The God of Trade in Two Worlds

Cai Yingying, a big brash man, acts upright on weekdays. He never thought of Pei Yingying's little girl, let alone that the other party would use a mobile phone to record. You must know that the sound quality of the second recording may be noisier than the one in the surveillance video.

... just play the video again, probably it's ok?

Cai Yingxiong frantically clicked the play button, Pei Yingying snatched the Mouse Zun with quick eyes and hands, and adjusted the video to half a minute before Li Cheng hummed. As the music of the video came out, the progress of the recording was constantly refreshing.

Ten minutes later, Ms. Pei left contentedly holding her mobile phone.The future brother-in-law, who is smart in appearance but stupid in memory, as a sister-in-law with an over-the-top IQ, can kill him in seconds.

It was such a pleasure.

After logging in to her editor account on Cool Music Network, and replying to a few backstage messages of original music, Pei Yingying plugged in the data cable of her mobile phone on her laptop, made herself a cup of coffee, and nestled lazily in the sun lounger.

The interface quickly changed to an icon of a cool music box playing music. The recording was not clear. It wasn’t Pei Yingying’s mobile phone problem. One was because the pet clinic’s monitor itself was not a professional device, and the other was because the secondary recording had poor radio reception. , too many impurities.

Pei Yingying didn't feel discouraged, she opened the Prcs6 software to eliminate the noise, and continued to listen.It begins with a conversation between two men: "Sing it a song."

"...Rye likes to listen to music the most... When I operate on it, if you sing beside it, its attention will be diverted."

"I may not have all the five notes."

"It's okay, it doesn't understand." Xixi Suosuo seemed to use something to plug her ears, "Okay, you can sing."

The voice was blank for a while, and gradually, the slightly immature voice hummed twice, the sound hit the upper chest cleanly and spewed out from the thin lips, and the clear and clear voice rang out leisurely.

"Da da... da, da da da da..."

Pei Yingying can still recall that video, the boy is seriously injured under the rye, but his singing voice is not painful, not sad, as if, as Cai Yingxiong said, you sing a song to divert its attention.

He really just sang a song—the young man's voice didn't have the skill to turn it nicely, but the realm was not thin.

Pei Yingying is not very old, but she has a lot of experience in Cool Music Network. She has also seen many freelance singers with ethereal voices. Because of this, Pei Yingying understands that qualifications are by no means the most important thing for a singer—— The choice of the masses tells the singing world that voices are short-lived.

The real singing voice can go directly to the heart.

And a song that has not been polished, its expressive power will never have the power to move people. This is Pei Yingying's cognition all along, but it has been broken today. The voice of this young man in the clinic does not seem to have this kind of power. Restricted by all aspects, the antique tune is sung with a special sense of vibration. Even if there is not enough emotion in his singing, it still carries a warm and healing feeling.

Like the best vision, the most leisurely life, a wooden house, a shallow stream, people can't help but smile.

Pei Yingying felt this way when she first heard a short section. She believed in her intuition. If there were no blurred noises in the recording, this song would definitely be popular.

As for now, I don't know.

In such a world that pursues perfection, many people may give up after hearing the thumping noise in the first ten seconds. There are so many singers on the website, there is no need to hang on to a song that does not even use the best equipment isn't it?

If she hadn't heard it by accident, even Pei Yingying would have such thoughts. Even as an editor of a well-known music website, she would have completely deleted the song within eight seconds of playing it.

It's just so helpless.

Pei Yingying put her finger on the coffee cup and put it between her lips and thought for a while. As an editor, she should have acted safely, but when she got to the bottom of her heart, she knew better that she didn't want to give up.In a person's life, it is inevitable to have several impulses.

She swiped her left hand to swipe the webpage from the sensory area, and browsed through several recommended locations saved in her hands this week. Her eyes paused for a moment in the blank space of the first column, and she didn't know what she thought of...

Pei Yingying's eyebrows twitched, and her fingers gradually clenched the side of the coffee cup.

At [-]:[-], the homepage of the cool music website suddenly changed to a recommended homepage. The newly selected banners were not carefully crafted by a dedicated team and looked a little rough, but the font on the page was very large—"Pet Clinic Journey, "Fenghua" of youth".

What is this?

"Fenghua"?Antique songs?It suddenly appeared on the most eye-catching position on the homepage. Could it be a new song released by a big-name celebrity?

Many people who were still online after zero o'clock silently clicked on the song, holding the attitude of trying it out, first there was a noise for two seconds, some of them frowned, and looked at the homepage in disbelief, not understanding why Cool Music Network This kind of noisy phenomenon will also appear in the songs of such a large website.

- "Sing it a song."

The straightforward male voice came out, obviously without any beautiful dubbing skills, 50.00% of people pressed pause, and naturally deleted the song from the favorite list. After listening to the beginning of a song, you will understand its quality. I believe you can listen to it again Going down is looking for abuse.

Then there was another dry voice like this, and the rest of the people felt something was wrong, who is Rye?What surgery?So it's really a song and not a recording from some small operating room?

——"I may not have all the five notes."

Incomplete tone?Can you sing like this?Don't be funny, okay?My child, not everyone who has a dream can become a singer... The remaining 20.00% were silent for a moment, and quickly deleted their favorites.

Pei Yingying refreshed one side of the background, and found that in just one minute, the number of auditions for "Feng Hua" has dropped from 1 to about 3000, and the number is still fluctuating.

She couldn't help frowning, and Pei Yingying's heart began to beat slowly. Was she too impulsive?Although this song may bring her a very comfortable feeling, it may not be as popular as she imagined.

Turns out she could be wrong.

The homepage of the website represents the face of a website, and no mistakes are allowed. Maybe the headquarters will call her into the editor-in-chief's office early the next morning to accept the most severe criticism she has given since joining the company.

Pei Yingying put down her coffee cup, curled up in the comfortable sun lounger, and secretly pinched her little finger. It's not like she never rebounded from a trough before. Wait a minute, maybe there will be a miracle?

Even with little hope...

She suddenly regretted it a bit. At first, she just thought the sound was nice. Later, she took it home and listened to it again, but found that the boy’s songs had too much influence on her. The heavy work pressure seemed to disappear in this short period of 56 minute and [-] seconds. Flying made her think again of her original wish to become a music editor—to get a pair of discovery ears, so that the most beautiful music can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

The number of 900 auditions on the screen has dropped to 636, and Pei Yingying's eyes dimmed. She has to wait a little longer, and if there is no recovery after that...then withdraw. 09

636...609...588...

Qiu Chengwen is an author in Beijing, and also a late-night coding enthusiast. He regards writing novels as his job, and has persisted in it for five years. The combination of hobbies and work cannot make people happier.Today he was going to update [-] characters. After coding the last four characters and uploading them to the website, he got up and let out a sigh of relief. He put on his earphones, randomly clicked on a few favorites from the homepage of Cool Music.com, and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed.

This song... is weird, isn't it?

Qiu Chengwen opened his eyes tiredly, and looked at the songs on the playlist, "Feng Hua"?At this time, the boy's tone-deaf self-report came from his ears, which made Qiu Chengwen want to listen to it. He wanted to know what kind of tone-deficient this little guy could be?

Does he have the skill of going to the Atlantic Ocean every time he sings K with his friends?Can someone on the homepage of a recommended music website be really tone deaf?Qiu Chengwen hated others to be humble the most.

There were rustling noises in the earphones, and a clean voice seemed to pierce the mess. The neat and clear volume gradually increased. Qiu Chengwen didn't take off the earphones, but closed his eyes slightly, and listened carefully. It seemed not bad?

"Da da da da da..."

After listening to nearly half of it, Qiu Chengwen realized that this song didn't even have lyrics, and it was more like a casual song. Who is so obsessed?

One minute and 88 seconds passed quickly, and Qiu Chengwen clicked on the banner of "Fenghua" on the homepage of the music network, and saw clearly the narration of the recommended editor [Firefly]: [...today's evening is not sunny, dark clouds hang low, and the sky is still a bit dull. When he went there, he had already left. He learned from the clinic doctor that this boy was a young customer who picked up a stray cat. Later, he met the dog Rye and needed surgery, so he stayed to help. I think the doctor told him to sing Sometimes I would never have thought of what an excellent concert this is... Please forgive me for using singing to describe such a poor recording, but after listening to it, I found that I can only use such terms...] There are four in the comment area five comments.

Qiu Chengwen pulled down and saw that one of the people named [Lonely Banana] unhappily expressed two words of resentment: "Trash!" He frowned. This song is definitely not rubbish. Is this person serious? listen?

The second comment was similar to the first one, but this person's opinion was more pertinent: "The sound quality is too bad, I didn't listen to it, I don't understand how such a song got on the homepage? Hehe, did the editor go through the back door?"

The next two are the shortened "boring" and "can't listen", these two are not interesting at all, so you know what a fart!Qiu Chengwen pulled down the last comment with a blank face. It was a comment from a girl named [It's You], and there was only one word: "Okay."

It seems that there are also those who have the same level of appreciation as myself... Qiu Chengwen seemed to be encouraged by the word "good", he clicked on the comment editing area under the comment——

[Wencheng Qiugu]: "Seeing a lot of comments above that belittle this song, I would like to ask if you have really listened to this song? I believe that anyone who listens carefully will not say that. Click on After reading the text edited by Firefly on the front page, I suddenly realized the source of the noise. The noise was not caused by the equipment, but that it could not be recorded professionally... I only feel regretful now, why didn’t I listen to it live? Pity!"

Maybe it was because hearing the boy's voice at night shook my spirits. Qiu Chengwen, who always listened to songs when there were songs and didn't listen to them, suddenly didn't want this song to be buried.

good luck.

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Silent night.

Xiaohui shook the short fur that was fluffy on her body, and secretly took a cautious catwalk, wandered a few times, and jumped onto the master's big bed earnestly, the cat let out a soft cry, and poked her head into the warm smoked bed in doubt. Li Cheng's body temperature remained on the sheets, but the person who should have slept peacefully disappeared suddenly.

The short-haired cat kicked the bed sheet with its uninjured hind legs, its eyes widened for some unknown reason, and the vertical pupils shone faintly.

Where is the master?