I ruined Tyra.

After receiving the instructions, Hannah asked Chen Huijie to stop scolding Chi Xiao, trying to scare him into pulling it out.

"Ms. Chen Huijie, the God of Music asked you to record your own EP first, and the skills and techniques will be recorded later."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huijie had no choice but to follow Hannah's advice and walked out of the training room to go to the recording studio.

Then she turned her head inadvertently and vaguely saw a ring-striped film tail disappear into another training room, and then the door of that training room was closed.

Chen Huijie looked at the tail that looked familiar and wanted to chase it, but Hannah did not give her a chance.

During the negotiation, she suddenly saw Hannah's tail with white ring stripes.

Okay, she already knew who the person who entered the training room was.

With her curiosity satisfied, Chen Huijie took the initiative to walk in front and head towards the recording studio. Hannah looked at her tail strangely. She couldn't understand why the other party was persuaded by just one look at her tail.

When Chen Huijie arrived at the recording studio, she saw Czerny and two musicians dressed in Yan country costumes were already waiting. It was worth noting that the two musicians were holding erhu and pipa in their hands.

"This is Mr. Czerny, who is in charge of the piano recording part. These two are Wang Yang and Jia Ju, who are mainly responsible for the Yan country instruments."

Hannah introduced the three people to Chen Huijie in detail, and Chen Huijie immediately smiled and communicated cordially with the three people. After all, her EP still counted on these people to add icing on the cake for her.

Then Chen Huijie discovered the highlight. It seemed like no one taught her how to sing the lyrics?

When Chen Huijie asked this question, she noticed that the expressions of the three people in front of her looked strange.

"The person responsible for teaching you the lyrics is behind you." A lazy voice came over.

Chen Huijie looked back and found a young man from Liberi with his breasts half exposed lying on the sofa behind the door, waving a folding fan.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Zong Li, and I wrote your EP."

Big shot! Chen Huijie thought to herself, being invited by the discerning music god to compose a song, isn’t that enough to make me a big shot?

Facing Chen Huijie's compliment, Mr. Zong Li could not deny it, but walked lazily to the recording location and said to Chen Huijie:

"I'll sing it a cappella first. You listen carefully and learn well. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly after I finish singing."

After he finished speaking, he cleared his throat and a strange tone came out of his mouth, which made Chen Huijie full of question marks.

The traditional Czerny covered his face in pain. This kind of music was a bit too advanced for him. If it weren't for his purpose of learning and researching electronic instruments, he would not have asked to come here to play the piano accompaniment.

After Mr. Munakasa finished singing a song, he took a look at the person he was going to teach.

At this time, Chen Huijie had fallen into the brainwashing loop of the magic sound of "ha↗ha↘ha↘".

Zong Li held the closed folding fan in front of the other person, and suddenly opened it, waking up Chen Huijie.

Then she saw Mr. Sokasa fanning herself gently with a folding fan at a slow rhythm, and suddenly slammed it shut and clapped it in the palm of his hand.

"You? Did you hear everything clearly?"

Chen Huijie closed his eyes and began to recall what he had just heard. Zong Li was not in a hurry. After all, almost everyone heard his electronic voice in this tone, and he had long been accustomed to it.

The only one who could sing along the first time he heard it was the God of Music, which was why he was willing to bring Wang Yang and Jia Ju to join the music troupe.

Although he never understood why the God of Music looked shocked and nostalgic after hearing his song.

Chen Huijie organized her thoughts and subconsciously began to hum a song, but was then stopped by Zong Li.

"Ms. Chen, this is not the accent. It's the old Beijing accent. Your accent is too strong like Longmen.

But that's normal. I invented the electronic human voice. You are one of the few who have heard of it. If you don't know how to do it, you can learn it slowly. The time given by the God of Music is still plenty."

After saying that, he began to teach Chen Huijie and Czerny, who had taken out a small notebook and was standing next to Chen Huijie, at the same time.

“The electronic human voice is mainly produced with the mouth, with the head tilted back 45 degrees, and the breath concentrated in the throat.

Ah~ yes~, that’s it, come, sing with me.

Heap~You're unsatisfied with your life. (You are dissatisfied with your life)"

......

While Chen Huijie and Czerny were suffering together, Le had already played the accompaniment of "Daydaydream". While waiting for Chen Huijie to record his combat skills, they had already recorded the accompaniment. When Chen Huijie came over, they had already packed up and were ready to leave.

Soon, Le began to hum the lyrics softly to the rhythm, while Mrs. Wen Yue beside him began to be shocked.

You know what, this song is quite exciting. She didn't notice anything when she heard the a cappella version on the surveillance camera, but now that the God of Music sang the full version, she realized that this song was so awkward, like a mess in her mind.

It’s over. What should I do if she actually wants to listen to it a few more times?

After the music looped several times, Madam Wen Yue had been brainwashed by the evil sound.

The first time I heard it: it was hoarse and difficult to listen to; the Nth time I heard it: it was like hearing heavenly music and my ears were temporarily clear.

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.