Chapter 17 Consumption of Deceased Streamers
"Just sing it here, right?" Ximen Qing looked at the equipment that was a bit like a microphone.
To be honest, Xiao Liang has a lot of professional equipment here, and she can't pay the rent, 30% of the reason is them.
Xiao Liang nodded, and Ximen Qing spoke.
"I heard that Snow White is on the run
Little Red Riding Hood is worried about the Big Bad Wolf
I heard that the Mad Hat likes Alice
The ugly duckling will turn into a white swan
……”
The song she sings is called "Fairy Tale Town", and the fairy tales quoted in the lyrics are basically from "Grimm's Fairy Tales" 200 years ago, so the two worlds are connected.
In another world, this song was written by Zhujun, composed by Dark Bar, and originally sung by Dark Bar.
The song is a good song, very good, but it really became popular because of a cover by a female anchor, and most of the popular versions on the Internet were female versions. Although I heard that the female anchor was "passed away" later, it has nothing to do with this song.
What Simon thinks is that her voice is so good, and her singing skills are not bad, and the effect of singing should be no worse than that one.
What if it catches fire?
“……
Let all be a long, long time ago
All came to a happy ending
of the moment
It's strange again
Ah~~ah~~ah~~~
Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~"
A song sings quickly, in a few minutes. Ximen Qing is now a zombie, and he has a strong control over his breath and voice, and there is almost no mistake in singing a song.
When she finished singing and was about to ask Xiao Liang if she had finished recording, she suddenly found that Xiao Lori was looking at her with bright eyes, her expression full of adoration.
"What are you doing? You okay? ”
Xiao Qian shook his head and continued to look at her: "It's so good." ”
"You think it's nice to sing a cappella," Simon smiled and pinched her face, "Isn't it heaven to accompany music?" ”
The little girl nodded immediately.
As a result, Simon spread his hands: "It's a pity that I can't make music, I can only sing a cappella song." ”
Xiao Liang was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to remember something, and said excitedly to Simon: "I know a person, she can make music." ”
"Do you want money?"
The little girl thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"Then please." Ximen was overjoyed, not to mention the later stage of picking up a white one, and also came with a free arrangement, this wave was simply bloody, she picked up the little girl is a rub, so that the little girl also enjoyed a facial cleanser.
After rubbing, Ximen Qing said to Xiao Liang again: "By the way, will you be a virtual character?" Can live facial motion capture be done? ”
The little girl thought for a moment, then nodded.
"That's great, I'm going to make that ......"
Ximen Qing has no plans to appear in real people, but wants to engage in an artificial intellectual disability like "Tripping Love", phew, artificial intelligence.
It's something like Facerig that feeds back real facial expressions back into virtual characters.
At that time, it will be a good gimmick to call yourself AI.
After listening to all her requests, Xiao Liang said that he could do it, which made Simon Qing, who was just holding the idea of giving it a try, overjoyed.
"You're so good, why can't you make money?"
"I, like a pigeon killer, I don't make money from this." Xiao Liang is a very principled killer, although he has never killed anyone so far.
Ximen smiled and touched her head: "That's okay, I'll help you pay the rent when you make money another day." ”
"Oh-" The little girl immediately showed a happy expression, and the tail behind him was also revealed, and he began to sway from side to side.
She didn't need her for the virtual character, and Ximen Qing, who finished recording, simply went back to the room to play the game.
And the little girl opened the communication software and contacted a friend with the ID "Shi'er".
"In? I have a song, can you make it up for me? [Annex]"
"No problem boss, guarantee to complete the task boss!"
"Don't call me boss, I'm a killer, not a black club."
"I understand the boss, don't call the boss."
……
The next day, Qin Yuyao went downstairs to get ready to go to work, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Song Yunwu's sketch that was thrown on the table.
She thought about it for a moment and took the sketch with her.
She didn't mean to help Song Yunwu contribute, but she now works in the editorial department of a large company, where there are many experienced editors. What she wanted was to find an opportunity to show the manuscript to a well-spoken editor, learn from it, and come back to tell Song Yunwu the editor's opinion.
Although she got some preferential treatment because she was a beauty, she herself was not lazy because of this, but took the initiative to find a job, so she also won the love of many seniors.
The atmosphere in the editorial office seemed to be a little wrong today, Qin Yuyao helped print a bunch of documents, and when she arrived in the office, she heard an editor shouting there: "Knock on it!" Hear no! Knock on it! I told the labor and management to give the manuscript in 3 days, but it turned out that it was 3 days after 3 days, and 3 days after 3 days, and it was almost a month! Tell me honestly, did you go clubbing? Believe it or not, labor and management will go to your house and lock you up now, and if you don't paint, you won't be fed! ”
She shook her hand, and then heard a female editor next to her say to the phone there: "Mmmm, the UNG team lost and was in a bad mood, and then wanted to go out for a walk, and accidentally forgot the time...... So that's why you're delaying? I'm telling you, if you don't get your manuscript by the deadline, believe it or not, I'll publish your address and make sure you'll get a bunch of blades every day. ”
【Good...... It's so imposing. She had not been working here for a long time, and this was the first time she had encountered a deadline approaching. The entire editorial office seems to have turned into a battlefield, everyone is busy with dogs, and even the single dogs who usually like to peek at him have ignored her existence.
Others are busy, and she, a newcomer to the internship, is naturally even busier, and as soon as she is busy, Qin Yuyao gradually forgets about Song Yunwu.
By noon, Qin Yuyao finally had time to eat. She ordered the takeaway from the entire editorial office, and she also went downstairs to pick it up.
While she was holding a box of braised chicken rice in her hand, a passing editor's belt accidentally brought her to a thick stack of papers on her desk. Suddenly, things spilled into a heap.
"Ahh The editor quickly crouched down to help clean up.
Qin Yuyao also hurriedly put down the lunch box, wiped her hands, and squatted down to clean up together: "It's okay, why don't you go and get busy first, I'll come here by myself." ”
If it was replaced by a man, the editor might have left, but Qin Yuyao was a beauty, so the editor shook his head: "Where is it, you go to dinner first, and I'll clean it up, so that others don't have to say that I'm an uncle bullying you a little girl, go quickly." ”
Qin Yuyao had no choice but to be pushed back to his seat by him, while the editor picked up the scattered documents little by little.
Suddenly, his hand paused......