A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

"Why should I treat you with a face?" Xia Wei was very cute and turned his head.

Nangong Qingya sighed in her chest and almost did not spit out a blood. This woman, actually asked such awkward question? ! If it is not because of her, how can her face become like this? ! But even if she is angry again, she is now asking for help, and she has to whisper: "Take a good face, that six billion is yours."

"It’s amazing," Xia Xiao chuckled and said quietly. "Miss Nangong, are you doing something wrong? That six billion, it is the money you owe me, you want to use my Money and me talk about conditions?"

This woman!

Nangong Qingya can't wait to break the corpse of Xia Yu, endure it and endure it, even the voice has some tone: "What do you say?"

"Six billion, plus interest, I should have given it to me." Xia Xiaoyu was in a good mood and felt that it was a good business to knock the bamboo. "In addition, Miss Nangong felt that her face should be worth?"

Nangong Qingya’s heart is filled with anger and anger. It turned out that this is her purpose!

Sit down!

"Ye Xingwei, sixty billion is not enough, do you have to be hollowed out at the Nangong family?" Nangong Qingya said with a trembling.

"I am not interested in the hollow South Palace home." Xia Wei said lightly.

Nangong Qingya was secretly relieved, and he listened to Xia Wei’s gasp –

"Just, someone has provoked me, I am very interested in the people who torture me."

"You!" Nangong Qingya stunned.

Xia Xi smiled lightly: "Miss Nangong, when I was in the lingerie shop, you didn't have anything to do with it. It was only 30 billion at that time. Later, Li Lei invited you to the hall. Sixty billion. But you are not willing to pay even such a little money, this is good, you have to pay more for the face."

What is this money? !

Nangong is so mad and mad, about six billion, is she six hundred? ! So much money? ! She actually took such a bit of money to show people! Deaf!

Nangong Qingya cursed in her heart, biting her lip, not snoring.

Wei Weiyin screamed in the next door - "Ye Xing, where have you been? You died for me! Your song has not been recorded yet!"

Xia Wei had a headache and licked his forehead. He jumped lightly from the sitting desk and went out. "You think slowly, I will record a note."

"Slow." His face was dragged, and Nangong Qingya took a deep breath and broke the boat. "I will give you another 10 billion."

"Hey." Xia Wei was a little surprised. She didn't think that Nangong's family was so rich. Is this casually and extorting 10 billion?

“10 billion?” she asked doubtfully, trying to confirm whether she had misunderstood.

"Two billion!" Nangong Qingya's heart is bleeding. "No more! No money to kill!"

Xia Wei: "..." She swears that she just asks casually, absolutely no meaning. It is Nangong Qingya who is willing to add to 20 billion, she is very innocent, ah.

"The deal," she said briskly.

Over there, the defending voice is screaming again.

The little assistant cried and smothered his face and knocked at the door: "Small sister, you can take a look at the studio. The guardian is worried, who is going to catch someone." All the staff like Xia Wei because there is Xia Wei at the time. Wei Weiyin basically only marries her, and others are safe. And once she disappears, other staff members are unlucky.

Xia Wei was quite speechless and followed the little assistant.

"Hey--" Nangong Qingya shouted anxiously behind him.

Unfortunately, Xia Wei did not hear.

The dust-free studio door.

Wei Weiyin wore a sleek white shirt, platinum glasses, and Patek Philippe’s hand would poke on Xia Wei’s face: “You still know that you are coming back! Roll into the shed to record! Professional ethics?!”

Xia Wei: "..."

Wei Weiyin: "What is your look? Don't you accept it?! Believe it or not, I am blocking you?!"

Xia Wei silently asked: "...A Wei, how much is your worth?"

Wei Weiyin said: "Ah?"

"... In the future, don't just yell at me, but my sister is sitting on six hundred... Oh no, eight hundred, no, ninety billion women." She managed to add gambling debts and mental damage to the palace. The interest on the pocket money given by my brother and brother is clear. The wealth is very rough. Even the one million yuan of interest owed by the Nangong family and the five million pocket money that Li Lei gave each month are not included.

This time, the voice of the defender is speechless. Is this gimmick, dreaming?

As soon as he was in the air, Xia Wei had entered the studio.

Into the shed, she was like a person, and soon put into the state of music, the songs that were recorded were so eager to be like a scorpio, and the end of the song was over.

The defending sound outside the shed, indulging for a moment: "Go again."

"What's wrong?" Xia Yan came out and asked.

"Oh, have you found out that your recent voice is a little different?" Wei Wei sounded a little bit, and thought about it. "The range is higher than before. Sometimes, I can't tell you that you are Singing voices or whistling sounds." The whistle, which is the dolphin sound, is a kind of talented range, not acquired the day after tomorrow.

"How can I..." Xia Yu wanted to say how he could sing a whistle. Suddenly, he stopped.

When I think about it, my pronunciation is quite similar to that of my last singer.

"Even unconscious movements are like whistling sounds." Wei Yuyin said that raising his hand is slightly more than pressing the back of his ear. "The sound of the whistle is different from the normal sound. In order to locate the pitch." The singer who sings the whistle will subconsciously have this action - for example, the summer after the summer, by the touch of the fingertips. Just when you record to the treble part, your hand is lifted."

Xia Wei stayed, no, her dolphins are back? !

This unscientific!

She walked into the shed in a sleepwalking manner. This time, she carefully felt her high voice. Sure enough, compared to the ordinary pharyngeal sounds, her current range is more convenient and brighter, and she will not feel lifted when she sings to the place where she is forgotten. After gently pressing the hand on the ear, I feel very entertained.

It’s worse than the dolphins of my last life.

But it is definitely not the scope of the pharyngeal sound.

"How could this be?" She whispered as soon as the song ended.

Wei Weiyin pushed open the glass door and looked unbelievable: "You are a secondary development? There has never been such a miracle in the history of music! This is even more incredible than a person's talented dolphin sound!"

"I am a little dizzy..." Xia Wei said, pushing the defending voice and sitting on the small sofa.

In retrospect, when did the sound start wrong?

"At your first show concert, the performance of the high-pitched department made many people amazing. At that time, I thought that you practiced the sputum sound very hard and achieved excellent results..." Wei Weiyin said.