[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

The phone rang in Qi Yan's mind.

"Jingle Bell……"

Soon, the other party answered. It was a post-processed voice with a metallic texture: "The customer service of West 22 District is at your service, Messiah of the Nightingale, how can I help you?"

Qi Yan: "West, what?"

Customer service: "The code of the earth."

Qi Yan: "Okay..."

The voice of the customer service was as calm as his emotions, "What's the matter?"

Although the voice has no characteristics, it still gives Qi Yan a sense of familiarity, but he can't remember it for a while.

He adjusted his sitting posture, trying to adapt to the voice in his head, "Well, I'm asking for help, I need a prop that can... uh, eliminate the negative state of the body, or something like medicine."

The customer service said: "There is no panacea in this world, please describe the specific status."

Qi Yan had no choice but to describe the symptoms of the throat, and then continued to complain: "The main task requires the championship, but there are no relevant props to provide. This game—no, I mean, the help of this system is too little."

The customer service did not respond, but instead said: "Please switch to the package page and let me see your item list."

Qi Yan switched over, and couldn't help but continue to complain: "By the way, Mr. Customer Service, can my ID be changed? It's too...so what."

The customer service paused, "You know I'm a man?"

Qi Yan was also stunned, "Unknowingly... probably the so-called intuition of a man? I'm sorry if I'm wrong."

"That's right, your intuition is quite accurate. In addition, the ID is closely related to its own professional attributes and cannot be changed."

Qi Yan sighed, and heard the customer service say again: "The formula given by the novice gift package is just for voiceless and anti-inflammatory effects, and relieves throat problems. Have you checked it?"

He turned his attention to the package panel, and when the cursor landed on the recipe, a few lines of small golden words were displayed: Sore throat?Singing broken?Take a bowl of Fengming Pudding to relieve all bad effects and restore your voice to its best state!

"I forgot..." Disappointment and regret came to his heart together, Qi Yan wanted to hit the wall, "Can this call for customer service be counted?"

The customer service voice was as flat and calm as ever, "No, by the way, calling customer service is very expensive."

The young man curled up in pain on the back seat, so frightened that Luo Yiping and Du Feng rushed over and surrounded him.

One shouted: "Xiaoyan, are you okay, do you want to go back to the hospital?"

One shouted: "Brother Xiaoyan, brother Xiaoyan, don't be scary!"

Qi Yan opened his eyes and glanced, then shook his head feebly, "Don't make a fuss, I just forgot the lyrics and am depressed."

Luo Yiping and Du Feng: "..."

Qi Yan didn't care about them at all, holding his head and growling in his heart, "Who ever heard that eating pudding can heal your throat!! Are you a pudding or a throat medicine!"

Customer service: "I heard."

Qi Yan felt that he was so stupid, and burst into tears: "Don't do this, I am not reconciled!"

It's a pity that the customer service didn't even say a word of comfort, but just asked: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes!" Qi Yan almost yelled out loud, thinking nervously, and blurted out after thinking for a while, "Can you... change the style of the task description, this one is too small and fresh now."

"Do you have any opinion on Xiaoqing?"

"No, but, it can't be a little..." Qi Yan had an idea, "Like the Longevity Tower series?"

The customer service's flat voice finally showed some emotion, as if surprised, "You actually like reading mystery novels."

As a prolific and wide-ranging novelist, He Qianqiu's works cover a wide variety of subjects, from reasoning to science fiction, from business warfare to history, which are amazing.The Longevity Tower series is his masterpiece of reasoning. So far, four books have been published. It tells the story of a policeman who, in order to track down the secret of his deceased wife, gets involved in one conspiracy after another and solves various cases by the way.

Listening to the tone of the customer service, it seems that he is also a book fan. Qi Yan smiled. Although he has nothing to do with him, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of affection for You Rongyan, and proudly replied: "I like all the books of Mr. He. ! Of course, the Longevity Tower is my favorite. I bought all the books!"

"Well, the ones that won't buy are pirated copies, right?"

Qi Yan was furious: "You can question my IQ but not my integrity! My love for Mr. He can be seen everywhere, I can... I can prove it with a genuine copy!"

The voice of the customer service seemed to be gentler. Qi Yan listened carefully, but it was still a cold and rigid metallic voice, "The AI ​​of Messiah 2.0 can be adjusted, so, imitate the Tower of Longevity and change the style in the future. But the previous one can't be moved .”

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine, at least he doesn't have to watch all kinds of "**, Nightingale!" anymore.

After the customer service finished speaking, he said: "If it's something trivial, you can check the help file more, or ask in the user communication page."

Qi Yan suddenly felt dreamy: "This...isn't the stand-alone version?"

Customer service: "How could the most advanced system AI developed by the Great Cosmos Alliance, which gathers the top civilizations of intelligent life forms, be a stand-alone version?"

Qi Yan didn't believe it: "But this system... seems to be very lack of interaction."

Customer service: "Because there was an incident where the user and the system fell in love, 2.0 has made special adjustments. If it is not necessary, it will not communicate with you."

The amount of information was a bit large, and Qi Yan couldn't help but ask again: "Then what was it like before? By the way, Mr. Customer Service, are you a human or an AI?"

Customer service: "If you continue to ask, you have to say that sentence."

Qi Yan was stunned: "Which sentence?"

"You know too much."

Qi Yan's back felt cold, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The slightly swollen throat reminded him of his current situation.There is silence in my mind, and the customer service has cut off the communication.

He opened his eyes, and saw that Luo Yi turned his head to look at him from time to time, and Du Feng was holding the tablet, concentrating on reading the music score, and occasionally glanced over from the corner of his eye.

Qi Yan thought about it carefully, and really couldn't find an excuse to ask Luo Yiping to help him buy those raw materials.He simply asked the driver to stop near the passing convenience store. He grabbed his backpack and rushed down alone, saying, "I need something urgently, I'll be right back."

Seeing that he acted quickly and resolutely, Luo Yiping had no choice but to let him go, and only shouted, "Then hurry up."

It was not easy for Du Feng to follow, but he just looked out with sinking eyes.Since waking up in the hospital, Qi Yan seemed to have changed, which made him feel difficult to deal with.Now his actions are even more mysterious. He used to be like Qing Shui, who knew what he wanted to do by raising his hand, but now he can't see through it at all...

Could it be that you couldn't hide it last night?This suspicion tormented Du Feng and made him extremely irritable.

Qi Yan carried the basket and quickly swept through the eggs, milk, whipped cream, and white sugar. After thinking about it, he grabbed a box of throat lozenges.Fortunately, this convenience store has a full range of things, and there are not many people at this point, and it didn't take a few minutes to pay the bill.

But it is not convenient for them to see, after all, most of these household items are kept in the refrigerator.He was just worried about the failure of the synthesis, so he bought more of each.Looking at the piles of eggs and milk, Qi Yan frowned and suddenly felt sad.

He grabbed a one-liter box of fresh milk, pretended to stuff it into his backpack, quietly opened the system panel, and switched to the package interface.As soon as I thought about it, the box in my hand disappeared, and a small milk box icon appeared in the package space.

Long live Goldfinger! !The best of all cheats is the inventory!

Qi Yan was suddenly very excited, coughed, suppressed the urge to howl, and stuffed the remaining few things into the backpack as if nothing had happened, and actually threw them all into the package.Sure enough, similar products were stacked together. He bought three copies each of milk, eggs, white sugar, and whipped cream. Now they occupy four grids, and there is a small 3 in the lower right corner of the icon.

The young clerk was originally worried that he would have too many things to fit in, but he didn't expect that after putting everything in, the backpack didn't look much bulging.Can't help but admire: "Your bag can really hold it."

Qi Yan chuckled, "It's high-end." Then she carried the bag on her shoulder with one hand, and went out chicly.

The clerk followed his back with sparkling eyes. It turns out that Adidas still has a high-end custom backpack.This bag looks inconspicuous but it's great. I'll order one when I have money!The clerk secretly set his goal.

Qi Yan didn't know that he had inadvertently encouraged a young man to fight, jumped into the van, took out the throat lozenges he just bought, and distributed one to each of them.Luo Yiping saw the small iron box in his hand with sharp eyes, and couldn't help feeling depressed, "Xiao Yan, are you going to buy this?"

Qi Yan just followed suit and nodded.

Luo Yiping became even more depressed, "I have it here."

Qi Yan said: "I like this brand better."

Luo Yiping took out a small green iron box that was exactly the same, "x throat throat."

Qi Yan glared at him: "I like that store!"

Luo Yiping had no choice but to put away the box silently, turned around and stopped talking.

No one could be fooled by this clumsy lie, Du Feng quietly grabbed his trouser leg, thinking that he must have met someone, who could it be?Why at this time?Why hide it from everyone?

Du Feng was frightened all the way, thinking wildly, when he returned to the dormitory, Qi Yan was fine, but his face was pale, and his T-shirt was soaked in cold sweat.When getting out of the car, his body shook slightly, and was supported by Luo Yiping, "Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Du Feng smiled reluctantly, and put on his usual innocent smile, "It's okay, I'm a little motion sick. Brother Yiping, thank you."

Luo Yiping started rambling again, Qi Yan had already hurried upstairs.

Their dormitory is located on the outskirts of the city. It is a property specially purchased by Xinghui Infinity. It is a six-story dormitory building without an elevator. It is equipped with a canteen, physical classrooms, vocal music classrooms, etc.Xinghui Infinite's treatment is better, and they are willing to spend effort to train their artists.

Because of the class training together, although the artists have small friction and competition with each other, the cohesion is far deeper than other companies.This is also one of the characteristics of Xinghui Infinite.

Qi Yan rushed all the way back to the dormitory, found the key and opened the door. This dormitory has two rooms and one living room, and he lives with Du Feng.After being away for many years, it still looks familiar.But now I can't care about nostalgia, the clock on the wall points to 11 o'clock, if I don't get it done quickly, if I don't perform well in the rehearsal in the afternoon, I may be directly dismissed by the director.

Luo Yiping followed Du Feng into the door, and looked curiously at Qi Yan's closed door, "What's wrong with Xiao Yan, I always think he's weird."

Du Feng looked worried, "Could it be that because of a bad throat, you are a little... ill and go to the doctor in a hurry?"

Luo Yiping sighed, "It's possible, by the way, Xiaofeng. I asked Sister Bi just now, and she said that we should wait and see the results of the rehearsal first, but you should also make preparations for changing songs first."

Du Feng lowered his eyelids to cover the joy in his eyes, clenched his fingers tightly, nodded obediently and helplessly, "I see."

Hearing his depressed voice, Luo Yiping patted his shoulder encouragingly, "Don't be discouraged, you have finally come to this step, you have to grit your teeth and go on alone."

Du Feng nodded lightly and resolutely, then looked at Luo Yiping, his eyes were full of determination, "I see, brother Yiping, I will work hard."

Luo Yiping felt that this child was so well-behaved that it was painful, so he rubbed his hair and went back to the downstairs room first.An assistant at his level is not as well paid as an artist, and he shares a room with two of his colleagues.

After he left, Du Feng's expression suddenly darkened, and he bit his thumbnail hard.

It was meaningless to him that the Beacon Group won the award, especially the song was almost tailor-made for Qi Yan. His vocal range was relatively narrow, so he could only serve as an accompaniment singer to set off Qi Yan.What he wants is to stand out from the crowd, so why should he let that one-headed guy who can't even please others take a share of the pie?Just because he can sing a few more octaves?

Du Feng believes that in the entertainment industry, it is not singing and acting skills that are at stake, but "skills".

He is now soft-spoken and speechless, but at least he can work hard in other aspects - for example, make Qi Yan unable to sing.

It's a pity that this time, the plan seems to be unsatisfactory, if Qi Yan really has some way to forcefully sing... Maybe his voice will be ruined.As a result, he was the only one left in the same period.

Du Feng felt relieved when he thought about it, and glanced at Qi Yan's door with a sneer, and said softly, "Good luck." His tone was full of contempt, and then Shi Shiran went back to his room.