For Tangtang, the most beautiful music in the world is the squeaking of a mother mouse, and human music is more of a lullaby.

In the top-level audio playback equipment, even the tiniest sound waves can be presented. Yun Luo heard a soft breathing sound and even the sound of her heartbeat from the guzheng version of My Heart Will Never Die. It was obviously Zhen Mi, Yan Chenyu's immediate superior and the only daughter of the HR director and chairman of Zhen Group.

Yun Luo listened to it seven times, memorizing every change in the notes, before walking into the recording studio where the huge war drum was placed. Bai Qinghua sat in front of the monitoring desk in the recording studio, assisting Yun Luo with some work, while Yan Chenyu sat aside and watched the show with Tangtang in her arms.

Zhen Mi's task for Yan Chenyu was to bring back the song "My Heart Will Never Die" recorded by Yun Luo. The eldest lady wanted to listen to it, so Yan Chenyu didn't have to clock in at the Zhen's headquarters in Sihai City before she settled the matter. This was also the first official order issued by Zhen Mi after Yan Chenyu was promoted to senior secretary. Yan Chenyu didn't want to fail.

Yun Luo rubbed his hands together, and slapped the war drum with his left hand, making a low sound, and then he slapped it with his right hand. Next, Yun Luo was seen hitting the war drum left and right as if he was playing, making drum sounds of varying pitches.

Yan Chenyu was just there to watch the fun and had no idea what Yunluo was doing, but Bai Qinghua was a professional and she could tell right away that Yunluo was testing the pitch and high and low notes of the war drum. Moreover, as Yunluo hit the drum more and more times, the pitch he produced became clearer and more distinct.

I have not given up on this war song. If I want to present the unique flavor of the end of the world, I must beat the drum with my palms.

Yunluo made a gesture, Bai Qinghua nodded, turned on the recording device, and gestured to Yunluo. Yan Chenyu touched Tangtang's inverted triangle ear, and a pair of wonderful eyes turned to watch how Yunluo acted. In the past few years, Yan Chenyu never found that Yunluo had a talent for music.

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The loud bang brought about a shocking sound wave that spread from the war drum, and the entire recording studio seemed to vibrate with it. Yun Luo didn't care about anything else. He stood next to the war drum, and his hands like drumsticks, continuously beating the thick drumhead, making a terrifying and powerful drum sound that made people lose their minds as soon as they heard the beginning, and their minds were filled with the thunderous roar of the war drum.

Bai Qinghua was wearing monitoring headphones and could accurately hear the sound of war drums in the recording studio. She lost her mind the moment she heard it and even the ability to think. All that remained in her body and mind was the majestic sound of the war drums, which seemed to be able to break the sky!

The most shocking is always the original soundtrack. Yun Luo conveys his feelings and thoughts about the doomsday world through the sound of war drums. It is not just ordinary music, but an emotional narration with a unique soul. It touches the human soul, and no one will be without feeling it.

The sound of the war drums goes from majestic and passionate all the way up, as countless zombies are approaching. Then the sound of the drums changes to tragic, gloomy, roaring, desperate, wailing, dead silence and coldness. The last ray of starlight in the darkness dims. That is the final decisive battle, a fight of life and death at dawn. All the living people are waiting quietly, waiting for death to come.

Bai Qinghua felt as if she had really walked into a desolate and cold world. The sky was gloomy and filled with radioactive clouds, the earth was filled with wailing, and countless lives were dying in despair. In the survival base hidden deep underground, there were countless humans who wanted to survive, and those zombies whose minds were filled with the simplest thoughts of killing and appetite. This was the real end of the world.

The whole song "My Heart Will Not Die" is seven minutes long from beginning to end. It is full of the struggle of death, gray gloom, and no light.

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Yan Chenyu did not hear the drumbeats, as the soundproofing of the recording studio was very good. She just looked at Bai Qinghua with a blank look in her eyes. On the other side of the glass wall, Yun Luo kept beating the huge war drum with his hands, and the terrifying sound waves caused the ground to vibrate slightly.

Yun Luo suddenly stopped at the moment when the drumbeats were the coldest, darkest and most silent. In the last moment of the final battle, was it the zombie tide that shattered the last defense of the underground base and killed all the living people, or was it the human warriors that repelled the zombies' final attack? There is no answer. Amid the most brilliant fireworks, everything returned to deathly silence.

Yun Luo lowered his head slightly, not wanting Yan Chenyu to see the coldness and madness in his eyes, so he smiled slightly, with the demeanor of a gentleman. Yun Luo walked out of the recording studio and woke up Bai Qinghua, who had not yet recovered from the apocalyptic war. Yun Luo took the monitoring headphones and put them on, pressed the repeat play button, and spent more than seven minutes listening to the war drum tune he played.

It’s not bad, there are no wrong notes. Yun Luo doesn’t want to care about the other things. So what if the music has some flaws? That is the most realistic life-and-death battle between humans and zombies in the end times, the coldest and darkest silence, and the dead light of hope.

Yunluo copied a copy of the drum sound, put it into a USB drive, and used the recording studio's top song production software to mix it. For the war drum sound, Yunluo suddenly felt that there was no need to remove even the noise. What Yunluo needed to consider was how to use the sound of the guzheng to match the war drum sound. He had a draft in mind before coming.

The two versions of My Heart Will Never Die, played by different instruments, were both seven minutes long. Yunluo opened the two audio files at the same time and listened carefully to the similarities and differences between them from the beginning. Bai Qinghua approached Yunluo with a look of admiration for the great god, wanting to say something but not daring to disturb Yunluo. This was the first time Yan Chenyu heard the tune of My Heart Will Never Die. She had not touched the zither file given by Zhen Mi.

"It's not easy. It seems a bit strange to insert the guzheng sound. The style is not right." Yun Luo listened to it three times but still couldn't decide which sections to insert the guzheng sound. But since he promised the goddess who played the guzheng to use the guzheng sound, Yun Luo had to bite the bullet and do it.

Yun Luo was really a rookie when it came to music production. Although Bai Qinghua was not a songwriting talent, she was also a senior recording engineer with more than a decade of experience in the industry. After hearing Yun Luo's mumbling, Bai Qinghua mentioned her idea: "You can use double background music, with the sound of the guzheng as the background music for the war drums. After being weakened twice, the sound of the guzheng will not affect the style of the song."

Yun Luo seemed to be lost in thought. Yes, Zhen Mi is a rich lady. How could she possibly understand the darkness, struggle, despair and other negative emotions of humanity in the last days? Then the sound of the zither was like a ray of light in the darkness, which was ethereal and natural, and yet seemed to not exist. It gave people a feeling of seeing hope but never being able to grasp it.

"You have a good idea, thank you." Yun Luo thanked Bai Qinghua, then lowered his head to continue mixing the two songs. The first three beats of the zither sound were not needed, and there was no need for any other noise in the first loud sound of the war drum. Yun Luo also deliberately made the rhythm of the zither sound half a beat slower than that of the war drum.

This change means that after the final darkness and despair of the sound of war drums, there will be a ray of heavenly sound of the zither blooming alone, just like the arrival of the morning light, the blooming of hope, sweeping away the gloom and gloom, and bringing the light behind the darkness.

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It took Yunluo about ten minutes to finish the mixing and arranging. Afterwards, Yunluo listened to the recorded background music twice and felt quite satisfied. Bai Qinghua also praised her for making friends with capable songwriters as a recording studio owner, which could expand the studio's reputation and bring in more profits.

Tianlai Recording Studio actually has another way to make money, which is to help those musicians who produce good songs to connect with music companies, and the kickbacks are naturally from the recording studio. Bai Qinghua didn't set her sights on Yun Luo, because she knew who was standing behind Yan Chenyu.

"Manager Bai, get ready for recording." Yun Luo smiled at Yan Chenyu, then instructed Bai Qinghua and went into the recording studio.

When Yan Chenyu saw that they were finally going to record the song, she stood up, carried Tangtang to the glass wall, and stared quietly at Yun Luo, who was singing with his eyes slightly closed, recalling the tune of My Heart Will Never Die.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yunluo put on the headphones playing background music, gestured to Bai Qinghua, and stood still. Bai Qinghua put on the monitoring headphones and clicked the audio to play. In the recording studio, Yunluo started singing with the first breathtaking sound of the war drum.

He actually lived in the apocalyptic world for 237 years, and his singing contains the most sincere emotions. Although the apocalyptic world is terrible, that is his hometown, and there is a kind of emotion that is hard to erase.

Bai Qinghua was distracted by Yunluo again, and was completely intoxicated by the clear, clean and melancholy singing voice. Seven minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Bai Qinghua was still unable to come out of the singing voice. This was the powerful charm of the live performance. Yunluo came out of the recording studio, pressed the recording end button himself, and then replayed it and listened to it with monitoring headphones.

Honestly speaking, there were a few notes that Yun Luo sang out of tune, but Yun Luo had no intention of singing again. Perfection is not necessarily the most spiritual. Yun Luo has already sung out his true memories of the end of the world. Even if he has superb skills, it will be difficult to recreate that feeling if he sings it again.

Bai Qinghua blushed when she woke up. She felt that she was really incompetent for having been obsessed twice.

Yunluo didn't care about Bai Qinghua's idea. He combined the singing and the background music into one. After listening to it again, he amplified the audio fluctuations and listened to it repeatedly second by second to remove some unnecessary noises and pops. In this way, Yunluo's first song was freshly released. Yunluo was just here for fun and didn't like to be as serious and meticulous as professional singers.

After copying a copy of the audio to a USB drive, Yunluo deleted all the records on the recording studio computer, said goodbye to Bai Qinghua, and left with Yan Chenyu Tangtang.

Yunluo drove a pink BMW with Yan Chenyu to a delicious restaurant in the Higher Education Park for a meal. Alas, it was Yan Chenyu who paid for it. Ahem, Yan Chenyu also gave Yunluo 500 yuan in pocket money... Yan Chenyu didn't want Yunluo to always eat instant noodles, and she also knew that An Chuyu was very good at managing money. Yunluo felt guilty and didn't dare to ask his girlfriend for money.

Anyway, the relationship between An Chuyu, Yunluo and Yan Chenyu is so complicated that Yunluo gets a headache just thinking about it.

Tangtang is the most ignorant but also the happiest. She has delicious food and drinks and her life is full of joy.