Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?-Chapter 901 - 368: He Plucked Her Heartstrings!

At this moment, Ye Jinyan was completely and wholeheartedly surprised by Zhang Jingdong's divine-level performance!

In that instant, she realized that despite Zhang Jingdong's numerous flaws, his strengths completely overshadowed them.

In terms of talent and skill, no man she'd met before seemed to compare to him.

Ye Jinyan, who entered a major company in her twenties and had the prestigious name of the Ye family, had encountered many outstanding men over the years.

Yet none could lead major projects with their own abilities while privately capturing stunning photos and delivering such divine performances like Zhang Jingdong did.

Moreover, most of those men were notorious for being unfaithful.

So...

Ye Jinyan suddenly realized that Zhang Jingdong was possibly the closest to perfect man she had ever met!

"Congratulations to the host for gaining 10 points of goodwill from the target person, earning a reward of 100,000 RMB!"

Zhang Jingdong's heart skipped a beat, and after playing "Thousand Years of Wind and Elegance," he continued with "Original Scenery of Hometown," "With You," and "Big Fish & Begonia."

During this process, not only Ye Jinyan and her friends were thoroughly captivated by his flute playing, but even the people on nearby boats were mesmerized.

Even the boatmen on several boats were charmed by his flute music.

At one point, some boatmen were so engrossed that they forgot to row, leaving the boats drifting freely on the lake's surface.

In that moment, many Tang poems about West Lake seemed to come alive!

Soon after finishing the final lingering high note of "Big Fish & Begonia," Zhang Jingdong slowly stopped his performance.

There was a moment of silence, followed quickly by a burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Ye Jinyan couldn't help but ask, "Is your instrument a clay flute?"

Zhang Jingdong nodded: "That's right."

"I could recognize Suzuki Jiro's 'With You' and 'Original Scenery of Hometown,' but I have no impression of the other two songs. What are they called?"

Zhang Jingdong answered truthfully, "The first piece is called 'Thousand Years of Wind and Elegance,' and the last one is 'Big Fish & Begonia.'

"'Thousand Years of Wind and Elegance'... 'Big Fish & Begonia'..." Ye Jinyan looked surprised: "I don't think I've ever heard these pieces before. Whose compositions are they?"

Zhang Jingdong played these two pieces precisely waiting for this question from her and replied nonchalantly, "I wrote them."

"Wh... What!?" Ye Jinyan was suddenly stunned: "This... you... really? But this... you actually compose too?"

Zhang Jingdong sidestepped her question, "What do you think of my flute playing skills?"

Besides loving ancient costumes, Ye Jinyan also liked many other aspects of Huaxia's ancient style, which naturally included ancient music.

Though she hadn't learned to play, much like ancient paintings, she had heard many high-level live performances and had a decent appreciation for them.

She was just more intrigued by the two new pieces rather than immediately praising his performance skills.

Now, with Zhang Jingdong asking directly, even though she saw the pride in his eyes, she still said, "Though I don't want to compliment you, I have to admit your clay flute skills are extremely high; at least no one in the country can match you."

"So I'm curious, with which teacher did you learn the clay flute?"

Zhang Jingdong answered truthfully again, "I didn't have a teacher, I'm self-taught."

"What!?" Ye Jinyan was once again taken aback: "How is that possible? Your boasting is a bit too much!"

"Believe it or not, it's the truth."

But to prevent her from overthinking, he added, "I remember it was around the early '90s when I heard a clay flute version of 'Original Scenery of Hometown' on TV and immediately fell in love with it, so I started practicing by myself."

"I practiced intermittently for about six or seven years, felt about right, and then started composing. Without exaggerating, those two pieces were just among a hundred I've written, and I haven't even shown my best ones yet."

At this point, Zhang Jingdong thought of something and continued, "Since you know Suzuki Jiro, you should have heard about his experiences too. Initially, he only studied with Huang Shanjiu for three years and then practiced diligently on his own, eventually becoming a master of the clay flute."

"If a Japanese can do it, why can't I, a native who carries 5000 years of Huaxia heritage?"

"Lastly, to master a wind instrument like this, the most crucial things are diligent practice and cultivating one's mind. Once the technique and mindset align, composing good music is a natural result."

Ye Jinyan, still finding it amazing, began choosing to believe Zhang Jingdong.

Firstly, Zhang Jingdong's clay flute skills were so high that even if he had a teacher, they most likely only got him started.

Secondly, she was sure those two tunes were his compositions as she'd never heard them, and she had considerable confidence in the breadth of music she'd listened to. If it were by someone else, she couldn't possibly have missed them.

So, she smiled admittedly, "Okay, I believe you! I didn't expect you to have such surprising talents besides doing business, and at such a high level!"

"I'm really curious how you achieve all this?"

Zhang Jingdong took the opportunity to openly gaze at her pretty face, "It's actually simple, just two words... interest."

"I don't know about others, but whenever I've been interested in something from childhood to now, I go all-out in focusing and studying it, and I always end up with unexpected results."

Ye Jinyan nodded thoughtfully, "Maybe such focus is a rare talent in itself."

At this moment, Zhang Jingdong suddenly said, "Miss Ye, with you complimenting me so directly repeatedly, I'm starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. You didn't develop a crush on me, did you?"

Clearly, Ye Jinyan didn't expect Zhang Jingdong to say such a thing suddenly, making her face flush instantly, "I... I did not... you're talking nonsense!"

Looking at her slightly flustered yet exceptionally charming face, Zhang Jingdong burst into laughter, feeling a surge of heat rising within him.