Reborn to get the male god system, but transformed into a girl

In the western restaurant, three girls were eating and chatting.

Bai Jingran talked about her vocal teacher, whose name was Ning Yuxi, who was from Sichuan Province and now worked in a music-related company.

This company is a subsidiary of Penguin Music, mainly engaged in the distribution of music and records, and it is also a small position in the industry.

Ning Yuxi originally studied at Haizhou Conservatory of Music. During school, she met Bai Jingran's mother, so she became Bai Jingran's vocal teacher at the warm invitation of the other party.

After graduating from university, she continued to study abroad. Two years ago, she returned to China and joined this company.

Bai Jingran has been in contact with her, and they would exchange some music issues from time to time.

In Jiang Shi's impression, music teachers are synonymous with elegance and beauty.

However, with the identity of a Sichuan and Chongqing girl, it is a bit difficult to say.

Although Sichuan and Chongqing have produced beautiful women since ancient times, their voices are delicate and their bodies are whiter than snow.

But the other party might say at any time: "I'm here!"

Or summon the legendary beast "Bao Pi Long".

"Ah, she's here, Aunt Ning, this way!" Bai Jingran waved at the door of the restaurant.

Yu Wen and Jiang Shi turned their heads and saw a long-haired beauty wearing a skirt and carrying a bag.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses on her face, she exuded the temperament of a queen and walked towards them.

Especially the pair of slender and straight long legs, as if stepping on the hearts of everyone present.

Jiang Shi didn't even notice that the steak on the fork fell off. This is called a sister's legs are not legs, but spring water by the Seine River...

"Xiaobai, what did you call me?" Ning Yuxi took off her sunglasses and walked to Bai Jingran's side. Three black lines appeared on her forehead and asked angrily.

"Well, Sister Ning." Bai Jingran quickly changed his words.

"That's about right."

Ning Yuxi released her hand that was rubbing Bai Jingran's cheek with satisfaction, and sat down happily in the empty seat.

"These two are my classmates from No. 4 Middle School, Jiang Shi and Yu Wen." Bai Jingran introduced.

"Hello, Sister Ning!" Jiang Shi and Yu Wen said in unison.

"Not bad, more sensible than Xiaobai." Ning Yuxi took out two Alps lollipops from her bag and handed them to the two.

"Hello, two little beauties. This is the first time we meet, so I'll give you a small gift."

Then she took out another one and stuffed it into her mouth.

Looking at the lollipop in her hand, Jiang Shi recalled some embarrassing memories...

The group returned to the dance studio, and Bai Jingran explained the situation in detail.

"You need an ancient style song to dance with, right? Let me see the moves first." Ning Yuxi sat down on the piano bench.

She was not very familiar with dance, but there was always something in common with music.

Yu Wen changed into her dance costume. With her previous experience, she dressed a lot faster this time.

Then she began to show in front of the mirror, her soft and boneless body bending and stretching, which brought a visual shock.

The most primitive beauty born from the human body was fully revealed.

After the performance, Ning Yuxi fell into deep thought.

As someone who works in a music company, she has listened to countless songs.

After a round of comparison and selection, Ning Yuxi's eyes lit up and she called up an audio from her mobile phone.

"Come on, try this."

As the music slowly sounded, Yu Wen continued to dance her body, with the cooperation of music, under the dual effects of vision and hearing.

The picture suddenly became extremely beautiful, and the two complemented each other.

"I always feel that something is missing..." Ning Yuxi smacked her lips, relying on her keen intuition, although the effect was good.

But it is far from perfect.

At this time, Bai Jingran added: "Without the lyrics, the rhythm sounds too sticky without the lyrics to the music."

Ning Yuxi clapped her hands and said excitedly: "Okay, Xiaobai, you have improved a lot in these days."

Bai Jingran puffed up his lips, as if she had been relaxed.

"It's a pity that this song has no lyrics."

Ning Yuxi said with regret.

"Ah, how could it be?" Yu Wen asked in surprise.

"This was written by a wandering singer I met on the road. I thought it was good and bought it." Ning Yuxi's memory went back to a few months ago.

That day, she went out and met a wandering singer who was playing on the roadside.

As a musician, she was naturally very clear about the hardships involved, so she threw two coins to the other party.

But just as she was about to leave, the next song made her stop.

The overflowing emotions in it, like the undercurrent under the calm river, rushed forward from behind her and disappeared at the end of the crosswalk.

So Ning Yuxi stopped during her rush to work and chatted with the wandering singer.

One was a slovenly man with rough clothes and untidy beard.The two were a wandering artist, and one was an urban beauty carrying a branded bag and holding a cup of coffee, ready to punch in for work.

The two sat on the steps of the overpass.

The man was from a musical family and knew many Chinese classical musical instruments, but his family fell into poverty. After his parents passed away, he was diagnosed with Parkinson's syndrome.

In desperation, he took to the streets to perform for a living.

This song was also improvised by him, and he didn't even have a name.

"How about selling it to me? I like it very much."

"I'll give it to you if you like it. It's not worth much."

"How can that be? I'm a musician. That's called plagiarism."

"Then give me 10,000 yuan, and I can rest for half a year." The man said half-jokingly.

"Wait, I'll get it for you when I get back." Ning Yuxi gritted her teeth and stood up. In her hands, the value of this song is definitely more than 10,000 yuan.

The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Okay, this is the music score, I'll wait for you to come back."

When Ning Yuxi came back with the money, there was only a piece of music score that was pressed under the broken bricks and fluttering in the wind on the overpass, and the man had disappeared long ago...

"Sister Ning, what's next, what's next?" Jiang Shi's eyes lit up, listening to gossip was the happiest thing.

Just now, the three of them were chatting happily, and he didn't understand vocal music or dancing.

Classmate Jiang could only draw circles on the side out of boredom.

Now I finally heard something interesting, isn't this the standard beginning of youth pain literature?

Ning Yuxi slapped her head and said angrily: "The result is that I was late for work that day and was deducted half a day's salary, and the full attendance bonus at the end of the month was gone!"

"And I haven't found the right lyrics for this song yet, and I can't afford those gold medal lyricists, so I can only watch it like this!"

What a realistic ending, Jiang Shi suddenly felt that the melon seeds in his hand were not fragrant.

It was as if he had returned to his previous life, punching in at work every day and working overtime at night.

He also had to accept the boss's big cakes and blame from time to time.

It was simply an unshakable nightmare, following him like a shadow...

The four of them, one big, three small, fell into silence, but Yu Wen and Bai Jingran didn't want to give up such a good song.

Bai Jingran suggested that at worst, she would play the soundtrack live.

Seeing that everyone looked difficult, Jiang Shi spit out the melon seed shells in his mouth and slowly raised his hand:

"Well... Actually, I can try to write a lyric."

"Hmm... Hmm?"

"!?"

"?!"

The remaining three looked at her...