Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 533
Feng Kun looked at them with some amusement.

After thinking for a while, he said to Wei Shaoyin calmly: "You can pick up Xiao Ling. Remember to take her temperature at six o'clock in the morning, at twelve o'clock in the morning, and at eight o'clock in the evening. Eat three meals, one hour after each meal, take two and a half tablets, and take it with warm water at about 43 degrees. In addition, the patient should not blow the wind or catch a cold. When she is taking a bath, you have to watch outside for a while. It’s been a long time, I need to call her to make sure she didn’t pass out in it. The diet should be light, pay attention to the combination, the best breakfast is vegetable juice and white rice porridge, and the white rice porridge should be boiled for three hours. Eat soft and digestible things for lunch. For example, freshwater fish, pay attention to buying species without thorns. Eggs and stewed meat are also fine. I will make a list for you for dinner and supper. There are not too many things to avoid, such as beef and mutton, sea shrimp, squid... "

"Stop!" Wei Shaoyin's expression turned ugly.

Feng Kun's expression was very peaceful: "What's wrong?"

Wei Shaoyin pointed angrily at Xia Ling on the bed: "Why is this little ancestor so hard to serve?!"

"Ask your boss." Feng Kun said irresponsibly.

Xia Ling really wanted to protest, wanted to say that she was really not spoiled by Li Lei, looked at Wei Shaoyin's expression about to explode, and shut her mouth obediently.

Wei Shaoyin was very conflicted: "But, if Xiaoling doesn't move back, the recording studio..."

Feng Kun smiled very gently: "You can visit her often, and I will lend you my workshop."

This suggestion made Xia Ling a little surprised. Anyone who makes music takes their independent studio very seriously. It is a private space, a place where creativity and inspiration are bred. It is equally incredible for a painter to lend his studio.

Wei Shaoyin was also taken aback for a moment before saying, "Who wants to use your workshop?"

"Really, that's a pity, the NYX R-series speaker was replaced last month..."

"Wait, it's the limited edition in the world?! I heard that there is only one set in China, so it's here with you?!"

"That's the one. I've worked so hard to get it."

"Then it's a deal. I'll lend you your workplace. Don't go back on your word!"

Looking at the conversation between the two, Xia Ling was speechless—how could it be so easy to abduct Ah Wei?

In this way, Feng Kun's home became a temporary recording studio.

Wei Shaoyin visits every day, spends time making music here, and studies with Xia Ling.

Thanks to him, Xia Ling finally found something that she couldn't finish. Once she got busy, she forgot all her illnesses, Li Lei, and the hidden wounds of her previous life, and her body and spirit improved day by day.

Feng Kun, who was in charge of taking care of the patients, and Li Lei, who occasionally came to the door, were very happy. One said, "Fortunately, there is Ah Wei, otherwise you would not recover so quickly." The other said, "Well, it's time to give Ah Wei a raise. salary."

On this day, Feng Kun poured a cup of warm water for Xia Ling, feeling emotional again.

Xia Ling was pondering over a piece of melody in distress, and went over a detail several times before remembering to answer Feng Kun's words: "Yeah, he's a workaholic."

Wei Wei's nickname is by no means in vain. Recently, she made drastic changes to the song "Chess Match" that she sang with Bai Murong, and it was completely changed beyond recognition.Two days ago, he triumphantly gave the score to Xia Ling, and told Xia Ling that he had finally changed it so that he could barely sing, and told her to try it.

I have to admit that Wei Shaoyin is full of talent, and the revised score not only retains the original essence, but also has a sublime beauty.But Xia Ling felt that if Bai Murong got the original singer, she would have to cry, because she was crying—the revised version of the song requires too much attention to detail, it's really picky, and if she's not careful, she can't sing well.In the past two days, apart from eating and sleeping, Xia Ling spent all her time thinking about this song.

At this moment, he was still in a trance.

Feng Kun sat down beside her: "I didn't see you being so troubled by any song in the Emperor before."

"Will it be the same then?" she said.

"Why is it different?" Feng Kun asked.

"At that time there was..." She was slightly silent.At that time, with Pei Ziheng pampering him, he was so free and easy. When he wanted to sing, he could record seven or eight songs in one go. When he didn't want to sing, he didn't start work for a year or so, and no one dared to criticize him.But now, she doesn't want to become a canary beside Li Lei, and doesn't want to rely on him to use too many privileges. She has to learn to match the pace of others, for example, to work with the team repeatedly instead of letting everyone revolve around her .

"Maybe it's because I'm not used to singing with others," Xia Ling sighed while holding the sheet music, "I used to sing alone, but now suddenly there is another person, and I feel a bit uncomfortable."

Feng Kun smiled: "You are very selfish when you sing, and it's okay to occasionally do impromptu duets on stage, but it's really difficult to record a song seriously. Xiaoling, your personal style is too strong. Not suitable for cooperating with people."

Speaking of this, Xia Ling didn't quite agree: "My current style has been restrained a lot. Look, at this music festival, didn't I sing well with Bai Murong and Qin Zifeng?"

Feng Kun clasped his fingers together: "Xiaoling, don't you think this is the problem?"

"What?" She was taken aback.

"You and Bai Murong cooperated too smoothly... No, it should be said that you and Wei Shaoyin and everyone cooperated too smoothly. Have you ever thought that with your unique and self-contained singing voice, How could it be integrated into another system so quickly?" Feng Kun said.

"That's because I'm different from before, and my style is not so unique and self-contained..." Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly realized the problem, and suddenly stopped talking, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Looking at her expression, Feng Kun knew she had noticed it, got up, and stretched out his hand to her: "Come on, I'll show you something."

He took her to the workshop, took out a sandalwood box from the innermost cabinet, opened the three-layer lid, and inside was a CD wrapped in layers of white silk. On the plain label paper, there were only two words written by hand. Word: swan song.

Xia Ling was a little curious, what kind of CD was it that made him cherish it so much?

He carefully removed the disc and put it in the record player.

It was a disc of pure music, without human voices, and the beginning was a charming melody, enchanting and arrogant, fierce and defiant, and gradually, it became passionate and magnificent, stunning and changing, making people breathless...

Familiar and unfamiliar.

Xia Ling listened to the melody in shock, and couldn't believe it—Feng Kun actually compiled all the unfinished fragments of their ten-year cooperation into a disc.Most of it was a flash of inspiration during their usual discussions, as well as a backup plan for the arrangement, and even the two songs they recorded halfway before Pei Ziheng imprisoned her were also listed.

He arranges them, but does not finish them.

Every note is the most authentic restoration of their thoughts at that time.

(End of this chapter)