Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 504 Breaking the Limit
Xia Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of deep thought flashed through her.

Looking carefully at where his limit is, Xia Ling's singing changed and inserted into his solo passage, forming a duet: "Look at the black and white guys fighting each other silently. ..."

The lyrics are still the same lyrics, but the melody is an improvisation outside the score, lingering around his main theme like a shadow, seemingly harmonious, but pressing and killing every step of the way.If Bai Murong didn't respond, and continued to sing according to the original singing method, after a few lines, he would be overwhelmed by Xia Ling's melody.

He suddenly turned around to look at her, with a flash of surprise and a touch of anger in his eyes.

Xia Ling looked directly at him, raised the corners of her lips, smiled, and slowed down her singing for a while—this was a gauntlet, if he couldn't handle it, she would naturally not cause trouble for him on the stage. Take it slowly.

Bai Murong was stunned for a moment, but soon he also laughed, and the singing changed its tune: "Look at those couples who are happy and sweet, cuddling together, but I'm the only one standing alone on the street and can't figure out your true heart..."

Off the stage, the screams almost toppled the roof.

Xia Ling chuckled, that's good, since he is the type who fights more and more bravely, she doesn't have to be polite.

The singing continued to press in.

Sure enough, Bai Murong did not show weakness, he resolved every move one by one, although it was getting more and more difficult, but he didn't flinch in the slightest.The singing voice is melodious, sometimes sonorous, sometimes treacherous, sometimes high-pitched, unpredictable and touching.

The more she sang, the more Xia Ling felt that he was a rare singer. He had a very good talent and aura, and he also had good strength. For the direction, at least it can achieve 20 years of classics.

Xia Ling changed from being curious at the beginning to wanting to help him.

Speeding up the tempo, pushing him tighter and tighter, however, whenever he really couldn't resist, she would relax her offensive to give him breathing room, and even intentionally released a gap to guide him in the direction to go.

As expected, he didn't let her down. From being embarrassed at the beginning, he became more and more calm. Gradually, it really looked like a war between rivals.In the last chorus, Xia Ling forced him to a dead end all the way. He had no way to retreat, and in a flash of inspiration, he broke through the limit.

Ultimate perfection.

At the end of the song, he gracefully called off the curtain, and the applause from the audience was thunderous and lasted for a long time.

Bai Murong straightened up, and when he turned his head to look at Xia Ling, there was a hint of gloom in his bright eyes.

Xia Ling's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and she hurriedly ran away.

He anxiously said to Sister Mina: "Hurry up, pack your things, let's go!"

Sister Mai Na was puzzled: "What are you doing in such a hurry? The little girl is still impatient, you are a star, do stars understand? Have you ever seen any star like you..."

"Hurry up, it's too late!" Xia Ling urged repeatedly, how could she not be in a hurry?The way Bai Murong looked at her on stage just now was like a hunter staring at his prey.

If she doesn't leave quickly, she won't be able to leave later.

Who knows, if the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes, they will come to whatever they are afraid of.

Xia Ling has not yet stepped out of the door of the dressing room, while Bai Murong has already left the stage.

"Ye, Xing, Ling." He said her name word by word, with an unexplainable smile on his pretty lips, and a slender figure standing in front of the door of the dressing room, calm and unhurried.

Xia Ling felt a little headache.

Relying on being a big name, Bai Murong cleared the scene in a few words, everyone was invited out of the dressing room, even Sister Mai Na took a look at the two of them with great interest, ignoring Xia Ling's call for help With a look in his eyes, Shi Shi ran away.

Not long after, Xia Ling and him were left in the dressing room.

"What's the matter, tell me." Xia Ling sighed resignedly.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "I can't tell. I haven't seen you sing for more than a year. You are getting better at it. You are becoming more and more arrogant. You dare to provoke me, huh? .”

"I sang smoothly for a while, but I accidentally lost the tune..." She smirked and explained, "Brother Bai, you don't remember villains..."

"Accidentally going out of tune?" Bai Murong laughed angrily, "You're out of tune, it's even better than the original score, why can't I get it right?"

"me……"

"Forget it, forget it, don't make excuses." He waved his hand impatiently, sat down on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and said casually, "Ye Xingling, your typhoon reminds me of someone."

"Who?"

"Xia Ling."

"Too many people say that I look like her, and I'm numb. Please change some new words, brother." Xia Ling is a dead pig now, and she is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. Anyway, even Pei Ziheng recognizes who she is. like that.In front of other people, she really wasn't that nervous.

Bai Murong said: "I didn't think so before, but now that I've thought about it carefully, I realize that you really do resemble each other. Xia Ling also likes to improvise on stage and change her singing voice randomly. This ability is really not something that ordinary people can have."

"She is my idol, and I imitate her," she used up all the reasons. Anyway, it's not ashamed to be her own idol.

"Ha." Bai Murong chuckled, "I forgot that you used to sing "Butterfly in a Cage" so vividly."

It's hard for Bai Murong to remember what happened 800 years ago.

Xia Ling nodded, trying to understate it as much as possible.

Bai Murong changed the subject: "Although I was not happy about you changing your singing style at first, it's actually really good. In the past few months, I've been stuck in a bottleneck, and I haven't been able to break through. Once excited, I have a new understanding.”

"Coincidence, coincidence." Xia Ling laughed dryly.

He looked at her probingly: "It's really just a coincidence?"

"Of course it's a coincidence! I'm just a little star who hasn't sung for more than a year. How could I have the ability to deliberately stimulate your potential?!"

He looked at her carefully again, and after a while, he smiled: "That's right, I was worrying too much. But no matter what, I have to thank you."

"You're welcome." Xia Ling breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cup to drink water.

What he said next made her hands tremble, almost splashing water: "Ye Xingling, when you sang duet with me on the stage just now, you didn't give your full strength." The tone was affirmative.

Why is this person so sharp? !

Is it over yet? !
Xia Ling resisted the urge to roll her eyes, regretting that she had helped him break through the bottleneck, she secretly told herself to calm down, calm down, don't be anxious, raised her eyes to look at him half-truthfully: "Yeah, I didn't try my best. If I tried my best If you try your best, you won’t be able to sing “Meet Your Match”.”

"Then what's the song?" He asked curiously.

"A lonely man seeks defeat, a master is lonely, and he fights left and right."

This time, it was his turn to roll her eyes, end the conversation mercifully, and let her out.

(End of this chapter)