The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

That man?

Probably not. He seems to be of an unusual status and would not use such clumsy means.

Ye Qingyan couldn't remember the person behind the scenes for a while, and he didn't know which toilet his sister went to.

We can only go back and wait for someone to discuss the next thing.

She also planned to leave here. After staying for so long, she had almost had enough fun.

Ye Qingyan walked back, passing by a room, and heard a sad sound, and couldn't help but stop.

This piece seems to be "Falling", which is also Ye Qingyan's favorite piano piece.

It makes people feel as if they are in darkness, unable to see any light, but struggling hard, longing to be redeemed, until they are submerged in the deep sea, leaving behind an unclear figure.

It was after listening to this piece that she began to slowly learn piano music.

She has learned it many times, but this piece of music cannot bring out the soul.

Who is inside? To be able to play the soul of this piece of music, could it be...

Ye Qingyan paused slightly. If it was really the composer of that song, would she have the opportunity to ask for advice?

She stretched out a hand to open the door, but suddenly retracted it. She was most afraid of being interrupted when playing the piano.

What happened to her just now? Some can't control themselves.

Qu Luo, Ye Qingyan's hand didn't dare to push the door open, out of fear and inferiority complex.

She has nothing, so how can she deserve that person's guidance? If she waits a little longer, when her music is known to more people, she will definitely have a chance.

Ye Qingyan smiled bitterly, turned around and planned to leave.

But there was a sound of the door opening, and Ye Qingyan stopped, her expression slightly stiff.

"Excuse me, who are you?" A steady voice sounded in the corridor.

Ye Qingyan took a deep breath, turned around and nodded slightly, "Sorry to bother you."

"Can you play the piano?"

Ye Qingyan didn't understand why the person in front of her asked this, so she nodded.

"Come in." Mr. Yu glanced at Ye Qingyan after saying this and motioned for her to follow.

The room was very empty, with only a black piano standing there.

"Go and play a song that you are good at."

Ye Qingyan didn't understand why the person in front of him gave such an order, so he could only walk to the piano and sit down.

The best at it?

At this time, a piece of music appeared in Ye Qingyan's mind, which was the one he played in the coffee shop before.

Her fingers landed on the keys, and flowing water flowed down from her fingertips. Ye Qingyan's clean side face was covered with a layer of gentle light under the illumination of the light.

There was a look of satisfaction in Mr. Yu's eyes, it seemed that this trip was not in vain.

When Jiang Yanjing invited him to come to Yancheng, he didn't see him. Instead, the boy from the Song family came to entertain him.

He guessed that something was unusual, but because he had helped him, he did not leave immediately.

I also wanted to see who that boy from the Jiang family wanted to be a matchmaker for, and after waiting for so many days, I finally saw him.

Today, Song Qingshi sent someone to invite him here, but he left temporarily because of something. He looked at the piano and guessed his purpose.

Just sit here and wait to see how capable the person Jiang Yanjing likes is.

Now that he finally saw him in person, he was still very satisfied.

This piece of music is very strange. The afterlude has two sounds, a mixture of sadness and joy, as if it is constantly struggling in the abyss. One moment it is hope, and the other moment it is despair.

As the last note fell, applause broke out.

"Very good. Did you write this?"

Ye Qingyan looked at the keys on the piano and nodded slightly, "Yes."

"How did you think of such an ending? It's very novel. It's the first time I've encountered it."

"When I originally composed this piece, I didn't think of a suitable ending. I completed it by accident."

Mr. Yu nodded, "Indeed, this piece of music is special. There is no ending that can match it. The ending you gave is very good."

Ye Qingyan's lips curled up slightly, "I like this ending too."

"What's your name?"

Ye Qingyan stood up, standing straight.

"Hello, senior, I am Ye Qingyan. I like your song "Falling" very much. I was inspired to learn piano by this piece of music."

Mr. Yu laughed, "It seems you have recognized me."

"The main thing is that your piece of music, only I can play the soul, and I only imitated it to a third extent."

"Might as well show it off."

"Then I've made a fool of myself, please give me some advice from my seniors."

Ye Qingyan sat down and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were more serious.

There is a sadness lingering in the air, making people unconsciously fall into painful memories, but there is another voice telling oneself not to give up, seeming to be struggling.

Mr. Yu nodded. He is a good young man. No wonder Jiang Yanjing did not hesitate to use favors.

I just don’t know who this girl is Jiang Yanjing?

After Ye Qingyan finished playing, she sat there, a little dazed. This piece of music had such a strong sense of immersion that it reminded her of bad things in her childhood, and she almost couldn't relax.

"This song is called Fall, but it is actually about struggle, but I find that many people now understand it as fall, thinking that the final result should be falling into the deep sea, but they fail to see that deep down in their hearts they are unwilling to give up."

"The reason why you can only play three-point rhythm is because you are like them. Music reminds you of bad things and locks yourself in a space."

"But you are a little different. There is still hope deep in your heart, and it is that hope that supports you until the end."

Ye Qingyan's eyes trembled slightly and became moist.

"Yes."

Her hope is her sister. Without her sister, maybe she would have left this world long ago.

"Your piano talent is very good, and your understanding is very thorough. The only drawback is that you are easily affected by music."

“Isn’t it only by integrating into the music that the performance can bring out the soul?”

"No, music is created by people and should be controlled by people, rather than being led by music. Only by controlling it can it not affect us."

Ye Qingyan frowned. She didn't quite understand that music had a soul. How could people master it?

When it is created, it already has its own soul, especially when she plays it, she will unconsciously blend into it.

Only in this way did she feel that music had a soul.

Mr. Yu's views completely overturned her previous views, and she was a little confused.

"People will influence music, and vice versa. If we are easily influenced by music, then it will lead to uncontrollable directions and reach an uncontrollable stage, so you need to control it."

Control it?

Maybe she could give it a try.

Putting my fingers on the piano and playing "Falling" again, it seemed that it was no longer a bottomless abyss, but like a ray of light breaking out of the encirclement and lighting up the entire darkness.

Mr. Yu's smile is even bigger. He is a talented person.

Under his guidance, I mastered the essence.

After Ye Qingyan finished playing, she smiled happily. She finally understood the meaning of Mr. Yu's words.