Rebirth starts from my wife chasing after me

"The next step is editing, and some dubbing work." Chen Juan asked.

Su Qian nodded: "That's almost it."

"By the way, I suddenly remembered something. What's your nickname for your Bilibili account?" Su Qian said.

With Su Qian's reminder, Chen Juan remembered that he hadn't set a nickname for himself yet.

Chen Juan looked at Su Qian: "What's your name?"

Su Qian thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you call me Xiaojuan who loves painting?"

Chen Juan nodded: "Okay, let's call it this."

Su Qian giggled, with some kindness in her heart, she said, "Don't think about it any more. If there is no accident, this nickname will be fixed."

Chen Juan raised his eyebrows: "I won't change the name my wife gave me."

"Okay, then I'll change my name too, and I'll call it Xiaoqian who loves to sing." Su Qian smiled happily: "Anyway, this name was randomly chosen during registration."

Taking advantage of Su Qian holding her mobile phone to set a nickname, Chen Juan started to pack up her drawing board and other drawing tools, and put them into the cardboard box next to the cabinet.

"Hey, you put this thermos here too." Su Qian's voice sounded from behind.

Chen Juan turned around, and Su Qian was looking at the contents of the small box behind her.

It was the box where Chen Juan put things related to Su Qian, including earphones and scarves.

"Well, it's all about you." Chen Juan responded.

When Su Qian heard what Chen Juan said, her expression softened, she squatted down, and looked slowly.

Seeing the earphones, Su Qian seemed to think of something, put it on her ears, pressed the play button, and soon a smile appeared on her face.

"Hey, you really heard it." Su smiled a little naively.

The corners of Chen Juan's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at the girl with a silly smile in front of him: "Well, it accompanied me every night in my third year of high school."

"I'll be with you from now on." Su Qian raised her head, smiling like a flower.

"Yeah." Chen Juan nodded lightly.

Su Qian carefully put the earphones back into the box, and then focused on the folded red scarf.

Looking at it, she suddenly felt that the scarf she knitted should not be so thick.

Su Qian picked up one end of the scarf, unfolded it, and was surprised to find that the length of the scarf had doubled. She looked at the palm of her hand, and there was Chen Juan's name embroidered on one side of the scarf.

That's right, the one I woven.

Su Qian turned to the other end of the scarf and saw her name appearing on the red scarf, but it was more beautiful than the one she embroidered.

"You knitted it?!" Su Qian had a look of surprise on her face.

Chen Juan squinted and said, "There was a stupid kid who didn't finish knitting the scarf, so I had to help her knit it."

Su Qian pouted, and looked at the painting on the desk in front of the window, and then she remembered that in Chen Juan's painting just now, the two of them were wearing the same scarf together.

"It's so kind of you." Su Qian's voice was a little whiny, and she couldn't help getting up and hugging Chen Juan.

"Let's take a photo with the scarf on." Su Qian said.

"Okay." Chen Juan replied.

The two put on scarves, Su Qian held the phone in one hand, and made a heart-to-heart with Chen Juan with the other hand.

In the photo, it is obviously summer, but the two people wearing the same red scarf are smiling brightly.

……

The next day.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the bedroom in the morning, Chen Juan had already got up from the bed in a daze.

Habitually turn on the phone to check the time, but the mobile phone QQ message notification tone rang several times one after another.

Su Qian: I have already edited the video of your painting and part of the content, and I will send it to you.

Su Qian: Video.avi

Su Qian: I wrote the copywriting myself, and the subsequent dubbing and background music have not been added yet. We will do the dubbing this afternoon and shoot some things.

Su Qian: Okay, I'm going to bed, good night.

It was the early morning of last night, and Chen Juan was already asleep at that time, so he didn't pay attention to the news from his mobile phone.

Guessing that Su Qian should still be sleeping, Chen Juan didn't send her any more messages, but clicked on the video to watch it.

"Every winter in the future, I hope that I can eat roasted sweet potatoes with you, step on the snow hand in hand, wear a long scarf together, and spend every winter together."

At the beginning of the video, Su Qian's gentle voice sounded, and the words were written in black and white on the screen.

Chen Juan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Su Qian would also participate in the dubbing.

The video flashed for a moment, and then slowly changed from blurred to clear. Chen Juan's slender and beautiful hands appeared on the screen, and the entire screen fit his hands and the drawing board. The sun just shone in, and there was a different kind of beauty.

"I like a girl. This winter, she knitted a scarf for me. However, when the day came to give me a present, her scarf was only half finished..."

Chapter 68 I Have a Bold Idea

When the picture on the screen of the mobile phone stays on the drawing paper that has been drawn, the video ends.

Chen Juan watched the video again. Su Qian's editing was okay, but after all, the painting process was too monotonous and boring.

From the preparation to the completion of the painting, Chen Juan spent nearly five hours in reality, but Su Qian condensed it to nearly 5 minutes, plus some previous copywriting, etc., the entire video is about 8 to [-] minutes.

Although the background music has not been added to the video, he feels that even if the background music is added, it will not be much better.

The video was played again until Chen Juan saw himself in the video tearing off a piece of scotch tape and making a stinging sound.

In fact, paper tape should be used for sketching, and the sound of tearing it off will be a little quieter, but Chen Juan's drawing is just a hobby, so he just used a smaller scotch tape, and the sound is a little louder.

Chen Juan moved the progress bar forward for a few seconds.

"Stab." Again.

Hearing this voice, Chen Juan's eyes gradually brightened, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

ASMR (Spontaneous Sensory Meridian Response)

Is it possible to integrate ASMR into the process of drawing by myself?

Focusing on the process of drawing by myself, I will show the sounds of sticking paper, sharpening pencils, and drawing in an ASMR-like way.

Chen Juan used to find some professional ASMR sleep aid videos and audios when he suffered from insomnia. However, after ASMR was introduced into China, the taste changed, and he was gradually immune to it, so he never heard it again.

He remembered that almost no one knew about ASMR in China, and it should be in a very hot state abroad.

Maybe... the idea really works.

"Ding dong!" The QQ message notification sounded, it was a message from Su Qian.

Su Qian: Are you awake?

Chen Juan: Get up, why did you stay up late last night?

Su Qian did not reply, but sent a video call invitation.

Chen Juan connected.

On the screen of the mobile phone, Su Qian was lying on his side on the bed, his hair was a little messy, casually scattered aside, and his face was a little lazy and tired.

Perhaps it was because of just waking up, Su Qian's eyes were still a little blurred, seeing Chen Juan, she couldn't help but coquettishly said: "Little Juan~"

Looking at Su Qian's appearance, Chen Juan said softly, "Why did you sleep so late last night?"

Su Qian groaned for a while, her articulateness was a little unclear: "I want to edit the video earlier."

Chen Juan said: "I also started to learn about editing software today, I had an idea just now, forget it, let's talk about it in the afternoon, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Yeah." Su Qian responded, "I just called to ask if you saw the video I sent you?"

Chen Juan nodded: "I see, it's good, don't stay up late in the future."

Su Qian chuckled, and pouted to Chen Juan: "Then I'm going to sleep, kiss."

Watching Su Qian hang up the video call, Chen Juan walked out of the room.

Liang Yulan was making breakfast in the kitchen, while Chen Guohua was on the sofa watching the daily news on his mobile phone.

"Little Juan, I just want to wake you up. Go wash up and get ready for dinner." Liang Yulan said when she saw Chen Juan coming out of the room.

Chen Juan responded, walked to the bathroom and began to wash up.

Drying his hair with a hair dryer, Chen Juan looked at the location of the dining table, walked to the study, and prepared to download the editing software first.

While eating breakfast, Chen Guohua suddenly said, "Buy Xiao Juan a computer, it will be more convenient when he goes to college."

Liang Yulan thought for a while and thought that Chen Juan did need more computers recently, so she nodded.

"Okay, let's go buy a computer on the weekend. I remember that the children of the old Zhang family do this. I'll ask when I have time." Liang Yulan said.

Chen Juan smiled and said, "Thank you Dad, thank you Mom."

He really needs a computer now, whether it is video editing or after going to college, it will be much more convenient.

After breakfast, Chen Juan went to the study to find some video tutorials on the Internet and started learning about editing software.

In the afternoon, Su Qian came to Chen Juan's house again.

Liang Yulan is still very happy to see Su Qian, which shows that her son and Su Qian have a good relationship. Now that they are going to college soon, she is not too worried about their future.

She even thought that it would be great if the two of them got married as soon as they graduated from university, and then gave birth to a grandson or granddaughter for themselves.

The joyful scene had already appeared in Liang Yulan's mind.

In Chen Juan's bedroom, Chen Juan was talking about his thoughts with Su Qian.

"The drawing process is really monotonous and boring, so I want to integrate ASMR into it." Chen Juan said.

Su Qian wondered, "What is ASMR?"

Chen Juan explained: "Its Chinese name is spontaneous perceptual meridian response, which roughly means that through the stimulation of sight, hearing, touch, smell and other senses, it produces pleasant and unique stimulation in the brain, scalp, back and other positions. feel."

Su Qian was a little surprised and said, "How do you know this?"

Chen Juan was silent for two seconds: "I saw it by accident before."

"Oh." Su Qian nodded: "Then how do we integrate them together?"

Chen Juan's expression was a little excited: "We can make a separate audio recording, such as the sound of tearing tape, pasting drawing paper, sharpening pencils, etc."

Su Qian nodded half understanding, squinted her eyes and smiled: "Your video, you can do whatever you want, I will listen to you."

Chen Juan suddenly said, "By the way, do you have any ideas about your video shooting? You and I have been making my video recently."

Su Qian said: "My video doesn't need too much editing work, I just need to sing a good song, it's much simpler, don't think about whether to add something else later."

Chen Juan thought for a while, then nodded.

He really doesn't need to worry about Su Qian's singing.

"Okay, let me tell you what ASMR is like." Chen Juan found out the wired earphones that came with buying a mobile phone from the desk drawer, and prepared to record a short piece of audio for a try.

Although he has listened to a lot, it is the first time to record, and he has to try.

While Chen Juan was preparing things, Su Qian took out her mobile phone and searched the word asmr in the browser.

What the encyclopedia said was similar to what Chen Juan explained just now, but Su Qian focused on the last line of the encyclopedia concept explanation.

"Use: mostly used for hypnosis and medical treatment."

Su Qian curled her lips, and looked at Chen Juan in front of the desk with big watery eyes.

She suddenly understood why Chen Juan knew the English abbreviation asmr, which is not commonly used.

Chapter 69 The Only Way to Discipline Ugly Children

"No problem, I'm going to click publish."

In the room, Chen Juan looked at the progress bar on the screen of the newly purchased laptop and said.