A few days passed in a flash, and the closer to the exam, the more nervous Liu Pian's mood became.

Liu Liar is indeed a heartless optimist, but in the face of such a major life event, it is inevitable that there will be a trace of waves in his heart. If it is said that the college entrance examination is the goal of other students for 18 years, then this provincial examination is a turning point in Liu Pian's learning career.

This kind of thing that can greatly affect the future life cannot be ignored by Liu Pian.

So, Liu Pian took the initiative to ask the soldier for leave. This time, he didn't fool around, but honestly explained his situation clearly, and applied for a temporary cancellation of his evening self-study time so that he could practice vocal music.

Although the soldier's hair fell into the Mediterranean, his conscience did not sink with it. As a homeroom teacher who taught Liu Pian in high school for three years, he understood that Liu Pian, a stinky boy, was indeed not interested in cultural subjects, especially science. It's Chinese and English, and the learning is okay, and the composition of the two subjects, Liu Pian's is the highlight.

This time the art provincial exam, the soldier also knows what it means. In the eyes of art candidates, the weight is much higher than the college entrance examination. Moreover, he also saw the scene of Liu Pian's recent efforts to study cultural subjects. In the end, the soldier didn't let Liu Pian write the fake note, and directly waved his hand to let him practice vocal music.

"Go ahead, you don't have to study at night this week, practice your vocal music well, and then take the exam well, don't let me down, and don't let your parents down. And then..."

"Good luck in your exams!"

Liu Pian pursed her lips tightly, clenched her fist, raised her arm, sank down hard, and said firmly: "Yes, sir!

The soldier's face darkened, and he hurriedly waved his hand to let Liu Pian get out: "Let's go, there is one more point, don't call me sir, I am not your English teacher." ”

He knew that the widely spread nickname "soldier" was given by Liu Pian, a stinky boy. The word sir, in foreign armies, usually appears in the communication of superiors and subordinates. Every time he heard this, the soldier thought of his broken nickname.

"Yes, sir!" After speaking, Liu Pian hurriedly flashed.

The "....." soldier's face darkened even more, this stinky boy definitely did it on purpose.

But seeing that Liu Pian had slipped out of the office, he could only hum angrily.

"Stinky boy, you'd better pass the provincial exam, otherwise you will fall into my hands again, not to mention that the evening self-study can't be canceled, I won't let you have a weekend vacation!"

.......

Until Friday, these few nights, Liu Pian spent time in Jiangmei. He still understands the temporary cramming, not to mention that he likes to sing.

This night, Liu Cheng also made the accompaniment and sample of "What If". As soon as the two of them combined, they simply recorded "What If" directly.

However, when Liu Pian listened to Liu Cheng's accompaniment, he felt that something was wrong, although the two were very similar, but he felt that it was not as good as the system.

The first two times she recorded, Liu Pian had a little bit of this feeling, but this time it was the most intense.

I couldn't figure it out, Liu Pian simply asked the system, "System, the accompaniment made by Mr. Liu, how do I feel a little strange...."

[Because the system is produced, it must be a high-quality product!]

"Speak human words. ”

[The accompaniment I give you is the accompaniment recorded by real instruments. Your teacher made it with simulation software, so naturally it can't compare to the real thing. 】

"I see, but is a real instrument better than analog software?"

[It depends on the situation, there are some strange sound effects, the instrument cannot be played, and it can only be synthesized by software.] In general, each has its own advantages, and now the simulation software is becoming more and more realistic, and it is already possible to confuse the real with the real. 】

"Understood!" Liu Pian snapped his fingers.

But even if he understood, Liu Pian didn't have any way to do any real instrument accompaniment. Besides, I'm the only one who has listened to the original, and no one else has heard it, so I'm worried about a hammer?

After the recording, Liu Cheng had to start post-mixing, striving to finish it before the exam.

"I'm going to confirm the candidates' information and the exam room tomorrow, you know?" asked Liu Cheng.

"Well, I took a look, it seems that I am going to take the exam at Southwest University, this is not an art university, right?"

"Southwest University? It's okay, some of the test centers are still in people's high schools, and the environment is even worse. ”

"In this case, then I'll go to explore the road tomorrow and familiarize myself with the examination room. ”

"Well, I'll try to get you the mix right by tomorrow night, and you can use it directly for the exam when the time comes. ”

Afterwards, the two soldiers split up and continued their work. In the past few days, Liu Pian has been practicing songs hard in addition to contacting the vocal sight-singing accident of the exam.

Especially the song Lying!

Every time she practiced, Liu Pian asked the system to maximize the emotional stimulation, and then experienced the desperate feelings.

The song "What If" is indeed desperate, and even the title of the song is desperate. Because everything is based on "what ifs back in time", and yet that can never happen.

For a few days in a row, Liu Pian spent time in this kind of emotion, and the whole person was depressed a lot, if it wasn't for his optimism, he was afraid that he would be mentally ill.

Even the system couldn't look at it, and directly rejected Liu Pian's request to minimize the stimulation. Small amplitude stimulation will not affect the nerves, and long-term large stimulation will leave sequelae. The system knows where this degree is, and it knows how to control it.

So once it touches the tipping point, it weakens the stimulus.

It doesn't want its host to be stimulated into a psychopath, or an idiot moaning without illness.

But on the other hand, the results achieved in such a "stimulating" training are still very impressive. Now Liu Pian sings "What If", and the emotions integrated into it are no less than the original singer, or even more!

Even when recording the song, Liu Pian's cry from the soul scared Liu Cheng for a long time, and the headphones were almost scared off.

This Nima?

How much does this stinky boy miss his ex-girlfriend, and why does he sing so painfully?

Young people nowadays, the emotional world is too complicated.

Liu Pian didn't know what Liu Cheng was complaining about, he only knew that he was stimulated by the system and remembered a lot of things, since he was a child... to the large.

If you go back in time, Xiao Hei wants to buy lottery tickets and make money, so which time do you want to go back to?

Some aunts, uncles and aunts want to go back to the age of eighteen, but now is the best time for them to be eighteen!

Back to the fart!

"Don't ask about the past life, don't ask for the next life!"

"Only for this life!"

Liu Pian stood in front of the windowsill, facing the dark night sky, shouting in his heart.