Reborn Star Singer

Chapter 7

"It sounds so good!" The salesman brother had mixed feelings in his heart, and felt that even a thousand words could not express the emotion, so he simply expressed his feelings with the simplest compliment.

When it was over, he still felt that it was not enough, so he gave a thumbs up again, showing his shiny white teeth in the future, no matter men, women, old or young, he smiled and conveyed his feelings.

As soon as Alva turned his head, he was blinded by this silly smile.

"But..." The salesman brother hesitated for a moment, and Alva immediately became nervous, but?But what, is it lack of emotion or inaccurate pronunciation?Could it be that his hands are rusty after not playing the piano for five days?

"But how do you bring such a big musical instrument to the audition site?" So it was this matter, Alva heaved a sigh of relief, he had already thought about this.Shenkou Express will serve you wholeheartedly and solve all your logistics problems.

"Also, when this piano was designed, I wanted to ask, it has no audio interface, and there is no wireless interface, how can it be connected to the live audio?"

"..." I didn't think about it, and Alva asked with luck, "Brother salesman, how big is the audition site...?"

"Ah, I don't know much about this, but it's usually no problem to seat a million people." The salesman brother blinked his eyes and added joy to the situation, "San Bruno is one of the important audition sites, and the scale of the venue should be even higher. .”

Alva knelt down in his heart, groaning silently. He actually forgot to consider the sound effect and designed a classical piano.We must know that the performance of classical musical instruments is basically in a special performance hall, through the physical structure of the performance hall, the original sound quality is directly transmitted without any artificial objects, in order to achieve the most natural and true sound quality transmission.Pianos like concerts all have audio interfaces, and the sound output through audio can satisfy the audience to the greatest extent.

Alva still didn't give up, and asked again, "Brother Salesman... What is the structure of the audition music performance stage?"

"Eh? Open-air funnel type, the most versatile stage type."

He just knew... Alva continued to kneel down and cry in his heart.

This is how to do! ! !After preparing music for so long and practicing music for so long, do you want to give up because you can't be heard?

"Well, what's the problem?" The salesman brother carefully asked as he watched the beauty's face turn green and then pale, as if changing her face.

"Is there any way to collect the sound without changing the sound quality." Alva said in a very slow tone, "My piano... has neither a wireless interface nor a wired interface."

This time, it's the salesman's turn to drop his jaw. Isn't this atavistic instrument returning too much? !

The wind, blowing through the window, messed up the expressions of the two of them.

The two of them shouted in the bottom of their hearts at the same time, cheating, this is it!

Alva proposed adding an audio output port to the piano, but the salesman rejected it. The reason is that the change is the internal structure. The current audio output is for electronic music, and the sound is transmitted and collected. The method is only the parts that match the electronic music. If it is customized, it will take another four days, and it will take another day to modify it. It must be too late.In a word, it is impossible.

The two of them thought about it in the room, and the little salesman proposed to use mics again. The two decided to give it a try. They sprinkled some miniature mics the size of sesame seeds on the piano, but the sound was loud enough, but...

"I always feel that it's not as pleasant to hear directly. It seems that the sound is absorbed by the microphone as soon as it comes out, and it sounds...lack of air." The salesman brother thought for a long time before finding a word that could express his feelings. .That's right, it's the air!Alva who was reminded like this also reacted.

The structure of the classical music concert hall is basically made of wood, in order to achieve a fusion and soothing effect when the sound hits the wooden structure.This kind of sound combines the breath of air and trees, with a natural breath, which is intoxicating.But knowing the importance of the sense of air, so what, he can't transform the stage into a wooden concert hall, even if the music festival organizing committee allows it, he doesn't have that much money.

However, it would be possible to just build a stage within a stage around him. Although it sounds weird to put a wooden box singer in the center of the stage to sit in and perform, there is no way around it.

He told this idea to the salesman brother, and the salesman brother felt that this method was worth a try, "But..."

Here we go again, why do you always have so much trouble!Thousands of muddy horses galloped past in Alva's heart, only praying that there was no technical problem.

"However, why do you have to use wood? I wanted to ask when you designed the piano material. At first I thought it was your special hobby, but now it seems not. In fact, biocomposite materials can also achieve the effect you said, and they are light and transparent. Strong and fast." The salesman brother asked strangely, "Why do you have to choose wood?"

Alva turned his head in silence, speechless withered in the wind.Because I'm an idiot for future life, okay?

Ignoring this problem, Alva continued to discuss sound collection in depth, and finally both of them decided that embedding microphones in transparent walls was the best way to absorb sound.After discussing the production and price of the transparent small stage, as well as transportation and installation, the two agreed to conduct a sound test the day after tomorrow.After seeing off the little salesman, Alva fell face down on the bed, which was too tiring, and he wanted to rest.

However, within 3 minutes, the phone rang.

The electronic female voice asked,

"Call from Gwynbury Douglas, answer?"

"No!" Alva covered his head with a pillow and mumbled, anyway, that guy has never been serious.

The electronic female voice cut off the connection with a beep, "You choose to refuse—" Before finishing speaking, another

"Call from Gwynbury Douglas, answer?"

"No answer, no answer!"

After so many repetitions, Alva finally got angry. He clicked on the visual button at the head of the bed, got up from the quilt bit by bit, and faced the camera.

On the other side of the screen is Gwenbury, who is more sad and miserable than him, with tears streaming down his face, and he is clung to the camera, crying.

"Save me, save me, save me, save me, Alva, hurry up and save me, wow wow."

"...What happened?" Alvaqiang asked with a headache, his sleepy eyes open.

The camera on the screen shook for a while, and met an unfamiliar face.The man with the black hedgehog head smiled provocatively at the camera.Now, Alva woke up.

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"Alva Marco, right? If you don't want anything to happen to your friend, remember to bring your FU qualification certificate and come to the third music room to find me."

When Alva saw the man's arrogant face, he really had a headache. School violence or something is very bad.

"...I want to see if Gwenbury is injured first." As the only one who came to see him after he was injured, and also his first friend in this world, Alva still couldn't rest on his conscience. in spite of.

Hedgehog grabs Gwenbury's red hair and twists him towards the camera, saying

"Hey, howl a few more words."

"Help me, save me, save me, Alva, come and save me!" Almost at the same time as the camera came close to him, Gwenbury yelled tearfully.

Really... spineless.Is it worth saving such a frustrated friend, Alva covered his face.

FU Music Festival... Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the ring on the bedside. Under the ring, there were stacks of scores he had edited from memory.

Even harder to do than to pick up is to let go.Moreover, this is a rare opportunity.

"Help me, save me, save me!" On the other side of the screen, Gwenbury wrinkled his handsome face and howled loudly.

"I see, wait for me." Alva finally said.

"By the way, don't think about calling the police. You should know that our B-level music students have the right to pardon, and" the other party said with a malicious smile, "we didn't do anything, but accidentally broke a ring. In other words, The current ring is really easy to break."

Alva recognized the ring being tossed up and down, which was Gwenbury's recommendation certificate.

"I'm waiting for you, remember to arrive early, don't wait when it's late." Hedgehog head pointed at the screen and said proudly.

The screen beeped, and it went black. Alva's thin figure was half hidden in the darkness, he laughed dumbly, and muttered to the screen that had been turned off, "It's not over yet, can you still kill him?"

It's been so many years, why do kids nowadays still like to be cruel?Forget it, isn't it just a qualification?It's not that he was not allowed to set foot in the music industry.

Putting on his coat and fixing his hair, Alva picked up the ring that was on the score.

The ring on his hand was so small, the diamond on the ring metal quietly exuded a soft light in the dark, radiant, clean and pure, like a dream.

Ah, it's obviously not a big deal, what's the matter with this sad mood.Stuffing the ring in his pocket, he would not miss it unless he looked at it, Alva patted his face in the mirror to adjust his mentality.

The face of the young man in the mirror was as casual as ever, calm and calm.

I even died once, what else can I not let go of?Alva comforted himself.

The author has something to say: make a fuss, and then continue to have fun

I am my own mother~ so, no shooting

Forgot to say, dear ones, happy Mid-Autumn Festival.It's the holidays, today's second update

Therefore, it is even more forbidden to shoot