Reborn Star Singer

Chapter 14 (to be repaired)

"Me?" Gwenbury was a little surprised when he heard it, and was a little worried when he was excited, "Will it hold you back?"

"I'm still wondering if it will affect your next competition. Your preliminary competition is scheduled for five days later, so maybe it will be affected." Alva looked away and said deliberately.

"No, absolutely not, my music has already been done, Alva, you have helped me so many times, this time, you must let me help you!" Gwenbury said very resolutely.

"Well, thank you."

"Then what am I going to do, are you going to teach me the throwback instrument?" Gwenbury said excitedly.

"Well, but atavistic music is not so easy to learn." Alva laughed and said, "But first let you teach me how to use the mixing tool proficiently."

"Don't worry about this, my sound mixing is not the first in school, at least it can be regarded as the second." Gwenbury said very complacently.

It was because of this that he was not at ease.Alva was ashamed.

"But, Alva, what do you know about remix music?"

Can he say he doesn't understand at all? "I don't understand." Alva replied honestly.

"What is the so-called ignorance?" Gwenbury asked. "I don't understand the coordination of sound effects in the late stage of mixing, or I don't understand the accuracy of tuning."

"I don't understand anything." Alva said blankly, he couldn't even understand what Gwenbury was talking about, and this explanation was correct.

"..." The expression on Gwenbury's face was erratic, and Alva, bearing the title of biological madman, was calm and unstressed.

"Let me start with the boot..." Gwenbury resigned.

"Okay." Alva continued calmly.

Gwynbury moved his mixing kit into Alva's apartment.With the help of Gwenbury, it only took Alva one night to understand the various functions of the mixer and electronic synthesizer, and he was able to operate it proficiently.Of course, all of this is due to the well-developed brain and super hands-on ability of the genetically modified person, and... Gwenbury's explanation should also be counted.

After understanding the function, Alva immediately tried to make a simple mixed music.With a feeling of retaliating against the society, Alva typed in a certain Divine Comedy that destroyed his brain once it was broadcast, and Alva, under the green light of the computer screen, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling extravagantly people.

Feeling that something bad would happen, Gwenbury looked at Alva's gloomy side face uneasily, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Experimental product." Even with a facial paralysis like Alva's, Gwenbury could read a trace of schadenfreude from that face, and the uneasiness in his heart expanded even more.

"What is it?" Gwenbury couldn't help asking.

"Just a moment, wait a minute, it's all right." Alva crackled skillfully at the keyboard, connected the music, and turned on the stereo with a smirk in his heart.

A typical, strong electronic mix poured into the ears from the stereo, and it was like a lightning strike.

The god-like music that constantly filled the eardrums rushed across Gwenbury like an electric current. I saw his eyes widened, his limbs twitched, his whole body trembled, and he was still... unable to stop.For the first time, Gwenbury learned that there is such a powerful music in this world, so powerful that even if the neurons of the brain are destroyed and the heart is severely damaged, it is impossible, and it is impossible to say to turn it off, or I don’t want to hear these words .

While this song sang the huge troubles caused by garbled codes in the Internet age, it also made people unable to help but feel the mood of seeking answers and relief, so that they could not extricate themselves from continuing in this confusing music.

"What's the name of the song?" Gwenbury asked twitching.

"Hatsune Miku Prajnaparamita remixed version." Alva said satisfied with Gwenbury's reaction.

The unchanging monosyllable, the non-stop chanting, the dumb voice, both cute and embarrassing, stimulate the brain and inexplicably make people have an impulse to giggle, just like brainwashing people to have this is normal This is genuine, this is the illusion of originality.Alva said that he has a deep understanding of Gwenbury's feelings at this time.

The so-called becoming dumb and trembling after listening to it is probably the case.Alva has a strong sense of pride in the times that people from the future can't resist Hatsune's lethality.

In terms of destruction and cuteness, who can compare to the Shaking S and Shaking M in the music technology house in District 21 of the [-]st century, thank God for giving them unparalleled brain circuits and a big killer called cuteness.

"It's so subtle..." Gwenbury, who couldn't express his thoughts in words, summed up his feelings with the last words.

"Cute is pretty cute." Gwenbury considered how to express her opinion, "But such music will not be convincing on the Internet."

"Well, I know, so it's just a test product, and I didn't plan to put it on the Internet." After speaking, Alva raised his hand and was about to click delete. He just wanted to play a prank.

Unexpectedly, Gwenbury, who just denied the value of this song, grabbed Alva's hand and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Delete." Alva looked at Gwenbury inexplicably. After finishing playing with people, the song is considered to be retired, so why keep it.

"No!" Gwenbury said firmly.

"Why?" Alva didn't know why.

"Because, hehe, I want to take revenge on the society." Gwenbury gritted his teeth in a sentence, sonorously, and the corner of his mouth was the same smile as Alva's heart just now.

Looking at Gwenbury who smiled maliciously, Alva felt the truth.He finally understood how the Divine Comedy before 2012 could be carried forward.

This is probably the so-called Divine Comedy from generation to generation, where one person harms another.This kind of vengeful mentality that if you plant in the hands of one person, you must get it back in the hands of the next person is really an unusually powerful existence.

Purely out of mischief, Alva withdrew his hand that was about to press the delete button.He said that it is a joy to harm others. If possible, I really want to see more people's expressions after listening to the Divine Comedy. It must be very happy.

As a result, Hatsune was kept in the storage system, and was sent out through the newly created account "Green Onion God" by Gwenbury. An embarrassing myth in the world.

Of course that's all for later.

After tidying up everything, it was just dawn, and the two of them who had been busy all night yawned at the same time.The two of you look at me, I look at you, Gwenbury first burst out laughing,

"It's the first time, it's the first time I saw you looking lazy. How should I put it, you look dumb." After speaking, Gwenbury couldn't help smiling again.

Alva didn't bother to care about this bad friend who made a fuss, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and looked at the time.

"It's time to take a good rest."

"Ah, it's already this time, and I have to queue up to get my number." Gwenbury looked at the time and was surprised.

He spoke eagerly, but Gwenbury moved very slowly. He was also tired after a busy night.He was too focused before and didn't notice it. Looking at the white sky outside, he realized that his eyes were so tired from staring at the screen for a long time, and he could even hear the click of his bones when he straightened up and stretched.Alva saw Gwenbury scratching his head with a sleepy expression, turned his head to face the computer screen, turned off the music production interface one by one, and said casually,

"Go back to sleep when you're tired. The professor has already got the number plate for you. I'm going to rest after the meeting."

"But my qualifications are only today..." Gwenbury mumbled halfway, then suddenly came to her senses, and looked at the boy who was staring at the screen but not looking at him, "You..."

The boy was slowly closing the interface of the mixer, his eyes expressionless, as if he didn't see Gwenbury's surprised expression.

Gwenbury's heart warmed up, and his hands moved before his brain. He grabbed Alva's shoulders, embraced the young man who pretended to be nonchalant, and let the young man lean on a shoulder that he could rely on.

Gwenbury smiled happily and asked

"Is that a concern?"

"...No, this is just a suggestion, if you're not tired, just continue with the fade-in editing where the tonic and consonant are mixed."

"I'd better go back and have a rest first." Gwenbury, who was not annoyed by this answer, replied pretending to be sad, and picked up the bag on the ground.

Alva got up and walked Gwenbury to the door.

Gwenbury stood at the door, waved his hand to stop Alva's footsteps, and smiled, "I won't get lost."

The morning dew is light, and on the distant horizon, the rays of the artificial sun envelope the earth. Gwenbury's back and smile are coated with a soft light from the sun, which looks extraordinarily warm.

Gwenbury was holding a bag in his hand, standing in the morning sun, looking at Alva,

"When you need it, you can just trouble me, just like when I am in trouble, I always think of you first."

"We are friends," Gwenbury said.

"Hmm." Alva lowered his eyes and answered as the distant sun hurt his eyes.

"Then I'm leaving, and I'll see you later." Gwenbury said hello and left.

Alva stood at the door for a while, looked at the rising red sun, then turned and closed the door.As soon as the automatic door was closed, the light was immediately cut off from the door, and the room was dark again.With his back against the door, Alva smiled deflatedly.Step by step, he walked towards the bed that hadn't been made up since yesterday, ignoring the petals on the ground, Alva fell down on the bed wearily.

There was light that fell obliquely on the bed through the window, warming the blue sheets into bright yellow.

Alva's side face was pressed against the bed sheet, and the back of his hand fell into the frame drawn by the sun, with the spreading warmth on it.Alva stretched out his hand and moved, and the light curtain surged with it, but it didn't change its shape.

Putting down his hands in boredom, Alva turned over, turned his back to the sun and buried his face in the quilt, stayed silent for a while, and then said in a muffled voice,

"Housekeeper, close the curtains, and by the way...clean up the floor."

The electronic female voice responded mechanically, and the small automatic cleaning robot sprang out from the invisible closet and started to work around the bed.

Under the control of the computer, the curtains were slowly closed, and they were closed together, and they had to be cautious all the time.

Listening to the curtains closing gradually behind him, and lying in the darkness, Al's shoulders began to tremble slightly.

For some reason, he suddenly missed his family.

Maybe, whether he is smiling, singing, or angry, he is actually sad.It's just that emotions and doubts, confusion, fear, loneliness and hope are mixed together, it's too complicated, even he can't distinguish it.

The distance between life and death is too far, and the joy of life and the sorrow of death are too close. These are not only strong and courageous.

He was never a strong guy either.As timid and cowardly as he is, he has done his best to do this.

Then, next, let him take a good rest in his dream.

The author has something to say: Let’s take revenge on Shibukai, since mixing is mentioned, how can MIX girl Hatsune Miku be missing ╰(￣▽￣)╮

If Gwen eats some small tofu, everyone should stop taking pictures. Anyway, no matter how much you eat, it will only kill passers-by, so please be merciful.

Finally, I heard from the girls in the group that we must ask for support, so after the revenge meeting, I came to ask for support.I am a mother, easy to push, easy to raise