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Transformation into an Electronic Musician

A professional music critic falls asleep and is transmigrated into a female body. In a world where one genre of music is neglected, one person changes it all. This is a Translation.

Tenison · Anime & Comics
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24 Chs

Chapter 11

What is Tang Miaoyi doing now?

She was holding her mobile phone, she blinked and she was completely dumbfounded.

There is a flashing 30,000 RMB transfer on her mobile phone screen.

"Wow, there is so much?" Tang Miaoyi didn't know what to say. She didn't expect that the light cloud director would sponsor her at such a time.

Tang Miaoyi typed and asked, "Director Yang believes me so much? Aren't you afraid that I won't pay back your money?"

The reply came soon.

"I'm not. You will have one hundred thousand royalties next month. If I don't believe you, what's the difference between not believing in your own company's financial resources?" Yang He's reply was a little humorous "And our cooperation can't be compared with this small thirty thousand yuan. It should be a part of your 'salary' in advance. Moreover, if you ask me like this, it shows that you won't do this, right?"

"Thank you." Tang Miaoyi took it and directly transferred the thirty thousand RMB to her wallet.

At present, the choice of light cloud music is very correct.

Although it cannot be ruled out that most of the reasons are the value of her work, the light cloud approach also fully demonstrates the magnanimity of the leading enterprise.

"Altogether, this is the contract. You can have a look first." Yang He transmitted a document.

Tang Miaoyi: "Okay."

A few minutes later "It's acceptable."

"It's done. I won't bother you, Mr. T.M.Y. Let's call it to an end. T.M.Y, just send it to me directly when you get the video done. I wish us a happy cooperation."

Tang Miaoyi replied with a smile, "Happy cooperation. If there is no problem, I will send it back as soon as possible."

At this point, the conversation was a joy for the two families.

After the conversation, Tang Miaoyi suddenly frowned, covering the position of her lower abdomen.

"Hiss, what the hell, how can it hurt so much?"

She doesn't know why, compared to when she came home from school, her stomachache is a little stronger now.

After An Qiuying was here, she didn't eat anything messy these two days. Normally, she shouldn't have a bad stomach, and this pain is very abnormal, which is not the same as when she gets a bad stomachache!

Tang Miaoyi, who was a little confused, panicked. She picked up her mobile phone and try to search for what was going on with her.

However, she only typed halfway, when the next moment, she felt a sudden stuffy pain in her lower abdomen, a warm current surged through an indescribable part, and her trousers suddenly felt uncomfortable.

She uncomfortably twisted her slender and tight jade legs, pulled away from her trousers, and saw that the pants, which were pure white, had been dyed red.

Tang Miaoyi: "..."

I'm afraid it's not difficult for people who have common sense to see what's going on now.

Her aunt came to see her.

"Are you kidding me? I just used my aunt as an excuse to ask for a few days off from school. Is it true that It was around the corner?" Tang Miaoyi blinked and suddenly felt wronged when she understood where the pain came from.

It is said that girls are magical creatures. They bled seven days a month and can stay normal. Even in her previous life, many girls claimed that their aunt's pain make them feel like dying.

Tang Miaoyi, In her previous life, naturally didn't believe this statement, and even scoffed at it, believing that it was the pretentiousness of some girls. After all, no matter how painful the aunt's pain is, can it be compared to the pain of death?

But now, under this experience, she knows that it can really be compared with it!

"I'm going to die." Getting up from the swivel chair, Tang Miaoyi ran out of the bedroom and entered the bathroom.

Looking at a black plastic bag hanging next to the towel, Tang Miaoyi was relieved.

Fortunately, there is a prepared aunt towel in the bathroom and she opened the bag. Tang Miaoyi, who was in contact with this thing for the first time, blushed and pinched it for a long time before she figured out how to use it.

Tang Miaoyi occasionally hums a few times because of severe pain. A big man actually holds a bag of aunt's towel one day and is willing to put it on his lower body!!

Because An Qiuying's kitchen was diagonally opposite the bathroom, Tang Miaoyi's rustling sound came in, accompanied by some humming, which naturally attracted her attention.

"Tang Miaoyi, what's wrong with you?" An Qiuying put down the kitchen knife in her hand, washed her hands, and entered the bathroom with a puzzled face.

When An Qiuying entered, Tang Miaoyi had already changed. Her delicate face was wronged, and her eyes were red with tears.

"An Quiying, my aunt is here, It's true this time. It hurts so much. I'm going to die!"

An Qiuying was stunned and then gave a very plain "oh" sound.

"Why is your reaction so plain?

Tang Miaoyi felt a little hurt "You have changed. You're not that little Yingying anymore."

Shaking her head helplessly, An Quiying looked at Tang Miaoyi: "I'll be back, lie down and don't Toss around anymore. I have to cook."

"Okay." Tang Miaoyi lowered her head like a defeated old hen, sighed softly, and was about to go back to her room.

However, as she walked, Tang Miaoyi took the opportunity. Her left foot suddenly stepped on the front end of the slippers on her right foot and fell straight at An Qiuying, who had a confused face.

"Ah~!"

"Be careful!!"

Plop

In a soft mass, a faint fragrance came. Tang Miaoyi was in heaven and unconsciously rubbed it a few more times.

So soft

It's so warm

I'm so happy

An Qiuying originally wanted to hold Tang Miaoyi, but a blush flashed over her face by her rubs "Tang Miaoyi, What are you doing?"

Tang Miaoyi looked up, and the two of them stared at each other.

"If I say it's an accident, would you believe it?"

Nightlife has just begun at this moment. Modu is a famous Meiye Club, which is about to open.

"Damn it." In the DJ lounge, Huang Liang suddenly sat up from the sofa, pressing his headphones with a shocked face, and was stunned.

"Is this really an electronic sound?" He said to himself in a doubtful tone. Huang Liangqing felt the sound in his ears, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the screen.

Fox - T.M.Y.

"This is the discovery of a masterpiece."

Huang Liangqing is the chief DJ of this Club, and it is not long before the warm-up time.

Originally, he had to do a self-drill in this lounge in case he made mistakes after officially debuting.

But just a few minutes ago, a friend in the circle shared an electronic sound with him and left a message 'After listening to it, you will come back to thank me.'

As a good DJ, although Huang Liangqing did not have the status of producer, but was just a DJ of a bar, he was very concerned about the dynamics in the circle and took the opportunity to click in.

When the music sounded, a melody that was unpretentious and directly went straight to the real sound made him doubt his ears.