equal loudness curve

Tang Zhuojian just typed such a sentence casually, and he didn't expect that Cold would not appear in the next 10 minutes.

After Xiao Hui sang it over and over again, he looked nervously at Tang Zhuojian, who was lying on the sofa chair like an old man, with his legs stacked up and down, his hands still hugging his chest, as if he was enjoying life.

"What's up?" Shaw asked.

"No big problem, why are you nervous?" Tang Zhuojian was surprised. Xiao Hui had come to the stage quite a few times, comparable to him, but I don't know why he is still nervous now, nervousness will affect the singing effect.

"I don't know, I always feel that no matter how good I practice down there, my voice might break when it comes to formal occasions." Xiao Hui had already thought of a thousand ways to die during the interview in his head.

Tang Zhuojian snorted coldly: "Your one is persecution paranoia."

"So what should we do?"

"There is nothing to do, I can only overcome it by myself, and I can't help you sing." Tang Zhuojian sat up from the sofa chair and stretched, "Anyway, I have always thought that your singing point is too hard, hey Some songs are okay, but the lyrics are flawed."

"I know, hey, it's just the way it is, and I can't change it." Xiao Hui sighed. Tang Zhuojian had told him countless times about different ways of handling different songs, but he liked to listen to rock and metal since he was a child. With a rock voice, he really can't sing gentle songs, but Li Shirui won't let him pick songs he likes in class, he will only pick songs he can't handle. Although he has done better than before, it is still far behind.

Tang Zhuo saw that he sat back in front of the computer again, and his gaze was already in the game, but he still said to Xiao Hui lightly: "If you can't change it, you won't change it? If you can't, you won't practice? It's always limited to what you know. thing?"

"What's the limitation? I can also sing genres that I'm not good at." Xiao Hui retorted.

"Sing it, can you listen to me?" Tang Zhuowian flipped through the dungeon channel and chat history of the guild, and found that it had exploded just like popcorn just popped out of the oven.

Xiao Hui was discouraged: "Listen... not too much."

"If I can't listen to it myself, why should others listen to it? Xiao Hui, you must have requirements for your own works."

"Okay! I'll change it."

Xiao Hui was depressed for a while, then felt something was wrong, poked his head in front of Tang Zhuo, and asked casually: "No, classmate Tang, you didn't educate me like this before, did you get advice from an expert?"

"Believe it or not?" Tang Zhuojian pushed Xiao Hui away impatiently, and turned on the voice.

"Tang Zhuojian, something is wrong with you!"

"climb!"

[Vice][A piece of candy]: I'm back.

[Vice][Mare]: ...

[Vice] [Horse Climbing Mountain Break]: ...

[Vice] [quack quack]: ...

[Vice][PigFly]: Only ten minutes.

[Vice][monophonic]: You're back, where's Cold?

[Vice][Innnns]: Young life...

[Vice] [a piece of candy]: Here it is.

"Aren't we brothers anymore? You secretly asked an expert to teach you, but didn't tell me? Don't you think you are a beast?" Xiao Hui took the trouble, but Tang Zhuojian just stared at the computer screen expressionlessly, without saying a word .

Tang Zhuojian flipped through the chat history, and found that Cold really hadn't spoken the whole time, and he didn't know if he didn't want to talk or what.

[Vice][Yokoyama Mixue]: Are all the girls so open now?

[Vice][Wheat in the Rye]: Why did I have to bear this when I was young.

[Vice][Harriton]: Cold didn't answer my call.

[Vice] [a piece of candy]: ...

[Vice][Innnns]: Is it too late to quit the guild now?

Well, he was just joking, and now it was clearly arranged by coincidence.

Bie Han just went to make a long phone call. When he returned to the game at [-] o'clock sharp, the warlock opened the door and dragged him into the dungeon. Everyone was there.

Seeing Cold's character move, Hareton coughed slightly and said awkwardly, "Welcome back Cold."

[Dungeon Leader][Cold]:?

Everyone in the dungeon channel tacitly did not speak, no one told him what happened during the time he disappeared, and Bie Han didn't have the habit of looking through the chat records.

So Hareton continued: "Well, let's open up wasteland first. Those who can fight legends are all elites. Although the whole is not as good as a group, ahem, it shouldn't be too much effort, right? The first two kings are bento. Hurry up and pass."

Adjusted the style of play, accurately calculated the time, each team member strictly stipulated the time for the stance and the burst of the ultimate move, and the first two bosses in the legendary mode hardly took an hour to pass.

A piece of candy ranks first in the amount of healing, and was pulled out by Hareton for a walk: "As expected of a priest in the top ten, the deduction of the ultimate move is good, and the damage reduction coverage is also good."

Tang Zhuojian smiled slightly, as a matter of course.

[Dungeon Leader][Cold]: Hit the herald and come over to clean up the mobs.

[Dungeon Leader][Cold]: Speed.

[Dungeon Leader][Cold]: Dula came to the door, the hunter and thief misled me, bloodthirsty, and then the monk pulled the boss to the door to eliminate the bloodthirsty.

[Deputy] [Yokoyama Meixue]: ojbk!

Although I'm not in a hurry, I don't want to waste time. I passed the three easiest bosses in one night, and the progress is not too fast.

No matter how long the group played, Xiao Hui practiced the details beside him for as long as he sang for a while and rested for a while, so as not to let his voice enter a state of fatigue.

"Practice every day so early, you'll be fine. Also, it's twelve o'clock, hurry up and leave." Tang Zhuo didn't forget to sarcasm when he played the game. He watched everyone quit the team after the team, and they often quarreled together The few people started chatting in the voice, and Tang Zhuojian put on the earphones without hesitation, turned on the voice changer, and turned on the microphone.

"Thank you everyone!" Tang Zhuo Jian squeezed his throat, "Brothers are all great!"

"Oh, fuck me." Xiao Hui next to him was drinking water, choked it out in one gulp, bent over and coughed for a long time, and after a while, raised his head with his face flushed.

He finally understands why Tang Zhuojian was able to tease Cold, and turned on the fucking voice changer!

"Bah! We agreed to pretend to be aggressive together, but now I'm letting you pretend!"

Tang Zhuojian turned his head and glared at him, motioning him to shut up.

The team had just finished playing, and the voice hadn't faded. Tang Zhuojian became the focus of attention as soon as he spoke, and a wave of molesting girls immediately started in the guild.

[公][Wheat in the Rye]: You may be the only girl in the Eternal Group.

girl?Tang Zhuojian remembered what Hengshan Meixue said, girl?Impossible, impossible in a lifetime, e-sports, no girls.

[Public] [Time is clear and shallow]: Sister, give me a smile.

[公][One, two, three money]: Sister, sing a song for the master.

[公][International stepdad]: Why doesn't the girl want to add me as a friend?

[公][Mare]: Because you are international.

[公][cleft palate]: Girl, give me your cell phone number.

[公][monophonic]: Can you stop doing this?Anyway, it's also the one used by Cold XD.

[公][PigFly]: used.

[公][Cold]:?

[公][monophonic]: Don't ask questions, you can't do it, it's only ten minutes~

[公][Cold]:?

[Public] [quack quack]: ...

[公][PigFly]: Ten minutes.

[Male] [Horse Climbing Mountain Break]: Ten minutes.

[公][Cold]: What ten minutes?

[Gong][A piece of candy]: You can stand upright for more than ten minutes.

Tang Zhuojian only felt that he was going to roll over if he didn't explain, but he thought so, but he didn't expect someone to force him to roll over.

[Quack quack]: He just said in the guild that you want to fuck him, so leave for a while, but you didn't show up.

To [quack quack]: I'm on the phone.

[Quack quack]: No one knows.

To [quack quack]:  …

[Quack quack]: Can you bear it?

To [quack quack]: Then kick it?

[Quack quack quack]: You are the president, you decide, but apart from his liking to call you husband, there is nothing wrong with him.

To [quack quack]: Mmm.

In the end, Bie Han ignored the noise in the guild as usual, even ignored the teasing of a piece of candy, quit the group, logged off, and turned off the computer.

And Tang Zhuo saw that Cold had gone offline for a few words, and then looked at the line "Is my husband coming to play the Great Secret Realm?" that I sent him before he went offline but failed to receive a reply, and suddenly laughed.

As the name suggests, Cold.

In addition to going to the game group at night and getting close to Cold, Tang Zhuojian still spends most of his day practicing songs and breaking through himself.

Competing for the first kill doesn't really have much to do with him, even if he has the heart to fight for it, but reality suppresses one thing after another.

He has been away from home for many years, but he doesn't care, doesn't yearn for the warmth of home, and doesn't envy the flowers in the greenhouse, so when that call came, he should be indifferent.

"Aren't you planning to go home yet?" The male voice on the other end of the phone said coldly.

Tang Zhuo laughed: "What family?"

"I know you hate us, but we don't want you to do nothing in the future."

Well, learning music, learning to sing, and accomplishing nothing, what age, this idea is still deeply ingrained in the hearts of the older generation.

He remembered the roar.

"Are you crazy?! What are you learning to sing for! Go study hard! Look who are those who learn to sing and paint?! People with poor academic performance! People with no future! Don't even think about it! It is impossible for us to use money to let you engage in these useless things! Can you make money?! You want to learn! Get out of this house! Don’t recognize us in the future!!”

Tang Zhuo Jian was frightened when he was in junior high school. He thought that he just made a small request. Learning to sing does not mean that he will not study hard. Because of this evil idea, I am sick, and it is also caused by this idea, because God will punish ignorant people.Learning art is like a cult, and it is strictly prohibited in this family, which brings Tang Zhuowian not only the sadness of being wiped out of interest, but also a point of shirk for all responsibilities.The things he loves are destroying him, he accepts the thought.

Then he was gone, amidst more blame.

Tang Zhuojian didn't like to think about it, because when he just left home, he thought about it every day. He went to class as usual, and his grades plummeted, but no one came to the school to look for him or care about him. Afterwards, he calmed down, and he figured it out. Also don't care.

Caring was torture in itself, and he had had enough.

In that phone call, the man kept emphasizing his family's miss and guilt for him, but Tang Zhuo saw that he was indifferent.

He doesn't want to be an indifferent person, but he also doesn't want to respond warmly to those who impose his indifference.

To move with emotion, to understand with reason, the emotional card doesn't work for him.

Then he was greeted with more raging invective.

"You will never be famous all your life! Sing, sing your bad songs! People like you will go to hell in the future!"

"Thank you for your blessings."

He just didn't know why his parents, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, suddenly called.

But the world is uncertain, it is dark because of some people, and it is beautiful because of some people.

……