But if I finish The Room... I'm torn between translating this pre-filming fic about how they quarantined together in the same hotel room and that's how they met, and rewriting my cellphone convo AU fic about the two of them meeting on a babysitting variety show.
Crap I realized I have no way of contacting the author of the pre-filming fic🤦🏻♀️ She posted in the douban LLD group that has since gotten nuked, and neither of us added each other as friends.
If anyone knows her please let me know, it's called 龚俊的21天隔离日记
ZZH was taking an afternoon nap. He felt too hot in his sleep & turned around, unexpectedly half falling off the bed. He groggily got up, annoyed, brushing long hair off his face and feeling for the air conditioner remote, mumbling, "It's so hot, who turned the temperature up..."
He finally touched the remote on the wall and pressed it a few times. On the third beep his brain suddenly caught up with the telltale strangeness and his heart skipped a beat.
He at last opened his eyes and got a good look around.
Resemble.ai (mentioned on our stream by our software consultant) is one of the top voice synthesizers on the market right now.
They have open sourced Resemblyzer, a deep learning package to analyze and compare voices.
Part of Resemblyzer is fake speech detection code.
This is their demo on real and fake Donald Trump speeches. It compares test audio against ground truth reference audio. As you can see, there is one false positive.
I downloaded Resemblyzer and ran it on the audio of the IG videos. I used as ground truth ZZH's interviews and audio from before Aug. I used as control the LXZ interview, cut into ~1 min clips. For the latest IG video, I cut out the singing part.
When they turned on the TV screen, ZZH raised his eyebrows and gave GJ a look that clearly said: See? I was right.
GJ looked at the TV then looked at him, stumbling over his words, "It's just-- it's because--"
He floundered, before finally giving up, "So what?"
He contended, a little petulantly, "You're my senior, what am I supposed to call you?"
ZZH didn't force the issue, he just thought it was funny. He patted GJ's arm and soothed, "It doesn't matter, you can call me whatever you want, anything you like, it's all fine with me."
GJ walked into the room to see ZZH holding a thermos in both hands, blowing on it. His hair stood up fuzzy and soft, and GJ had an sudden urge to pull him into his arms and rub at it.
"You're here," ZZH greeted him cheerfully, then asked, "Did you not get enough sleep?"
GJ shook his head and took a bottle of water out of the fridge to put over his eyes, sitting beside him on the bed, "How come you're up so early?"
ZZH continued to blow on the thermos, "Young man, early to bed and early to rise are healthy habits, understand?"