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Electronic Musician's Transmigration

A music critic transmigrated into a world without his, now her, favourite genre. She decides to change that, with nothing but her brains, and her love for Electronic Music. As she navigates through this new world, she encounters many challenges, from fierce competition to sexist attacks. But she won't let that stop her from reaching her goals. With her quick wit, and a little otherworldly knowledge, Tang Miaoyi sets out on a journey to build her reputation and restore a lost genre to this new world. ____________ First of all, this is a translation. Other people here have tried translating this before, but no one I've seen has gotten past chapter 30. Shout out to Tenison, because they're the reason I found this novel in the first place. Second, this won't be a 100% accurate translation. I'm doing this so other people can read this book and because I love the concept of it. Of course, in typical web novel fashion, Chinese nationalism and casual sexism are rampant in the source material, so I try my best to remove that. I do make mistakes every now and then, so it won't be 100% accurate anyway, but I try my best. And since I'm basically writing fanfiction at this point, that's why it's in this section. Plus, the original author uses IRL song, place, and company names occasionally, so might as well, just to be safe lol. TLDR, It's a translation, and I'm translating loosely. I try to update at least once a day, and occasionally I'll feel a little silly and upload two. Oops! Anyway, tangent over. Hope you enjoy! (Cover by Skrecas)

Nova_Shadowsky · Music & Bands
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162 Chs

A Cute Electronic Musician

  Shock!

  At this moment, the musical sound coming from the small stereo connected to the computer is different from anything An Qiuying has heard before. This electric harmony weaves and meshes through the air, and hits her ears with a wave of adrenaline. From the very beginning, they were similar in tone, but together each sound created an incomparable symphony.

  Her pins and needles hadn't stopped ever since the song began.

  "Thump, thud, thump..."

  It was a very soft song and the soft background complemented Da Mien's melody perfectly. The thumping of the synth in the background only played on off-beats, so as not to take away from the main melody. Da Mien's vocals were once again complemented by the bass playing on the 1 and 3 beats, amplifying those notes, and giving it a rhythmic sound that made her want to bop her head.

  Although An Qiuying had no real interest in electronic music, as it is a genre on the outskirts of mainstream, she has heard a few electro songs. An Qiuying can guarantee that there has never been a single song made in this style.

  Leaving aside the rhythmic structure, compared with the previous electronic music, the song "Fox" is not even in the same genre. It is different from every single genre she could think of.

  There is no inherent human voice, but it lifts your mood and makes you feel ready for anything.

  And then, it's over. The song is only a measly two minutes, so it leaves you wanting more, but as Martin Jensen never got around to finishing it, that's all there is.

  "This is a new genre of music I've been calling 'House' music. It's meant to be used in clubs, as a type of dance music, but since this is my first one, it's too short. It'll get better when I make them longer." Tang Miaoyi smirked and said. With her first song complete, She was in a very good mood now. Her hands were constantly moving, correcting a few minor errors she picked up on while listening.

  "Can it sound better?" An Qiuying asked in surprise. She knows this is a hasty composition, but to be honest, she is already amazed. If there is really enough time, what kind of composition would she make: "Miaoyi, Did you study electronic music production professionally?"

  "Professional producer?" Tang Miaoyi was taken aback, scratching her hair, not knowing how to answer.

  This is a really hard question.....

  On one hand, she is indeed not a professional producer, but on the other, she studied electronic music all her life as a critic.

  To be honest, she could easily become a professional producer. She definitely has enough professional knowledge and skill, and she knows a lot about various production points.

  In her previous life, there was a saying that every music critic is a potential top master in the future. In the list of the top 100 DJs in the world ranked by DJ Mag, there were at least a dozen who were critics before they began producing.

  An Qiuying has obviously been completely overwhelmed by the exquisite electronic music from her previous life, and she turned into a fan of hers almost instantly.

  "Don't worry, I will make many more in the future." Tang Miaoyi comforted Qiuying with a smile.

  This is just the first step, and "Fox" isn't even an official Martin Jensen single.

  The post-production work didn't take long, and it was simple if you knew how to do it. Which unfortunately, being a critic, Miaoyi needed a few web searches to figure out what to do. After Tang Miaoyi did the post-production work and perfected the details, she listened to the whole single four or five times, and the sky had completely darkened.

  The time came to 9:50 pm.

  Tang Miaoyi was forbidden to order food that only had french fries, hamburgers, and juice. An Qiuying ran back to her original house, brought a lot of ingredients, and cooked some vegetables for the both of them.

  This made Tang Miaoyi feel inexplicably happy. She was overwhelmed by gratitude, and her heartbeat sped up. Not to be outdone, she attempted to help but was ruthlessly kicked out.

On the bright side, she discovered 3 new ways to burn broccoli...

After the meal, An Qiuying stayed to chat for a while, then went upstairs to set up her new room with Damian in her arms. She just moved here and still had a lot of things to deal with.

Tang Miaoyi sat back in front of her computer again.

Now that production is done, the most important moment has come, it is time to face the final judgment.

In order to be able to produce smoothly, she even took out a lot of the original small funds to buy some necessary equipment, and now her wallet has shrunk sharply.

If it hadn't been for the arrival of sister An, who had given some rent, if her song didn't do as well as expected, she may very well have ended up on the street.

Now is the chance to truly test her skills!

Opening [Light Cloud Music] and RPA with a serious face, Tang Miaoyi saved the track, clicked on the musician zone, and dragged the mp3 file over it...

Drop!

This is the best thing about the Internet age. Everything is very convenient, and everything can be done online. You don't have to burn the master tape and deliver it by physical mail like in the beginning.

The mp3 was successfully embedded, and an interface popped up to fill in the musician's information. Tang Miaoyi thought about it, and chose a musician's stage name: TMY.

Instead of racking her brains for a stage name, she simply adopted her own initials.

Who says initials can't be fancy? And it also has a different meaning for her.

This stage name contains the initials of both her names, so so to her it's a symbol representing herself...

Now as for the genre, there were a bunch of drop-down menus to play with, but instead, she wrote [House] in the [Other] section.

As for the cover of the single, it was a photo she had casually taken of Da Mian, and Tang Miaoyi carelessly wrote the title of the song and stage name in red fonts.

After finishing all this, Tang Miaoyi groaned twice, unconsciously she let out a minuscule sigh, and relaxed back into her chair: "Finally everything is done, I just hope that the fox can jump out of the water smoothly."

Now she has to wait for [Light Cloud]'s review process, but since it's so late in the evening, she'll probably have to wait until the next day to become a [Light Cloud] musician.

But, this gives her a good excuse to look after herself. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to take a bath and then play a few games before going to bed.

Unlike her previous life, Tang Miaoyi would feel uncomfortable and flustered if she didn't take a bath for a day. Maybe her skin in this body was just more sensitive?

Coming to the closet, Tang Miaoyi hesitated for a long time, finally took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and opened the closet door.