The Fall of the Vampire

"Are you all right?" Qin Yuyao was a little unconvinced, "If you have something to say, just tell me, it will make you feel better, I'm very tight-lipped."

"Really?" Ximen Qing looked at her, and then said, "Well, actually... this red duck is so spicy, hiss—"

Qin Yuyao looked at the box of red-skinned ducks that Ximenqing was holding in her hand, it was indeed covered with spicy oil, which looked a little scary.

Ximenqing stuck out her tongue while wiping her tears: "Dumb boy must have found the wrong store, oh my god, why is the chili oil in this store so spicy!"

Qin Yuyao quickly picked up a glass of water beside her and handed it to her: "Come, drink some water."

"Thank you." Ximenqing took the water glass and felt bored, but in the next second she squirted out the water she just drank.

Her expression was as if her little finger had kicked the foot of the bed: "rua~ what did you give me to drink?"

"I don't know?" Qin Yuyao looked innocent, "I just saw a glass of water standing here, isn't it water?"

It just so happened that Damen Zi came over with a pile of clothes in his arms: "Huh? Where's the laundry detergent I just prepared?"

Hearing this, Ximen Qing's expression became even more distorted, and Qin Yuyao shrank her neck in embarrassment.

"Qing'er, have you seen the glass of water just placed here? Huh? Why does the glass in your hand look so familiar?"

Damen Zi was about to ask again, but Ximen Qing couldn't take it anymore: "No more! I drank it! Who told you to put it indiscriminately, you can match it yourself!"

With that said, she put the cup on the table with a snap, and then ran to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.

"Why does she drink laundry detergent? Does it taste good?" Damen Zi looked at Qin Yuyao in puzzlement.

Qin Yuyao whispered: "Probably because the duck is too spicy."

"Really?" Damen Zi looked at the red-skinned duck on the table, "I thought she would like the red chili oil, and asked the boss to add more."

After speaking, she shook her head, picked up the empty cup and continued to dispense laundry detergent.

Qin Yuyao looked at the bathroom where the sound of retching kept coming, put her hands together and closed her eyes, and said, "Sorry, sister Ximen, I didn't know it would happen."

...

Five days later, Xiaoguai came to Ximen Qing with the already composed "Blue and White Porcelain".

After hearing this, Ximen Qing couldn't help sighing: "That friend of yours is really talented."

She heard it now, and it was actually very similar to the arrangement in her memory, with the same guzheng, flute, and electric guitar... But this may have something to do with her lack of understanding of music, and she feels the same when listening to everything.

The original owner of this body lived for an unknown number of years, and learned countless things when he was doing nothing, but after the soul was changed, what Ximen Qing could grasp was only some things that were retained in muscle memory. For example, how to sing vigorously, how to move fingers when playing the piano, or how to disassemble and reassemble an old-fashioned pistol within 10 seconds after touching it.

And there is nothing left of knowledge, such as music knowledge, historical knowledge, biological knowledge... If this knowledge is still there, she will not be as hungry as she is now if she becomes an antique connoisseur.

She sent the source file of the song to "17-year-old girl loves to grind her teeth", and asked the other party if she could also send the song to Station B.

The other party immediately replied that it can be sent. This made Ximenqing even more suspicious of whether this person was by his phone 24 hours a day.

"But since you can post it, don't waste it." So she used the account "Qingyi Yeast" to post the recorded video together.

Then I posted it on Weibo.

In fact, she is unqualified for this. Generally speaking, she should set up an account on other music websites and post it again. Such as Kumao, Wangyiyun, Youtubie, etc., because if she doesn't post it herself, someone will definitely carry it. This is equivalent to absorbing the traffic that should belong to her and making money that should belong to her.

But now she mainly makes money from comics, and singing is just a sideline, so she doesn't care about these details.

At present, the "base camp" of Tsing Yi yeast is still at station B. Over the past few months, her fans have reached almost 150W. This is quite a scary number, after all, she has only posted so many videos. If she knew how to take care of it, she would actually be able to eat and drink just by relying on this account, and she wouldn't have to worry about a month's food expenses as before.

The value of fans is high, and there are actually privileges in some places. For example, for the review, other small UPs may have to wait for several hours, but as soon as Ximenqing's video was sent out, the reviewer checked it immediately, and then passed it within half an hour.

As soon as the video was released, the number of simultaneous viewers continued to rise. Her 1.5 million fans are not zombie fans. In almost half a minute, the number of simultaneous viewers reached 4400+.

Some swiped the screen to confess, some grabbed the front row, and there were construction subtitles and empty ears.

In the time of almost one song, the number of barrage in this video has already overflowed.

"Learn about the price at station B..."

"Damn it, you guys really live at Station B?"

"Long live godmother! Godmother is so cute!"

...

But apart from these boring people, most of them are still listening to the music seriously. Because this song is very different from the previous ones, it is easy to get immersed in it, and listen to it without knowing it, and there is no time to post the barrage.

"Damn! Why is it so good!" Ai Tingyu decisively took out his earphones, plugged them in, and listened again.

Although I thought Tsing Yi Yeast's song was very nice before, it has never been as exaggerated as it is today. In the past, she felt that she could steal it after listening to it, but for this song, she felt a little bit reluctant to steal it.

"Azure is waiting for Misty Rain and I'm waiting for you..." Before she knew it, she began to sing along.

"Mom?" Xie Yan originally went into the room to look for her, but Ai Tingyu was so intoxicated by the singing that she didn't hear her daughter's call at all.

It wasn't until Xie Yan walked over and took her hand that she realized: "Huh? What's wrong?"

"Mom, I want to learn to sing!"

"Oh, okay, okay," Ai Tingyu picked up her daughter, and then pulled out the earphones, "Let's learn this."

...

"Ahhhhh! It sounds so good!" In the security area of ​​Wulin City, Chen Guangming was trembling all over. People who didn't know thought he had taken some hallucinogenic drugs.

Half a month ago, he was brought to Wulin City by Lian Qianjun. After the Lian family explained the specific situation to him, he chose to join the Lian family and served as a scientific and technological consultant in the Wulin City Military Region. Although he is an evolutionist of the science fiction department, his black technology can only be used by himself, and there is no way to disassemble it into knowledge and develop it, because he himself does not know the principle.

So he is actually quite leisurely now, and has a lot of time to fish.