Superstars of Tomorrow

Fang Zhao planned to observe the behavior of his "peers" first. Observe first, then act, if you rush in now, you will probably become one of the outliers.

Therefore, Fang Zhao decided to use this place as an observation point to take a closer look at the emotional and physical reactions of those people to the music.

After making a decision, Fang Zhao took out a small book and pen from his pocket, caught every note in his ears, and stared at the performance hall.

It's still early, the songs played and the people performing on stage are not big-name figures, but it can also guarantee that there will always be an atmosphere here, so that the audience will not be left alone.

According to Wayne, there are generally some songs with a slower rhythm but without losing strength and explosiveness first, and then, as the night deepens and the time gets later, the excitement will become more and more exciting.

Fang Zhao intends to observe this process carefully. He looks at this matter with a rigorous attitude of researching academic issues.

It may be that he came earlier. After he asked for a place suitable for listening to music, the waiter chose this place for him. The sound effect is indeed very good. It can be said that along the way, when he came here, Yi Fang Zhao's ear strength You can clearly hear the difference, and it is indeed better than those places along the road.

This side is a semi-enclosed private room, the top is not sealed, and the three-meter-high wall behind it is solid, with some decorations hanging on it, and an electric guitar, which has not undergone various simplifications in the new century. It was really made according to the electric guitar of the old century that Fang Zhao was familiar with, but it was definitely not something from the old century. Those from the old century are all antiques and valuable items. No matter how wealthy the owner of this shop is, he will not hang real antiques here as decorations.

The left and right sides of the semi-enclosed private room are separated from other private rooms by glass partitions. The partition walls can be adjusted to be transparent or opaque according to the requirements of the guests, or some colors, patterns, etc. can be added. On the side facing the performing arts hall, there are curtains made of special materials, which can be retracted or lowered. When it is put down, it also has different states. In the normal mode, it is like a thin layer of window screen, which can be blown up with a light blow, but in the "fully closed mode", it can become completely opaque. The baffle seems to have been tempered, and it is really impossible to break in easily without a little effort.

In order to observe the situation in the performing arts hall, Fang Zhao kept the curtains open.

When a waiter came in with a fruit plate and snacks, he saw Fang Zhao take out a notebook and pen from his pocket.

For people in the new century, a wristband can solve problems such as phone calls, Internet access, and card swiping. Everyone uses electronic documents, and a small number of people use paper notebooks. People like Fang Zhao often carry a notebook in their pockets. Even less. The waiter saw Fang Zhao who was sitting on the sofa writing something earnestly, his eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly restrained himself, they were not free to comment on any quirks of the guests.

Fang Zhao noticed the waiter's scrutinizing and curious eyes, but he didn't care. He carefully distinguished each tune coming from the audio equipment. In the information age created by new technology in the new century, the music environment is no longer Fang Zhao. In the era that Zhao is familiar with, even though he has been used to it for a year, he still hasn’t completely integrated and absorbed the music of the new age. Only Fang Zhao himself knew that his creative style had great limitations. This time, he wanted to make a new attempt to break free from that limitation.

The electronic music of the new century is to use various new century music tools, advanced post-processing software and processing methods to continuously challenge people's listening limits. This is very attractive to Fang Zhao, even though he is not yet able to adapt This style, but he is willing to learn and absorb new elements that have been developed over hundreds of years.

The experience of listening to concerts and videos through virtual platforms is indeed not as profound as that in physical stores. The odor molecules floating in the air, the vibrating sound waves and all kinds of noises scattered under the atmosphere are all elements that can touch the sensory nerves. Sitting here, looking at and listening to those, Fang Zhao's mind burst out Many thoughts.

He wrote all the things he felt, observed, and discovered in his notebook, and even in the process of writing, Fang Zhao's ears never stopped catching those rhythms, and he looked up from time to time to look at the performing arts hall people over there.

In Fang Zhao's left box, a group of young off-duty employees were talking and laughing loudly, venting out their suppressed emotions during the day.

In the box on Fang Zhao's right, a young man who was broken in love was drinking: "Don't stop me, I still want to drink! Why did she break up with me!" The friends next to him couldn't persuade him.

Only Fang Zhao here was eerily calm.

People passing by outside the box area all glanced at Fang Zhao with weird eyes, probably never seen such a miraculous situation here.

And while Fang Zhao was writing, three young men came in, all dressed similarly, they should have just come from the same company, their white shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, the neckline was wide open, showing strong muscles, and their hair looked like It's messy, but actually it's in an orderly manner, with a kind of youthful flamboyance, which is also the kind that is very popular with women in the store.

A man with a square face came over and knocked on the tea table in front of Fang Zhao, "Boy, let's discuss something. You can move to another place. Let's change. You can go to the private room over there. We have already paid the bill."

Fang Zhao looked at the direction he was pointing at. He passed by when he entered the store. The effect of listening to music was definitely not as good as here, and he couldn't see the performance hall.

"Sorry, you can find someone else, I won't change here." Fang Zhao said calmly.

The muscles on the man's face moved, and then he looked at Fang Zhao's notebook, "Hey, are you a primary school student? Do you come here to do your homework after school?"

As he said that, he suddenly reached out to grab Fang Zhao's notebook, but when he first came into contact with the notebook, he found that a hand holding a pen was pressing on the notebook first, and the notebook could not be pulled out no matter what. After moving his muscular arm a few times, he realized that he really couldn't pull out the notebook.

The other two who followed in also came over and saw Fang Zhao's notebook and pen, as if they had seen something ridiculous, "They still use paper notebooks and such old antique pens, and no one in primary school uses them now. These things are used by kindergarten kids, right?"

Another person also laughed and said, "Actually, it's not true. Kindergarten students don't need these things. Paper things are outdated long ago, but now it seems popular to use paper notebooks to hold beeps, to hold literature and art, and to cultivate sentiments. It seems learned, literary youth It's good to pick up girls."

Fang Zhao shook his head and ignored them. He didn't bother to pay attention to these boys.

"Hey, I said you..."

The tallest man rolled his sleeves and walked over, but was held back by another man.

"Why are you dragging me? This kind of person just needs to be cleaned up. I can't get used to these little boys pretending to be literary!" The man who was pulled was angry, and when he spoke, he still smelled of alcohol.

Fang Zhao was also happy when he heard this. Boyfriend? Does he count as such? When I was in Silver Wing, there were too many celebrities, and someone like Fang Zhao really became a passer-by. However, speaking from the public level, it can only be said to be passable.

Fang Zhao did not become angry because of these few words. After all, he is not an emotional kid. In his eyes, these people are like a few kindergarten children saying "Don't leave after school" in front of an adult. It's the same, just listen to it, the old man doesn't care about these verbal words with these boys.

Wayne said that the good thing about this store is that no one dares to make trouble here, and those who make trouble will not end well, so Fang Zhao knows that these three boys dare not mess around here. Probably because all the private rooms in good locations are already occupied, or they have already been booked, and they want to change with others. This kind of thing is of course a soft pinch, and after looking around, they stare at the top and call. There is only one person here, and it looks easy to deal with. I thought that I could force him away with a few harsh words, but I didn't expect that he would not accept their tricks at all.

The tallest one seemed to want to use force, but was held back by his companions. They really didn't dare to mess around here, and they had to look at the place when they did things. They didn't have the guts to be presumptuous here, but it's okay to play tricks in the dark.

After the three left, they turned around and spoke to the security captain who was in charge of the store's security, saying that someone looked abnormal and was suspected of being a dangerous person.

The three of them are regular customers here, and they are also familiar with the security team. They happened to see the security captain in the store patrolling, so they ran over to mention something enthusiastically, and cleverly described it in half-covered words, using the Some words like "maybe" and "maybe".

"We are just three enthusiastic customers. There is absolutely no personal grievance to disrupt the harmony in the store. I just saw him when I went to the toilet. That person looks really strange." The most honest-looking person among the three, Described the situation on Fang Zhao's side. He spoke very sincerely, without adding too much embellishment, but also emphasized the points that most easily touched the nerves of the security captain. For example, Fang Zhao stared at the performing arts hall as if observing, while Look at the side writing and drawing in that palm-sized paper notebook.

"You don't know the way he looks at the performing arts hall. It doesn't look like he's here to have fun. It's the kind of... hey, I can't tell. Anyway, that person is definitely not normal. I think you'd better go and find out After checking the details, even if nothing is found in the end, it can reassure the guests, right? You don’t know, people who pass by that private room think that person is weird.” Another person said with a look of lingering fear.

When the security captain heard this, his professional nerves tensed up. When they do this kind of work, when they hear any abnormal things, they think of the bad first, and then solve any factors that may cause safety problems in the store. Therefore, when he heard this, the first reaction in his mind was that someone was making plans for the store, and they were eyeing the performing arts hall with the most people, as if they were plotting something. If a terrorist attack is planned and arranged, a bomb explodes, etc., their store's reputation will be ruined! Even if he trusted the security equipment, he was still able to take precautions.

So, after listening to it, the security captain quickly took people to that private room.

Looking at the number of the private room, and then looking at the person sitting in it with a serious look, writing and drawing, as if thinking seriously about something, the security captain knew that he had found the right person. It doesn't look normal.

The security team in the store also wore uniforms similar to the standard uniforms of employees of large companies, so they would not give people a feeling of being overpowering and menacing.

The security captain led four people into the private room, but his face was still polite.

"Excuse me, sir. We are the security personnel of 'space'. The routine daily spot checks are also for the sake of the safety of the store. Please cooperate. I want to ask, what are you doing, sir?" the security captain asked.

"Listen to the song and take notes. Have a question?" Fang Zhao asked.

question? Big problem! Who the hell came here to listen to songs and take notes! are you crazy! ?

The smile on the security captain's face faded. But no matter what they think in their hearts, they still have to maintain a certain level of politeness before judging that the other party is a dangerous person. This is a high-end place, even if they are security personnel, they must pay attention to their attitude and have quality, this is called high-end! Not those shady guys with shirtless shirts and tattoos! Otherwise, they will be vicious from the beginning, and if they really offend people, they will lose face to their bosses.

"Excuse me, can I have a look at your notes? It's okay if it involves privacy. Please also show your relevant certificates, of course, preferably professional certificates." The security captain said.

Fang Zhao looked at the five people who came in, nodded and said, "Yes."

As he spoke, he handed over the notebook.

The security captain was surprised, he didn't expect the other party to hand over the notebook so easily. However, the inspection still has to be done carefully.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Although he is only in charge of security, he has a lot of experience in places like "space". Used by some professionals. He once saw a literary worker use it in the store. Several high-level executives in the store also like to put a high-end mini paper notebook in their pockets, and pin a custom-made antique pen on their chest, which is not used at all at ordinary times. , purely for pretending to beep.

However, the person in front of him is hard to tell. It may really be some literary and artistic workers whose nerves are different from ordinary people.

Therefore, when he took the notebook, the captain of the security team felt sincere in his heart, and the smile on his face was more appropriate. After opening the notebook and reading the records on it, the smile on his face became a little stiff and forced , the muscles of the two cheeks kept shaking.

A member of the security team following behind leaned over and took a look, and then looked at Fang Zhao as if he was looking at something strange.

What the hell is "sound planning through nonlinear thinking"?

What the hell is the "diversified fission of vocal music in the new century"? Can it still fission?

What is the "unconventional virtualized, liberalized, and stereoscopic sound field space"?

"The artistic expression of electronic music after virtualization, metamorphosis, combination, and regeneration..." Oh, this seems to be understandable, and I can understand the first four words. As for the "artistic expression" force, what is that force?

Not to mention the members of the security team behind him, the captain of the security team also felt a lot of pressure. After all, he graduated from a first-tier college, but now he feels that he is illiterate!

This, this... these are completely incomprehensible!

However, although I can't understand it, I know that what is written on it is some professional analysis.

Flip back again.

It should be a newly bought notebook, many of which are not written in the middle, but written on the last few pages, not words, but some incomprehensible symbols. Intermittently, write a few lines, leave two blank paragraphs, and then a few more lines. The characters in each line are of different lengths, like some kind of password.

"What are these?" The captain of the security team pointed to the last few pages in the notebook.

"Music score." Fang Zhao said.

"Music... music score?" The captain of the security team was in trouble. It is not easy to ask questions about music scores. This is private and involves copyright, but no one has confirmed whether it is really a music score. What about the code word? For professional reasons, he likes to think of the worst in everything. However, he will not continue to ask questions about privacy and copyright.

Returning the notebook to Fang Zhao, just as he wanted Fang Zhao to show his ID, Fang Zhao opened his bracelet and called up the professional ID information from his personal terminal.

Scanning the personal information above, the security captain's face changed several times quickly, and then he bowed slightly seriously, "I'm really sorry for disturbing you listening to the song, and I will give some small gifts later to express my apology, please continue. It is very suitable for listening to music here, and the interference is relatively small, I wish you a happy listening to music."

Fang Zhao nodded, and didn't mean to be angry, and said: "This place is indeed very suitable for listening to music. Just now, three people wanted to change places with me, but I didn't agree."

The security captain paused, then turned around and signaled his men to leave.

After leaving the box, members of the security team asked curiously, "Boss, what is the origin of that man?"

"Manager of Silver Wing Virtual Department, member of Yanzhou Music Association, special lecturer of Qi'an Conservatory of Music, special consultant of Flamingo..." After speaking, the security captain almost gritted his teeth. The flashing cold light made the players around him tremble.

"Find those three people just now, take them out and explain the rules of the store to them again! How dare you use me as a gunman!?" The security captain actually doesn't mind being used as a gunman, as long as the report is true. For the safety of the store, It's okay to be used. But who is the person being reported now? Distinguished Lecturer of Qi'an Conservatory of Music! Flamingo Distinguished Consultant! The two "special hires" made his eyes dizzy. The important thing is that the man is still so young.

Geniuses are always different from ordinary people. They are more neurotic and behave differently. This is also understandable.

Needless to say, Flamingo, the world's largest companies know how high the gold content of the word "special consultant" is, and normal people know it.

Qi'an Conservatory of Music? Their boss graduated from Qi'an Conservatory of Music!

The big boss's alma mater complex is heavy, and I don't know if Fang Zhao knows the big boss. If that person goes to their big boss to tell him, he, the security captain, might be kicked out, so he has to express it first. If the higher-ups check it out, he can explain it easily.

Fang Zhao was not interrupted by the sudden inspection. After the security personnel left, he continued to take notes. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the rhythm of the music in the store began to change. On the other side of the performing arts hall, the music that entered and jumped There are also more people.

"Eh? Brother? Brother Fang Zhao?"

"Impossible? How could Senior Brother Fang Zhao be in this kind of place...it really exists."

The two students stood in front of the private room in surprise, looked carefully, and confirmed that the person sitting there was Fang Zhao who had taught them during the day.

Both of them asked questions after Fang Zhao finished his class during the day. Fang Zhao had the impression that he was a sixth-year student. He was in the last year of the six-year program. Graduation was approaching and the pressure was high. It would be nice to go out to play and relax at night. can understand.

"Brother, are you alone? What are you writing?" a student asked.

"Listen to the song, write some insights and analysis." Fang Zhao said.

"You are really... a role model for me."

Not in a music appreciation class, but in a noisy nightclub to write a sentiment analysis. What kind of person can do this?

This awareness...high! It's really high!

Originally, I planned to distribute it in two chapters, and it was a bit perfunctory, so I decided to distribute it in one chapter. Not counting yesterday's update, just tonight's update. Because I have something to do during the day, I have to get up early tomorrow, so I won’t make it up today, and I’ll make it up someday when I’m free. Apologize to everyone.