A Genius One in a Million

Chapter 87 A Genius One in a Million

In the recording studio.

Natsuki and Haruka looked at Hachiku, who was singing loudly with headphones on, on the other side of the soundproof window, their eyes filled with surprise.

"Mr. Hatchku sings so well!"

Even Xia Mu nodded in agreement, a rare occurrence for him.

"Hmm, she's about half my strength now!"

Xiaoyao:

Although we've almost gotten used to Natsuki's shameless self-praise.

But after suddenly hearing these words, Xiaoyao paused for a moment.

"Then I'll be looking forward to your performance later!"

Xiaoyao rolled her eyes at Xia Mu and continued to watch the sound engineer's actions with curiosity.

And what about the woman who was so indifferent and mocking?

Xia Mu simply snorted.

"Cats are still the best!"

"Meow~"

Shin-Ye-Nyan obediently stuck her head under Natsuki's large hand.

"Hululuulu...

Amidst the purring of Xin Ye Miao, Xia Mu had a sudden inspiration.

Although I can't write songs, I have no problem singing a short song a cappella just by feeling it.

"Let me show you the power of the Karaoke King!"

Having a wealth of knowledge from another world, Xia Mu decides to also perform a public display of his abilities.

Therefore, unlike Xiaoyao, I didn't continue to watch the sound engineer's actions with curiosity.

Xia Mu sat down on a nearby sofa with the cat in her arms, and picked up a blank piece of paper and pen from the table to start scribbling and drawing.

But after a short while, Xia Mu paused, stroked his chin, and fell into deep thought.

at the same time.

Xiaoyao also noticed Xia, who was sitting on the sofa scratching his head.

???

With a blink, Xiaoyao's curiosity was piqued.

"What did you write? Let me see..."

Before Xiaoyao could even stick her head out, Xia Mu grabbed the white paper and hid it in his chest.

"No, I haven't finished writing yet!"

Seeing Xia Mu's reaction, Xiao Yao curled her lips.

"(Whatever, it's like nobody cares....)"

With that, Xiaoyao turned around and prepared to leave.

But the next moment, Xiaoyao suddenly turned around and pounced on Xia Mu.

"Let me see!"

"Sister Yao, no spicy food~"

sound engineer:"

Even though I'm wearing headphones, I still hope you won't treat me like I'm invisible.

For a moment, the sound engineer didn't know whether to continue watching Hachiku sing or wait and see what happened next.

So, the sound engineer quietly moved the headphones, revealing one ear, preparing to have his cake and eat it too.

Then he heard it.

"What? It's so short...."

"Don't let its short length fool you, it's a very compact one, you know? And it'll grow back in no time!"

???

The sound engineer was unsure whether the person behind him was actually looking at the lyrics.

Unable to contain his curiosity, the sound engineer rubbed his hands together like a fly.

If it weren't for his professional ethics, he would have loved to witness the spectacle firsthand.

Fortunately.

Hachiku quickly finished singing the song once.

He no longer needs to dwell on it.

Without hesitation, the sound engineer took off the headphones and turned around abruptly to look behind him.

What's wrong?

What stage are you at now?!

But when he saw the two of them just sitting together looking at the lyrics, he didn't know whether he should be disappointed or relieved.

Thankfully, they are normal people.

Disappointed that there were no juicy gossip stories to hear.

But is it really necessary for lyrics written by an amateur to have such rich expressions?

Seeing Xiaoyao's expressive face, the sound engineer, whose curiosity had already been piqued, also stepped forward.

I looked down.

"If pride isn't coldly slapped down by the sea of ​​reality, how will we know how hard we have to work to get to where we are?"

"Appatis, Appatis"

"Bobo, standing on the telephone pole outside the window, is being nosy. What you said has a very summery feel to it."

"Karaoke in the villa, cherry blossom fish in the pond."

"The torrential rain stirs up memories, how can they be hidden? Your beautiful eyes are as they were back then, lingering in my heart."

???

The sound engineer gave Xia Mu a complicated look.

How did you manage to put together so many different styles of lyrics?!

honestly.

Considering Xia Mu's previous behavior, the sound engineer strongly suspected that this guy had something wrong with his brain!

However... some of the lyrics are actually quite good!

So, the recording engineer stroked his chin, trying to compose a melody for the lyrics.

and so.

When Hatchik pushed open the door to the recording studio and came out, he saw three people with constipated expressions.

???

No, was my singing that bad?!

Well, I'm also a man who won first prize in the Snowflake City Elementary School Singing Contest!

Hatchuk immediately doubted his own singing voice.

Then, he noticed the hundred-page sheet placed in front of the three of them.

After curiously taking a closer look, Hachiku also showed the same expression.

But after learning the specifics, Hachiku looked at Xia Mu with a puzzled expression.

"No? I can understand them, so why don't you keep writing?!"

Natsuki: "

Could I say that because I used to spend too much time on Douyin before I time-traveled, these things just pop into my head whenever I think of music?

Xia Mu glanced at Hachiku speechlessly and continued to ponder deeply.

Then, amidst the expectant gazes of the others, he picked up his pen and wrote, "I love the green mountains, I love the clear waters, I love the blue sky..."

Xiaoyao:

Hachiku:

sound engineer:

However, in the end, professionals offered some advice.

"Since that's the case, why don't you sing a song about memories? There's equipment here anyway..."

"Great idea!"

Hachiku slammed his hand together, appearing very excited.

However, Xia Mu hesitated.

It sounds like a hassle, and there's no benefit to it.

Just then, a melodious voice rang out, striking straight to the heart.

"Maybe we can just put together a compilation of recorded songs, and if we sing well, we might even make a fortune..."

"Hey, I sing songs because of my love for music!"

Watching Natsuki stride aggressively toward the recording studio, Hachiku and the sound engineer looked at Haruka with admiration.

That's amazing.

She won over a man with just one sentence.

This girl is destined for great things!

In short, after an afternoon of hard work...

With the incentive of money, Xia Mu finally unleashed his incredible potential.

He successfully recreated the song "The First Dream" that he often listened to before his time travel, turning it into "Riding on the Back of a Dragonite".

When Xia Mu walked out of the recording studio, the sound engineer clapped, his expression full of reminiscence.

clap clap clap!

"Okay, this song is good. Although the arrangement isn't completely finished yet, but..."

"This song is full of energy and has a beautiful melody. It contains the courage to pursue dreams without fear. The song expresses the hope that everyone can hold on to their dreams and bravely pursue them, like riding on the back of a dragon, heading towards the other side of their dreams..."

"You are a musical genius, one in a million!"

Xia Mu, who had been flattered and swayed by the praise as soon as he stepped out, immediately became wary.

He used to praise people like that just to fool them.

"Dude, has anyone ever told you that you're like a fraudulent...song critic!"

If Xia Mu hadn't reacted quickly, she almost blurted out what was on her mind.

"That's not just a coincidence, it's me!"

"Yes, and it's a very famous one."

With Hachiku's confirmation, Xia Mu realized that the bespectacled man in front of her looked ordinary and could easily be lost in a crowd.

Besides being a recording engineer, he is also a famous music critic.

"I also have a heart that loves music..."

"Please, promise me you'll let me help you finish recording this song!"

The elder brother held Xia Mu's hand, gazing at her tenderly.

"Um, okay..."

For the first time, Xia Mu realized that being so charming wasn't necessarily a good thing, as she was sometimes harassed by men.