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Chapter 147

Just as I was thinking about a sudden chill on my neck, I didn't expect his fingers to press on my throat. If it was before, I would have hit him far away with a palm, and you must know that a light pinch here would kill someone !Woooooo... But he taught me to sing, so I have to bear it.

"It's amazing...a place like this can make such a loud... voice that seems to come from another world." He smiled softly: "I will teach you well."

After saying that, he stepped back a few steps and raised his head, pointing to the window sill with his slender white fingers, the expression on his face was clear and light, and a brisk singing voice sang from his throat: "Listen, the melody is on the fingertips. , beating like a red warbler bird on the lips; bare feet, trembling wings on the red wetness... Listen, the setting sun passing by; the light is like geraniums falling on the snow, scattered with golden petals, in the Humming a ballad on the snow-white softness..." (This is not a song, the words were written by the mirror before, ha ha.)
It's not wonderful, but shocking. His voice is as beautiful as an oriole singing in the morning, without any impurities, without accompanying melody, only the beautiful voice after sentence comes over, wafting in my ears.

It's... unbelievable.It is a young man who can sing such a beautiful voice, it should be a voice that is spotless and does not belong to this world!Even Yayoi can't sing such a song.Such a beautiful boy is not as famous as Yayoi. Is it because he doesn't know the world of show business?Or am I ignorant?

"^_^ It's very nice, I like your song very much." With a smile, I raised my hands and applauded enthusiastically: "It's the best voice I've ever heard in my life."

The young man's face turned red after I said this, he lowered his head: "Yes...is it."

kindness!Yes!I answered silently in my heart.Afterwards, I started to learn to sing under Qi Ruo, he was a very patient person, knowing which song he sang just now I wanted to learn, and immediately taught me wholeheartedly.As long as my pronunciation is not correct, he will immediately ask me to stop and sing for me.From raising my breath at the beginning to articulating words and pronunciation, I have studied them very seriously.The surrounding things also slowly changed from the original violent vibration to slight vibration, uh...Although it is still vibrating, it is really much better than it was at the beginning.

When I returned to the college villa in the evening, I was still practicing hard. The bodyguards patrolling downstairs looked at each other comfortingly: "The sound has finally improved. If it is still like the daytime, we will resign T_T!"

In the next few days, I kept going to the practice room of Yayoi's company to practice, because of my relationship, Yayoi simply came to the company every day, making the manager laugh every day.It's Qi Ruo who taught me how to sing. I don't know why Yayoi always frowns and looks unhappy.Maybe it's because of the competition between artists, that's why Qi Ruo hates Yayoi... and Yayoi is a bad guy, so it's completely understandable to be hated.For example...

"Xiaocha, Xiaocha, I'll just teach you how to sing. Why do you want to learn from others? I'm also very good at singing!"

"Xiaocha, Xiaocha, this guy doesn't sing as well as I do. Follow me."

"Little tea, little tea, you sang it wrong here, it's not how it's sung, it should be like this."

"Xiaocha, let's go have some snacks. I see you have been studying for 15 minutes. You must be very tired."

I'm... definitely have the urge to crush him!Not to mention Qi Ruo, I think he was able to bear it all because of the reserve he should have as an artist, otherwise he would have blown Yayoi, the chirping guy, flying with his fist!

The first time I sang this song completely was in the afternoon two days later, which was the day before the competition.I stood in the practice room and sang quietly in a low voice.Because Yayoi is going to make an announcement, and Qiruo is going to hold a concert, the others don't know what they are busy with, and I am the only one in the whole practice room.Thinking about it after so many days of practice, it should be possible for a slightly normal person to sing the full version, so I leaned on the railing and sang softly alone.

When the climax was being sung, the door of the practice room was suddenly opened, and a very arrogant man walked in wearing a black windbreaker and countless exquisite earrings and silver ornaments: "Where is Qiruo?! That bastard Where did you go, kid? Didn’t you say that my singing skills are bad in the column last time? If you have the ability, come out and compare!”

"Master Pure! If Qi is really not here, his concert today is held at Nanshan, so he is not here." A staff member hurriedly chased him in from outside.

Pure?The guy who was once called His Royal Highness the Prince of Show Business? (Because I've been staying in this kind of place for the past few days, I've already been fascinated by it)
"I heard someone singing his song here just now..." The arrogant man swept his eyes away, and then fixed on me in an instant: "Hey, woman. Was it you who sang the song of Qiruo just now?"

The corner of my mouth twitched and I answered him: "Yeah."

"What's so good about singing that idiot's song! I'll show you my new single, it's guaranteed to be much better than that song by Prayer." The arrogant man stepped forward a few steps in front of me, and He took off the earplugs he was wearing and put them in mine.Suddenly, there was a violent bang and a heart-shattering rhythm, which made me stunned.

The music is indeed very good... It's a pity that the person who sings inside... is full of strong enthusiasm, and there is still a big gap between that enthusiasm and the shocking power of this music.It's like an ant trying to pump up a tire, but the ant can't seem to lift the pump, let alone pump it in.Uh... this is probably the so-called gap between singers.Listening to Qiruo's music, although it is soft, can also shock people, but listening to this man's singing, it is so shocking...but you can't feel it.

"How about it, my music is not bad." The arrogant man saw that I was stunned, thinking that I was fascinated by his music, and immediately hooked the corners of his mouth and raised a smile.

I slowly raised my head and looked at him: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

(End of this chapter)