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Chapter 184 – New Changes In The Voice
Early that morning, after finishing his exercise, Yang Yi continued to practice his voice.
Although he was alone and felt bored without Mo Fei, he did not slack off. After all, he was also a man with a music dream. 1 Note 1: The so-called music dream refers to him wanting to sing his favorite songs, not wanting to enter the entertainment industry. (Author’s Note)
However, today Yang Yi was pleasantly surprised to discover that he had made a breakthrough.
It happened when he had the idea to use his internal strength to expand his vocal cords. When he gently injected some internal strength into his throat, his voice, which was no longer youthful, suddenly loosened up!
Yang Yi tried to sing a few words and found that although it was still a bit unnatural, he felt that the range he couldn’t sing before could now be reached!
This was a good sign!
After Yang Yi injected more internal strength, he seemed to have entered a new world, a world full of musical fun!
Of course, it was very tiring. Especially after only a few months of practicing internal skills in that body, Yang Yi couldn’t sustain it for more than a few minutes before his internal strength began to run out.
Obviously, it was impossible for him to become a master with an incredible range by relying on internal strength.
However, the surprise hasn’t come yet. After Yang Yi withdraw his internal strength, he could still keenly perceive that although his vocal cords had returned to their original appearance, they were no longer as stiff as before. The vocal cord muscles and vocal ligaments seemed to have gain a bit of elasticity!
The changes were not quite obvious, but Yang Yi was very sure they existed!
“There’s a chance!” Yang Yi thought to himself, feeling a bit surprised.
Was is possible that by adding internal strength as a stimulating factor in his daily vocal exercises, the benign changes in his vocal cords could gradually accumulate and lead to quantitative and qualitative changes? Could it be possible for him to sing in a range that he couldn’t sing before without relying on internal strength in the future?
Yang Yi decided to observe for another period of time before drawing a conclusion!
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“Papa, hurry up! We’re going to be late!” Just after finishing breakfast, the little girl grabbed her small schoolbag and shouted in the living room.
It was Xixi’s fourth day at kindergarten, where she made friends, talked, and played games with her peers. Xixi became more and more cheerful every day and was no longer the shy little girl who would cling to her father and hide behind him when she met strangers.
This was a good thing. Yang Yi didn’t want Xixi to be as cold as himself or Mo Fei, and without many close friends!
The little girl seemed a bit impatient, but Yang Yi was very slow. He wasn’t really slow, but after starting to enjoy the life of an ordinary person, he liked to do things slowly and methodically like a turtle, and even proudly say, “This is life!”
“So, you want to leave Papa and go play with Zhao Yu and your friends? Papa is not happy, Papa is very sad,” Yang Yi helped Xixi pack today’s lunch in a plastic bag while pretending to be jealous.
However, it was unknown how much of it was pretense, and perhaps there was some sincerity!
“Okay!” Xixi sighed heavily, as if overwhelmed by a heavy burden, and slumped her shoulders helplessly. She helplessly spread out her hands and spoke like a little adult, “Actually, I really want to play with Papa too, but the teacher said that children who are late for class are not well-behaved and need to apologize to the other children! So, I don’t want to be late either!”
Yang Yi couldn’t help but feel amused at the little girl’s appearance,. He went up and rubbed Xixi’s little head and said with indulgence, “Don’t worry, Papa won’t let you be late. This is a promise from the famous car god from Autumn Mountains!”
Unfortunately, his car was the Tyrant Wolf, not a Wuling Hongguang, let alone the legendary Wuling Hongguang S.
After sending the little girl to kindergarten, Yang Yi started writing a recruitment notice while there weren’t too many customers coming in for coffee in the morning.
For this recruitment notice, Yang Yi even bought Wannian red rice paper2 “万年红宣纸” is a type of traditional Chinese rice paper that is often used for calligraphy or painting. The name “Wannian red” (万年红) refers to the deep red color of the paper, which is believed to symbolize good luck and fortune. used for the Spring Festival, as well as a brush and ink.
In terms of music, calligraphy, painting, and chess, his musical talent was outstanding, his painting skills were not bad, and his chess skills were average, while his calligraphy was barely good.
Yang Yi hasn’t practice calligraphy for a long time, so he searched for the feeling on regular white paper before finally writing it all in one go on the large red rice paper.
“Recruitment notice
Due to operational needs, our shop is recruiting one to two coffee shop employees who can work part-time. Applicants are required to be proficient in hand-made coffee techniques, be humble and courteous, and work diligently. Salary is negotiable!”
Yang Yi didn’t write his name as the signature, but instead wrote “The Coffee Shop on the Corner.”
The content was very simple, and the number of characters was not many, so on such a large piece of red rice paper, Yang Yi wrote the font very large, satisfying his desire to write big characters.
Fortunately, he rationally didn’t have the impulse to show off his running script, and the neat regular script didn’t seem to take much effort.
Yang Yi blew on the ink and admired his work while waiting for it to dry.
What great characters with iron-like strokes and powerful impact that penetrates the paper!
He hadn’t practiced much in recent years, but his calligraphy hadn’t lagged behind too much!
He thought that many people would come to apply after he posted this recruitment notice. He was sure that his calligraphy would have a magical effect!
But nothing happened…
In the afternoon, when Yang Yi closed the shop to go pick up Xixi, he glanced somewhat depressingly at the big red notice posted on the shop door.
He had been looking forward to it all day, but not a single person came to apply!
If only there were one! It was really embarrassing…
……
At night, after telling bedtime stories to help put Xixi to sleep, Yang Yi went back to his study. He wanted to send the manuscript and illustrations he had saved over the past few days to the editor, Qiang Zi, to help with the layout and publication.
However, when he opened his mailbox, Yang Yi saw a letter from a stranger.
Yang Yi frowned and knew from the title that it was about songs. These people from Tianmei were persistent once they knew his email address. How many emails had they sent him?
He wasn’t planning on paying attention to it, but the little red dot was bothering him, so Yang Yi clicked on it, intending to quickly dismiss it.
However, when he saw the content of the email, Yang Yi stopped his right-hand index finger from clicking the mouse.
“Ju Jie?” A smile appeared on Yang Yi’s face.
This guy, just like Mo Fei complained to him before, wanted to buy a song from him under the banner of being Mo Fei’s colleague, and moreover, he was buying a song that Yang Yi hadn’t registered the copyright for.
This idea was disgusting, but also bold!
It should be known that the copyright organizations that has been heavily funded in this world were very powerful! Unless it was with the original author’s consent, even if one were to grab someone else’s creative song on the copyright organization’s website, once the original author sued, all the details would be revealed.
Correspondingly, those who committed acts of copyright infringement would also receive severe punishment, which was the legendary bankruptcy and imprisonment!
So, wasn’t this Ju Jie afraid of going back on his word?
“Walking on a tightrope is still a bit interesting!” Yang Yi had some thoughts in his mind, but he still sent an email to ask Ju Jie what he intended to do.
Finally, he added, “If I really sell you a complete song, how much money can you pay to buy it out?”
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