6 Chapter 6

She was shocked!

At this moment, the music from the small stereo connected to the computer is different from what An Qiuying has heard before. This feeling can be found to be different as soon as she heard it. The auxiliary melody, main melody, and background sound are heavily combined at the beginning, but they can also achieve great harmony.

Thump thump

she can faintly hear the source of the tone, and it is very eye-catching. There is a very different charm to it. While listening, she saw Da Mian smile at herself.

She was convinced in a second,

Although An Qiuying has no research on electronic music, let alone interest in it, at least electronic music is also one of the mainstream music. An Qiuying dares to guarantee that there has never been an electronic sound interpreted in this way.

Not to mention the structure, compared with previous electronic music, this Fox is very different in style.

There is no inherent voice, but it is more attractive and no longer exists to foil the voice.

Until you enter the Drop section. That is, the climax, and then at the end, the whole single was just two minutes long, and An Qiuying blinked with shock in her heart.

"This new style is called House music, but due to the tight time, the completion rate is not very high, so I can only do it to this extent. Otherwise, if I have enough time, I can do it better." Tang Miaoyi held her chin and felt that she was in a very good mood now. She kept moving in her hands and was doing final treatment and adjustment.

"Can it sound better?" An Qiuying was surprised and said that this was just hasty work. To be honest, she has been amazed just now. If there is enough time, what kind of work could she make? "Is the monitor specializing in electronic sound production?"

"Professional sound producer?" Tang Miaoyi was stunned and scratched her hair. She didn't know how to answer.

This is a good question.

She's not, she is indeed not a professional producer, but a music critic who makes a living on the penholder.

But, there is nothing wrong with that. To do this job well, she has absolutely a lot of professional knowledge and level and knows a lot about various productions.

In her previous life, there was a saying that every music critic was a potential top musician in the future. In the list that consists of one hundred DJs in the world ranked by the DJ magazine, there was more than one awesome person who was a music critic.

An Qiuying has been completely impressed by the exquisite electronic sound from her previous life and directly becomes a fanatic.

"Don't worry, I can let you listen to it in the future." Tang Miaoyi smiled at An Qiuying.

This is just the first step.

Although she is no longer masculine, she's still happy to get praise from a cute girl.

The later work does not take long, and it is also very simple. After Tang Miaoyi did a good job in the later stage and perfected the details, An Qiuying cycled the whole single four or five times, and the sky was completely dark.

At 19:50.

An Qiuying banned Tang Miaoyi from eating takeaways with only French fries, hamburgers, and happy water. An Qiuying ran back to her original house, got a lot of ingredients, and cooked some dishes herself.

This made Tang Miaoyi feel inexplicable happiness and she was flattered. She quickly went over to help cook but was ruthlessly kicked out. She could only watch Qianying in the kitchen busy.

This scene is pleasing to the eyes, especially when An Qiuying bent down to pick up something that fell, a glance at the absolute fields made Tang Miaoyi blush and her heart pumped.

Unfortunately, she can only stay uncomfortable. She is a girl now, and she can't vent anything if she wants to vent.

Tang Miaoyi raised her middle finger to the sky in her heart indignantly.

After dinner, An Qiuying stayed for a talk, and then went upstairs to clean up her room with Da Mian in her arms. She just moved here and had a lot of things to deal with.

Tang Miaoyi sat back in front of her computer.

Now that everything is done, the most important moment has come, and it's time to face this final judgment.

To make it smooth, she withdrew a lot of money and bought some necessary equipment. Now her wallet has shrunk sharply.

If it hadn't been for An Qiuying's arrival and the rent is given, it would have been rushed to be created.

Whether she can make money or not depends on this wave!

With a serious face, she opened the light cloud music client and the radish interval. Tang Miaoyi directly took the track out.

Click on the musician area to upload the work.

This is the best thing in the Internet era. Everything is very convenient.

The master tape was successfully embedded, and an interface for filling in musician information popped up. Tang Miaoyi thought for a moment and chose the stage name: T.M.Y.

Without racking her brains to think of a stage name, she directly adopted the abbreviation of her name.

Who says that abbreviations can't be good? And this also has a different meaning for her.

This stage name, which contains the initials of her two generations' names, is also a symbol.

She configured her information and settings, thought about the single style for a while, and finally wrote down [House].

As for the cover of the single, it was a photo just taken by Da Mian. Tang Miaoyi wrote a song title and stage name in red font.

After finishing this, Tang Miaoyi hummed twice and sighed in relief: "It's finally done. I just hope the little fox can break out of the siege smoothly."

She doesn't know how long it will take for the new order to review. It is expected that her musical identity will not be determined until tomorrow morning at the earliest.

During this period, it's not a problem to wait like this. After a moment of thinking, she decided to take a shower first and then played a few games before going to bed.

She doesn't know if this is affected by her predecessor. Unlike in her previous life, if she doesn't take a shower for a day, Tang Miaoyi will feel uncomfortable and panic all over.

Maybe these are the legendary laws of beautiful girls.

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

As for why opening a wardrobe door and getting clothes is like going to the execution ground is because there is a problem. What exactly is it like in the wardrobe of an orthodox cute girl?

Opening the wardrobe, Tang Miaoyi unconsciously sucked her lip.

What came into view of all kinds of Lolita, JK, soft girl skirts, and so on.

There are large pleated embroidered skirts, princess white gauze skirts, knitted slim sleeveless bare navel vests, forest fairy skirts, and a pile of stockings placed on the next shelf. The mesh black and white pink flesh color are all available.

Tang Miaoyi sighed worriedly: "It's all so colorful, what's the heck."

Looking at the clothes full of the wardrobe, Tang Miaoyi said in her heart: If she were a man, she would encourage girls and crossdressers to wear more of these clothes. They were cute and seductive.

But the problem now is that watching others wear it is good but as a straight man, she would be very resistant if she had to dress herself in these clothes.

It's impossible to wear it. It's impossible to wear it in this life.

In her opinion, even if she will be killed, thrown off a roof, and be killed again, she can't wear such shameful clothes!

Clenching her teeth, Tang Miaoyi forcibly took her eyes off these clothes, opened a drawer, and took out a set of blue and white sports casual clothes that were completely different from the style of the wardrobe.

"I choose you!"

At the same time, in the light cloud company in a city. Other departments have left early. There is silence in the company, except for the second group of office areas of the Quku Audit Department, and the desk lamps in a compartment are still shining.

In this compartment, there is a beautiful figure, simply wearing a T-shirt and wearing headphones on her head, carefully listening to the sound, and the ink pen in her hand kept writing on a piece of white paper.

Yun Jie took off the headphones with a tired face. It was difficult to hide her disappointment. She looked up and stared at the ceiling in a daze: "It's simply unbearable. For a long time, none of them can pass the review."

Yun Jie, as the auditor of the new music library of Qingyun Music, just graduated from college, stood out from thousands of troops and entered the work of Qingyun Music. Naturally, she was full of momentum and wanted to make some achievements to prove her value.

Therefore, with passion, she worked hard to review and often volunteered to work overtime, contributing a lot of private time to this platform.

But after working for several months, her enthusiasm couldn't help but be deflated.

Many people who don't know about this profession will always think that the profession of music library auditor is too beautiful. During working hours, they listen to songs, shake their legs, and days pass in a daze. But according to Yun Jie's thinking, if someone thinks so, she can only say that the idea is too naive.

First, the review of the music library is not only to confirm whether a song has plagiarism, violations, and other illegal factors, but also to solve the quality of the song.

The review of Qingyun musicians is very strict, and the requirements for the quality, structure, and overall feeling of musicians' works are extremely strict, which makes it very difficult to pass.

What surrounds her ears every day is either electronic music or pop music, and the quality is difficult to guarantee. To be honest, few people can listen to comfortably. If you don't love this profession, it is difficult to stick to, just like editors in the online literary world.

After a short break, Yun Jie was already tired and was deciding to end the overtime.

At this time, there was a sudden "ding-dong" sound in her background, which was another prompt for uploading a new work.

"Another one?" Yun Jie was stunned for a moment. By her professional instinct, she directly and habitually clicked on the message.

This is a single called Fox. The author's information says 'T.M.Y'. He has not published any works in Qingyun before, and he is not a musician.

Then, when she saw the remaining information at a glance, Yun Jie frowned, because the single cover of this song was a little casual and too catchy. It was just a picture of the little white fox lying on the bed and the song title and author names are in red font.

Name: Fox.

Singer: T.M.Y.

Style: [House-Electric Sound].

"What style is this? And this cover is too irresponsible". Yun Jie shook her head repeatedly.

Maybe it was because of the impact of those works reviewed before. Yun Jie was not in a good mood at the beginning. This time, she was directly not interested in and looking forward to this single.

She graduated with a music major and is engaged in professional work. she dare not say that she knows all kinds of branches and styles of music. At least, electronic music is well known. However, she can guarantee that she has never heard of the [House] written in the single style of Fox.

"I guess I don't have much hope of passing it. Fill it in randomly and try to get a wave of luck." Yun Jie said.

However, no matter what the situation is, Yun Jie has to perform her professional responsibilities and carry out her work to the end.

So she put on the monitoring headphones again and pressed the play button.

A few minutes later, the music library of Qingyun Music was updated, and a single called Fox was included in the music library.

At this time, Yang He, deputy director of Qingyun Music, was having a relatively important dinner with several assistants.

During the conversation, they talked and laughed. The atmosphere was very harmonious. Yang He laughed happily and was about to cut in. When he was about to start talking about business, an assistant next to him stepped forward cautiously with a briefcase in his arms.

He whispered, "Director Yang, the phone number from the company."

"The phone number from the company?" Yang He was stunned and glanced at the assistant unhappily: "Which department is it, why can't you wait? Don't you see that I'm busy?"

"Sorry sir, It seems that it's from the audit department of the music library, director. It's not that I don't know the importance. I hung up but she kept calling again and again." The assistant said to his boss.

"Quku Audit Department? aren't they already off duty?" Yang He could only answer his mobile phone. He looked apologetically at the opposite wine table and finally got through the phone.

"Hey, this is Yang He."

"Director, you finally answered the phone. I'm Yun Jie. I have a job to report to you."

"Yun Jie? What, did you work overtime by yourself again?" As soon as Yang He heard the voice from the opposite side, he frowned and his voice slackened a little "You, your mentality is good, but you also need to combine work and rest. Your hard-working is seen by the leaders. If you don't have anything to say, I'm still talking about planning with Mr. Qin of Tianyou Network."

Yang He knows Yun Jie is a good newcomer in the company. She is young and beautiful, but she does not have any arrogance at this time. She is down-to-earth and willing to work, which is worth cultivating.

Therefore, his resentment also quietly dissipated.

Presumably, it must be important to contact himself in such a hurry.

"Director, it's like this. Just now when I was reviewing a new song in the music library, I reviewed the work of a newcomer."

Yang He: "Newcomer's works? What's the matter? There are so many new people's works every day. If you can, put them in the music library. If not, just stream them."

"Director, if it's so simple, I won't have to contact you. This song is a piece of electronic music. In my opinion, it has real subversive power, and I'm afraid it's a real masterpiece!" Yun Jie's tone was already very excited: "In front of this song, the electronic music I have heard before is the same as ants, and there is no comparison."

"stop it first and wait for me to sort it out." Yang He interrupted Yun Jie directly "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know that all this is not a joke. Just ten minutes ago, I put that song into the music library. In ten minutes, the listening data is: 7482, add favorites: 3498." Yun Jie read out a series of data from her computer screen, thought about it, and added, "There is no recommendation, no daily push bonus, only the latest small subtitles recorded in the warehouse."

"What did you say?" Yang He lost his morphism on the spot and stood up directly from his seat: "Quick, now, contact this musician immediately, stabilize him, and talk to him about the copyright in person when I get back!" Yang He was shocked and made a decision immediately.

This director was really blown up this time.