Wei Chuyang opened the background and took a look at the data. There were 12032 registered users. Not bad, all of them were his fans. They were probably all from Baidu Tieba. He had to think of a way to guide them to create content. Only when the content was rich would he be able to attract and retain new users.
Sigh, what should I do?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard some noise. He turned around and thought," Great, I'm just feeling depressed. You're actually drinking coffee and looking so relaxed." Wei Chuyang looked at Miss Zhao Xiaodao and felt extremely angry.
"Miss, I'll give you a great and arduous task. What do you think I can do to make my fans more active on our Bilin Network?”，Wei Chuyang took the coffee and asked.
" Uh, sing. Take a singing video and post it on our website. Are you stupid? Did you become stupid from writing code? Sigh, poor thing. You're already stupid at such a young age. The heavens are jealous of talents," the young lady teased him and rolled her eyes at him.
" Yeah, why didn't I think of that? Good idea. I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Wei Chuyang slapped his thigh and said.
Uh, there were no instruments, so how could he sing? He looked around the room and didn't find any instruments.
"What should we do if we don't have any instruments?"
" Boss, you're really stupid. You're really stupid. Idiot, you can just download an accompaniment from the Internet." The young lady looked at him as if he was a fool.
Eh, she was a little retarded. Wei Chuyang was too embarrassed to look at the young lady. The young lady's gaze made him want to crawl into a hole in the ground.
Zhao Xiaodao filmed and Wei Chuyang sang. After recording " I Believe ", he was enlightened.
Wei Chuyang thought of the street artists he had seen online in his previous life. They used pots, pans, and scrap metal to create moving music. For a thirty-year-old bachelor, other than coding, his greatest interest was reading books, listening to music, watching movies, and watching videos. In the beginning, he had watched a lot of Bilibili, and after he came out of TikTok, he was even more fascinated.
Back when he saw the videos of street performers performing on the streets on Bilibili, he had practiced hard out of curiosity and interest. Although it was not as awesome as the videos, he could still make do with it.
The more Wei Chuyang thought about it, the more excited he became. Although his skills were average, it didn't matter. People who relied on looks didn't care about skills. Moreover, this was more interesting. If he posted it online, it might even become popular on Bilin. After uploading the live version of " I Believe ", he quickly assigned tasks to the young lady.
The young lady was confused. This child was not only stupid but also crazy. He actually wanted to use pots and pans, drinking buckets, paint buckets, washbasins, computer cases, and other messy things to make music.
The metal legs of the chair, the paint bucket left behind from the renovation, the broken aluminum sheet on the desk, the discarded can that was used to make a cymbal, the empty drinking bucket, the half-filled drinking bucket, the plastic basin, the extra computer case, the magnetic steel teacup, the employee's porcelain rice bowl, and the iron rice bowl. After rummaging through the utility room, he finally found two small wooden sticks that were more suitable. At this point, he had found all the equipment.
Because each instrument had a different tone, Wei Chuyang tried to hit it dozens of times. He found the right thing to hit for each note and circled around the coffee table according to his habit.
After sitting cross-legged in front of the equipment and trying to feel it, he practiced for half an hour and said to Zhao Xiaodao," Sister Zhao, move the microphone stand forward a little. When you're filming the video, try your best to hit me; don't keep hitting my face."
" Okay, I understand. Let's get started," the young lady urged curiously.
Wei Chuyang chose a song by John The Whistler," Wild Wild Web." It was a very famous slow dance song. Although the lyrics did not have any profound meaning, the melody was very suitable for this performance.
“Itsawildwildweb
This is a fanatical network
Itsawildwildweb
This is a fanatical network
Itsawildwildweb
This is a fanatical network
Itsawildwildweb”
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The melodious sound of chopsticks and chopsticks clacking drifted over, and Wei Chuyang also started singing.
One moment, he hit the paint bucket, one moment, he hit the can, and the next moment, he hit the machine box, teacup, rice bowl, coffee table, and so on. Wei Chuyang hit the equipment in an orderly manner, forming a light rhythm of " moving, hitting, hitting ". Coupled with the whistle, a complete song was performed.
" How is it, Sister Xiao Dao? It's not bad, right?" Wei Chuyang pulled the young lady who was still immersed in the music back.
" Wow, Boss, you're so awesome. It's so magical. You hit it so rhythmically and it's so nice. How did you come up with that?" the young lady asked with admiration.
" The Scrapped Metal Band has been playing for more than ten years. You're too backward." Wei Chuyang gave the young lady a disdainful look. He took the camera and played the performance just now.
En, not bad. It had 80% of the original skill. Wei Chuyang gave his own marks and handed the camera back to the young lady. Not bad. If it's like that, let's film 'Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife' again. Go and ask your colleagues for more lunch boxes and water cups."
As " Pigsy Carrying His Wife " was more light and melodious, it was not suitable for heavy metal-like sounds. Therefore, he could only use chopsticks, cups, coffee tables, and so on to produce a more ethereal sound.
Soon, the props were ready and the recording began.
Zhao Xiaodao saw Wei Chuyang holding two chopsticks and continuously tapping back and forth between the lunch box, the cup, the coffee table, the floor, and so on. It formed a piece of ethereal and pleasant music. It was not much different from what he had heard before. Looking at this prop, it felt even more magical. He wanted to try it out himself.
After the song ended, Zhao Xiaodao directly handed the camera to Wei Chuyang. He personally picked up the chopsticks and started tapping. However, no matter what, it was messy and unbearable. It became a disturbance to the people. The young lady shook her head dejectedly and stared straight at Wei Chuyang. Her meaning was obvious." Young man, teach me."
Wei Chuyang was naturally happy to see the young lady's face. He placed the camera on the back of the sofa opposite him and adjusted the angle. Then, he squatted behind him and held his hands. He felt cold and soft, and he had the urge to hold them. Shaking his head, he abandoned the distracting thoughts of being struck by lightning and earnestly led the young lady's hands to complete the performance of a complete song.
After he was done, he ignored the young lady's excitement as she looked at the video on the camera and prepared for the last performance, TikTok. He was right, he had plagiarized again.
TikTok was an electronic dance song that was mainly popular with electronic music. It also contained Bitpop elements, adding the sometimes active and sometimes dull applause beats and the elements of pop music. In addition, the song also incorporated a large amount of electronic music. The dance melody was full of vitality and quickly infected the world with an aggressive attitude. The main song of TikTok was expressed by rap, but the chorus was sung with a melody.
Of course, Wei Chuyang's simple equipment couldn't be compared to professional recording equipment, but it could still create a different atmosphere.
The office was filled with the sound of drums. The rhythm was fast and rhythmic. Wei Chuyang's singing voice drifted out of the office and attracted the attention of his colleagues.
The first person to enter was Wei Baitong. She heard a mess of noises from the next room and didn't know what Wei Chuyang was up to. She walked over and saw Wei Chuyang and Zhao Xiaodao. One was holding a camera in his hand, and the other was holding a stick and hitting the broken bucket in front of him. This magical scene and the dynamic music directly made Wei Baitong freeze in front of the door. Then one, two, three…。。。Everyone was attracted over. Looking at the two people in front of them, they could not express the shock in their hearts with words.
When the performance ended, Wei Chuyang turned around and saw that a large group of his colleagues were dumbfounded. Heh, they must have been shocked by my talent. Wei Chuyang felt smug in his heart and said," Mmm, it's great that everyone's here. Come, take back your lunch boxes and cups. This saves me a lot of trouble."
"Chuyang, you're such a genius!"
Chuyang, really, I can't describe you anymore."
"Boss, you're awesome!"
"Boss, show me again!"
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Wei Chuyang also knew that everyone was curious and shocked. He played the song again and sent his colleagues away. He went to the computer and posted the three videos that he had just recorded.
The first one was a performance video of " WildWildWeb " with the title " The joy of life lies in sharing. The heart is not as good as the action. Sharing others and sharing yourself."
The second one was 'Pigsy Carrying His Wife.''No money is not an excuse, and no musical instruments are even more so. Use local materials and start knocking pots and pans.'
The third post, TikTok, read: " Rather than being hit by life, it's better to hit life.”。
After posting, he turned off his phone. After a busy afternoon, he had to reward Zhao Xiaodao. He took the young lady off work early and headed to the restaurant he had booked.
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