He was so miserable, he pretended to be [Quick Transmigration]

After listening to Han Yi's story about being framed by Meng Tuan during the draft, and the various difficulties in starting the live broadcast later, the little chinchilla's mouth opened into a huge O-shape, and it didn't close for a long time.

"Oh my God, Yi! You are the most powerful person I've ever seen!" Little Totoro's eyes were full of admiration, "When you first came here, I could hear you howling and crying every night, but I didn't expect you In a few months, you have already started to think of ways to save yourself!"

Han Yi didn't want to bring up the original matter again, so he asked softly, "You are also trying to save yourself, aren't you?"

"Of course!" Little Totoro's eyes became firmer, "We can't compromise with that tyrant! He imprisoned us here, thinking that we can all depend on him for our lives, what kind of thing is he!"

"That's right!"

Fortunately for Han Yi, he was right. Little Totoro is the same person as him from the bottom of his heart, so he will definitely not compromise.

"I'm so sorry, I hit you with fruit that day, I was so angry at that time..." The little chinchilla's round black eyes looked at Han Yi embarrassedly, and the soft hair on its cheeks trembled, "I thought you I was really lip-syncing before..."

"It doesn't matter, after all you didn't know it at the time." Han Yi's tone softened, "Besides, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know that the fruit is so delicious."

"Hmm... I don't know if I have the honor to listen to your current song?"

"Okay!"

Han Yi held the screen in front of the little Totoro, "I'm really tired from singing during the live broadcast today, can you listen to the song I released earlier?"

"no problem."

Then, the little chinchilla leaned in front of the small screen, clicked play, and listened carefully.

"Hmm! What an unusual musical style!" Little Totoro nodded approvingly, "Your voice has become more unique! The sense of music and skills are also online as before... Wow, I didn't even know you were a master at playing! This fingerstyle is perfect!"

"Huh? It seems a little out of tune here? Uh, no, it's out of tune, emphasizing emotional expression, you really have it, Yi!"

"Humming is very suitable for your ethereal and hoarse voice, and the tone of the guitar is a plus! I have never heard such a fairy scene!"

"Hey, this is the end? I thought there was a bridge after the chorus... woo woo woo, but this may be the feeling of sunset, it stops abruptly and falls into darkness, it's so touching!"

Little Totoro listened and commented, and couldn't help shaking his head along with the music in the middle.

But compared to the shock he heard of rock and roll, his reaction brought Han Yi a greater surprise.

Han Yi: "You... know music?"

The little chinchilla wiped away tears, looked at Han Yi suspiciously: "You don't know me?"

"Ah... dare to ask your name?"

The little chinchilla smiled, "It's no wonder, our chinchilla clan looks so much alike, my name is Maowei. Here——"

He raised his big fluffy tail and pointed to Han Yi, "There is a group of white fluff here, which is my symbol."

Han Yi hurriedly searched the memory of the original owner, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Are you... the percussionist of the Imperial Philharmonic Orchestra before?"

Little Totoro kicked his hand proudly, "Yes, but I am not a casual percussionist! I am the chief of the percussion department! The first chinchilla ever to be the chief!"

After finishing speaking, Maowei gestured with both hands to look like holding a drumstick and beat a gorgeous rhythm in the air.

Han Yi could tell that it was a flash hammer technique, and the control of rhythm and strength was extremely strict, but it seemed to be able to do a job with ease under the little chinchilla's gestures.

"You have to know that the chief of the percussion department is the most important person in a symphony orchestra!" Little Totoro looked at Han Yi's stunned expression and snapped his fingers, "Because I want to control the rhythm of the entire orchestra! In the past, the chief It would be nice to be able to silently count 1 empty shots, and I can silently count [-]!"

Han Yi didn't know what to say for a while, he felt that thousands of words of praise were not enough to express his inner respect, so he applauded silently.

"At that time, they even customized a small set of percussion instruments for me!" After the little chinchilla finished speaking, his eyes suddenly dimmed, "Until—until that tyrant came to our performances a few times, and then, one day I When I came home from work, I was walking on the road, and suddenly my eyes went dark, and when I woke up, I was here."

"The next day, I saw a newspaper headline saying that I was robbed by gangsters and died violently on Nightmare Street," the little chinchilla turned around, "but in that photo, the dead chinchilla was not as fluffy as me at all." That's not me at all! That damned tyrant actually killed another compatriot in order to imprison me! I can never forgive him!"

Han Yi felt the same way, so he silently took the little chinchilla's trembling shoulders.

"I know I know……"

We are all the same.

But the little Totoro's sadness didn't last long. He wiped a tear very handsomely, turned around and smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "Fortunately, I met you. I've been here for almost a year. It's really fast." crazy!"

Han Yi didn't say much, and pointed directly to the rough clip drum he made himself in the room, "How about it, do you want to try it?"

Little Totoro's eyes were filled with anticipation, and he began to rub his hands unconsciously, "But...but I don't know much about rock music."

"There is only one criterion for rock music," Han Yi adjusted the height of the seat for him, "Release as much as you want."

"Okay!" Little Totoro couldn't hold back his excitement any longer, and sat down in front of the drum set.

"Oh, don't go too far...Although I used the snake girl's venom and the king worm's slime to reduce the noise in the room, the sound insulation is not that good!"

"I know that an excellent percussionist can control the volume," Little Totoro's little hand holding the drumstick was almost trembling with excitement, "Well, is this your new song? Let me see... Indeed, there are some missing percussion part."

After simply reading the score twice, Little Totoro immediately got started, obviously very proficient.

Han Yi hurriedly picked up the guitar and helped by the side.

As soon as the first note floated out, the calm and powerful drumbeat of the little chinchilla had already followed.

Afterwards, the first-class sense of rhythm of Little Totoro escorted Han Yi's performance, as precise as a metronome, and the complicated timbre of the drum set also added a deeper charm to the whole song...

Near the end of the Xingqiao section, both Little Totoro and Han Yi have fully entered the state, and the two hummed to each other accompanied by harmony, almost accompaniment to two instruments...

The drumbeat became enthusiastic in an instant, and the sound of the guitar was like a big river turbulent, and the sound was interrupted, as if the rushing river collided with the reef.

At a certain moment, Han Yi hurried to himself as if he was really on the bank of the river, amidst the vastness of the Milky Way, only he and Mao Wei were left sweating recklessly.

"Cool!"

At the end of the song, the little chinchilla threw up the drumstick beautifully, panting heavily, and even had to stick out its little pink tongue to dissipate heat.

And Han Yi was already drenched in sweat, strands of sweat flowed down his jaw line to his collarbone, glistening under the silver moonlight.

The two looked at each other like this, looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

"High mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends." Han Yi stretched out his hand.

"I don't know what that means." Little Totoro also stretched out his small hand and shook Han Yi's fingers, "Crackling is very happy!"

Another burst of laughter.

After resting for a while, the little chinchilla still felt that it was not enough, and began to write and draw on Han Yi's music score.

"Are you marking the drum beat just added?" Han Yi didn't expect that the other party's effort was comparable to his own.

"Well," Little Totoro nodded, "Only the guitar is really thin, and it would be much better with the addition of drums... But I always feel that something is missing."

Han Yi smiled and replied: "There is no piano, which is the part of the keyboard music, which is responsible for the main theme. There is also a lack of bass or rhythm guitar, which is a kind of bass strings, which can be responsible for the bass bridge."

"That's right, that's right!" Little Totoro was a little regretful, "If you have these, you can create a real 'big song', a HIT that can really hit the circle, and it will definitely make those flashy songs that are popular now Go on PKing with your stuff!"

"Take your time, as long as we can make a good accompaniment before the Bling Bling music competition," Han Yi stretched with the help of a high-level person, feeling the long-lost relaxation, "The audition does not need to be on-site play."

The little chinchilla blinked: "Oh..."

Han Yi was keenly aware of the regret in the other party's emotions, "Why don't you create an avatar too, and when the time comes, shall we go together?"

"No, no, I don't want to play!" Little Totoro quickly waved his hand, "Ah, of course, I would like to go with you too! But that's not what I was thinking just now!"

"what is that?"

"I mean, we can record our own backing, which is true, but I'm afraid we need a producer."

Han Yi paused.

Indeed, the producer can be said to be the soul of a song. He will be responsible for adjusting the matching of various instruments and vocals. Although Han Yi can also be a producer, I am afraid that it is not as good as those producers who have experienced many battles and have advanced aesthetics. Compared with people, there is still a distance.

Not to mention the producer, now there are not even all the musicians who are good at playing instruments, Han Yi can only fumble and play by himself, the efficiency is not very high, otherwise he would not have worked so hard.

Little Totoro seemed to see Han Yi's thoughts, and tentatively said: "Perhaps, do you know that most of the people imprisoned in this palace were originally from the entertainment industry?"

Han Yi frowned: "I really don't know...but it's also very reasonable."

After all, the collections favored by the tyrant are all extremely beautiful aliens, and it is normal for them to have made their mark in the entertainment circle.

"Don't think too much about it. There are only a few who are capable. For example, that crane was originally just a low-level model with nothing but long legs." Little Totoro said contemptuously, "The rest, do you have one heart with us? It’s hard to say, I think it’s better not to tell too many people.”

"I think so."

Little Totoro has a mysterious face: "But there is one person, I think we can meet... I have only heard of her rumors, but she is really a legend. She was once the queen of golden songs, and the cumulative sales of her albums exceeded [-] billion. But she was completely dumbfounded, some said she was dead, some said she was crazy..."

"But those news are all fake. I heard that she was actually the first collection collected by the tyrant, but she never came out to let the wind go. None of us have even seen her. I asked that guard a few days ago My classmates have inquired about it, there is actually a dungeon in this palace, I think she might be there..."

Han Yi wondered: "But even if she is there, how can we ensure that she will join us instead of betraying us?"

Speaking of this, the little chinchilla moved closer to Han Yi's ear.

"Because she is also a mermaid..."

In the middle of the night, the moon was covered by thick dark clouds, and the whole city was as dark as falling into an abyss of ink.

Another suite on the top floor of Capital Utopia.The door was knocked suddenly.

Meng Tuan frowned, and got up from the bed with great reluctance.

"Who is it?" His tone was full of impatience, "Could it be an illegitimate meal again? You go, I won't sign for you!"

"it's me."

A deep voice sounded at the door, Meng Tuan was startled, dressed immediately, and opened the door.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty," Meng Tuan almost fell to his knees when he saw the visitor, "Why are you here?"

"come and see."

Locust raised his head, glanced at the messy furnishings in the house, and frowned unconsciously.

Meng Tuan panicked: "I... haven't cleaned the room for a long time, Your Majesty forgive me."

"fine."

Locust walked to the dining table, took out a handkerchief and wiped it lightly, then sat down, "Please sit down."

As if he is the master of this room.

Meng Tuan's heart skipped a beat, but she sat down obediently.

"How has your acting career been lately?"

"Forehead……"

Meng Tuan was at a loss for words, and did not expect His Majesty to ask him this question.

Besides, his acting career is really not very good.

It has been more than half a year since the group was established, except for the first few tour concerts while the popularity was still available, most of the time they have been developing sporadically.

At the beginning, he gained a lot of sympathetic fans by relying on the popularity of the Little Mermaid incident, but as time passed, the love of these fans came and went quickly, and now, he is almost the least popular person in the group.

After all, the other members are either outstanding in appearance or outstanding in singing and dancing. Although he holds the title of C, his singing and dancing are mediocre, his appearance is not very competitive, and he is not even tall. is the shortest of them all.

Although the status of the Ouyasi family in the empire has been steadily rising, they are still walking on thin ice with the backing of this moody king. The elders of the family can't take care of themselves in the face of the pressure of the parliament, let alone help his acting career.

Moreover, almost all of his teammates are from famous backgrounds. Compared with their backgrounds, Meng Tuan is even more inferior.

He has no strength, no looks, and no background... It's no wonder he can stay popular for a long time.

The tyrant looked at him condescendingly: "I've watched your latest singles, the results... You're nothing if you're out of the group, right?"

Meng Tuan clenched his fists.

Although this statement is very harsh, it is also true.

"Yes." Meng Tuan gritted his teeth and agreed, "The main reason is that the songs are not very good..."

"Joke!" Robinia didn't give him any face, "It's your strength, which can only match your current popularity. Are you going to lie to yourself?"

"How many young artists like you are there in our empire every year? There are dozens of contests in the draft alone, right?"

"You are out of breath, is it difficult to admit?"

Accompanied by Robin Locust's sneer, Meng Tuan's eyes were almost bleeding, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal.

"Okay, I didn't come here to talk about that," Locust said coldly, "The mermaid's business is done well, so I'm here to help you again."

Meng Tuan just couldn't believe it: "What?"

Huaihuai took out a tablet computer from his arms, "Have you paid attention to these songs recently?"

On the screen, it was E's singles - "Sunset", "Parody", "Dead Time"...

Meng Tuan was puzzled: "Yes, I have listened to it... these songs have been at the top of the Bling Bling music area recently, many people must have heard it?"

Locust's expression softened: "What do you think?"

"Um..." Meng Tuan tried to figure out what the other person was thinking, "I think this kind of music expresses emotions more directly and has a strong rhythm. It should have a great appeal among those who have not received aristocratic education..."

"Still smart."

Robinia put away the tablet: "Do you know what the people's aspirations mean?"

"Please also express your majesty."

"The music is very popular among the common people, and I really want to contact this creator, but Bling Bling said that the other party's network technology is so advanced that it is really impossible to track it down," Huaihuai looked at Meng Tuan, "You have to know, The energy contained in this musical mode is much greater than you and I think, and I need to hold this energy in my own hands."

Meng Tuan tentatively asked: "So, does Your Majesty hope that I can compose this type of song?"

"Yes, but more than that." Robinia took out a flyer and threw it to Meng Tuan, "I hope you can participate in this civilian talent show, and then announce your identity when you win the championship, and become a real civilian. Idol."

Meng Tuan looked at the leaflet—[BlingBling.com's first singer contest, a grassroots stage. ]

"Everyone in this competition will use virtual identities to participate. You just need to pretend to be a commoner in the early stage. You also have an advantage. After all, your original life is not much different from that of a commoner."

Locust has thought a lot during this time.

After the small riot in the bar between life and death on Nightmare Street last time, similar incidents happened in the other two bars of Capital Star. Those fellows who were eating vegetarian meals hadn't realized this yet.

Wanting to get rid of the control of the parliament, Locust felt that he had to do something that no emperor was willing to do—to win over the common people.

However, it is said to be win over, but it is actually control.

But the best way to control civilians is not to treat them with tyranny, but to infiltrate and induce them through culture.

Such surging public opinion is naturally difficult to control, so he needs a "public opinion representative" who can be controlled by him. He originally wanted He Sai to carry this banner, but he did not expect the other party to It fell in just one night.

Only then did Robin Locust realize how unreliable it is to find a commoner to be an opinion leader of the common people. What he needs is a more obedient guy.

Mengtuan is the best choice.

His fans still sympathize with him, and his attitude towards alien merfolk was so good that everyone almost forgot that he was also a nobleman.

If he can win this "commoner class draft", he will win the favor of a large group of commoner viewers first, and then he will not arouse their disgust if he announces his identity later.

Not to mention, this is also the best counterattack to those who doubt his strength.

Win-win.

At that time, he would be able to speak out for the poor and become the leader of the "resistance", which is naturally a good gun against the parliament. After the parliament puts more authority in the hands of Robinia, he will still be able to continue to control Mengtuan , let him be obedient, and then calm down public opinion.

Meng Tuan naturally figured out the ins and outs of this matter, but still clutched his head in pain, "I just escaped from one draft, does His Majesty want me to participate in another draft? If I fail..."

"You won't fail," Black Locust stopped the other party's words. "As long as you sing the song I gave you and perform in the way I told you, you will definitely not fail. I have already arranged it."

"After the matter is completed, you and the Ouyasi family will receive the highest honor."

"Otherwise, you decide for yourself."

The last sentence dispelled all Meng Tuan's attempts to refuse.

Meng Tuan suddenly realized that he almost wanted to sneer.

Since the offering of the mermaid, "obedience to the king" has become the only way for him and his family to survive.

Forget it, isn't it just another draft and become a representative of the "rebellious spirit" of the civilian class? What's so difficult about it?

If he can win once, he can win the second time.

"Okay, I'll do it." Meng Tuan restrained his expression and nodded solemnly, "Excuse me, what should I do?"

"Wait for my news." Robinia smiled with satisfaction, he liked to see how these people obeyed his orders.

"You just have to remember, no matter what, you can't reveal your identity before the final! Remember..."

The two began to talk about the ins and outs of the whole plan, without even noticing that a small wiretapping pipe from the next door had already stretched in along the window.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Xiaodu became furious immediately after the eavesdropping, and couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, so he simply recounted the entire conversation to E.

It was the only contestant she knew of.

Soon, the other party's reply came over, it was concise and powerful, but enough to make her sleep peacefully——

"I guessed it, don't panic, I'm ready."