"Do you mind letting me use your drum set?" How does Zhao Ye have such a cool personality? He has always been a person who "doesn't care about life and death, and will do it if he doesn't accept it."
Hearing that the other party obviously looked down on him, Zhao Ye immediately wanted to show them his skills and teach them how to behave.
"Do you really understand music?" Before the five men spoke, the woman among them spoke.
"Hahaha, I can't say this. You'll know how it is after you try it." Zhao Ye shrugged at the other party, a provocative and confident atmosphere that instantly spread.
"Okay, I really want to listen to your music. You can come over and give it a try." The woman extended an invitation to Zhao Ye. Zhao Ye didn't leave the lake, walked a few steps quickly, and walked around to the other side of the fence.
Zhao Ye really knows how to play drums. This is due to the interest class he enrolled his son in in his previous life. His son didn't learn much, but he practiced well.
As soon as the drums sounded, everyone nodded in unison. This instrument is related to proficiency. Looking at Zhao Ye's technique, it seems that he plays often. Let's not mention the reaction of these foreign devils. First of all
Captain Wang, who was watching from the side, was the first to be surprised. He couldn't figure out how this Zhao Ye could do this?
But at this time, Wang Wexue was just surprised. After all, this is a kind of personal talent. Zhao Ye does not need to report it, and there is no environment for him to perform in China. It is normal for outsiders not to know.
After Zhao Ye performed for a while, everyone present applauded.
"Man, you're really good at playing the drums! How many years have you been practicing?" asked the previous drummer.
"I haven't played for long, it's just a hobby." Zhao Ye waved his hand and then asked: "Are you a band?"
"Yes, we are a newly formed band. This is my home. Several other people come from various places. We came together because of music." The drummer replied.
"Oh, that's great! Do you have any masterpieces as a band?"
"Man, we have only been together for a week, and we are still in the running-in stage! So, you know..."
"So, are you rehearsing your masterpiece now?"
"Oh, frankly speaking, we haven't reached that stage yet. Our most important task now is to adjust."
…
Zhao Ye had a pleasant chat with these people through music. After a while, Wang Wenxue also joined their chat.
Captain Wang is an old diplomat, and chatting is one of his work skills. Although the age gap is a bit large, it does not affect his participation in these people.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Ye already knew the experiences of these people. From the beginning of the chat, the noisy music disappeared. Until night fell, Zhao Ye and Wang Wenxu drank beer with the group again, and then
Listen to them tell their stories.
Speaking of which, Wang Wenxu is more interested in this than Zhao Yeke. He is eager to know more about the state of this country, whether it is civil or political.
Zhao Ye acted as a translator and communicator, and he cooperated with Wang Wenxue quite well. By the time it was past ten o'clock in the evening, the group of people became more and more excited as they chatted.
This is mainly due to the musical "talent" of Zhao Ye's "System Dad". Whether it is theoretically or empirically, Zhao Ye can communicate with these people without any barriers. In many cases, it is Zhao Ye who inspires these people.
people.
Seeing Zhao Ye talking freely with these people, Captain Wang was extremely happy. He really didn't expect that Zhao Ye's move not only solved the noise problem, but also made him understand a lot of issues he cared about.
, "This guy is really a diplomatic talent. Can you bring him to your unit?" Wang Wenxue would have this idea from time to time, and then give it away again. Zhao Ye is not an ordinary technician.
In the country's microelectronics field, he is an important expert in the first echelon. It is a waste of talents for such scientists to engage in diplomacy.
"I had a great time chatting with you today. I guess it's too late. Otherwise, we can talk another day. We'll have to stay here for a few more days." Zhao Ye stood up and said goodbye.
"Oh my gosh, what time is it? You don't want to go to bed so early, do you? What a waste of life! Man, let me tell you, in the United States, nightlife has just begun at this time!" A guy named Joseph
Yelled loudly.
"Yes, it's still early. Besides, I've been listening to you for so long and I haven't heard you sing a song yet. How can you leave?" After hearing Lucas's words, Suzy Williams spoke on the side.
Said. She is Joseph's sister and also prevented Zhao Ye from leaving.
"Sing, but I don't know any English songs. I only know songs from our country." Zhao Ye spread his hands and said helplessly.
Of course he was lying. With the help of the nanorobot in his body, he could change his voice at will, let alone sing.
"Yezi, everyone is so enthusiastic, why don't you sing a song? I heard you chatting with them very well. We also need to reciprocate, right? Singing is a good cultural exchange! Let's sing a song." Wang Wenxu said on the side.
After understanding what everyone was talking about, he began to persuade Zhao Ye to come.
Zhao Ye was really helpless. Due to the time difference at this time, many people in the delegation got up and were wandering in the yard next door, paying attention to what was going on here. People would not watch onlookers, so everyone was still organized.
some.
Zhao Ye had no choice but to show off, and said, "In that case, Lucas, how about I write a song for you based on your experience?"
"You can also write songs?" Susie shouted in surprise. This man is a professional, right? He knows how to write songs?
Zhao Ye didn't say anything else. He walked to the drum set, sat down and "thought" for two minutes, and then started playing the drums.
On a dark desert highway,d in my hair
(On the dark and desolate highway, the cool breeze blew my hair away)
Warm smell of c up through the air
(The warm breath of Coritas, birds rising in the air)
Up ahead iance,I saw a shimmering light
(Looking up into the distance, I see a flickering light)
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
(My mind becomes heavy and my vision becomes blurry)
I had tht
(I have to stop and look for a place to spend the night)
There she stood in the doorway,I heard the mission bell
(She was standing on the porch, the sermon bells ringing in my ears)
And I was thinkihis could be Heaven or this could be Hell
(I thought to myself, I still don’t know if this is hell or heaven)
The up a d she showed me the way
(At this time she lit a candle and led me forward)
There were voi the cht I heard them say
(Songs echoed deep in the corridor, I thought I heard them singing
)
Welcome to the Hotel ia
(Welcome to Hotel California)
…
After Zhao Ye finished singing, everyone present was stunned. For the locals, they were shocked, but for the delegation, they didn't understand.
"This, is this the song you wrote for me?" Susie's eyes were about to burst into flames.
"Yes, this is a song written for you!" Here, Zhao Ye specifically used the word "yous" in order to respond to the "me" Susie said just now. He couldn't let this little girl think of it.
Zhao Ye was afraid that the girls here were too "enthusiastic" and he thought he wouldn't be able to catch her. Even if he wanted to catch her, discipline wouldn't allow it.
"Zhao, can we sing this song in the future? This song is so good, it can definitely be the title song of our band!" Lucas asked with eyes wide open.
"Of course, I can sign an authorization document with your band, allowing you to perform with this song."
"Thank you, Zhao, you are such a genius! Which music conservatory did you graduate from?" Susie's eyes were frighteningly bright, and she stared at Zhao Ye and asked.
"Well, to be honest, I didn't go to a music conservatory. In fact, um, in fact, I should be considered a scientist."
"What? Scientist? What kind of scientist are you?" Lucas jumped up again, scientist? Why do I not believe it so much!
"It should be considered physics. My undergraduate degree is in electronics. Music is purely a hobby."
Zhao Ye's "invisible" pretense made everyone present have no idea what to say, and they were all thinking carefully about whether the electronics major studies electric guitars?
"Zhao, welcome to California!" Susie expressed her feelings with a lyric.
Lucas glanced at his sister, but didn't say anything more, just smiled.
Zhao Ye understood Su Xi's intention at that time. Was he going to invite him to play poker?
Frankly speaking, he wanted to go, but Commander Wang was sitting next to him, so he wouldn't dare even if he had the courage!
"Thank you!" Zhao Ye said helplessly "declined".
Susie was a little disappointed, but she was just disappointed and didn't have many other ideas.
"Zhao, have you prepared any music for this song?"
"Of course, I will write a score for you."
"You can also compose music?" Susie asked in surprise again.
"Is this difficult? Haha, isn't this my hobby? I have learned from the teacher before." Zhao Ye had just rejected Su Xi's invitation, and at this time he explained a little embarrassedly.
When Zhao Ye and Wang Wenxu walked back to the hotel, a group of people gathered around them and asked about what had just happened.
Everyone here is surprised by Zhao Ye's talent, but Director Yang is more indifferent. His apprentice's talent has long made him numb, and now he just has another "hobby" of singing, writing and composing music.
What's so surprising about this?
The people in the delegation experienced a little story like this and felt that they had gained a lot. Especially the people in the foreign affairs department, from such a small incident, they realized the beauty of the principle that their superiors often said, "Become one with the people."
.
Zhao Ye broke away from the "onlookers" and came outside the house alone. Looking at the lights in the distance, Zhao Ye was filled with emotion.
Tomorrow I will meet with several computer companies here, and all plans will start from here.