Chapter 97

"It's all right?" Qin Yuyao didn't believe it. "Just tell me if you have something. It'll be easier to say it. I'm very tight lipped."

"Really?" Simon Qing looked at her and said, "well, actually... This Red duck is so hot, hiss -"

Qin Yuyao looked at a box of red ducks held by Ximen Qing. It was really covered with spicy oil. It looked a little scary.

XiMenqing wiped his tears and stuck out his tongue: "daimengzi must have found the wrong store. Mom, why is the spicy oil in this store so hot!"

Qin Yuyao quickly picked up a glass of water and handed it to her: "come on, drink some water."

"Thank you." Simon Qing took the water cup and was stuffy. As a result, the next second she puffed out the water she had just drunk.

Her expression was like a little thumb kicking at the foot of the bed: "rua~ what did you give me to drink?"

"I don't know?" Qin Yuyao looked innocent. "I saw a glass of water here. Isn't it water?"

Just then, Damon Zi came over with a pile of clothes: "eh? Where's the laundry liquid I just prepared?"

Hearing this, XiMenqing's expression became more distorted, and Qin Yuyao also embarrassed to shrink his neck.

"Qing'er, do you see the glass of water just put here? Eh? Why does the cup in your hand look so familiar?"

Damon Zi also plans to ask again. Ximen Qing can't stand it anymore: "no! I'll drink it! Who told you to put it around? Go by yourself!"

With that, she slapped the cup on the table and ran to the bathroom to gargle.

"Why does she drink laundry detergent? Does it taste good?" Damon Zi looked at Qin Yuyao puzzled.

Qin Yuyao whispered, "probably because the duck is too hot."

"Really?" Damon Zi looked at the Red duck on the table. "I thought the spicy oil was red. She must like it. She specially asked the boss to add more."

With that, she shook her head, picked up an empty glass and went on to make laundry detergent.

Qin Yuyao looked at the bathroom with retching sound. He closed his eyes and said, "sorry, sister Ximen, I didn't know it would be like this."

……

Five days later, Xiaoguai came to Ximen Qing with the blue and white porcelain that had been composed.

Simon Qing couldn't help sighing: "your friend is really talented."

She now sounds very similar to the arrangement in her memory, including zither, flute and electric guitar... But maybe it's related to her lack of understanding of music and listening to everything.

The original owner of this body lived for many years and learned countless things when he had nothing to do, but after the alternation of souls, what Ximen Qing could master was something retained in the muscle memory. For example, how to work hard when singing, how to move your fingers when playing the piano, or how to disassemble and reassemble an old pistol in 10 seconds after touching it.

There is nothing left of knowledge, such as music knowledge, historical knowledge and biological knowledge... If these knowledge were still there, she would not be so hungry to be an antique connoisseur.

She sent the song source file to "17-year-old girl loves grinding teeth" and asked the other party if she could also send the song to station B.

The other party immediately replied that it could be sent. This makes XiMenqing more doubt whether the man is on the side of his cell phone 24 hours a day.

"But since you can send it, don't waste it." so she sent the recorded video with the number of "yeast Tsing Yi".

Then I sent it again on Weibo.

In fact, she is unqualified. Generally speaking, she should make an account on other music websites and send it again. Like what a cool cat, a net cloud, a woodlouse, and so on, because if she doesn't, she will definitely have someone to carry it, so that she absorbs the flow that should belong to her and earned the money that should belong to her.

But now she mainly depends on comics to make money. Singing is just a sideline, so she doesn't care about these details.

At present, the "base camp" of Tsing Yi yeast is still in station B. In recent months, her fans have almost 150W. This is a terrible number. After all, she just sent a few videos. If she can manage it, in fact, she can eat and drink with this account alone. She doesn't have to make trouble for a month's board expenses as before.

The value of fans is high. Some places actually have privileges. For example, other small ups may have to wait for several hours, but as soon as Ximen's video was sent out, the reviewer immediately checked it, and then passed it within half an hour.

As soon as the video was released, the number of people watching at the same time continued to rise. Her 1.5 million fans are not zombie fans. In almost half a minute, the number of people watching at the same time reached 4400 +.

There are screen swiping, front row grabbing, construction subtitles and empty ears.

In almost one song, the number of bullet screens in this video has overflowed.

"Let's know the house price at station B."

"Shit, do you really live in station B?"

"Long live godmother! Godmother is so cute!"

……

However, in addition to these boring people, they are still listening to songs carefully. Because this song is very different from the previous one, it's easy for people to immerse themselves in it and listen to it unconsciously. There's no time to launch a barrage.

"Shit! Why is it so good!" Ai Tingyu decisively turned out his headphones, plugged them in and listened again.

Although I thought the song of Tsing Yi yeast was very good in the past, it has never been so exaggerated as today. She used to feel like "you can steal it", but she felt a little reluctant to steal this song.

"The sky is blue and I'm waiting for you..." unconsciously, she sang along.

"Mom?" Xie Yan went into the room to look for her. As a result, AI Tingyu was intoxicated in the song and didn't hear her daughter's cry at all.

It wasn't until Xie Yan walked over and took her hand that she reacted: "hmm? What's the matter?"

"Mom, I want to learn to sing!"

"Oh, OK, OK," Ai Tingyu picked up her daughter and pulled out her headphones. "Let's learn this."

……

"Ah! That sounds great!" Chen Guangming trembled in the Wulin police garrison. People who didn't know thought he was taking some hallucinogenic drugs.

Half a month ago, he was taken to Wulin city by Lian Qianjun. After the Lian family explained the specific situation to him, he chose to join the Lian family and served as a scientific and technological adviser in the Wulin military region. Although he is an evolutionist in the science fiction department, his black technology can actually be used by himself. He can't disassemble it into knowledge and develop it, because he doesn't know the principle.

So he's actually quite free now and has a lot of time to fish.