"Really okay?" Qin Yuyao was a little unbelievable, "You can tell me if you have something to say, it will be easier to say it, my tone is very tight."

　　 "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 Ximen Qing held in her hands. It was really covered with spicy oil, which looked a little scary.

　　 Ximen Qing wiped her tears while sticking her tongue out: "The idiot must have found the wrong store, damn, why the spicy oil in this store is so spicy!"

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

　　 "Thank you." Ximenqing took a mouthful of the water, but the next second she squirted out the water she had just drunk.

　　 Her expression was like a little finger kicked to the foot of the bed: "rua~what did you drink for me?"

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

　　 At this time, Damen Zi came over with a pile of clothes: "Huh? Where is the laundry detergent I just prepared?"

　　 Ximen Qing's expression became even more distorted when she heard this, and Qin Yuyao also curled her neck in embarrassment.

　　 "Love, did you see the glass of water just here? Huh? Why is the cup in your hand so familiar?"

　　 Damen Zi intends to ask again, Ximen Qing can't stand it anymore: "No more! I drank it! Who told you to leave it indiscriminately, I deserve to go!"

　　 said, she slapped the cup on the table, and then went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.

　　 "Why does she drink laundry detergent? Does this thing taste good?" The door looked at Qin Yuyao in confusion.

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

　　 "Really?" Damen Zi looked at the red duck on the table, "I thought that the chili oil is red, she definitely likes it, so I asked the boss to add more."

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

　　 Qin Yuyao looked at the bathroom where the sound of retching could not stop, clasped her hands and closed her eyes and said, "Sorry, Sister Ximen, I don't know it will be like this."

　　……

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

　　 Ximen Qing listened to it, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your friend is really talented."

　　 Now she sounds very similar to the arrangement in her memory. It has the same guzheng, the same flute, and an electric guitar... But this may be related to her not understanding music, and it feels similar to what she listens to.

　　 I don’t know how many years the original owner of this body has lived. There are countless things he learned when he was idle, but after the soul changes, Ximen Qing can master some things that remain in his muscle memory. For example, how to energize when singing, how to move the fingers when playing the piano, or how to disassemble and reassemble an old 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 an antique connoisseur as she is now.

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

　　 The other party immediately replied that they could post. This made Ximen Qing more suspicious whether this person stayed by the phone 24 hours a day.

　　 "But if you can post it, don't waste it." So she used the number "Tsing Yi Yeast" to post the recorded video together.

　　 then posted it again on Weibo.

　　 In fact, she is unqualified like this. Generally speaking, she should set up an account on other music websites and post it again. Something like cool cats, Wangyiyun, oily turtles, etc., because if she doesn't send it herself, someone will definitely carry it, which is equivalent to absorbing the traffic that should belong to her and earning the money that should belong to her.

　　 But now she mainly relies on comics to make money. Singing is just a sideline, so she doesn't care about the details.

　　 Currently, the "base camp" of Tsing Yi Yeast is still at Station B. In the past few months, her fans are almost 150W. This is quite a terrifying number, after all, she only posted a few videos. If she could take care of it, she would actually have no worries about food and drink just by relying on this account, and she wouldn't have to make trouble for one month's food expenses as before.

　　 The fan value is high, and some places are actually privileged. For example, other small UPs may have to wait for several hours, but as soon as the video of Ximen Qing was sent out, the reviewer immediately checked it, and then it passed 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 people watching at the same time reached 4400+.

　　 There are screen confession, some grab the front row, and there are construction subtitles and empty ears.

　　 Almost a song, the number of barrage in this video has overflowed.

　　 "Look at the price of station B.."

　　 "I rely on ~lightnovelpub.net~ Do you really live in station B?"

　　 "Long live godmother! Godmother is so cute!"

　　……

　　 But apart from these boring people, more people are still listening to the music carefully. Because this song is very different from the previous one, it is easy to immerse people in and listen to it without knowing it.

　　 "Damn! How come it sounds so good!" Ai Tingyu decisively pulled out his earphones and listened again after plugging them in.

　　 Although I thought the song of Tsing Yi Yeast was very good before, it has never been so exaggerated as it is today. In the past, all she felt after listening to it was "you can steal it", but with this song, she felt a little bit reluctant to steal it.

　　 "The sky is waiting for the rain and I am waiting for you..." Before she knew it, she sang along.

　　 "Mom?" Xie Yan originally came into the room to look for her, but Ai Tingyu was so drunk in the singing that she didn't hear her daughter's shout at all.

　　 did not react until Xie Yan walked over and pulled her hand: "Huh? What's wrong?"

　　 "Mom, I want to learn to sing!"

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

　　……

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! It sounds so good!" Chen Guangming trembled all over in the Wulin City Garrison Area. People who didn't know thought he was taking some hallucinogenic potions.

　　 Half a month ago, he was taken to Wulin City by Lian Qianjun. After Lianjia explained the specific situation to him, he chose to join Lianjia and served as a science and technology consultant in the Wulin City Military District. Although he is an evolutionary of the science fiction system, his black technology is actually available to him, 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 he has a lot of time to fish.