Disaster Artist

Chapter 25 Preparation
In the next two weeks, Bai Zhe lived a very fulfilling life.

In the morning, I watched online classes to catch up on my music theory knowledge, and climbed up and down the grid with my bass guitar.In the afternoon, learn to use band equipment, or process visual materials and consider how to use them in performances.

Sometimes I get one-on-one guidance from Zuo Ming in the evenings, and I train the ability of the Eye of the Black Tide during no classes.

After this period of time, the eyeballs have passed the initial stage of rapid growth, and their abilities have become relatively stable.Bai Zhe has collected and classified most of the shadow forms, and realized the youth version of "mind reading" through shadow vision.

His introduction to bass was fairly smooth, and his greatly enhanced hearing played a major role.Zuo Ming has repeatedly praised his accurate sense of sound, which is more accurate than many people with ear prostheses.

But not having a prosthetic hand is still a flaw.If you practice for a little longer, it will feel like you are playing steel bars, and the bass strings are too thick.

Zuo Ming told him not to worry too much.When performing, a compression effector will be added to the bass after it is plugged in to reduce volume fluctuations and enhance stability.

The most important thing is still to develop a sense of rhythm. Simply put, listen to it more and put on headphones and listen to it for a few hours every day.

That night, Bai Zhe also fell asleep to the sound of strong music.

Various musical instruments continued to play in his sleep, until a big rusty sun roared, and only His roar remained in the vague dream.

4: 37.

Bai Zhe, who was awakened, looked at the time and felt a stomachache.

Why does he dream about Rusty Day?Or is it that the client is here to entrust a dream again?
The possibility of the latter cannot be ruled out.Although they are both unknown life forms, Sooko is obviously different from Kalehin.

Bai Zhe, who was sleeping hazy, opened the creative assistant, but there was no new content on the interface.

Probably because I dreamed about it, I have been working on Sooko’s material all day recently.Keep sleeping.

The next day, 4:33 in the morning.
Bai Zhe woke up from his dream and opened the creative assistant, but found nothing.

He looked at the ceiling, his blood pressure a little high.I really can't sleep this time.

If you have something to say, I can't understand you no matter how loud you yell.

The client isn't just here to push for progress, right?He looked at the countdown and saw that there were 22 days and 11 hours left to create.

go to bed.

I miss the first day of Kalehin.

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While Bai Zhe was deprived of sleep for several days, the progress on Moya's side was also a bit stuck.

She was always dissatisfied with the music she wrote and always felt it was almost meaningless.

In the currently written version, Moya adds large modulated roars at the beginning and climax of the piece, and interspersed segments in the middle.

The main skeleton of the music is supported by the drum set.They don't have a guitarist, only an amateur and a novice are left, and the main player can only be Moya.

Her hands were fully healed and she played the version live without bass or keyboards.

"I think this version is enough to surprise many listeners. The overall atmosphere is low, the drums are muffled, and the rhythm is strong. When the roar appears, it feels like shouting underground or breaking water."

"I feel good too."

Roger nodded.This guy says one thing after another.

"However, Moya, the problem you mentioned can indeed be heard. In some places, the roar is too prominent, and it feels separated from the rhythm. The effect may need to be adjusted."

The two sounds are not completely integrated, and in some places the drums and roars are "fighting".

Rogge stared at Bai Zhe.You boy.

Moya: "It can't be tuned any more. Adding too many effects to the roar will destroy its original character. This piece of music is going to be written around this sound from a dream."

This self-awareness is so high that the client is even moved.

"After adding the bass, the conflicts will be less, but it won't solve the fundamental problem. I want to continue to change, how much time do we have left?" "Save seven days for self-practice, and seven days for rehearsal together. There is about a week left."

"One week. Steady win!"

Bai Zhe looked at the tiny drummer pulling her hair hard and felt that it was really hard for her.

Except for those with professional skills like Rogge, if most residents in the border area do not want to get involved in illegal and meritorious businesses, the most common choice is to work in factories.

Moya usually works in a jet wing processing factory. He works for nearly 10 hours a day and is paid on a daily basis.

Due to her height, she had to put a box under her feet to align herself with the assembly line.

There are a large number of processing factories scattered around the periphery of Star City, and the border areas are gradually formed based on the distribution of factories.

Agricultural and heavy industrial production are mainly completed in various satellite cities. A large number of initially processed products are imported from the satellite cities to processing plants around Nova, and then enter Nova in a new form or flow back to various satellite cities.

99% of the work in the processing plant is mechanical automation. Labor is recruited to do those low-difficulty and time-consuming processes. It is too wasteful to purchase machines specifically to do those processes.

For example, Moya's job is to assemble the tail balancer of the jet wing, spray it with glue, and then put a serial number label on it.

The members of the underground bands were not rock stars.She had to save for a long time to buy a drum set, just like Bai Zhe bought the second-hand pink dream camera.

In the blurry and dark sky in the dream, a rusty sun rose, slowly rising above his head.

Sooko appeared in Bai Zhe's dream for the third consecutive day. The image became clearer and clearer, and the roar became more and more violent.

Bai Zhe was in an interrupted dream. The scene around him was extremely blurry, and he couldn't remember what he was dreaming about.

Red rusty debris fell from the sky, falling on his sleeves and spreading a circle of rust spots.

With a roar that made his teeth chatter, a fiery red meteor flew out from the edge of the rusty sun and flew straight towards Bai Zhe.

It was extremely fast and did not conform to the laws of near and far. When it flew above his head, it was still less than the size of a fist.

Before Bai Zhe could react, the burning meteor hit the palm of his right hand.The orange-red flame immediately extinguished, and red-brown rust spots spread on the surface.

So hot!

He woke up and it was 4:40 am.

Hard, fist hard.

Bai Zhe released his clenched right fist, and in his palm was a small metal object emitting residual heat.

The shape is similar to the fire icon, except that the whole thing is covered with reddish-brown rust, similar to a rusty badge or pendant.

He picked up the badge and looked at it carefully, and found that his right hand had been blistered by the thing.

It was yelled out by Suo Ke, so wouldn't it be considered spitting? It's better not to think about it in detail.

Open the creative assistant, and finally there is a difference this time.

【Give it to her】

Three words appeared on the screen one after another. There was no context and no question could be asked.

He thought it was an advance payment and was overjoyed.

Leave it to her, leave it to Moya?Sooko has been paying attention to their actions?How does He observe Himself?

What is this rusty badge in the shape of a fire? Is it good or bad? Why should it be given to Moya?

Bai Zhe couldn't help but feel dizzy, and now he couldn't sleep at all.

　Why is coding so difficult!Why is it so difficult to save a manuscript?Totally crazy!
　　On the way home, I was intercepted by a little tangerine I knew, and he slapped a cat strip on me, showing no respect for cats.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)