When omega wears into the real world

Jiang Zhan's expression tensed up, but he almost didn't, and coughed to conceal his sexuality.

Bai Yan said leisurely again: "As for the issue of public opinion, I don't bother Mr. Jiang...I already have an idea."

Jiang Zhan looked at him unexpectedly, wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

He stopped talking, but Bai Yan became interested in him instead: "Boss Jiang, I'm a little curious."

"Curious what?"

"Jiang Qiqi's matter." Bai Yan picked up the chopsticks and winked at Jiang Zhan, "It's not handled like a capitalist."

Most capitalists proceed entirely from the interests of the company.The case of Jiang Qiqi obviously has a better way for the company to deal with it - expose the matter completely, blame it all on the anonymous hostile company number, let Jiang Qiqi bear the confrontation of public opinion, and the company will use methods such as selling miserably to benefit the public Sensitivity.

It is much more beneficial to the company than forcibly defining the sex as an acrobatic show.To this day, there are still voices debating this statement on the Internet.

However, Jiang Zhan chose to suppress the matter first, and didn't even terminate the contract with Jiang Qiqi.

In the eyes of the outside world, Jiang Qiqi is just a girl who was selected to perform acrobatics by jumping from a building, not a desperate person who was under heavy medical and mental pressure and almost collapsed in life.So Jiang Qiqi survived this test and returned to a normal life with almost no obstacles.

Jiang Zhan was silent for a long time.

Maybe it was because the night was too quiet, or maybe Bai Yan looked at him too sincerely, but Jiang Zhan unconsciously confided in his heart: "She reminds me of myself."

Bai Yan was a little surprised: "Myself?"

"My mother...she committed suicide by jumping off the building." Jiang Zhan said in a low voice, "I watched her jump, but I couldn't reach out to hold her in time."

Bai Yan was startled.

Even after talking about these things, Jiang Zhan still straightened his back, looking through the curling smoke in front of him, as if he could see into the distance: "On her 33rd birthday, she jumped off the roof."

He was eight years old that year.

Even though he and his mother's body were separated by more than ten floors of high-rise buildings, Jiang Zhan could still smell the strong, rich, suffocating smell of blood.

Before that, although he had a keen sense of smell, he was accustomed to all kinds of smells; after that, Jiang Zhan became obsessed with cleanliness overnight, and could hardly tolerate all smells.

Bai Yan pursed her lips, not knowing the cause and effect, and only said "sorry".

"Maybe it's happier for her to leave than to stay." Jiang Zhan closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, he happened to meet Bai Yan's gaze, and his heart suddenly moved.

The boy on the opposite side had clear eyes, and his expression was indifferent. He did not show the disgusting sympathy and self-righteous understanding he was used to when he was a child, but only out of concern for himself.

Jiang Zhan's heart suddenly warmed up.

I can't tell what the reason is, maybe it's the smell of fireworks brought by late night supper, maybe it's because Bai Yan's eyes are too alluring, or maybe...he finally found another breath that he can accept and even indulge in.

Before Jiang Zhan could figure out what this feeling was, Bai Yan suddenly said, "Boss Jiang, if you don't offend me, let me write a song for you and your mother."

Jiang Zhan was startled.

"I heard that your mother's family is a family of music." Bai Yan tapped the glass lightly with his finger, listening to the crisp notes made by his fingertips striking the glass wall, and said with a smile, "Music is easier to convey inner emotions than words .”

……

Jiang Zhan's actions were quick, and the next day Bai Yan learned that he had been replaced by a manager named Meng Dan.

Meng Dan is a lady in her 40s, her hair is meticulously combed and tied into a bun behind her head, her makeup is exquisite, and her expression is serious. Facing Bai Yan, she straight to the point: "I don't care what background you have, I only have You have to practice hard to get ahead, understand?"

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows: "Understood."

"You can fulfill the company's requirements for you, and I don't care about the rest. Just don't let the company cover for you if you cause trouble yourself."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows again: "Oh?"

Meng Dan paused, and continued: "The public opinion related to "Sing for You" is the responsibility of the company, so you don't have to worry."

Meng Dan is a veteran manager of Bright Star Media. He joined the company when Bright Star was established. He also witnessed Jiang Du's nepotism in the past few years, which made the company a mess. However, several strong oppositions were ineffective.

After Jiang Du was kicked out, she was promoted, and she was happy for the impartiality of the new acting chairman, when she was suddenly pushed in through the "back door".

Meng Dan has been in the industry for more than ten years, and he has a clear mind about all kinds of unspoken rules in the entertainment industry, and it's not that he looks down on taking shortcuts.

She only hopes that anyone who thinks about long-term development, even if they take a shortcut, can practice their basic skills solidly.

Thinking that he had explained everything clearly, Meng Dan finally concluded, "I saw your schedule, and the course schedule is still tight. Go to class first, and I will find you later if you need your cooperation to clarify."

"It just so happened that I was going to talk to Sister Meng about this." Bai Yan picked up the phone and shook it, "I'm going to broadcast live tonight."

Meng Dan looked at him unexpectedly: "What is the live broadcast?"

"Sing."

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Bai Yan started broadcasting on time.

The technological level of this era has already enabled the professional live broadcast equipment to be miniaturized, so Bai Yan directly set the location in his dance practice room.

In the morning, he posted the link to the live broadcast on Weibo, and there were indeed many people in the live broadcast room.

Some of them were Bai Yan's fans, and most of them came to join in the fun after hearing about Bai Yan's exaggerated looks and the hotly debated topics recently.

The screen is turned on regularly, but there are only empty tables and chairs and microphone speakers, and no one is seen.

[What about people? 】

【Bai Yan won't forget, right? 】

[The retouching filter coffee is just afraid to be on camera. 】

[There seems to be a sound of water? 】

The barrage was clamoring, with a "click", Bai Yan pushed open the door, wiped his hair with a towel, was wearing a loose t-shirt, and there was mist floating in the air, it looked like he had just taken a shower.

"Oh, it's already open?"

Bai Yan wiped his face and sat down, brushed up the wet hair hanging from his forehead, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Can you see it?"

The barrage was silent for a moment, then exploded:

[I can see it, I can see it, oh my god, what kind of beauty is this? 】

[Doctor, is the doctor there?Someone here can't stop their nosebleeds! 】

[Grass, my family Bai Yan is so good-looking, who said that the photos are intensively edited?Come out and get beaten! 】

[It is indeed repaired, is it downgraded? 】

Indeed, just after coming out of the steaming shower, Bai Yan's skin was as smooth as jade, her cheeks were smudged with a touch of pink, her thin lips were bright red and slightly upturned, and there were specks of smiles in her dark gray eyes. I mean, even the viewers who are used to seeing beautiful and handsome guys in the entertainment industry are stunned when they see this picture.

Bai Yan smiled and groaned and watched the barrage blowing for a while, then threw the towel aside, lifted the collar of his t-shirt, and covered his exposed delicate collarbone: "Today's live broadcast , mainly for two purposes.”

He picked up the earphones from the side, and tapped the plastic cover on one side of the earphones with his fingers, "Before, some audience thought that I was lip-syncing and shady. This time I will sing it live for everyone."

After speaking, Bai Yan put on the earphones and turned on the speaker.

It was still the brisk drumbeat of "Sunny Day, Sand Rain", Bai Yan put one hand to his ear and pressed the earphone, and the other hand tapped on the table following the rhythm. out.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly became sparse, and even the audience who had just entered immediately quieted down and listened silently when they heard the familiar melody.

After singing a song, Bai Yan let out a sigh of relief, tilted his head and thought for a while: "It seems that I sang two words wrong this time."

The barrage came back to life one after another, flattering them sincerely:

【listen well! 】

[It's even better than the version on Yunmusic, isn't Bai Yan's live skills too strong? 】

[No, is it my illusion that it sounds better this time than last time? 】

"Well, I adjusted the tune a little more this time." Bai Yan could see the barrage, picked up a piece of white paper, wrote a score, and tapped a few notes, "It will feel more harmonious this way." .”

A beautiful woman writes a pen, which is pleasing to the eye.

Generally, secondary changes are not allowed for songs, but Huangxing asked Lin Xiangshou to customize this song, and bought all the copyright and secondary change rights early on, so there is no need to worry about this.

【Bai Yan... really doesn't treat himself as an outsider...】

【Will Mr. Lin be so angry when he sees his song changed to this way?hehe. 】

【When Bai Yan revised it for the first time, Mrs. Lin praised him for making it sound good, okay! 】

【Let me say something quietly, Bai Yan, your handwriting is really ugly... It looks like it was written by a primary school student...】

Bai Yan frowned, jumped slightly, and simply ignored the last sentence.

Regardless of what was arguing on the bullet screen, Bai Yan pressed the speaker and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, there's more."

Another melody sounded.

The audience froze for a moment.

[This song sounds a little familiar... Whose song is it? 】

[Looks like Liang Ge's "Flower Broken"?Is Bai Yan going to sing this? 】

[Why are you singing this?Just came in, did anyone with good intentions clear up the confusion. 】

No one knew, but since Bai Yan sang, they listened.

"Flower Broken" is a melodious national style song, telling the story of a woman's secret love. It is sad and sad, with a long breath and many high-pitched sounds.

However, Bai Yan's voice was particularly stable in singing, the highest scale was still stable and long, and he sang to the end in one breath, and his face didn't change after receiving the sound.

This time Bai Yan didn't show off his skills to change it, he just took a sip of the mineral water beside him.

Before waiting for any further discussion on the barrage, Bai Yan put down the mineral water, brushed his hair, and raised his eyebrows: "Let's continue."

He hit the speaker again.

A new melody arises.

The melody this time is different from the previous one, and the barrage is full of doubts.

[Bai Yan is singing live? 】

["I used to see you laughing", what is the rule of choosing the song...]

[I sound a little familiar... Ah, come to think of it, isn't this the contestant's playlist for the last issue of "Sing for You"? 】

The audience reacted one after another.

In the episode of "Sing for You" that Bai Yan participated in, the first contestant sang "Flower Broken", and the second contestant sang "I See You Smiling".

During the barrage discussion, Bai Yan had already finished singing, and smiled lightly: "Didn't it mean that my No. 1 reputation is in vain? Then I will sing it for you to listen to."

【…】

【Is Bai Yan going to challenge all the contestants? 】

【Too crazy?This offended Dafa! 】

No matter how noisy the barrage was, Bai Yan took another sip of water to moisten his throat, and smiled slightly: "Then, next song."

A new melody sounded again.

……

When Bai Yan's live broadcast started, Jiang Zhan had just finished an annoying meeting and was quietly pinching the bridge of his nose in the office.

Seeing that Jiang Zhan was in a bad mood, Secretary Fang thoughtfully suggested, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Bai is singing live, would you like to listen?"

Jiang Zhan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Bai Yan said that he had a way to solve the public opinion problem last night, so he was a little curious.

Bai Yan was broadcasting live on Brilliant Star Media's own platform. Jiang Zhan directly found the recommended spot on Brilliant Star's homepage. When he clicked on it, Bai Yan happened to be singing "Flower Broken".

"I would like to turn into a flower and bloom desperately, only to fall into the palm of the loved one and get a word of love and sympathy."

During the live broadcast, Bai Yan half-closed his eyes, holding the earphone with one hand, the bangs drooping on his forehead were still moist, covering his beautiful flying eyebrows, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his cheeks were blush, as if he was extremely affectionate .

Jiang Zhan was taken aback.

It was the first time he saw Bai Yan in business status.

The teenager in the picture is sluggish, with his white arms resting casually on the lacquered table top, his palm pressing the earphone side, and the other hand knocking on the table from time to time.

His voice is not as easy-going as it appears on the surface, like high-quality jade colliding with each other, bringing up strings of lingering melodies, expressing the emotions in the songs to the beautiful secret love.

When he sang to the emotional part, Bai Yan raised his head, revealing his delicate Adam's apple, which swayed slightly with the singing.

Like a beautiful painting.

Outside of the hotel, Jiang Zhan hadn't met Bai Yan a few times, most of the time it was Bai Yan teasing him.

The Bai Yan in front of the camera is more comfortable and natural than the Bai Yan he has seen, like a flower returning to his favorite environment, stretching its petals freely.

……

"next song."

……

"next song."

……

In the end, the audience in the live broadcast room has gradually become numb from surprise at the beginning, and gradually became admirable in the end.

Not to mention how arrogant Bai Yan's behavior was, he sang twelve songs in a row, barely stopping to rest in between, just sitting on the table like this, until the last second, his voice was still as stable as the first second.

No matter how high the pitch is or how low the bass is, Bai Yan can always sing extremely smoothly, and the melody transitions are smooth and silky, just like the blending of clear mountain springs and forest breezes.No matter which song, Bai Yan's singing voice sang it extremely pleasantly, but it still has a strong personal style, so you can tell that it was sung by Bai Yan as soon as you listen to it.

Bai Yan's words of "provoking" other contestants quickly fermented and exploded. Countless spectators flooded into the live broadcast room, and many anchors came to watch Bai Yan's live broadcast.

When Bai Yan's last song came to an end, everyone immediately felt a sense of loss.

Bai Yan exhaled, stretched slowly, bent down and picked up another bottle of mineral water from under the table, and whistled: "How is it?"

The bullet screen flashed a piece of "good to hear".

Bai Yan smiled, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, then casually threw the previously emptied mineral water bottle back.

The mineral water bottle "clanged" and fell accurately into the trash can.

Seeing another "blind cast nb" flashing across the bullet screen, Bai Yan laughed: "My camera can capture it, not blind cast."

He took off the earphones, put his hand in front of the live broadcast phone and picked it up, and he stood up.

The barrage was stunned for a moment, thinking that Bai Yan was going to turn off the live broadcast, they all shouted:

[Don't rush to close it!Ayan, take a rest when you are tired from singing, we just want to see you more! 】

【Facing Bai Yan's face, I can eat three more bowls of rice! 】

[Thinking about it, maybe Bai Yan is going to live broadcast our dance practice? 】

[Without A Yan's face, I would die. 】

"Dancing, I haven't practiced yet." Bai Yan saw the barrage, smiled slightly, and turned around holding the live broadcast phone, "It's not over yet."

He walked to the other side of the practice room and put his phone away.

An electronic piano appeared in the eyes of the audience.

"It's originally a piano piece, but I don't have a piano for me right now, so I'll just use an electronic piano." Bai Yan pressed the switch and sat down firmly, and gestured to the camera, "If you want to record the suggestion, start now."

【Piano piece?Bai Yan can also play the piano? 】

【...The piano is not easy to play after a few months of learning. 】

[Since A Yan plays it, he must play it well!What is it, Chopin?Beethoven? 】

[Blindly guess the "No. [-] Etude" of the Brilliant Star Anniversary Celebration. 】

Bai Yan put his ten fingers on the keys, pondered for a moment, and pressed down lightly.

A brilliant, brilliant piece of music burst out from his fingers.

Just like the rising sun, it lifted the heavy night sky, pierced the clouds with spears of red flame and golden light, and spread the explosion-like light to the world.

……

Jiang Zhan was sitting in the office with Bai Yan singing in the background, but when he heard such a shocking piano sound, he shook his fingers and sent out an unfinished email.

Fortunately, it is an internal company email.

Jiang Zhan rubbed the bridge of his nose and withdrew the mail.

Then he went to watch Bai Yan's live broadcast.

During the live broadcast, Bai Yan didn't look at the music score, but focused on the piano keys, and his fingers easily jumped between the black and white keys, showing ease.

After the initial shock in the barrage, people began to ask what the song was.

Jiang Zhan usually works overtime until night, and often plays some piano music to refresh himself. He has been using the "Seventh Etude" a while ago--he didn't know that "The Seventh Etude" was composed by Bai Yan not long ago.

Hearing this unfamiliar but somewhat familiar melody, Jiang Zhan felt a little enlightened.

——Is this Bai Yan's new song?

Because Shi's family on his mother's side is a family of music, and Shi Boshang took good care of him. Although Jiang Zhan didn't take the road of music, he still had a good understanding of music.

Bai Yan didn't even need to rely on the score to play it completely. His technique is skillful, and his style is in the same line as "The Seventh Etude"...

Jiang Zhan closed his eyes, put aside his extra thoughts for the time being, and concentrated on enjoying the music.

The song ended quickly, and the final rest fell. Jiang Zhan, like all the other audience members, felt a sense of loss.

The barrage that had been listening intently just now came back to life one after another, excitedly asking Bai Yan the name of the song.

Bai Yan moved his fingers and said frankly: "I wrote it myself."

【…】

【…】

【……Do not make jokes. 】

"If you don't believe me, you can look it up and see where there is this piece of music." Bai Yan casually tapped a few keys, heard the low sound of the electronic piano, raised his eyebrows, "It's mine, it's mine."

Jiang Zhan stared at Bai Yan's beautiful face, subtly feeling that Bai Yan's words meant something.

He thought for a while, reached out to the keyboard, and typed out his first barrage: "What's the name of this song?"

After typing this sentence, Jiang Zhan realized what he was doing - but the barrage had already been sent out.

Coincidentally, Bai Yan in the screen didn't know if he saw this barrage, and said with a smile, "The name of this piece is "The Sixth Etude."

……

After Bai Yan's live broadcast, several titles of #白燕拍唱歌听你听#, #白燕写出田歌#, and #六罗罗歌# went straight to the hot searches.

After watching the live broadcast, the audience thought about it, and couldn't help but feel that it was too arrogant.

He sang all the songs of the other eleven, not only slapping the face of the person who mocked him as the number one in the black box, but also slapping all the contestants in the face.

——The problem is, the audience who listened to the whole scene had to admit that Bai Yan sang really well.

His voice quality is unique, and his range is wide. He can control various types of songs, but he sings with his own style. Most of the viewers of the live broadcast have turned from watching the excitement to fans of Bai Yan.

Especially the piano piece played by Bai Yan at the end instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the public.

Such a beautiful piano piece can be written at such a young age?

Most people's first reaction is disbelief.

However, after the live broadcast, they took the recording to find the big names in the music industry, but they couldn't find this piece of music.

Could it be that Bai Yan really wrote it himself?

There are quite a few people who dislike Bai Yan, the fans of the other eleven singers, the audience who don't like such an arrogant character, etc., are full of ridicule towards Bai Yan.

Definitely ridicule him for stealing other people's piano music and claiming to be self-composed, or mock him for taking Mr. Shi Boshang's enthusiasm.

As we all know, the piano piece played by the famous pianist Shi Boshang at the [-]th anniversary party of Brilliant Star is called "The Seventh Etude".

Moreover, it is still called "Sixth", as if Mr. Shi Boshang's song is a later one.

Bai Yan's fans also retorted: "Isn't the name x etude very common? Besides, the author of Mr. Shi's song is also anonymous, right?"

"The one who can entrust Mr. Shi to sing the song must be a music boss of the same class. What does it have to do with Bai Yan, who is so cheeky and stubborn?"

"This name is common, but Bai Yan named this name at this time, so he said that he didn't believe you? What's more, it wasn't necessarily written by Bai Yan himself."

When the two sides were arguing, someone asked weakly: "Actually, I have heard both. Don't you think the two songs are more consistent in style? Maybe the author of the two songs is the same person?"

"Bai Yan's fans are not crazy, are they? With such a big face, how dare you say Mr. Shi's piano music is written by him?"

A relatively well-known music blogger "Cat on the Strings" even asserted: "I hope Bai Yan fans will unfollow me immediately. If he wrote these two songs, I will delete the account live."

There are many people who join in the fun like this, and the topic becomes more and more noisy, and the two sides are arguing endlessly.

A few hours later, someone posted a video: "When I watched Bai Yan's live broadcast, I felt very familiar. I suddenly remembered that when I went to the restaurant for dinner two months ago, there was a handsome guy in the restaurant who played the piano very well. Let's take a look. Isn't it Bai Yan?"

Although the video was simply shot with a mobile phone, the picture is quite clear.

On the revolving performance stage of the Chinese restaurant in the camera, a handsome young man sits next to a stained peach wood piano, his eyes are fixed on the keys, and the smooth and brisk music trickles out like a starry sky.

After the song was played, the boy stood up, waved to everyone, and fell off the stage directly.

It's hard to say anything else, but the last arrogant action immediately confirmed Bai Yan's identity.

"Is it really Bai Yan?"

"Bai Yan seems to be playing "The Seventh Etude"?"

"Did he really write it all?"

The music big V "Cat on the Strings" also reposted this video, but still denied it and taunted: "Performing on purpose, and then pretending that it was two months ago, is an old marketing routine, Bai Yan is really disgusting! It is recommended to get out of the entertainment circle immediately!"

Also with the name @了白燕.

No matter how intense the quarrel was on the Internet, it didn't affect Bai Yan.

Afterwards, Bai Yan posted two Weibo posts, the first one was to answer fans' questions - someone asked him how long he had practiced singing eleven songs in a row.

Bai Yan replied: "About a day or two. The main difficulty is that I am not familiar with the lyrics."

The information posted by Bai Yan stated that he was a returnee and that he could not speak Chinese fluently.

The answer style is still the same arrogant and aggressive.

The second Weibo is a response to "the cat on the strings", with only a few simple words:

"Wait until you delete the number."