The daily life of Buddhist texts

"Yes, cute."

"I'm looking forward to it. Is it going to be transformed? It feels like this is the first cute music."

"It doesn't have a fixed style."

"Too."

Atamaitai's song style is too complicated.

Putting down his phone, Oreki Gen stretched, went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get a glass of iced Coke, pulled off the pull tab and threw it into the trash can, drinking while returning to the soundproof glass room.

It is quite simple for Geno Oreki to restore the memory of Platinum Disco to real life.

As long as you hum gently in your heart, move the mouse casually, and drag the notes to the track, the production of "Platinum Disco" is completed.

The rhythm is cheerful and relaxed, and there is still a lack of a singer with a cute voice as a pillar.However, Oreki still decided to use a virtual singer as a singer.

Anyway, at that time, there will be a large number of cover songs, whether it is cute or fierce, netizens like gods will sing this song in various styles, bringing a second publicity to "Platinum Disco".

But it always felt like something was missing.

Minamoto Oreki thought about it, and created a new folder.

Named "Birds Out of the Dead".

Open up Cakewalk again and start making symphonic variations of Platinum Disco.

I have to say that Cakewalk is a very powerful music software. As long as you have enough knowledge of music theory, you don’t need to communicate with others. One person can use it as a band in front of the computer.

It is simply tailor-made for Oreki Gen.

The "Birds Out of the Dead" that I'm making right now has the taste of my hometown in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty in a certain way.

When the musical instruments sounded at the same time, they were solemn and majestic, as if people could witness that glorious city from the long river of history.

Yuan Oreki picked up his phone and sent Yinglili a PDF file he had just made.

Eri Kashiwagi: Two?

Panda: Two, please.

Kashiwagi Eri: To serve Mr. Atamaitai, work overtime tonight.

After drinking the rest of the Coke at once, Oreki Gen put his hands on his chest, looked at the two folders on the computer screen, and thought for a while.

"The bird that dies is the strangeness of the cuckoo." He said softly, like a narrator.

This is a voice that I don't usually use.

Bass is slightly suppressed nasal, indifferent but extremely resolving.The treble is mellow and clear, without the slightest sense of procrastination, very refreshing.

The tone is cold, but very recognizable.

But it was quite different from Oreki Gen's usual voice when he spoke.

Yes.

In fact, Gen Oreki has practiced vocal music, and has a good attainment.Not singing my own songs just because I don't want to.

And in the process of practicing vocal music, Oreki Gen also unlocked special skills.

It can be simply understood as voice actors.

In order not to make the song "Bird Out of the Dead" too boring, Gen Oreki is going to dub it himself.

Let me give you a little background introduction.

As for the cause and effect of the story, let the netizens play freely.

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A relaxed and lively flute sound.

A dynamic rhythm.

The girl with the poached egg clip on her short hair posed cutely and swayed in front of the camera.

Immediately afterwards, there was an ingenious hand dance, with simple and lovely movements.

"Look around, towards this platinum world"

"Take the first step!"

The voice of the virtual singer is loud and clear, singing moving melodies one after another.

The students in group F of the second year of Sobu High School gathered in front of the window, looking at the mobile phone screen in Miura Yumiko's hand, feeling a tingling scalp.

"Isn't this song too cute?"

"The dance is so cute, I'll learn it when I get back!"

"Mr. 4A is writing this kind of cute music for the first time."

"As expected of a 4A teacher!"

"Don't make noise." Yumiko Miura glared at Sho Tobe who spoke the loudest.

Then continue to focus on the phone screen.

On the screen, the legs of the poached girl are swinging freely, and there is an illusory mirror image on the left and right.

It is an ingenious form of expression.

"Still today"

"Hanging high in the night sky like a glass ball"

"Glittering—"

Yumiko Miura and the students beside her were slightly stagnant in breathing.

They knew the chorus of the song was coming.

The poached girl on the screen suddenly appeared, the kimono on her body was constantly changing in various colors and styles, her hairstyle also changed accordingly, and she was dancing a dance that was so cute from the beginning.

"Things that change all the time, things that don't change"

"I'm tired of all this"

"I swear to you, it's the first time I've heard of this forever"

Then, there is a picture of looking up at the camera.

The girl in the pink kimono raised her head with a smile, and danced to the last lyrics.

"Platinum, full of joy"

"Platinum, but reluctant to leave"

"Platinum, I can't stop crying"

"Why did you dance to disco again?"

With a wave of the girl's hands, the shadows of countless birds soared into the sky, and dropped jet-black feathers one by one.

The end of the song.

Sho Tobe next to him couldn't bear it long ago, his expression was distorted and ferocious, and his hands kept grabbing his neck, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

"This dance is so cute, it's so cute!" Sho Tobe howled like a beast. He hugged Hayama Hayato's shoulders and danced desperately, "Hayato! Let's dance this, shall we!"

"What's so good about you as a boy?" Miura Yuiko looked at Sho Tobe angrily.

"Look at the comments! Look at the comments!" Ubihama Yui urged from the side.

Yumiko Miura sighed, and began to scroll down the Youtube video interface, all the way to the comment area.

"What's wrong with Mr. 4A, the blessing this time is too cute! It feels completely different from the previous style!"

"I see. Mr. Atamaitai's meaning is obvious. It wants me to fall in love with the poached girl in it."

"Well, the poached girl is yours, and the 4A wife is mine."

"Not enough! One more!"

The comments are all praises, and there are a series of reminders.

It's no different from usual.

Until a comment caught the attention of Yumiko Miura.

"Is that the way it is for Atamaitai? He's exhausted.

How good it is to stick to your previous style, and now you are starting to flatter the house, right?

Forget it, after all, Two-dimensional makes a lot of money here, so I can understand it.

Cancellation, see you again. "

Yumiko Miura frowned, and clicked on the reply list below.

There are many messages at the bottom.

"You are too funny, this otherworldly netizen."

"The styles of 4A teachers are so varied, and there is not just one type."

"Atamaitai-sensei doesn't want money, and the copyright fee of Utopian Forest was sold for 60. You said it wants to make money?"

"Then you write a song."

Miura Yuiko's complexion was not very good-looking.

She is also a fan of Atamaitai. Seeing the musicians she likes being slandered, she naturally feels uncomfortable in her heart.

Although Atamaitai acts low-key and mysterious, Youtube only has works and no black spots.But that doesn't mean it doesn't have sunspots.

Catching wind and catching shadows, making a fuss out of a molehill, guiding the direction of the wind, and bringing the rhythm.

This is the basic quality of sunspots.

Miura Yuiko leaned back, and the people around her obviously noticed the change in her face, and did not keep up with them.And Yumiko Miura is also preparing to fight back against the commenter with reason and evidence.

Hand speed is fast.