Give the Terrans a little shock

Chapter 84: Ambitious Youth in Liberi

In the end, Chen Huijie lost the qualification to sing her own EP because she could not stably sing with the feeling of an electronic human voice.

Looking through the glass at Teacher Zong Li singing seriously in the recording studio and fully performing what he had taught her, Chen Huijie, who felt a little lost, suddenly felt a broad and strong hand holding her shoulders.

Just when she was trying to break free subconsciously, a familiar Eastern accent came over.

"What's going on? Lao Chen, why are you watching here?"

"I can't sing, there's nothing I can do. How did you get here?"

Old Chen turned to look at the broad-minded ghost woman and shook his head helplessly. It was her own fault.

"I received a notice from the God of Music. I came here to be the model for your EP portrait with you, and I'll keep an eye on your situation. Hannah will take us there after the recording of this song is finished. Xi Lao is already waiting."

“Thank you.

But if you come, what about the Guard Bureau? I see Shi Huaiya seems to be here too?"

"Laojiu is watching, but I didn't expect Shi Huaiya to be here. She just asked for leave and didn't say what she was going to do. I thought something happened at home."

"It seems like she wanted to give us a surprise. I guess she didn't expect that I would see her."

"Then we can look forward to seeing Commander Shi Huaiya being shocked by us." After Xingxiong said this, he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the shocked look on Little Tiger's face.

"But why didn't I see Shi Huaiya coming to the recording studio when I came here?"

"I don't know. I've been here the whole time and haven't been out. Maybe she has finished recording or is in another studio?"

"That's impossible. I still want to eavesdrop on what Shi Huaiya's EP is about."

Just as Xingxiong and Chen Huijie were chatting, the door of the recording studio suddenly opened, and Zong Li walked out with a relaxed expression.

He first took a curious look at the tall, busty ghost girl who had come over at some point, then quickly looked away. Souga was more concerned about the finished product of his work.

After calling up the finished product in the monitoring room, Zong Li put on his special four-channel headphones and handed Chen Huijie two universal headphones, motioning them to put them on.

Xingxiong was very happy. He didn't expect that he could listen to Chen Huijie's EP in advance. He wondered how it would compare with her "Sake House Club". (Refer to what was written by Shuten Douji in Japan. Xingxiong and Chen Huijie shared daydaydream)

She put on her headphones happily, then signaled to Sokasa that it was time to start playing.

Seeing this, Zong Li also pressed the play button, which symbolized the first appearance of Tianjing's old punk music on the Terra continent.

Then Xingxiong was stunned.

This state of shock lasted for several hours, until Hannah, who was already used to it, took their hands and went to the art room. She let Xi, who had been waiting for a long time, pose freely and draw them all. She only reacted after she had sorted out the manuscript and left for a long time.

At this time, Shi Huaiya had finished the things at hand, and asked with anticipation what the name of her UP card pool was, but the conservative Morgan told her to keep it a secret. The trouble-making Dagda told her that he would give her a big surprise when the time comes.

Poor Shi Huaiya hasn't realized that she has only recorded two combat skills, agreed on one talent, and hasn't even figured out what the corresponding EP symbolizes.

She had been blinded by the news that she could go down in the history of the game and even thought that her talent could play a big role.

......

In a moving city in Colombia.

Bai Yu, an aspiring young man from Liberi who came here for his dream of nuclear music, was once again rejected by the HR of a music company.

"We really appreciate your songwriting, but we really cannot agree with your concept of nuclear metal. Please understand this. If you are willing to compose music and write lyrics for our company, then this contract will definitely satisfy you."

"Is there really no way to invest resources in nuclear noise?"

"I'm sorry, but after evaluation, we believe that this singing style is too harmful to the throat. We really can't take the risk of investing in a singing style with unknown returns but great risks to the singer's career."

"Well, thank you for your company's appreciation of me."

Bai Yu was a little disappointed, but he still thanked the interviewing company very sincerely. After all, during the interview, the other party also provided a lot of suggestions on his singing style and works.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Bai Yu came out of the interview company. Due to his part-time job as an accountant, he could only go to the interview with the music company after dinner after work every afternoon.

Fortunately, most of the people in the music company are night owls and only come to work at three or four in the afternoon. After working all night, you will hardly see anyone in the morning. This also gives Bai Yu a lot of opportunities, instead of having to ask for leave for interviews.

When Bai Yu packed up his things, pushed open the door and prepared to go out, he noticed a luxurious land vehicle.

Because his eyes were all on the land vehicle, Bai Yu didn't look at the road until his leg suddenly hit something and almost tripped him to the ground. The file bag containing his recorded record in his hand accidentally fell to the ground.

"Hey! Boy Hound Eagle! Watch your step!" The emperor who was hit said dissatisfiedly to Bai Yu who almost fell flat on his face.

Because his center of gravity was too low and his weight was much higher than that of his peers, he was not shaken by the impact of the young man.

Bai Yu apologized repeatedly, packed up all his records in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and ran away from this embarrassing place overnight.

The emperor watched him go away helplessly. Did he look so scary? He packed up his things and ran away without even daring to look at him.

Then he noticed a record lying quietly on the ground, which might have not been discovered because it was too dark.

The emperor, who always cherished musical works, picked up the record with his fin, took off his sunglasses and looked at the record carefully. Because it fell to the ground, the edges of the record were scratched, which made the emperor feel distressed.

"Put this record away first. The young man named Hippogriff seems to be from the Siren Company. Ask them later and return the record to him when the time comes."

By the time Bai Yu ran back to his rented place, it was already dark, but he did not turn on the lights, because he had a Sakota friend at home who was almost living a life of idleness and waiting to die, and his only function was probably to provide lighting.

Hearing the sound of the door closing as Bai Yu came back, Yuan Yimeng climbed up from the sofa wearing a blindfold, and the halo on his head illuminated the entire room.

"You look so dejected. Did the interview go wrong again?"

"Oh, don't mention it. I'm so unlucky today." Bai Yu took out all the records in his file bag and examined them carefully under the illumination of the halo of his Sarkaz friend. He was afraid that the records would be damaged because of the fall just now.

For him, a man who worked part-time and created works at Columbia, it cost him a lot of money to make these records.

Then he put his hands on his head and screamed, because he found that one of his records was missing, and it was the one that recorded his most satisfying work.

This was more painful to him than killing him.

Chapter 85 Guess Who We Brought Back to You

At the entrance of Siren Company, Bai Yu, who was holding Yuan Yimeng's hand to help with lighting, searched along the way. Fearing that the item had been dropped on the way home, he searched very carefully along the way, even turning over the trash cans. His friend Sakta wanted to say that he didn't actually know the other person.

"You've come all the way here, but you still can't find your lost record. Could it have been picked up by someone else?"

"Don't do that. You might never find it again."

"Can't you just make a new one? You're here anyway. As long as the song is in your mind and the copyright is registered with the Yinjiao Office, others can't use your record even if they take it away."

Yuan Yimeng still didn't quite understand. In his opinion, the record was lost, but the real treasure was right in front of him.

"Old Yuan, we've known each other for so long, don't you understand? Sometimes it feels like some music pieces only come out once, and you may never be able to sing them again.

In order to record "Pyrite" well, I adjusted it dozens of times and invested two months' accountant's salary in it. "

"No wonder you kept calling us godfather for the past two months. You didn't tell me what was wrong when I asked you." Yuan Yimeng suddenly realized something and hit the palm of his left hand with his right hand.

They all came all the way from Yan Country to Columbia, an advanced, open and inclusive place, for their musical dreams. Yan Country places more emphasis on traditional music, and there is almost no soil for the growth of genres such as nuclear metal.

Zhang Jing, who was in charge of the bass, was currently performing with his distant cousin to earn a living. He remembered that cousin's name seemed to be Hongdou? Anyway, she was a Sarkaz from the Goliath tribe like him.

The Wang Xingyu he picked up from the music store is still working as a drum teacher in the music store. Even he is teaching guitar to several Columbia students.

Only Bai Yu took a new path. It was outrageous for a lead singer and composer to become an accountant. He was really different.

"If that doesn't work, go find their people. I saw a surveillance camera at the entrance of the company, which should be able to capture what happened at the time."

"Will that have some influence on the other party?"

"Which is more important, your record or your face? That's a record worth two months' salary."

Just when Bai Yu and Yuan Yimeng were hesitating at the door of Siren Company whether to trouble them to call up the surveillance video.

"Just two months' salary? No! To me, it's priceless! Griffin boy!"

The door of Siren Company was suddenly pushed open, and a penguin wearing sunglasses and arrogant clothes walked out, holding up a record that had been gently washed with clean water and wiped with a clean and soft cloth until it looked brand new.

The two people who recognized who the penguin in front of them was opened their mouths subconsciously, and Yuan Yimeng even covered her face with her hands and screamed.

"Great, great, great, great emperor!!!! I am your fan!"

In Terra, almost everyone who plays music knows a pioneer who has always been at the forefront of music trends, a great music emperor, the great emperor.

If we say that the emergence of Yinjiao opened up a golden age of music and ensured the copyright and rights of every musician, then the Emperor was the founder of music. Almost every new style was actively led by the Emperor.

"That's right! I am the omnipotent emperor who always leads the trend!"

Under the flattery of Yuan Yimeng's perfect expression, the emperor, who always liked to hear these things, complacently raised his head at an angle of 45 degrees, raised his sunglasses with his left fin, and looked complacent.

But after being shocked, Bai Yu felt that his music career might be over, because the person he bumped into when he just came out of Siren Company seemed to be the Emperor. He was even thinking about whether he could listen to some new music in his spare time after he seriously devoted himself to his accounting job.

Just when he was thinking about where he should sit in the audience to support the performance of the band formed by Yuan Yimeng and others in the future, he noticed that the Emperor was walking towards him with a record in his hand.

The emperor walked up to Bai Yu, stretched out his right fin from the middle of the record to hold it, and reached into his clothes with his left fin to search.

Just when Bai Yu thought that the emperor was going to pull out a gun and kill him, the other party just took out a box specially used for storing records from his clothes.

The emperor put Bai Yu's record in it, covered it carefully, and then held up the box and said to Bai Yu:

“Griffin Boy, I’ve listened to your record and the sound quality is not damaged.

It is best not to leave out a record, especially one's own work, in other places again."

Bai Yu took the box somewhat flattered. He had considered buying this box to store his works, but due to limited financial resources he could only put them in a file bag.

Just when he was about to bend down to thank the other party, the emperor's light words stunned him.

"If you don't mind, could you take me to your house? I'd really like to learn how you create your works."

Yuan Yimeng was so surprised that he held Bai Yu's shoulders and shook them constantly. He even wanted to hold his best friend's head and nod a few times. It was really cool that his idol came to his home and sat down with them to discuss artistic creation.

The emperor waited for a while but got no reply. He raised his sunglasses and looked at it with wide eyes in confusion.

"What? Isn't it possible?"

Yuan Yimeng was almost going crazy. He wished that the person who was invited was himself and was so anxious that he was about to jump up and down.

Bai Yu finally came back to his senses from his confusion and quickly bowed several times as a gesture of invitation.

So when Wang Xingyu happily took the pack animal leg home, he actually got a huge surprise.

"Dang, dang, dang! Brothers! Look what I brought back. Today the owner of the music store was kind enough to give you a little extra salary, so I brought you some goodies."

Just as a Rupert boy pushed open the door and cheered, holding something high up and looking at everyone, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His two good brothers were sitting on the sofa looking at him like a fool. Next to them was a penguin wearing fashionable clothes and sunglasses.

There are guests coming, Wang Xingyu thought, and then he suddenly discovered something.

and many more? !

A penguin?! Look familiar? He, who is a bit shortsighted, chose to take out glasses from his backpack and put them on.

After seeing clearly who the other person was, Wang Xingyu was so scared that his glasses fell off on the spot, his tail straightened up, and his airplane ears showed.

So this meeting became one in which the emperor leisurely ate the leg of the pack animal, while Bai Yu earnestly shared his creative ideas, Yuan Yimeng sat in the middle and served tea to the few people, and Wang Xingyu sat on Bai Yu's left in silence, not even daring to raise his head to look at the person sitting opposite him.

Although he looks passionate when playing drums, he is actually a shy boy who doesn't like to smile in real life.

Otherwise, Yuan Yimeng wouldn't have jokingly said that he was two completely different people when he took off his glasses.

Chapter 86 Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind

In the end, the emperor ate the pack animal leg contentedly and left, leaving Rupert crying alone. It was obvious that it was a rare opportunity for them to eat pack animal legs in a place like Colombia.

Ahhhh! The pack animal leg! His beloved pack animal leg! He had been looking forward to it for a long time, and he had finally bought it with great difficulty.

After all, making music is really expensive, especially for a nuclear metal band like them who are just starting out.

It's difficult without an audience, a market, or investment.

Just as Lupo the Kid was still reminiscing about the lost beast of burden's leg, there was a sudden knock on the door of their residence.

Three people:?

In their place, apart from their own people and the landlord, there was only one emperor who had come here on his own initiative.

So the question is, apart from the bassist who was performing with his cousin and couldn't come back for a while, and the three people who were already at the residence, who could be the person knocking on the door? It couldn't be the landlord coming to collect the rent, right?

That's impossible. After all, they are poor, but they don't owe rent. It's hard to find a house that can accommodate four people and is soundproof.

Then after eliminating all impossibilities, there is only one truth.

“Emperor!!!” Yuan Yimeng stood up immediately and ran over to open the door. Wang Xingyu opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.