Chapter 469: Impermanent Things, Colorful Voices (7)

They were all comrades who had been together day and night during the apocalypse. Cheng Zheng knew Qiao Yu's synesthetic ability very well and put a lot of effort into the design and manufacture of sound-isolating headphones.

Most of the common headphones on the market focus on noise reduction, but what was worn on Qiao Yu's ears at this time was a wireless device that combined sound isolation and hearing aid functions. They are light and transparent in shape, like a layer of water film covering the ears. They are connected to soft earplugs where they enter the ears. They look light and flexible, but in fact they have a complex structure. In addition to the most basic overall volume reduction function, they can also Identify the type of sound and make intelligent adjustments accordingly.

For example, if you are in the subway, this pair of sound-isolating headphones can actively reduce the volume of children screaming and crying in Qiao Yu's ears, and accordingly capture key information such as subway station announcements, amplifying their clarity.

In addition, Qiao Yu can also manually adjust the reception range and frequency of external sounds. The switch and adjustment dial are just behind the helix. They are marked with slightly raised inscriptions. Just press the dial lightly with your fingertips. Others would only think that Qiao Yu casually brushed her long hair around her ears, concealed and natural.

"I'll change it to something more suitable for you when we meet." Cheng Zheng said on the phone.

He was not in a hurry to ask Qiao Yu to come to the headquarters of Qinyi Technology so that he could make the most realistic ear mold for a real person. Firstly, the child's current condition is not suitable for flying. Secondly, let her stay in Shanghai so that she can keep an eye on Qin Jue's condition. Thirdly, the most important point is that his husband must cherish the reunion with the little fox and be reluctant to part with it. My sister left so early.

"Okay, thank you, deputy team leader." Qiao Yu softened his eyebrows and responded with a slight smile.

Although the deputy team leader's voice was low and flat, it was unusually clear to her ears, like a bright white ice lamp storing flames, cool but with a bit of straightforward warmth.

This is a very simple and easy-to-understand person. His emotions and concerns are never concealed. He cares just as he cares. He is not shy about speaking out or beating around the bush.

This is how family members care and care. There is no purpose or reason for "being good to you". "Because we are a family" - this sentence is enough to explain everything.

Ding.

The elevator made a pleasant sound, and a light blue and green color flashed in front of Qiao Yu's eyes, like a light stroke on a gouache painting.

The sound of the music box, high a...

Absolute Sound automatically fed back the collected sound information. Qiao Yu pursed her lips and smiled and walked out of the apartment door.

She consciously opened and straightened her shoulders and back, instead of hunching over her chest like before, trying to reduce her sense of presence.

"What's wrong with being pretty? There has never been any law prohibiting a girl from being beautiful. Being able to dress up, put on makeup, and live a refined and elegant life is her own business. It's not anyone's turn to make irresponsible remarks or point fingers."

Qin Jue's casual words echoed in Qiao Yu's ears, "Who is not the treasure of the family? Besides, this is a credit reporting society, and you are not doing harm to anyone, so there is no need to shrink back."

Qiao Yu took a breath. Under the soundproof headphones, all the sounds became clear and clear, and together with the bustling street in front of her, they sketched out the most vivid picture. It was noisy, lively, and full of fireworks, and everyone's joys, sorrows, and joys were included in it. Like hundreds of scenes in life, it is an audio-visual feast that only she can experience.

It's good to be alive.

Qiao Yu's eyes were a little wet, and he quickly blinked to dissipate the moisture.

She followed the flow of people and walked into the subway station.

The young girl on the left is looking at her mobile phone. Well, her breathing is a little heavy, and she is trying to suppress her laughter... She feels very happy. Huh? Such a dreamy pink color, so it’s like this, maybe you’re chatting with your lover, or enjoying the video clips of your favorite celebrity?

The footsteps on the right were fast and heavy. Well, it was a man dressed in white-collar clothing... His expression was very anxious, his breathing was unsteady, and he was worried and scared. Was there an important meeting, or had something happened to a relative? Wish him good luck…

Qiao Yu stood quietly in the crowd waiting for the subway, like a harmless beast that feeds on sounds and emotions, collecting and analyzing. Compared with the previous vigilance to protect herself, what she did now Because it is more like a habit engraved in the bones, it is fun and relaxing.

Not long after, with a rumbling sound, the subway came, stopped, opened, and the crowd poured out.

Qiao Yu deliberately took a step aside, allowing the white-collar worker on his right to rush onto the subway first.

"...Hello? Yes, it's me. How's the situation? Already in the emergency room? Okay...Okay, thank you, I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon."

The white-collar worker answered a phone call on the subway. The signal was not very good, and his speech was intermittent. Sweat dripped down from his forehead.

After hanging up the call, he closed his eyes forcefully, his face full of anxiety and pain, mixed with some annoyance.

"Nothing will happen, nothing will happen, God bless you..."

The white-collar man muttered in a breathy voice, and Qiao Yu, who was paying attention to him out of the corner of his eye, blinked.

Look for it... Blue would be more suitable at this time. Well, the blue should not be too obvious, as it can easily aggravate the sadness. In this case, use navy blue...

"This gentleman."

The girl wearing an octagonal peaked cap suddenly spoke, her words were clear and solid, her tone was calm, her voice sounded a bit cold and inhumane, "Are you about to arrive at the station?"

The white-collar worker was stunned for a moment before realizing that Qiao Yu was talking to him.

"Oh, no." He quickly looked up, "There are still four stops."

As he spoke, the white-collar worker realized that he was rushing so fast that he didn't even pay attention to the direction of the subway.

If he sits upright, it will be too late!

After realizing it, he felt a layer of white sweat forming on his face. He quickly swallowed to calm down and forced himself to calm down from the panic.

For some reason, the white-collar worker was able to do this more easily than expected, and his brain, which was still confused just now, had more room to think.

It was a young man who was handing out flyers on the street when he saw his mother who was shopping for groceries suddenly collapsed. The old lady was usually very agile, but maybe she accidentally sprained her foot or was hit by someone. Fortunately, she didn't knock her head. Listen. He said there was no blood, he just fainted...

The medical expenses are still enough, and the salary has just been paid... By the way, I have to appease my wife, tell her not to panic, and pick up Miaomiao from cram school first... I have my ID card with me, and my household registration book is still at home, but I have a scan on my phone. Everything should be fine...the medical insurance card and medical insurance are also...

I took leave before going out, and the previous annual leave has not been used up. I have no problem with my salary these days...

Oh, yes, and the young man who kindly sent the old lady to the hospital and called him, I have to thank him very much...

The white-collar workers gradually returned to their usual work routine. Although they still looked worried, they finally no longer looked like headless flies.

He finished sorting out a lot of things and sent his wife a flying message. Then he patted his heart and looked at the website again with a hint of nervousness.

This look reminded him of the girl who reminded him just now.

The situation was urgent, and the white-collar worker didn't have the time to look at Qiao Yu's clothes, but just said thank you with lingering fear.

"You...you are a lawyer?"

He asked casually in his nervousness to relieve his anxiety.

Qiao Yu smiled under the mask: "No."

The white-collar worker didn't pay attention. The one or two sentences after thanking him were just common greetings. At this time, the conversation ended naturally, and his entire mind returned to important matters.

After a while, the subway arrived at the station, and Qiao Yu watched the white-collar worker walk out quickly.

It happened that there was an empty seat next to her, so she sat down and reviewed her previous attempt, thoughtfully.

Although it is not like the majestic mental power and sound waves that can kill people in the apocalypse, the proper use of synesthesia and onomatopoeia can also invisibly affect the emotional state of others.

Well, you can try it when singing in the future...