章 5: Da Mian
"Aren't you the one who hung the rent notice on the wall of your house? I think renting to a classmate is much better than some random person, even if they can look out for you as well." An Qiuying gave Miaoyi an annoyed look.
"The rent notice?" Tang Miaoyi's eyes widened suddenly, but she didn't realize it for a while, and her face was bewildered.
What the hell, there actually is one?
"Yeah, it's a very conspicuous one. You posted it yourself, so you don't even remember?" An Qiuying walked to the bed helplessly, and while folding the crumpled quilt, she replied, "Classmate Tang, you are too air-headed. Do you plan to rent out the spare room to some random person? Do you know how chaotic the outside world is right now?"
All of a sudden, Tang Miaoyi had nothing to say.
"..."
Needless to say, this probably came from the handwriting of the other girl in this body.
Indeed, the house her father left for her is quite solid. It's part of a townhouse complex, but it's quite large. Someone living alone will always have extra space that will remain unused. Renting it out is a good choice.
But
That rent notice was put in place entirely because of her situation before crossing over. Tang Miaoyi blushes and her heart beats now that she knows about it. If she wasn't careful, she could have rented it to some bad people without knowing...
Don't think about it, don't think about it.
It can only be said that this predecessor's heart is too kind. Oh well, no use thinking too deeply about it.
It's not surprising she didn't notice. Ever since she came to this world, Tang Miaoyi has never stepped out of the house. If the rental notice is posted on the side wall of the house, she wouldn't have been able to see it.
This is annoying!!
"Wait here, I'll be back soon." Tang Miaoyi was immediately filled with motivation, casually put on her coat, got up, hurriedly ran out of the bedroom, changed her shoes, opened the door, and turned out.
Arriving at the place An Qiuying mentioned, all she saw on the wall was a colorfully printed rental notice with pictures that were taller than a person...
"It really is...."
Hiss...
Tang Miaoyi glanced at it, tore off the entire notice, and clapped her hands in satisfaction.
Back inside, Tang Miaoyi habitually threw her coat on the bed.
"Miss class president, don't make a mess."
An Qiuying just silently picked up the clothes and hung them back to their original place.
Anyway, now Tang Miaoyi's glorious image of this 'class president' had sort of completely collapsed. The reality was completely different from the rumors she had heard in class.
Messy house, careless, lazy, afraid of trouble, Air-headed...
All of these are directly opposite to what she heard, and there is nothing in common. Even with her perfect appearance, Qiuying feels that Tang Miaoyi's character is more like an ordinary otaku.
But... In contrast to the rumored Tang Miaoyi, An Qiuying feels that perhaps this is the true personality of the class president, right? The rest are just stereotypes imposed on her.
Although she has a carefree personality, everything about her seems authentic, and even with her disturbing habits, somehow she doesn't feel bad...
Without saying anything, Qiuying found a broom and mop and cleaned the house thoroughly. She disposed of the garbage bags and swept and mopped the floors, and after she was done, the whole house looked brand new.
Tang Miaoyi and the little white fox Da Mian watched her from the sidelines, their eyes lit up the longer she worked.
Witnessing the state of her house, Miaoyi couldn't help thinking that maybe a roommate wouldn't be so bad after all...
This is simply a heavenly blessing. Possibly God's attempt to make up for her physical and psychological trauma?
Miaoyi thought it was a good idea in the first place, but after being together for a while, she gained a very good impression of An Qiuying.
"By the way, Classmate Tang, have you always lived by yourself?" After basically taking care of everything, An Qiuying let out a long breath and nodded in satisfaction.
"Of course. And you can call me Miaoyi." Tang Miaoyi simply replied.
"If you want to pay the rent, how do you think you should pay it? I'll follow the notice you posted, right?"
"Rent?" Tang Miaoyi's head tilted lightly but shook his head, and refused: "This is not necessary, you can live here like it's your own home, you also help me quite a lot. Why hurt our relationship by having you pay me money?"
In the end, Tang Miaoyi has never had the idea to charge An Qiuying rent, even though she is short on money.
The other reason is her new single, which she believes could easily solve her money problems.
"Fox" is priceless, its value is immeasurable!
But An Qiuying was insistent and did not agree with her reasoning.
In the end, the two of them started a negotiation. Tang Miaoyi struggling to keep a low bottom line. Eventually, they both took a step back and settled on a symbolic charge of 500 Yuan per month.
And through some conversation, Tang Miaoyi took the chance to get to know her better.
It seems that An Qiuying's parents are still at the beginning of their business, but they are quite effective entrepreneurs, and they don't have much time to spend with their daughter. After they moved to this city, they found a high-end community and rented a cheap building.
Tang Miaoyi can't help but sigh, gotta love capitalists...
After confirming the room An Qiuying would live in in the future, Tang Miaoyi began to think about serious matters with a glimmer of anticipation about her future life.
An Qiuying is also very curious. She clearly remembers that when she first met the monitor, she said that she was an electronic music producer, which was why she wanted to borrow Da Mian...
How can you use an animal to make electronic music?
An Qiuying does not know this type of music, so she has no clue what Tang Miaoyi plans on doing.
In the bedroom, Tang Miaoyi squatted in front of a package stacked on the floor, casually glanced around, and ripped off the tape sealing it.
Inside is a small box, which contained a small condenser-type microphone, with a pop filter.
This is what Tang Miaoyi used her prep time to do, among other things, to get proper equipment.
Cheap equipment, around 600 yuan, but it should do for now.
She took it out of its packaging, plugged it into her computer, and then worked on the sound quality, and amplitude, and once she opened her music arrangement software, 'RPA', all the prep was done.
When An Qiuying saw the computer screen fill up with the dense tracks of audio that made up "Fox", the feeling of shock finally set in.
This... Tang Miaoyi really made it?
The bottom and auxiliary melody parts of "Fox" are not complicated and definitely not long, but for the untrained eye, they give off an aura of professionalism.
As the saying goes, "Experts watch the way and outsiders watch the excitement". An Qiuying being the onlooker can only stare in amazement, not understanding a thing, but impressed by its complexity.
Come on, Qiuying, go to Da Mian!"
After everything was done, the values were set, etc., Tang Miaoyi seemed to have changed suddenly, her eyes sparkling, and her whole person burst out with a completely different temperament than before.
An Qiuying was taken aback by this sudden change, and then after realizing it, she quickly said "Oh" a few times, picked up Da Mian, and sent it up.
She couldn't help but look a few more times.
Now Tang Miaoyi is so beautiful...
In An Qiuying's eyes, this version of Tang Miaoyi, whose fingers danced along the computer and burst out with a feeling of confidence, is completely different from her initial impression. Like she was placed under hundreds of thousands of spotlights, it exudes a unique shine.
It was as if at this moment, Tang Miaoyi was unstoppable.
An Qiuying became more curious about her roommate, what kind of person is this?
"Yip~" Crying out, after being suddenly picked up, Da Mian put up a small struggle and was reluctantly placed in front of the microphone.
"Good job." The corner of Tang Miaoyi's mouth raised to create a smile, gently blowing away a strand of hair blocking her eyesight. Her hands never stopped, moving the mouse quickly, quickly going in and out of menus fast enough to make An Qiuying dizzy.
BPM: 90.
Recording mode enabled. [Click] to begin recording...
Tang Miao Yi: "Get Da Mian to talk into the microphone."
"Okay." An Qiuying expressed her understanding and gently stroked Da Mian's head.
3...
2...
1...
"Yip~ Yip Yip~ Yip~ Yip~"
It seems that the little guy was following directions almost perfectly, letting out a series of soft, high-pitched whines.
It's a peculiar sound, kind of how you would imagine a cat laughing... Yes, it's a cat laugh, not a purr.
[Recording Complete]!
The next step is to adjust the tone and write the melody, these have long been rehearsed countless times in Tang Miaoy's mind, and naturally, nothing too out of the ordinary will arise.
On this software, there is no Midi keyboard or equalizer, so she can only write melodies by manually tuning each one. While not as fast as midi, with her skill, it goes by quickly.
Ten minutes later...
When Tang Miaoyi pressed the 'play' button, the play head began to slide along over the pile of tracks making up the project. For the first time, the completed song came out of the stereo. An Qiuying having watched the whole process, stood there dumfounded and covered her mouth,
"This .... This is Da Mian?"
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