"You... know me?" Zhou Yang stared in disbelief.

"Mr. Bunter has been chatting about you these days and recommended me to watch your movies..." John Williams smiled as if he had thought of something.

James Bond has indeed been talking about Zhou Yang a lot recently.

He said that this young Chinese director surprised him. Not only was his conversation with him very inspiring, but he also indirectly solved some camera problems that had troubled him for many years.

Zhou Yang didn't know what to say for a while.

And John Williams lowered his head and continued to look at the notes on the notebook.

His expression remained calm, but his heart became excited.

He is acutely aware...

The notebook I hold in my hand is very likely to be the most important classic in the music industry in the future.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, this is really a terrible place. Can we go to a quieter place and have a good chat?"

The noise outside the house made John Williams' mood rise again, and he became extremely irritable. He handed the notebook back to Zhou Yang, and then asked seriously.

……………………

"Ah? You... plan to have a good chat about music with Zhou Yang?"

"Another day?"

"this……"

This world is quite magical sometimes.

The magic made Cao Bangguo unable to recover from the shock for a while.

He saw Zhou Yang and John Williams walking out of the piano room, and then got into a car and left under the protection of a group of people.

Then……

His phone rang.
Chapter completed!