Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The next day, Bai Moji was polishing a new song in her studio. At this time, she would block everything outside and only let her closest three-person band, two big and small three snow leopards, and a whole day's concentration accompany her.

As an entertainment star, as an entertainment star who ditched all music companies and worked completely on her own, Bai Moji did not have endless resources to win attention for herself. She knew that the only way to settle down and make a living was to produce good works. It is said that if you sing ten songs, you can sing on stage, if you sing twenty songs, you can become a guest, if you sing thirty songs, you can try to sing, and only if you sing more than forty songs, you are eligible to enter the hall.

Bai Moji is still two good songs short of her standard of being able to enter the palace. Ten days ago, she released a new single "Generation of Gunfire", and the response could only be considered average. It had a certain degree of popularity, but it was not "hot", which failed to meet her expectations. So she decided to devote more energy to adjusting the single at hand so that it could - according to her vision - touch the heart.

"It's not even close. It's not a matter of pitch, it's timbre, timbre - I'll say it again." Bai Moji waved the band to stop, sighed, and said: "All the foreshadowing of the whole song is focused on these two bars. We need to let emotions explode. There are no technical problems with scales, melody... now the problem is expression, the expression of emotions. Think carefully about what kind of instruments can better express emotions. At the same time, rest for half an hour and wash your face. , and then go to the musical instrument room and smash things, maybe you can get some inspiration."

Everyone nodded, and they breathed a long sigh of relief as if they had just gotten rid of some kind of terrible pressure. This kind of work is tantamount to a state of abuse, and it will definitely not create moving music.

Although it is advertised that he is a good singer and songwriter, performance is his forte, and his creation is not top-notch, at least not as many extraordinary moments of inspiration as in live performances. These "extraordinary" performance moments make everyone want to see her live performances, and they are also her special skills that enable her to support herself. It's just that she wants to go further, sell more records and singles, and continue to be a top actress in this era where it's increasingly difficult to make money from live performances.

"Walk with me." Bai Moji snapped her fingers, and the three snow leopards followed her, walking closely with her. There were originally four snow leopards, but one of them was given away. Bai Moji felt incredible every time she thought about it. After only meeting a few times - the mercenary named Naike was actually only the second or third time they met - the Snow Leopard parents gave their children to that man. Theoretically, the little snow leopard was also his property, but why was he so obsessed with letting the snow leopard make the decision at that time?

Thinking that Bai Moji was missing a snow leopard, Bai Moji thought that she was also missing a friend. I heard a while ago that Zhuang Feifei was going to sell her studio, and Bai Moji wanted to get involved, planning to invest in individual stocks in the new studio. But Zhuang Feifei sold so quickly, it seemed that it only took a week from the time the news was released to the transaction. After that, Zhuang Feifei also disappeared. It was said that she was dead, or that she might have been kidnapped and locked up in the basement as a slave. This kind of news could never be told true or false. Bai Moji felt it was a pity. If she could get along with her for a longer time, maybe she could teach her the secret of how a woman can survive independently, and she would not have a tragic end.

"Sigh... I'm in a bad mood. I'm really uninspired." Bai Moji shook her head and led the three snow leopards through the corridor to the living room. According to her request, today is a creative working day and no guests will be received. Servants were only allowed into the kitchen in the morning and had to leave after preparing meals for the entire day. There was no one in the living room, including the bodyguards who were in every corner of the room. In the core area, it was enough for her to have the snow leopard to protect her, and she could enjoy complete tranquility.

"I need to relax and change my mood. What should I do?" Bai Moji wanted to make herself some juice at first, but her chef had already made it and it was very good. She took a glass and drank it directly. , no need to do anything extra. So Bai Moji walked around the room with a drink in hand, looking for something to relax herself, until she saw something sent by the advertising manufacturer.

"Dream Mist Experience First Generation Machine", produced by Sanliu Charity Foundation, is the latest sleep companion that can provide the best sleep experience, including excellent sleep quality and a dream experience where all your wishes come true.

But just releasing songs and holding concerts is not enough to support a whole team. Bai Moji also has commercial endorsements and advertisements to accept. The advantage of being independent is that you can decide by yourself what products to endorse and what events to attend, without having to become a plaything in the lap of various bosses. It's a pity that there are so many toys out there, whether they are sitting, kneeling, lying on their stomachs and pouting, or lying with their legs slit, it's not easy to make money while standing.

But the market still needs people who stand up, such as the four top companies. It is rare for Sanliu Charity Foundation headquarters to launch a product and find Bai Moji to endorse it - she is just one of the spokespersons, and top companies will not be led by spokespersons. In addition to showing her face, Bai Moji also has to write a new song with the product as the theme song, and also participate in singing "Mist of Dreams", which is the advertising song for the new product made by Sanliu Charity Foundation.

There's nothing wrong with that song, it's definitely a catchy, widely accepted and sung saliva song. Singing this song is not shabby, this is making money while standing. Bai Moji and the Sanliu Charity Foundation Product Promotion Department negotiated when they should, signed contracts when they should, and when they should rehearse, practice together, and record. Everything was neat and step-by-step, and the cooperation was quite neat and smooth.

The song has been sung and the product has been delivered to her door. Regardless of whether Bai Moji actually uses this product or not, she must say that she uses it after she goes out. And as long as she is still the product spokesperson, and within three years after she has just stepped down as the spokesperson, she must use it. She can only use this product, and Sanliu Charity Foundation covers all her dosage.

Bai Moji asked several assistants to try the product, and they all received very good reviews. Now that she saw "Meng Mist", Bai Moji suddenly became curious and prepared to give it a try.

There are trial instructions printed on the surface of the packaging paper box. You can follow the instructions and there will be no problem. This design is very considerate. The first version of Mengwu Experience is a large eye mask with a rubber shell. The tightness can be adjusted with a strap. There are knobs next to it to set the alarm time and sleep assistance intensity.

People with severe insomnia use the "strong" setting, while ordinary people only need the "weak" setting. Bai Moji followed the advice and adjusted the "weak" setting for half an hour. Then she lay on the sofa and put on an eye mask, keeping her eyes open and waiting for sleep to come.

The inside of the eye mask is completely light-blocking, and the design close to the face ensures that no light will leak in, which makes her a little worried about her skin. At this time, a red light flashed inside the eye mask, like a shooting star in the night sky. Just when Bai Moji was wondering how the equipment could achieve this effect, she felt the area around the eye mask light up slightly, and a purple-red halo slowly spread out, as if the sunset was about to cover the sky.

"Oh, by the way, the manual mentioned that this thing needs to be charged. It seems that there is a filament in it." Bai Moji is just a singer and doesn't understand engineering design. It can be seen from her independent career in society that she is quite rebellious. She stares when it is dark, but she refuses to look when the lights are on. "If I close my eyes, can you still hypnotize me?"

This is clearly a machine for sleeping. The normal use scenario is to close your eyes, and it really doesn’t try to use filament to achieve the effect advertised by the product. Although Bai Moji closed her eyes, she could still vaguely see the flow of light, and at the same time experience various emotions such as relaxation, joy, and relief. These feelings made her let down her guard, just like a child being held in the arms of a mother who loves her, feeling full, warm, and soft...

Bai Moji fell asleep immediately and had a beautiful dream. Half an hour later, she woke up on time, emotionally reluctant to let go, because all the dreams were so clear, every detail was real and every detail was unreal.

She dreamed that she was wandering in the ocean of music, with all movements under her command, technology serving art, and objects speaking for emotions. You can get whatever you want: her new song is full of emotion, has beautiful melody, and catchy lyrics. It can be said that it is impeccable in every aspect; when she sang this song, the audience went crazy for her, and she was so adoring. The sound made her excited, and she continued to create extraordinary performances one after another, and the entire performance went down in history.

The dream was so beautiful that she wanted to sleep with a blindfold on again. At this time, Snow Leopard licked her with his tongue, and kept pushing into her arms like a baby.

"Are you hungry again? Or are you thirsty?" Bai Moji pushed Snow Leopard's nose away and stood up from the sofa. "I'll record the inspiration I just had, and then get you something to eat. Heh... why are you still yawning? You were asleep just now, why are you even sleepier?"

This phenomenon occurs mainly because Bai Moji does not usually use safety blue, and her body does not have drug resistance and addiction needs, so it will react in a real way, which is fatigue. All the emotions and plots she experienced in her dreams were created for her by her brain under the stimulation of drugs. To put it bluntly, it was all workload and would definitely consume her energy. After detailed testing, the Sanliu Charity Foundation believes that the "Dream Mist" will have the best effect first if the body adapts to the daily intake of safe blue, and will it play a role in strengthening sleep.

A situation like Bai Moji's will be improved if she uses Dream Mist several times. Dreams are beautiful and people sleep well. Only products like this can make people rely on them.

Ten minutes later, Bai Moji hurried into the studio with a piece of paper filled with melody, wanting to show it to the band. Although she still couldn't solve the problem of which instrument to use to express the timbre, she had inspiration for the next song, which was also a good gain. Just then, she saw the band's keyboard player sitting on the ground with a steel helmet on his head with six helical antennas on it. More than a dozen indicator lights on the helmet kept flashing, while the keyboard player was mumbling and shaking his hands, not knowing what he was doing.

"What is this? A game console?" Bai Moji asked the band's drummer and bassist.

"On the console of the execution puppet, Marco is remotely controlling the execution puppet at home to organize clothes and pack luggage. Aren't we going to have a small meeting and performance event tomorrow? He found that he had brought something less."

Bai Moji spread her hands, frowned, and said: "Is the execution puppet that kind of humanoid machine with a cold mask? My God, I feel creepy just looking at that thing. It simply combines all the weird and weird things in history. Evil and coldness come together. Don’t you feel that way?”

"No, that thing doesn't look good, but it's about the same as the dolls that display clothes in stores. And it's only one generation of products now. It is said that the next generation will be better and can do more things actively." The bassist said: "In the end The key thing is that it’s cheaper than hiring a servant, and you can provide guidance at any time.”

The female drummer beat a three-beat rhythm and said: "Another advantage is that I can monitor it at home at any time to see if my boyfriend is secretly looking for other women or men behind my back. This is a way to make me more Disgusting results.”

"OK, your tolerance for aesthetics is obviously higher than mine. Anyway, I will never let that thing appear in my house - it is too ugly. By the way..." Bai Moji pointed at the keyboard player Marco and said: " Does this count as him calling to handle personal matters during working hours?"

"It doesn't count, because he is busy preparing for tomorrow's performance. This is also his job."

Bai Moji snorted and said, "Then he should work overtime instead of taking up my time. How to wake him up? What will happen if I just take off the helmet?"

"There is no problem if you just pick it off. If the execution puppet finds that the command acceptance is interrupted, it will return to its normal state and will not execute only half of the commands received. This is a safety guarantee. But there is a safer way to wake it up. That's him." The bassist reached out and patted the keyboard player's belly, and then said to Bai Moji: "He has complete touch, but his hearing and vision will be partially blocked. If patting the belly doesn't work, you can also pick up the crotch - —I promise it will work great."

"Cut your crotch!" the drummer yelled, bumping the drumstick three times, and then banging a rhythm.

Bai Moji smiled and saw Marco take off his helmet and said: "I haven't figured out what kind of instrument to use, but I have some inspiration. I wrote a few fragments and tried to play them to simulate various styles. , to see how to express it and how to continue to enrich it. I feel like another good song is beckoning to me."

"Okay! It's good to use your brain to make a new song. Just spinning around in one song is almost not enough." The keyboard player put down his helmet, raised his hand to tap his shoulders and neck, and said, "The execution puppet is easy to use, but the helmet It’s too heavy. It’s better to use a fixed bracket. The weight is borne by the bracket, so you won’t get tired after using it for a long time.”

"Use less execution puppets, be careful that their robot brains will affect your mind." Bai Moji curled her lips and talked about the rumors she heard from somewhere.

"Haha, no, there is no such danger at all. Don't listen to those idiots who are against everything. The execution puppet definitely represents the right direction for the future." Keyboard player Marco said: "As long as you train it well, it can be completed. Repetitive tasks have become very easy for people. Now it has learned to empty the trash can when it is full, mop the floor when it is dirty, and water the plants at home every day. It is very easy to use, provided you are willing to do so. Take the time to train it.”

"Still spending time with a robot?"

"Boss, you have to be careful when looking for servants, right? It also takes time. Although the execution puppet can't do fine work, it doesn't have the bad habits of humans. Plus, it doesn't steal things. Generally speaking, It’s better to worry less.”

Bai Moji curled her lips, her expression disapproving. But deep down, she liked the advantage of not stealing things, because she found that some of her things could not be found inexplicably.