Chapter 1: A king with a strong mouth is not necessarily only a strong mouth

　　In a fairly clean and tidy room, the morning sun poured down through the windows, bringing the first trace of warmth to the morning.

　　Beside the bed, there is a beautiful figure, with a delicate and slender figure, who seems to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and is staring at the mirror in a daze along the sunlight...

　　"this is me??"

　　Tang Miaoyi looked at the weak figure in the mirror, and there was nothing but bewilderment in her eyes.

　　At this time, the face in the mirror is pink and jade-carved, the facial features are delicate and delicate, and the soft and elegant long hair is left to the waist, which makes a pure white nightdress set off a pure and flawless temperament. A pair of slender white jade The legs are enough to be called the Leg Play Series.

　　Everything is amazing and perfect...Maybe the only fly in the ointment is that the chest is so flat.

　　"What the hell, transformed?"

　　The word 'transformation' first flashed through Tang Miaoyi's mind.

　　In her previous life, as a standard young man of the new era, she had been exposed to a lot of strange information, and she had read many online novels like "Transformation Text", and even enjoyed them very much.

　　But no matter what, she never thought that such a thing would happen to her one day.

　　Why is there such a thing?

　　A day ago, she could still use him alone. As an electronic music critic on Earth, also known as the king of mouth, she was working hard to make a living and pay bills...but one night In the past, when she opened her eyes again, everything changed.

　　"This is simply nonsense... Alas." Tang Miaoyi's thousands of words could only be turned into a helpless sigh in the end, and her little face was full of tangled expressions.

　　Now this kind of situation can only accept the reality, otherwise even if you can't accept it, you can't change it back. The loss of the little brother has become a presumed fact.

　　Tang Miaoyi felt that since she couldn't change it, she might as well think carefully about how to take care of her aunt when she had time to worry about gain and loss.

　　It's just that... when Tang Miaoyi involuntarily moved her hands to her unsuspecting chest, she still blushed inadvertently and her heart beat.

　　"To be reasonable, it's so cute that it explodes." With some difficulty, Tang Miaoyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Tang Miaoyi inadvertently moved her hand, breathing quickly, and suddenly understood the meaning of poisoning at this moment.

　　Although it's my own poison...

　　"No, no, it's me!!" Tang Miaoyi moved her hands away in a panic, and took a deep breath. She finally understood the meaning of "no loss for three years, death penalty for blood".

　　Deciding not to think about it anymore, she looked at the wall clock in the room. It was already half past nine in the morning. She finally left the mirror, came to the desk, and pressed the power button on a laptop.

　　The most urgent task now is to have a good understanding of what is going on, because although she has accepted some of the girl's sporadic memories, they are still very limited in general. She only knows her own situation and knows nothing about the environment she is in.

　　All she knows is that she is now a senior high school student, and that the current house was also left by her father, and that her father passed away in an accident two years ago, and her mother remarried a year ago In another city, with a new family.

　　Therefore, Tang Miaoyi has always lived alone, and the communication with her mother is only available when paying the living expenses every month.

　　Wait..... living expenses!

　　When thinking about living expenses, Tang Miaoyi silently took out her mobile phone to check the date. After seeing September 15th, she opened V Letter Wallet, Yu'e Bao, Palm Bank...

　　They all checked the balance one by one, and all the assets added up to a total of more than 2,360 yuan.

　　The expression on Tang Miaoyi's face was stunned for a moment, only two thousand yuan left?

　　Although for a high school student,

Her living expenses are still considerable, but the problem is, strictly speaking, she cannot be regarded as a real student herself! ! 　　For Tang Miaoyi, who has stepped out of the society and is engaged in a high-paying job, this money is definitely unacceptable in a short period of time, and after time travel, she has to find something to do. .

　　Putting the phone down, she looked at the computer that was turned on. Now it is better to understand what the world is like. By the way, find two more music to listen to, so as to relax and comfort her loss of her little brother. Sense of loss.

　　As the old saying goes, there is nothing that a piece of electronic music can't solve. If there is, then you have found Tuhei!

　　For a professional music critic like her, the greatest pleasure is to find an electronic music, and after listening to it, BB makes a long comment.

　　However, an hour and a half later....

　　Snapped----

　　"Enough, these are some broken things!"

　　After looking at it for more than an hour, Tang Miaoyi finally couldn't bear it anymore and slammed down the laptop, making a crisp impact sound.

　　Within an hour and a half, she had experienced a mudslide-like baptism, and came into contact with many things that made her look dumbfounded.

　　First of all, China has become the most powerful country in the world today, firmly standing at the top of the world pyramid, even slightly inferior to the US emperor.

　　But even so, when Tang Miaoyi clicked into the encyclopedia entry of Huaxia Kingdom, she still saw that line of prominent characters: Developing countries!

　　At that time, she really wanted to say, are the comrades in the War and Sudden Bureau so awesome? ?

　　Then came the second point, and at the same time, it was also the reason why she turned off the computer angrily.

　　There is no doubt that Tang Miaoyi likes to listen to electronic music, and she will listen to any style.

　　But when she took a closer look, she found that the electronic music in this world seemed a little strange...

　　Due to the rapid development of China in this world and the rapid change of the entertainment industry chain, there are already many entertainment methods for the people to choose from in the early days, which can be regarded as a big era.

　　Unlike the electronic music of the previous life, which was regarded as the mainstream abroad and the minority in China, the electronic music of this world is also the mainstream of the mainstream in China.

　　However, even if the development is very good, once the overall style is compared with the electronic music of the previous life, there are too many differences. Tang Miaoyi specially found a few songs to listen to, and none of them are familiar styles.

　　Although she could still hear it, it didn't reach the level of being unbearable, but suddenly, she still felt that there should be something missing...

　　It seems too....traditional?

　　Yes, it is tradition!

　　Tang Miaoyi directly opened an electronic music single called "Love of Firefly", listened to it carefully, and frowned.

　　To be honest, if she didn't know it in advance, she would really think she was listening to traditional pop.

　　The reason why electronic music is called electronic music is because it is produced with pure electronic technology, and it is famous for its full sense of technology and strong sense of the future.

　　But in this song "Love of Fireflies", she didn't hear any of these elements.

　　If so, here comes the problem.

　　Compared with traditional music, what she loves is the novel and refreshing form of electronic music, otherwise she would not be engaged in a career related to it.

　　"Why don't you post a post and ask how to commit suicide without pain, and see if you can go back?" Tang Miaoyi's eyebrows almost frowned.

　　Originally, before she transmigrated and transformed, there were several new orders from big bosses that she was looking forward to. Electronic music was her spiritual food. Even if she lost her little brother, she wouldn't even be allowed to listen to electronic music? ?

　　However, the idea of ​​suicide is just a joke. Putting aside the fear of death and pain, first of all, this body was taken over by me halfway, how can it be ruined?

　　So, feeling aggrieved and unable to find a point to express her emotions, Tang Miaoyi's occupational disease was ready to move. She found out all the singles she had listened to just now, and typed a few paragraphs of music reviews with "crackling".

　　[On "Love of the Fireflies", the generality between the name and the definition of the style, the initial design of the Drop part....]

　　[Ask whether we should pay attention to the use of the kick drum and the variability of its structure....]

　　The biggest difference between a music critic and a gangster is that one is purely critical, and the other analyzes a piece of music from the most fundamental perspective, not only saying bad things, but also good things.

　　A creature like Gang Jing simply thinks that his keyboard is inlaid with gold and diamonds, and when he makes a point, the music critics really have real materials.

　　As for Tang Miaoyi, since she decided to evaluate, she would definitely be discussed by others, not to mention that what she evaluated was also a hot list with huge traffic.

　　Soon, many "Love of Fireflies" fans responded below.

　　"If you don't listen, get out. I beg you to listen? Why are there so many talking BBs?"

　　"This is a bit too much. It's the work of a big boss. It's not black. It's really not good. You're so awesome. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I don't see you doing it?"

　　"Everyone, be rational. To be honest, I think what the landlord said is quite reasonable."

　　"It makes sense, what a fart, I'm happy to hear and see another king with a strong mouth."

　　Tang Miaoyi: "..."

　　Familiar scenes, familiar words, it seems that human beings in any world are the same.

　　"Who said that the king with a strong mouth is the only one with a strong mouth?" Tang Miaoyi stared at the computer screen with strange eyes, her eyebrows slightly raised.

　　Writing a bunch of music reviews in the home comment area where other people's fans are full, Tang Miaoyi was already ready to be hated.

　　And looking at these "you do it, you go" comments, she also vaguely had an idea that she didn't know if it was reliable or not.

　　Maybe, you can really make your own electronic music?

　　Originally as a professional music critic, Tang Miaoyi naturally has some insights into the production of electronic music. Since she doesn't have to listen to it now, she might as well do it herself.

　　At the same time, some overtones attracted Tang Miaoyi's attention.

　　'Tuk tuk... tuk tuk....'

　　While she was deep in thought, there was faint knocking on the door of the house.

　　"Who will it be?"

　　Tang Miaoyi stopped moving her hands, feeling a little puzzled.

　　Pick up the phone, come to the door, turn the handle to open the door.

　　"Squeak..."

　　"Oh!!"

　　As the door opened, there was no human figure, but a group of fluffy little guys who couldn't hold back because of the sudden opening of the door, and hit Tang Miaoyi's white calf with a tendency.

　　"Hey~ Let's curse~"(??????)

　　The little guy shook his head slightly, raised his head, and barked a few times. It turned out to be a snow-white little fox with a collar.