After admiring the 2.5-dimensional painting style of Le Wu for a while, Qin Jue’s eyes returned to the inner room.

What Qin Yuqiao is testing now is distance.

In the full body state, the model can respond to taking two steps forward at most. If you continue to move forward, the model will slowly zoom in, just like a person walking slowly and the figure gradually approaching, which is full of immersion.
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After a while, Li Mu Masako gently pushed the wheeled chair over, and Qin Yuqiao sat down. The music on the screen also followed suit and made an elegant sitting action. At the same time, the layer of the seat appeared.

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Although these must be assisted by Senran's intelligence and are not particularly labor-intensive, Qin Jue still had a sore tooth and had visions of a lot of hair.

After Qin Yuqiao stood up and returned to his original position, Masako Rimu's voice came:

"Now for the sound test."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ceiling directly above Qin Yuqiao opened smoothly. The long microphone stand moved downward smoothly. The folding rod reflected the cold light of the metal. A specially customized microphone and soundproof cover were fixed at the end of the microphone stand. It was like standing upside down.

Generally speaking, it stopped steadily and extremely accurately dozens of centimeters in front of Qin Yuqiao.

I don’t know how they operate, but their existence has no impact on face capture and motion capture at all. The "Le Wu" on the screen is still completely synchronized with Qin Yuqiao himself, even her expression when she looks up and stares at the microphone as it falls.

Capture nothing and leave nothing behind.

After that, the microphone stand began to change color, turning from silver to transparent, leaving only the microphone and soundproof cover. This allowed Qin Yuqiao to see the lyrics on the auxiliary display while singing, and also to see what his live2d looked like at the same time.

Facilitate timely adjustment and response.

Really good.

Qin Jue nodded appreciatively.

She immediately felt her ears tingle, and her mood suddenly calmed down, because Qin Yuqiao had already started singing for the audition.

This voice reminded Qin Jue of the Dr. Lu she went to see after the filming of "The Cage". It was on that day that her confused and chaotic mood after her rebirth was initially resolved.

Closing his eyes and listening, Qin Jue could feel that his heartbeat was getting slower and slower. His emotions were not accumulated in one place, but like tiny balls of light, gently colliding with each other, then dissipating gently, and then dissipating.

The shining light falls downward.

As it fell, the thoughts that were still lingering disappeared, and my heart felt peaceful.

"Huh..."

Qin Jue withdrew from this extremely relaxed state and returned to his usual state of implicit vigilance.

If it weren't for her strong resistance, she would have fallen asleep just now.

Taking another look, I saw that Masako Rimu had already put on the special sound-isolating earplugs and was concentrating on the data fed back from the monitoring station.

The little fox's ability has improved too fast.

Qin Jue took some time to think.

Yes, although there are all kinds of negative emotions in the apocalypse, everyone is in a similar situation and the points of collapse are different. Today's society is all-encompassing, and "Trouble" even shows the living conditions of six different groups, not to mention the vast world.

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Everyone's joy, sorrow, happiness, and pain are all very different, and the information provided to the little fox must be richer than in the end of the world.

Vast experience brings rapid growth... Qin Jue felt a little distressed, but also looked at Qin Yuqiao with some pride.

I have really grown up.

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In the back room, Qin Yuqiao used the new voice to adjust the equipment. She could tell how to adjust various parameters just by her ears, so she and Masako Rimu made many small changes in coordination with gestures.

At this moment, she is concentrating on her work. Just like Qin Jue who has started an immersive performance, she also has her own "professional switch", which is completely different from the coquettish and clingy little girl not long ago.

The sound-isolating headphones made by the deputy team are certainly practical, but Qin Yuqiao doesn't want to stay in the comfort zone.

Especially in the workplace, she will take off her earphones, listen to every voice with her sharpest ears, identify the emotions of the parties through sounds and colors, and then use the sound to fall to them from a distance, putting herself in their shoes and empathizing with them.

Empathy.

Frankly speaking, this is not a good job.

Because good things can be shared with family and friends, people are more willing to confide in strangers, mostly complaining, grumbling, and feeling sad.

When Qin Yuqiao first listened to her heart, her eyes were covered with thick black several times. The suffocation and despair, like a dark cloud, tightly grabbed her throat. In the most painful times, stomach acid would rise up, making her want to vomit.

The suffering hidden behind people’s laughter and curses is as heavy as mountains and seas.

From then on, Qin Yuqiao knew that "saving the common people" by herself was too big, and no matter how hard she tried, it was just wishful thinking.

So she changed her mind and got inspiration from one of the letters.

In that voice, the client, who had just escaped from severe depression, said slowly and calmly:

"Thank you. I once thought that my depression would never be cured, and I also hoped that I could completely cure it. But now I understand that there is no way for me to completely cure it. I can only try to get used to it and deal with it.

It coexists."

"Thank you for singing, thank you for your song." He said again, "When I was trying to coexist with my gloomy self, you gave me a little light. Now I have changed from severe to moderate depression, haha,

Maybe one day in the future, it will become mild. I look forward to it."

Qin Yuqiao felt his mood and gained a new understanding.

That’s it.

She thought, how can I completely pull someone out of the abyss, but I can at least try hard and help them breathe briefly.

So Le Wu began her singing. She would reply with a short wordless song to every voicemail that sincerely shared her voice and mood. If she heard the cry like the deep sea, she would respond with the blue sea.

With clear sky.

Sound, color, acceptance, healing... She made a small effort, trying to send out a little light through the network cable and the screen.

Qin Yuqiao grew up at an unimaginable speed. Just as it was set, thousands of voices really became her nourishment, allowing her to deeply empathize with her huge and complicated thoughts, and then tempered her will and enriched her heart.

, become stronger.

Absorb, enrich, and then give back, and the cycle repeats.

In just two weeks, 200,000 listeners.

People who are looking for fun viciously speculate on the capital behind the music witches. Only those who have received help know what the soothing chants and the melody of dozens of seconds mean to them.

Qin Yuqiao gently put on the ear loops and gestured to Masako Rimu.

For a moment, voices with different voices came out from the ears one after another.

"I really can't stand it anymore. Why, why does my mother hate me so much? No matter how big or small she is, she always goes against me. I have said countless times that she must deliberately make food for me if she hates it. It seems like she just likes it.

Look at me being tortured to the point of collapse..."

"Lord Le Wu, I'm so sad. Why can't the whole family have a good meal? We have to ask questions at the dinner table. We will be scolded if we don't finish a math paper. We will be scolded if we shed tears into the bowl.

, if you can’t finish eating, put down the bowl and run back, you’ll be scolded again. What do you mean by ‘I’m just trying to make them look bad’? I don’t have that... Why can’t people have a good meal..."

"Good evening. I just finished watching "Awkward" and I feel very sad. Even though I have become a so-called 'successful person', I still can't get rid of the psychological shadow created by my father. Ha, I really hate Liang Susu. Who made her

So like myself..."

Thin and dense whispers intertwined into a burnt black net. Qin Yuqiao opened his eyes in it, and his temperament settled for a moment, calm and indifferent.

The music sounded, one eight beat, two eight beats.
Chapter completed!