." Zuo Yu felt a little sympathy for the candidates.
For teachers, it didn't matter what questions they came up with. Since it was an open-book exam, they could make use of current events and the public's heated discussion to give the students an exam that would leave a deep impression.
Zuo Yu drove into the Space store through the same underground passageway. There was already someone waiting in the underground parking lot. It was the security chief.
"Hello, Mr. Fang. The boss is upstairs. I'll bring you over." The security chief was rather attentive. "My name is Qu Wei. Qu as in music, Wei as in greatness. You can call me Little Wei. I'm the security chief of the store. This is my number. If you encounter any problems here, you can contact me directly. I'll personally help you resolve them! "
Zuo Yu raised an eyebrow. It hasn't even been a day, and this person's attitude has risen again! And "Little Wei"? He's clearly 20 years older than Fang Zhao, yet he can still put down his pride. What a character!
Qu Wei brought Fang Zhao to the top floor and entered a slightly larger room. This was the room Natiwuzi used to receive friends.
After Fang Zhao entered, Qu Wei didn't leave. He waited outside. Zuo Yu didn't enter either. There was a tea table not far away. He sat down and sized up the surroundings.
Qu Wei walked over. His attitude wasn't as attentive as when he was with Fang Zhao, but it was still warm. "Hey, brother, I have a question." He poured a cup of tea and pushed it over to Zuo Yu before pouring a cup for himself.
"Did your boss train in the past? Was he in the military or did he sign up for a training course? There's basically no second hit. Of those six, only one used two hits. The other five were knocked out in one move, "Qu Wei asked curiously.
This internal investigation had uncovered quite a number of things. Someone had been paid to create a loophole for people with ulterior motives. They probably hadn't expected that such a matter would provoke the big boss to step in.
In order to investigate those six people, Qu Wei had watched the surveillance footage of the performance hall no less than 10 times, especially the part where Fang Zhao beat up the others. He had watched it at least 30 times.
"Actually, when I was watching the surveillance footage, there was something I didn't understand." Qu Wei showed the footage to Zuo Yu.
Zuo Yu was Fang Zhao's trusted bodyguard, and for the sake of investigating Fang Zhao, Qu Wei had shown the footage to Fang Zhao's lackeys. This had been approved by the higher-ups.
"Here, oh, and here, and here. He seemed to pause momentarily at these few spots, and … how do I put it, I keep feeling that even though he was very nimble during the fight, he wasn't at his best. This started to happen with the third person. I just wanted to ask, did your boss discover anything at that time? "
Qu Wei had wanted to ask Fang Zhao directly, but his boss was having a zither duel with someone. This matter wasn't that urgent, so he could ask after the other side was done. But now that he had met Fang Zhao's bodyguard, he just casually asked.
Zuo Yu watched curiously. Because Space's people had intervened, not a single clear video of Fang Zhao beating up the others in the performance hall had been uploaded online. What was circulating online were blurry and shaky videos. It wasn't just for Fang Zhao, but also for Space's image.
Thus, this was the first time Zuo Yu had seen the clear, omnidirectional surveillance footage of Fang Zhao beating someone up. He had also discovered the suspicious points Qu Wei had mentioned. When Fang Zhao was beating someone up, there had indeed been a brief pause, and that sort of absent-mindedness could only be seen by a truly experienced and attentive person. Qu Wei had become the security chief not because he didn't have the ability.
"You realized it too, right? I'm just curious. Did Mr. Fang notice any suspicious people or incidents? "Qu Wei asked doubtfully.
Zuo Yu paused, took a deep breath, and exhaled. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Based on my experience and my understanding of him …"
"Mmhm, what do you think?" Qu Wei leaned forward, not letting go of a single word Zuo Yu said.
"The truth might not be what you think," Zuo Yu said.
"I'd like to hear the details."
"He might have been distracted."
"?" Qu Wei looked like he had heard a joke, but looking at Zuo Yu's expression, it didn't seem like he was messing with him.
Distracted?
Distracted fighting? And he actually won?!
Qu Wei's eyes were filled with incredulity. If this was true, he wouldn't be able to express his shock without kneeling down.
Seeing Qu Wei's eyes widen as if he had seen a monster, Zuo Yu patted his shoulder and said with the tone of an experienced person, "No need to make a fuss. Boss might be trying to comprehend something from the Realm of Gods."
Seeing Qu Wei's blank expression, Zuo Yu explained, "In layman's terms, he found the inspiration to compose while fighting."
Qu Wei: "…" Still thinking about composing while fighting?!
"My boss is actually a very talented artist. Mmhm, you should understand." Zuo Yu smiled meaningfully.
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