You call Final Destination a safety education film?

the next day.

Yanling Entertainment Longmen Branch.

The professional piano recording studio is located at the deepest part of the building, separated from the vocal recording studio by three layers of soundproof walls. It is a top-notch venue that the company rarely uses.

It is generally only made available when a national treasure-level pianist records a soundtrack.

Lin Ye arrived here excitedly, ready to show off his skills.

As Afei, the manager of the recording studio, looked at the young man in front of him, he recalled Sister Jiang's words.

"My son suddenly wants to record a song, could you please help look after him tomorrow? Just tell me how much the recording studio cost."

Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry.

"Go in now," Afei sighed. "The studio hours are calculated by the minute, so hurry up and don't mess around."

Ah Fei has been in this industry for twenty years and has seen many newcomers who are all talk and no action. If it weren't for Sister Jiang's intervention, he would never have arranged this top-notch studio.

The moment Lin Ye pushed open the door, he felt as if all the noise had been shut out.

The recording studio was utterly silent.

The walls were covered with wedge-shaped sound-absorbing cotton, and in the center of the recording studio stood a jet-black piano with its lid up, the keys gleaming warmly in the soft yellow light.

As for the microphones set up, their angles seemed quite deliberate, but Lin Ye didn't really understand them.

Lin Ye's only impression was that the recording studio was very professional.

Outside the glass window of the control room next door, a number of people were whispering. They had heard that Sister Jiang's son was coming to record a piano piece, so they all came to join in the fun.

Standing in the very center is Huang Kun from the head office's production department.

He looked young, but his sharp eyes and powerful aura made people around him instinctively keep their distance.

From the perspective of everyone in the control room, Lin Ye walked somewhat awkwardly to the piano, sat down, and then nervously closed his eyes.

"Oh……"

Laughter erupted from the control room.

"We can begin."

Afei said something casually into the microphone, then lowered his head to adjust the equipment, having no expectations whatsoever for Lin Ye's performance.

Lin Ye's mind stirred.

"System, begin reproducing the Goldberg Variations."

"[Legendary Musician] Ability Temporarily Activated"

The moment Lin Ye opened his eyes, the world felt exceptionally clear.

He didn't recognize the expensive and high-end piano in front of him, but his hands lingered on the keys as if they were old friends reunited.

Just as Afei was about to look up and urge him on, he suddenly noticed that the clueless young man in the recording studio had suddenly changed.

The person is still the same person.

But their energy and spirit are completely different.

Lin Ye sat there, his expression solemn.

In a daze, Afei actually saw the shadow of those national treasure-level pianists in him.

With a flick of the fingertips, the music flowed forth.

Actually, many people in the control room don't understand classical music; they just think the piece sounds pleasant.

The first few sounds were light and gentle, like water droplets, one after another, which made people unconsciously quiet down.

As I listened, I noticed that the melody kept going around in circles. Just when it seemed like it was about to end, it would circle back to the original place and then go through it again in a different way.

I can't quite put my finger on what's so appealing about it, but I just don't want to leave.

Just like those beautiful memories of the past, the recollections may have become blurred, but recalling them still brings a sense of peace.

Huang Kun, from the production department at headquarters, subconsciously glanced towards a corner of the control room.

In that corner stood a quiet, pretty young girl, her eyes closed as she listened to a piano piece.

She had a smile on her lips.

Huang Kun's face darkened.

At the control panel, Afei stared intently at the sound track on the screen, his expression gradually turning astonished.

He leaned closer to the monitoring headphones in disbelief, turned the volume up slightly, and every detail in the piano music became crystal clear—

There wasn't a single wrong note, not a single extraneous sound.

Even the slightest vibrations of the hammer striking the strings were recorded clearly and cleanly.

This kind of ultimate control over timbre, rhythm, and emotion was something Afei had only ever seen in Master Xu Mo, who had immersed himself in the art of piano for over thirty years and whose skills were consummate.

"The younger generation is truly formidable..."

Ah Fei sighed.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl in the corner let out a soft sigh.

She recognized the rhythm; it was a repetition of the opening aria.

Everything will come to an end.

A few minutes later, the music stopped.

"The [Legendary Musician] ability has ended."

Lin Ye stood up and saw everyone in the control room applauding him.

Although he couldn't hear applause, Lin Ye still nodded in response.

……

"Your performance of the Goldberg Variations was excellent. I can waive your recording fee for today," Huang Kun from the head office's production department said to Lin Ye with a smile. "But if you want to sell it, I can't approve it for you."

Lin Ye felt a chill in his heart.

"Your work has no selling points." Huang Kun stood up, looking down into Lin Ye's eyes. "It's too long, lacks any exciting moments, and is essentially niche."

"The lack of a climax is the most fatal flaw."

"Today's audiences are very demanding; their ears can only hold your attention for ten seconds. If there's no surprise, you simply won't attract their attention."

"In this fast-paced era, the absence of a sensational element means the absence of commercial value."

"..."

"Thank you very much for your performance today. I look forward to having the opportunity to work with you in the future."

……

Lin Ye was somewhat dazed.

He sat by the flower bed outside Yanling Entertainment, lost in thought.

"Do you feel disappointed?"

Jiang Qiong's voice rang out behind him. Lin Ye turned around and saw that it was indeed her.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

"The receptionist said there was a young man sitting listlessly on the flower bed next to the company. I knew it was you as soon as I heard that, so I came to check it out."

Jiang Qiong walked to Lin Ye's side and sat down with him by the flower bed.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised," Jiang Qiong said softly. "I listened to part of your piano piece, and Afei, the person in charge of the recording studio, told me that your piano skills are quite impressive."

"He almost never praises people; in my memory, you are the first young person to be praised."

Lin Ye smiled bitterly.

Seeing that Lin Ye still didn't understand, Jiang Qiong said calmly, "I wonder why you can't sell your music even though you play it so well?"

Lin Ye nodded, then looked at Jiang Qiong.

"It's very simple, music is never just music." Jiang Qiong looked up at the sky. "In some ways, packaging is even more important than the music itself."

Lin Ye followed her gaze and looked up.

The towering office buildings are sharply angled, and the sky here is fragmented and broken.

Lin Ye seemed to be deep in thought.

a long time.

Jiang Qiong got up to leave, and before leaving, she asked with some curiosity:

"That variation is the music for your graduation project, right?"

"Yes, the opening aria will be used."

"That should be a heartwarming and comforting food documentary, right?"

Lin Ye remained silent, then replied with difficulty:

"...It is indeed a bittersweet story."