Entertainment: Starting with a Song of Rice Fragrance

Even after Zheng Ning returned home from the store, his mind was still buzzing.

He could hardly believe the incredible adventure he had encountered at noon that day!

A mysterious entity calling itself "the System" silently entered its consciousness and played a song from a parallel world called "Earth" as a gift for their first meeting!

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host, you have successfully bound yourself to this god-level entertainment system!"

After listening to the song, the "system" asked if I was willing to bind with it.

Zheng Ning, being a young man accustomed to science fiction novels, was highly receptive and naturally chose to agree.

And so, he obtained this god-level entertainment system.

But to his surprise, the system told him that as long as he regularly completed the tasks it gave him, he could obtain various cultural and entertainment skills and high-quality works from Earth!

And the first system task he received was:

"Task: [The First Cry of a Young Eagle]".

Task objective: Gain 1 reputation points.

Since you've chosen the path of a singer, then bravely show yourself to the world!

Mission Reward: 1 [Random Treasure Chest]!

"System, open my personal panel."

After closing the door tightly, Zheng Ning sat nervously and expectantly on her small bed in her bedroom and called out the system again.

Host Name: Zheng Ning

Age: 23

Height: 183

Singing skills: 80

Singing emotion: 90

Singing talent: 95

Overall rating: S

skill:

Absolute pitch (Your ears are very good; you can hear even the slightest differences).

Exceptional memory (you can accurately recall any melody you've ever heard)

Songs owned:

Rice Fragrance

Lottery: Not open at the moment.

Staring blankly at the illusory and mysterious panel in front of him, Zheng Ning felt as if science fiction had entered reality.

But in any case, I now have a magical help.

If I want to become a singer in the future, then it will no longer be just a pipe dream.

He took a blank cassette tape from the drawer and put it into the single-cassette recorder on the table.

"System, I'd like to sing this song one more time."

As his words fell, the crisp, melodious, and uplifting prelude of "Rice Fragrance" echoed in my mind once again.

That's right, he wanted to record the song and then really feel his own voice.

As the music began, the lyrics appeared before my eyes like illusory subtitles.

Then he cleared his throat twice, pressed the record button, and sat up straight.

As the accompaniment continued, Zheng Ning began to sing.

His soft and cheerful singing voice was faithfully recorded by the tape recorder.

……

A few minutes later, he stopped, still wanting more.

Then he reached out, stopped recording, used a pencil to rewind the tape, and then pressed play.

"If we consider the world..."

You have too many complaints...

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The gentle and beautiful singing voice came from the tape recorder's speakers, echoing in the small bedroom, giving one the feeling of being in a small recording studio.

Although the recording only captured his a cappella singing, without any accompaniment.

But as Zheng Ning listened, a thin layer of goosebumps gradually appeared on his body!

The reason for recording it and listening to it is that it is said that one's own voice will sound better due to the resonance in the brain, while others will hear it as relatively thin.

I haven't paid special attention to my own voice when I speak.

It's not that it's magnetic or alluring, it's just that it sounds slightly better than the average person's, and it's not like a duck's quack.

To verify this thoroughly, Zheng Ning recorded the song and listened to it to see if the system was lying to her about her singing ability.

But I never expected that listening to it from a third-person perspective for the first time would be so moving.

No wonder the system gave itself a score of 95!

This is so much better than those "singers" who need heavy sound editing from a sound engineer just to be audible, right?

When I was in second grade, I had a severe cold that caused me to have a fever of 39 degrees Celsius. My throat felt like it was on fire, and I couldn't speak at all.

After my cold got better, my throat never really got better, and it would hurt even if I spoke a little loudly.

So he simply stopped talking loudly, and in the eyes of his family, classmates, and teachers, he became a quiet and refined little boy.

Although he later realized that the uncomfortable feeling had gradually disappeared, he had gotten used to not speaking loudly.

But this made him stand out as a gentle and refined person among the boisterous boys, and coupled with his good looks, he became even more popular with girls.

Except for occasions requiring a large chorus, he would quietly open his mouth wide as if to make a gesture.

But in that kind of environment, he couldn't actually hear what he was singing at all.

"Hey... what a pity! I've already graduated from university, and only now am I realizing I have... a heavenly voice! How many opportunities I've missed to show off in front of my classmates!"

Realizing he had seemingly missed out on a chance worth 100 million, Zheng Ning slapped his thigh in regret.

"Hehe!"

A knocking sound suddenly rang out, and my sister's voice came from outside.

"Brother, Zhu Kai is here!"

Then the door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall man, only half a head shorter than him, strode in with his habitual grin on his face.

"Oh? Listening to music?"

The newcomer didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down next to Zheng Ning, leaving a huge dent on his bed.

"You idiot, your pants are so dirty! Go sit on a chair, don't sit on my bed!"

Zheng Ning, annoyed, yanked him up and shoved him into a chair.

"Oh my, still so fastidious... I came today to ask what your plans are for the future. Are you really going to give up your guaranteed admission to graduate school and go find a job instead?"

As he spoke, he grabbed an apple from the plate on the table, wiped it casually on his sleeve, and started taking a big bite, all the while staring intently at Zheng Ning's face.

"I'd like to pursue graduate studies... but my family doesn't have the money, you know..."

Zheng Ning stopped after saying a few words; her childhood friend naturally knew about her family's situation.

"That's a real pity. You're one of the top three students in the class. Old Sun even said you're his most promising student in recent years and he's looking forward to you becoming his protégé..."

Zhu Kai shook his head helplessly. His friend had been an excellent student since childhood and had great ambitions to pursue a doctorate and become a scientist.

It's a pity that such a sudden misfortune has befallen the family; it's truly heartbreaking.

"Huh? I think I heard singing coming from inside before I came in. Did you get some new cassette tapes?"

Without waiting for Zheng Ning's consent, Zhu Kai pressed the play button on the recorder with a click.

A beautiful song suddenly blared from the speakers, filling the small bedroom.

Please turn on the TV and take a look.

How many people are fighting for their lives?

Keep going bravely

Shouldn't we be content?

Cherish everything

Even if you don't own it...

"Um?"

At first, Zhu Kai was quite nonchalant, casually listening while munching on an apple, not paying much attention.

But suddenly, he abruptly stopped eating the apple!

"Huh? Is this a new song? Who sings it? It's pretty good!"

He put the apple in his mouth, didn't wipe his hands, and directly stopped the tape recorder, then took out the cassette tape and looked at both sides of it twice.

"Blank cassette tapes? What? Isn't this one of your new arrivals?"

"no".

Zheng Ning looked at him with a teasing expression, wanting to see when he would realize that it was her voice.

After all, he had sung very little before, and it seemed that this was the first time he had objectively heard his own voice.

"Tsk tsk... Regardless of who sang it, it's actually quite nice."

Zhu Kai never even considered that it was Zheng Ning singing.

He put the cassette back into the tape recorder's slot exactly as it was and pressed play.

But after a short while, he slowly, suspiciously, and solemnly turned his head and stared straight into Zheng Ning's eyes!

"Hey, why does that voice sound like... it's you singing?"

"No, it's not just a feeling, I... I'm sure it's your voice! Wait, when did you start singing so well? Didn't you say your voice was ruined when you were a kid?"

The more he listened, the more suspicious he became!

He stared intently at Zheng Ning for a while, then put his ear close to the speaker of the tape recorder to listen carefully.

"I remember hearing you sing when you were little, but didn't you have a voice problem in second grade? What, your voice is all better now?"

He slapped Zheng Ning on the shoulder, looking at his best friend and childhood buddy with the eyes of someone looking at an alien:

"Wow, could it be that you're the legendary hermit they're talking about, living in seclusion in the city?"