The Rise of Otaku

402 Chapter 402 Tadpole Song

Chapter 402 Tadpole Song

According to the maturity time of rice seedlings, this music production cycle seemed a bit longer, but compared to Bai Mo’s music production time, at least, it was better than nothing. But what about requesting songs? After all, after the song was requested, it needed to be played. The director of the radio station built a small electric tower here, which looked like a microphone. Does it mean that someone will use it to sing songs?

Don’t tell me that he would ask little Muli and other idols to come here to sing.

But that also doesn’t sound right. Although there were idols in Luhua city, they could not sing all kinds of songs. What if the audiences requested some songs that they didn’t know how to sing? After much thinking, Zhou Yu still didn’t understand how the music paddy field would work, so he stood next to the paddy field and watched the changes in the paddy fields like a scarecrow.

The paddy field where the seedlings were planted looked the same as a normal paddy field in appearance, but in Zhou Yu’s eyes, there were many changes.

As a gust of wind blew past, and there were frogs and some strange insects singing in the paddy fields, making it look like the summer night scenery in the countryside. However, Zhou Yu was quite sure that although his small farm has never used pesticides, how come there would be frogs in the paddy field so soon?

After going around the paddy field, he actually found some strange frogs. But what was certain was that they were not frogs from the real world, because there were no frogs with sunglasses in the real world.

In addition to frogs, there were some strange little bugs, such as crickets. They were all personified, wandering in the paddy fields in weird clothes, and occasionally get together to sing songs. Some of them even had musical instruments on their bodies, like ukuleles. It was truly strange.

Are these guys going to be the ones that sing songs?

Zhou Yu was extremely confused, but then a frog with sunglasses came over and said very politely: “Hello, My Lord, we are the paddy field chorus, and I am the leader of the group Old Jiang.”

Well, if you say it’s a chorus, then it will be a chorus. But, it feels really odd. The mystery of who would sing songs was solved, then who would produce songs?

At this time, Bai Mo appeared.

Bai Mo was a fallen composer before, but after being expelled from the fallen horde, his falling composing ability was removed. However, the ability to compose was still there, but how to do it, even Bai Mo himself also did not know. Now that there was finally a building related to music production, he would naturally come over to have a look if he could recover his ability.

In this way, Bai Mo became a member of the Paddy Chorus. However, it would take some time for him to rehearse the paddy field, so he turned his head and said to Zhou Yu: “Father, I want to take a boat in the paddy field and feel the atmosphere here.”

Well, just a small boat, simple. As long as your composing ability can recover, you can do anything you like.

Then a scene of a young man dressed in white stood in front of a small boat, and the boatman took a long stick to steer the small boat, slowly moving forward in the clear paddy field. .

After arriving at the center of the paddy field, Bai Mo was still not satisfied, he even asked his father to build a small building in the middle of the paddy field.

Grandpa Hushan often led his small team to check the growth of various seasonal vegetables in various farms, but the things in the small farms always made him feel at a loss for words. Seeing that the little boss took time and effort to create a strange-shaped paddy field, and he also built a small wooden building with a stone foundation in the middle of the paddy field, coupled with various bridges to connect the whole paddy field, he could not help but shake his head constantly.

In the past, grandpa Husan would say that it was just a small farm, what was the use of building these fancy things? However, after having tasted the food from the small farm, he stopped saying anything. Anyway, when someone asked, he just said that the little boss could do whatever he wanted to do, and every land he personally plowed was all very strange.

Fortunately, grandpa Husan couldn’t see the frogs, nor could he hear the songs in the paddy field, otherwise, he might have a heart attack.

Anyway, it seemed that Bai Mo and the paddy field’s “spiritual communication” would take some time, so Zhou Yu decided to ignore him and continue to study the role of his paddy field.

Since Zhou Yu had no more doubt about the function of requesting songs, he took advantage of his position to request the first song on the radio, and soon saw the choir quickly gather. The sounds of frogs and insects quickly disappeared, and only a crisp girl’s voice echoed in the paddy field.

The composition is probably done by Bai Mo. It seems a bit different from what he thought before.

After two days, Bai Mo was finally completely integrated into the music paddy field. Then he invited his father and other brothers and sisters to watch his first performance in the choir together.

Directing the frogs in the water and the various bugs sitting on the rice seedlings to sing songs, it looked very wondrous. It’s a pity that if you look at it from a huge angle like Zhou Yu’s, it will not give you enough wondrous feeling. It seemed that he could only enjoy the show after he turned into a mini person.

“Father, I understand how to use music paddy fields to compose music, so let me show it to you now. During this period of time, I have composed 3 songs in total.”

Then he heard Bai Mo blow a whistle, and a group of tadpoles suddenly swam out of the rice seedlings in the paddy field. Seeing those tadpoles, the leader of the group, Old Jiang said with a smile: “Children, it is time to show your abilities, so do your best.”

Damn, using the tadpoles to play music?

In a corner of the paddy field, there was a small pool. At the bottom of the small pool was a stone slab painted with black music staff, which was clearly visible in the clear water. At that time, Zhou Yu didn’t know exactly what this was for, but now he finally understood it.

Under the command of Bai Mo’s baton, these little tadpoles swam happily towards the slab and then assumed various postures on it. Then many music notes appeared one after another, leaving Zhou Yu completely dumbfounded.

At this time, the chubby director hurriedly said: “My Lord, what are you waiting for, quickly copy down all the musical notes!”

Ah? Do I need to copy it?

Zhou Yu looked dumbfounded. He couldn’t even understand what any of the symbols mean, so how could he copy them? Besides, he didn’t have any music sheet in hand.

In the end, he had an idea. He simply took out the camera ‘truth’ and recorded it.