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"Brother, what are you doing?" Chu Lele was fiddling with Chu Yang's cell phone there. The second-grade girl was really fun. She had just left the computer for a while and started playing with her cell phone again.

"Give me your phone, how many times have you told you, don't play with electronic products, don't make your eyes look myopic. I ask you, this QQ is separated by Uncle Geng, why did you log in?" Chu Yang pointed to the flashing QQ under the screen and said.

"Oh, Uncle Geng just came to our store. He opened the game and played it when he was fine. He didn't leave when he left. I just used his account to play it. Brother, can you help me apply for a QQ account? " Chu Lele shook Chu Yang's hand and said coquettishly.

"Go and go, what QQ is played in every family? Go to do your homework." Chu Yang drove Chu Lele aside and turned off the dialog box casually. He just played this game, but he was not interested in competing with anyone. In his opinion, this is just a game to train a sense of rhythm. His sense of rhythm is good enough and does not need to be trained through this kind of game. Moreover, this game also has many limitations. At least one fixed block to represent the rhythm is used. This method is too mechanical and lacks change.

Feng Zirong couldn't help but feel annoyed as he saw the other person's avatar lit up, but ignored the challenges he sent. In his opinion, this guy named "middle-aged uncle" was too proud.

"Mid-aged uncle, you won't dare to accept my challenge. Although I lost you once in the promotion competition last time, don't think your level must be higher than me. I bet that you will definitely not be able to beat me in reality, haha. Coward!" Feng Zirong typed these lines and felt a little relieved!

He is a master of jazz drums of level 9 and a drummer of the "Echo Band", but he actually lost to such a man with a rustic ID in the most proud game of "Rhythm Master". This made him unable to swallow this breath no matter how much. Today, he finally saw this guy online, but he had been playing casual mode slowly there, just ignoring himself. This naked indifference made him feel that his dignity and professionalism were challenged!

"Beat the drum? Are you learning to beat the drum in reality?" Chu Yang was flipping the sales record of his new single "Wild Brow", but he just saw a guy who claimed to be Gao Dasong in the backstage. He wanted to contact him, but he left a phone number. In his impression, Gao Dasong seemed to be a music producer, but now he has Chen Lei to make music for himself, so he is not very interested in this Laoshizi music producer.

Chu Yang didn't know Gao Dasong, but it was not actually because Gao Dasong was not famous enough. It was just that his ex was not very interested in pop music, so he had no feelings for this godfather composer in the mainland Chinese music scene.

However, the new message from the guy who claimed to be "Fengchiyunjuan" on QQ made him a little interested.

"Ha, are you scared? I am a jazz drum level nine, a real jazz drum, how about it? Can you play it?" Feng Chiyunjuan said proudly as he typing on the keyboard. The amateur jazz drummer can definitely be considered a master level. Even if it is placed in some electric bands, he is definitely an excellent drummer.

"Jazz Drum, I haven't played this before, what? Is it difficult?" Chu Yang smiled and typed a few words. It's okay now. He really wanted to have a good chat with this guy.

"You listen to this first." Feng Zirong said as he found a video file from the computer and sent it to Chu Yang.

It was a video he practiced playing drums in the music classroom two days ago, only more than two minutes. But it was all extremely difficult compound dance skills. He often used this video to show off his skills to his friends. Now, in order to regain some confidence in front of the "middle-aged man", he sent the video to the other party.

Chu Yang was not wary and directly picked up the video. When he opened it, he saw a video of playing drums. There was a young man wearing a baseball cap. He looked a little thin, long hair and very energetic. In the video, this guy beat a set of jazz drums in front of him. The dense and skillful drum beats sounded, and the rhythm was indeed very strong.

Chu Yang listened to it and admired this guy's level. Although rhythm is the simplest part for him, even from his perspective, it is not easy for such a young student to beat the drum like this.

"How is it? Have you finished watching it?" Chu Yang had just finished watching the video, and the other party sent a message, obviously calculating the time.

"I finished reading it, it's not bad." Chu Yang typed a few words.

"I heard from my brother that's what I mean, I'm also a master at Taoism. I'm from Hanguang City. I don't know where you are? If you have the chance to discuss it," a line of words was typed across the computer.

"Haha, I'm from Qinhai City, I'm a little far away. I'm afraid we won't have a chance to meet and discuss." Chu Yang typed a line of words and followed a smile.

"That's okay, how about our video?" Feng Zirong seemed to be angry at Chu Yang's arrogant attitude on the other end of the computer. Although he was still polite during the chat, Chu Yang's words "not bad" made him a little angry. This tone was like a master commenting on his juniors. It was even more difficult for him to accept than winning him directly in the game.

"I don't have a camera." Chu Yang said frankly.

"It's okay, is there a microphone?" asked directly "Fengchiyunjuan" on the other end of the computer.

"Yes, I'm wearing the headphones." Chu Yang typed over and said.

As a result, not long after the call came, the other party came over to invite a video call.

Chu Yang was a little surprised why this man was so anxious, but since the other party couldn't see him anyway, he clicked to accept it without hesitation.

In the pop-up video window, a jazz drum that occupied almost all the images first appeared on the screen, and then a person who could only see the chest was sitting behind the drum and waved to the screen.

"Hello, uncle." A young man's voice came from the headphones. Although he was saying hello, Chu Yang didn't sound very friendly.

"Haha, don't call me uncle. I'm only seventeen years old this year, I'm not much older than you." Chu Yang laughed at the microphone.

"Yangzi, who are you chatting with?" Chu Guochang asked strangely when he heard Chu Yang talking to the computer.

"Oh, it's okay, a netizen." Chu Yang turned his head and replied.

"Damn, you are only seventeen years old, and you actually call it this online name? Brother, you have too much taste." Feng Zirong's voice was obviously a bit surprised on the other end of the picture.

"This is not my number, it's someone else's." Chu Yang explained.

"Oh, I'm talking about it. So, you who beat me some time ago in the rhythm master was also the one who beat me. No wonder I felt that my level was higher and lower at the time, like two people playing." The man opposite suddenly realized.

"That's right. I played the game against you." Chu Yang admitted frankly.

"Brother, are you playing drums too?" the young man opposite asked directly.

"I haven't played much, I know a little." Chu Yang said modestly.

He said this. He did only know a little bit. It was from the book "Basics of Music Theory". The knowledge about rhythm is limited to the general classification of rhythm types. But these are enough for Chu Yang. For this kind of performance that only needs to hit the rhythm and do not need to consider other forms of performance, it is as simple as breathing!

"Let's talk, the game is boring. How about we fight a drum?" The boy said lazily on the other end of the video.

"Dou drum? How about fighting? I don't have jazz drums here, and I don't even have a drum set." Chu Yang said with a smile.

"That's not simple. Do you have to have a drum when fighting drums? Just find two sticks! I'll show off first!" said the other side, picking up two drumsticks and pounding at a desk beside her!

Although it was just beating the table, the dense drum sound still exuded a strong sense of rhythm. Moreover, the boy's wrists shaking are flexible and elastic, which is obviously an excellent basic skill!

An impromptu SOLO is only ten seconds, but it includes various techniques such as rolling, pressing and compound jumping. The rhythm also includes complex rhythms such as syncopation, triple and seventh consecutive sounds. It can be said that this impromptu strike reflects extremely profound drum skills. If it weren't for the hard work since childhood, it would never be possible to play such things at such a young age.

Chu Yang naturally understood what he meant after watching his video. Such an obvious challenge aroused his competitive spirit. Now that there is nothing wrong with the left and right, Chu Yang got up and found two drumsticks. Although it was not drumsticks, but just ordinary drumsticks, just beating the table is enough.

Chu Yang picked up the drumsticks, returned to the computer and sat down. He wanted to hit it directly on the computer. After thinking about it, he was not suitable, so he took a small drum in the store that had been accumulated for a long time and put it in front of him.

"Yangzi, why are you doing it?" Chu Guochang asked strangely when he saw his son take out the drum he had not sold that he had been moving two years ago.

"I'll play with a drum-playing netizen, play for a while." Chu Yang turned around and said to Chu Guochang.

"Fight, fight, let me hear if your level has declined." Chu Guochang turned around and looked at his son and said.

Although Chu Yang had no interest in music before, he still had some basic foundation in playing drums. This was influenced by him. During festivals, he often performed with the village local bands. So it was not surprising that Chu Guochang saw Chu Yang playing drums. Moreover, he was a musical instrument shop, and it was normal that there were some movements in the instruments, and no one would say anything.

"I'm starting." Chu Yang said, not sure whether it was for his father or the one across the computer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yang's wrists shook lightly, and a dense and violent drum sound like raindrops suddenly sounded!

The drum sound is light and heavy, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes slow and sometimes like horse hooves, strolling leisurely, and when it is urgent, it is like rain hitting banana leaves, flying sand and stones!

On the other end of the computer, Feng Zirong listened to the sound of drums coming, and his brain immediately fell into a state of shock!

The other party only played a short period of time, and he could hear it keenly that the drum beat he was playing just now!

But the problem is that he improvised it!

Even if he asked him to call again, he wouldn't be able to call exactly the same!

But at this moment, this improvised drum sound that contained almost all his skills was beaten out by someone!

That's right, although he himself was not sure, and the other party was right at all, the strong confidence conveyed by the drums made him affirm this!

Moreover, the opponent beat him more familiar and faster!

This rhythm was obviously made with Chinese drums, and the tone was much more pleasant than hitting the table. Moreover, the other party temporarily added many changes in strength and weakness, which beautified the original rhythm a lot!

After beating for more than ten seconds, the drum sound was actually done in one go, and there was no wrong sound from beginning to end!

Feng Zirong was stunned when he heard this!

Who needs to be able to beat the drum to this level?

Is there such a person among the drummers in China?

Feng Zirong thought hard in his mind, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't think of anyone with such perverted memory and powerful skills!

It is not difficult to play the same rhythm as he just now, but who can remember it after listening to it? Moreover, those temporary treatments are even more amazing. If his previous improvisation can only be played at 80, then the performance just now was done by skillfully processing this drum sound to 100 points!

"Big~~Brother, what do you call me!" Feng Zirong, who came to his senses, lost his arrogance at the beginning. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how arrogant he was, he was silly.

"Don't be so polite. My name is Chu Yang. This year, you guy should not call him wrong." Chu Yang said with a smile.

"You're right, you're right! Brother, my name is Feng Zirong. I'm sixteen this year and I'm in my second year of high school at Hanguang High School. I've learned to play drums since I was a child, but I didn't expect to meet a master like you today. Brother, are you from Qin Hai?" Feng Zirong asked anxiously.

"I belong to Qin Haichangle, and I am still dozens of kilometers away from the city." Chu Yang said with a smile, still a little appreciated this guy's true nature.

"Oh, that's not far. Brother Chu, who did you learn how to play drums? It's so amazing. How about teaching me?" Feng Zirong begged with some desire.

"But it's too far away." Chu Yang said with a smile.

"It's okay, you can have a video." Feng Zirong said anxiously.

"I'm very busy and may not have time, but if you have time to come to Qinhai, you can consider it." Chu Yang thought for a while and said.

"Hey, then I can only wait for the opportunity. But in more than a year, I will go to Qinhai. I will take the West China Academy where you can study for the Jazz Drum major." Feng Zirong said.

"Oh? Is that right? That's a coincidence. I'm also planning to take the West China Academy exam." Chu Yang laughed.

"Really? Then we will not be brothers from now on. Hehe, this is great. Then we will play drums together and form a band to play." Feng Zirong said excitedly at the other end of the video.

"Well, there will be a chance." Chu Yang smiled and chatted with him for a few words, then hung up the video.
Chapter completed!