Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 105 Anniversary Ceremony

At night, Pei Ziheng would use his slender fingers to caress the worn scar on her ankle, with a soft sigh in his voice: "Xiaoling, why are you doing this? If you were more obedient, I wouldn't be like this to you."

She trembled in his arms, for fear that he would see the pain hidden in her music, her rejection, hatred and desire to escape from all of this.

In that case, he will punish her severely.

Therefore, she never dared to write down the lyrics.

All the lyrics only existed in her mind screaming over and over again, only the melody was dismembered into fragments and scattered little by little.Pei Ziheng took her manuscript paper to professionals for analysis. Some psychologists and medical scientists frowned and said that this is not a piece of music at all, but a hallucination caused by being insane after being imprisoned for too long.

Therefore, Pei Ziheng felt relieved.

She completed "The Butterfly in the Cage" bit by bit, which was the only refuge for the soul during the dark time of being imprisoned and humiliated.Only in this song did she feel that she was her real self, with joys, sorrows, joys, sorrows and fears, not a string puppet in his hands, who had been abused to the point of physical and mental injuries, but she still bowed her head tamely and pretended to be herself. Sweet as sweet.

Xia Ling thought, under his directional training, she did not completely suffer from Stockholm Syndrome in the end, and this song contributed a lot.It is the heartbeat of her soul, tragic but real.

In the last concert, she stood on the stage, and the [-] fans in the audience shouted encore.

By coincidence, she chose this song because at that moment, she wanted to be truly alive.

No accompaniment.

She sang a cappella alone, stunning everyone.

However, ironically, when the song was halfway through, the power on the stage suddenly cut off, and in the darkness, she felt a sharp pain in her back, and then she was pushed off the stage heavily and died.

After her death, the fans were very sad because they only had time to sing half of her last song "Butterfly in the Cage".Even this half of the song is a cappella without mixing and arrangement.

As a result, many people appealed and asked the emperor to restore "The Butterfly in the Cage".

The Emperor remained silent.

To be precise, it was the Emperor's Feng Kun who remained silent.

He is the queen producer that Xia Ling has partnered with for a lifetime. If "The Butterfly in the Cage" needs to arrange music, it must be him.If he doesn't express his opinion, no producer has the courage and ability to take this song.

In Xia Ling's posthumous work, just these four words are overwhelming.

Now, Feng Kun returned to China, held a media conference, and said——

"Before, I didn't dare to touch "Butterfly in the Cage", because it was the last song in Xiaoling's life, it carried too much and was too desperate. I didn't have the confidence to do it well, and I didn't want to desecrate it, So I went abroad and sorted out my thoughts. Now that I am back, it is my inescapable responsibility to make this last song for Xiao Ling. I dare not say that I can make it the best, but I will listen to her with my whole soul, I will try my best to restore it, and the arrangement of this song will be infinitely close to her."

Sister Mai Na accompanied Xia Ling to watch TV, and said with a cold snort, "Come on, why don't you be so hypocritical, he came back at this juncture, isn't it just to divert public attention and save Xia Yu?"

Xia Ling whispered, "He's not that kind of person."

Sister Mina snorted again: "It sounds like you know him a lot."

Xia Ling smiled wryly, could she not understand him?Ten years of music partners, the tacit understanding between each other is unimaginable to outsiders, even compared to Pei Ziheng, he is closer to her soul.

"I guess it was Pei Ziheng who called him back." Xia Ling said sadly.With Feng Kun's character, since she said that the emperor is not worthy of her music, it is impossible to take the initiative to come back to save those who have hurt her.With his status and status, the only one who could recall him back to the country was Pei Ziheng. It must be that Pei Ziheng used some means to force him to succumb.

Sister Mina looked at her in surprise: "I can't see, Xiaoling, when did you become so smart? Can you guess this? BOSS has been sending people to watch the emperor's movements during this time, and it is really Pei Ziheng who summoned you!" Feng Kun returned to the country, it is said that Feng Kun was unwilling to come back, and he handed in his resignation letter, and I don't know what tricks Pei Ziheng used, but finally let him come back obediently."

Xia Ling smiled wryly, that's really the case.

For Xia Yu, Pei Ziheng actually went to great lengths to fight.

but……

Who Pei Ziheng valued has nothing to do with her.

What she cared about was her old friend Feng Kun, and the progress of "The Butterfly in the Cage".

Not only her, but countless people outside are paying attention to the restoration progress of this song.

Feng Kun led a team to analyze the manuscripts she left behind.It is said that the manuscript is messy and fragmented, and many of the details either conflict with each other, or jump and disappear, adding a lot of difficulty for nothing.

There were rumors from the outside world. It seems that when the queen Xia Ling composed this song, she was really in a bad state of mind.

Not long after, Feng Kun prohibited the team members from disclosing the situation to the outside world, and declined all media visits, and only closed the door to concentrate on doing things.No matter how the entertainment journalists try their best to inquire, they can't dig out any more content. The last piece of news that can be confirmed is that the staff accidentally let it go——

"To make this song, Mr. Feng worked very hard. During the meeting, he choked up several times and couldn't speak."

All Xia Ling fans have a close heart, and lined up on the official website to brush their blessings page by page.

In this sad atmosphere, the first anniversary of the death of Queen Xia Ling was ushered in.

There are lotus lanterns, plain white candles, and small daisy flowers everywhere.

Her songs were playing over and over again on the radio.

Even Sister Mai Na made seven lotus lanterns with her own hands, and dragged Xia Ling in this life to exile by the riverside in the suburbs.She is a fan, especially the sincere one. When the lotus lamp entered the water, she silently recited the eulogy, her eyes were red with tears.

Xia Ling stood under a big willow tree, not knowing how to comfort her.

In the night sky, there is a half-round crescent of blood, and the dim moonlight makes even the world dim and melancholy.

Sister Mina was on the upper reaches of the river, quietly watching her lotus lanterns drifting farther and farther, and one by one they merged into the ocean of lotus lanterns downstream—thousands of white petals lightly supported thousands of lanterns. Flickering candles, dotted with stars, bloom like the other shore.

"I've liked her since she debuted." Sister Mina said suddenly.

Xia Ling was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was talking about herself in her previous life.

Sister Mina didn't look at her, but continued: "At that time, I was still a small assistant, with the meager salary, doing the most useless things. Several times, I almost couldn't bear it, until then Walking down the street one day, I heard her singing coming from the record player on the side of the street."

(End of this chapter)