Chapter 594 The Mystery of the Dolphin Sound

"Why should I treat your face?" Xia Ling tilted her head very cutely.

Nangong Qingya choked on her chest and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. This bitch woman actually asked such a bitch question? !If it wasn't for her, how could my face be like this? !But no matter how angry she was in her heart, she still had to humbly say, "When the face is cured, the 600 billion will be yours."

"It's really weird," Xia Ling smiled lightly, and said leisurely, "Miss Nangong, did you make a mistake? The 600 billion was originally the money you owed me, but you actually wanted to use my money Negotiate terms with me?"

This bitch!

Nangong Qingya wished to tear Xia Ling's body into pieces, she endured it again and again, even her voice changed a bit: "Then what do you think?"

"600 billion, plus interest, should have been given to me." Xia Xiaoling was in a happy mood, thinking that cheating was a good deal. "Beyond that, how much does Miss Nangong think her face is worth?"

Nangong Qingya felt grief and indignation, it turned out that this was her goal!
Sit down and start!

"Ye Xingling, isn't 600 billion enough? Do you have to empty out the Nangong family to be willing?" Nangong Qingya said tremblingly.

"I'm not interested in hollowing out the Nangong family." Xia Ling said lightly and delicately.

Nangong Qingya breathed a sigh of relief secretly, when she heard Xia Ling panting heavily——

"It's just that someone messed with me, and I'm interested in torturing the guy who messed with me."

"You!" Nangong Qingya's eyes burst into flames.

Xia Ling smiled lightly: "Miss Nangong, when you were in the sexy lingerie store, wouldn't you have nothing to do if you just paid for it? At that time, it was only 300 billion. Later, when Li Lei invited you to the guild hall, it was only 600 yuan. [-] million. But you guys are not even willing to pay such a small amount of money, it’s okay now, and you have to pay more for face treatment.”

What is such a small amount of money? !
Nangong Qingya was so angry that she was going crazy, 600 billion, did she think it was 600 yuan? !so much money? !She took such a small amount of money to show it to others!Bitch!

Nangong Qingya cursed in her heart, bit her lip, and remained silent.

Wei Shaoyin yelled crazily from the next door again—"Ye Xingling, where have you been? You're going to die! Your song hasn't been recorded yet!"

Xia Ling rubbed her forehead with some headaches, and lightly jumped off the desk she was sitting on, about to go out. "Think about it slowly, I'll record a sound."

"Wait a minute." Nangong Qingya took a deep breath and said with her face dragging, "I'll give you another 100 billion."

"Yo." Xia Ling was a little surprised, she didn't expect the Nangong family to be so rich, and they blackmailed out another 100 billion just like that?

"100 billion?" She asked suspiciously, wanting to make sure she had heard correctly.

"200 billion!" Nangong Qingya's heart was bleeding, "There is no more! If you want money, you will die!"

Xia Ling: "..." She swore that she was just asking casually, and she definitely didn't mean to be too small.It was Nangong Qingya who was willing to add it to 200 billion. She is very innocent, eh.

"Deal." She said briskly.

Over there, Wei Shaoyin roared again.

The little assistant knocked on the door with a mournful face: "Miss Xiaoling, go to the recording studio and take a look. Brother Wei is going crazy, whoever is caught scolding." All the staff like Xia Ling very much, because when Xia Ling is around , Wei Shaoyin basically only scolded her, everyone else was safe.And once she disappeared, bad luck began for the rest of the staff.

Xia Ling was quite speechless, and followed the little assistant.

"Hello—" Nangong Qingya called anxiously behind her.

Unfortunately, Xia Ling didn't hear it.

The entrance to the spotless recording studio.

Wei Shaoyin was wearing an extremely simple white shirt, platinum-rimmed glasses, and his Patek Philippe hand was about to poke Xia Ling's face: "You still know how to die! Get out of the studio and record! What about professional ethics?!"

Xia Ling: "..."

Wei Shaoyin: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied?! Believe it or not, I will block you?!"

Xia Ling asked silently: "...Ah Wei, how much is your entire net worth?"

Wei Shaoyin was taken aback: "Huh?"

"... From now on, don't scold me casually. My sister is a woman with six hundred... oh no, eight hundred, oh no, ninety billion." The money and the interest on the pocket money given by my brother have been calculated clearly.They were so rich that they didn't even include the 900 million a day interest owed by Nangong's family and the 100 million pocket money that Li Lei gave each month.

This time Wei Shaoyin was speechless, this girl, where is she dreaming?
In a flash, Xia Ling had already entered the recording studio.

When she entered the studio, she seemed to be a different person, and quickly fell into the state of music. The recorded singing voice was so passionate that it was like the sound of nature.

Wei Shaoyin outside the shed pondered for a moment: "Do it again."

"Is there something wrong?" Xia Ling came out and asked.

"Xiao Ling, have you noticed that your voice is a little different recently?" Wei Shaoyin paused for a while, thinking about his words, "The range of voice is higher than before, and sometimes I can't tell who you are. Are you singing the pharyngeal sound or the whistle sound." The whistle sound is the dolphin sound, which is a natural range of sounds, and it cannot be learned the day after tomorrow.

"How can..." Xia Ling was about to say how it was possible for her to sing the whistle, but suddenly, she froze.

Thinking about it carefully, my pronunciation just now is really similar to the whistle in my previous life.

"Even the unconscious movements seem to be making a whistle." Wei Shaoyin said, raising his hand and making a gesture of slightly pressing the back of the ear, "The way of making a whistle is different from the normal sound. , Singers who sing whistle will do this subconsciously—for example, Xia Ling, the former diva, uses fingertips to locate. Just when the high-pitched part was recorded, your hand also raised a bit.”

Xia Ling was stunned, couldn't she, her dolphin voice came back? !
This unscientific!

She entered the shed like a sleepwalker. This time, she felt her high notes carefully. Sure enough, compared with the normal interpretation of throat sounds, her current range is more comfortable and brighter. Gently pressing the back of the ear with my hand, I feel very involved and enjoying it.

It was worse than the dolphin sound in the previous life.

But it is definitely not the category of pharyngeal sounds.

"How did this happen?" She murmured at the end of the song.

Wei Shaoyin pushed open the glass door and came in with a look of disbelief: "You have a second development? There has never been such a miracle in the history of music! This is more unbelievable than a person who is gifted with dolphin sounds!"

"I'm a little dizzy..." Xia Ling said, pushing Wei Shaoyin away and sitting on the small sofa beside her.

Looking back, when did the voice start to sound wrong?

"At your debut concert, the performance of the treble part surprised many people. At that time, I thought that you practiced your throat very hard and achieved excellent results..." Wei Shaoyin said.

(End of this chapter)

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