2 Yip Yip

Fluffy tail, beautiful and pure white fur, but he's still just a little white fox?

Although the little guy looks a bit like a dog, one that is soft and cute, his characteristic Yip is not one any dog can replicate.

For this little thing that suddenly appeared, Tang Miaoyi froze in place, she looked at the fox rubbing against her legs, and there was a soft and comfortable touch from her feet.

This seems .... A little cute

Soft...

Fluffy...

Tang Miaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up, as she squatted down to observe up close, stretched out a hand, and tried to touch it.

There is no gender distinction in front of cute things. Even though she was just a rough guy in her previous life, she has easily fallen to the little fox's charms.

"Whose owns this little guy?" Tang Miaoyi looked around to try and find an owner around here.

This fox that appeared out of nowhere inside a residential area, still wearing a collar, with a body as clean as a snowflake, is undoubtedly the pet of a nearby neighbor.

But looking around, Tang Miaoyi did not see a person in sight.

On the contrary, from the corner of her eye, she happened to see a few shallow scratches on the door of her house. Although the paint on the door was not scratched off, Tang Miaoyi suddenly knew who was knocking just now...

"Yip Yip~." The little white fox, having a spiritual nature, immediately whined two calls, the little eyes shining innocently.

If its eyes could speak, perhaps they would want to express: Look at me, how could something so cute do anything bad, so please forgive me?

"Fortunately you did not scrape the paint, otherwise I would lose some money." Tang Miaoyi said, simply revealing a smile, and quickly rubbed the small white fox's head.

The claws were probably cut, and no longer sharp, otherwise with a fox's claws which are much sharper than a cat's, it is quite easy to make deep scratches on the wooden door.

While teasing the little white fox, a call came from somewhere in the distance.

"Da Mian!"

A delicate call containing anxiety in it rang out, as if it was looking for or calling for something.

Tang Miaoyi looked along the sound and saw a short-haired pretty little girl in a student school uniform running aimlessly around the complex, a pair of phoenix eyes shining with a sense of worry.

"Is she calling for you?" Tang Miaoyi looked down again at the little white fox.

"Yip~" the little white fox just gave a light chant.

As the little girl got closer and closer, she saw Tang Miaoyi, who was squatting in front of her house teasing the little white fox, and her eyes flashed with obvious joy.

"Da Mian, you're running out again!" The little girl came to the door of Tang Miaoyi's room, squatted down, and picked up the little white fox with a big sigh of relief.

The new arrival was a bit late to react to the fact that there were others nearby, so she looked up slightly nervously at Tang Miaoyi: "You... Hello, I hope Da Mian did not bring you trouble."

"No, it's fine, you should be living in this neighborhood, right?" Tang Miaoyi stood up and said, "If no one is at home it's better to be careful, otherwise it's easy to get lost .... By the way, my name is Tang Miaoyi."

"Thanks for the reminder, I just moved to this neighborhood yesterday, I live in the building opposite you, my name is An Qiuying." An Qiuying softly smiled, a faintly imperceptible look of amazement flashed across her pupils.

It's just a simple nightdress, and the waist-length straight long hair doesn't seem to have been modified by any hair dye or perm, and even looks a little messy at first glance... But even so, these can't be concealed The girl named Tang Miaoyi in front of her has a soul-stirring beauty.

The strange girl, An Qiuying was immediately distracted, and almost completely forgot about her fox in favor of staring intently at her.

"An... An what Ying?" Tang Miaoyi, a former critic and expert in the stay-at-home lifestyle, couldn't withstand such a gaze, and let out a small voice. It was only after she started speaking that she realized she forgot the other girl's name.

"Ah .... An Qiuying, Qiu for autumn, Ying is for both flower and clever, so Autumn Flower" An Qiuying quickly came back to her senses, explaining it more meticulously.

This time Tang Miaoyi remembered it, she nodded as if she had suddenly realized.

This girl called An Qiuying is also quite beautiful, looks like the gentle girl-next-door type of girl, a little cute...

Tang Miaoyi did not expect to be single for more than twenty years in her previous life, and just now she met a girl when she transmigrated, and her head exploded.

She didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.

In the past, when she had the tools for committing the crime, she had no motive for committing the crime. Now that she has the motive for committing the crime after transmigration, the tools for committing the crime have already left her.

And when Tang Miaoyi was looking at An Qiuying, she was also paying attention to the white fox 'Da Mian' in the other's arms all the time, so she had a sudden flash of inspiration by chance, and she had an idea: "Right, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Qiuying asked, a bit confused. They had just met, and she was already asking for a favor?

"It's like this, can I borrow your Da Mian?" Tang Miaoyi thought about it for a bit and just decided to ask her straight up.

"What? You want to borrow Da Mian?" An Qiuying couldn't help but stare.

"Yip Yip ...." Da Mian suddenly changed his position between the two soft masses.

This posture made Miaoyi look at it, a heavy flash of envy in her beautiful eyes: "Yes, but don't worry, I won't do anything bad to it, I'm an electronic music producer and recently wanted to make a new song, and I want Da Mian to participate."

This is the inspiration that Tang Miaoyi suddenly thought of.

She had been thinking about making her own electronic music before, so naturally she would also have to face many questions about what style to use, what material, what method to use, and so on.

'Isn't this the right time? There is a clear inspiration right in front of me.'

One of the fascinating things about electronic music is that the listener never knows what they are listening to as the material.

It can be the sound of someone talking, or snoring in their sleep, and sometimes, some of the collected sound sources can even be used as the final definition of the entire piece, with the producer giving these sources a new soul.

The sound of a fox, for example, can be used to create a piece...

What a logical arrangement. Like the proverb, "You looked high and low till your iron shoes were worn out. Then you chanced upon it without ever looking."

Qiuying looked at Tang Miaoyi with surprise, and her eyes were a bit suspicious: "Yes, but... A girl as an electronic music producer?"

It's not that she doesn't want to believe it, but... isn't electronic music an industry almost entirely dominated by men? Female producers are simply rare, not to mention, this one in front of you lines up much closer with the word 'soft', than anything.

It's a very conflicting image.

"Yes, when I'm ready for my preliminary work, can I contact you? Don't worry, I'll pay for it."

The reason why Miaoyi intends to do her own electro music is just that she wants electro music to listen to. She lived in the previous world's electro-music heyday, and electronic music had only gotten better as time went on, who else was more qualified than her? She thought that with her production, the vast extent of the electronic music industry can be seen again in this world.

"Then this is my phone number, just call me when the time comes." An Qiuying pondered for a moment and could not bear to refuse, so she took out a pen and sticky note, wrote down a series of numbers, and handed them to Tang Miaoyi, at the same time, curiosity flashed in her eyes, "I'm also curious to know, what connection can Da Mian have with electronic music?"