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Han Shuang ignored Ling Meinan's urging and walked into the singing practice room unhurriedly.

Ling Meinan rolled her eyes at him and then closed the door.

Han Shuang first explained to Ling Meinan the creative background of [Decent], as well as the emotions when singing, how to express this emotion through the voice, what kind of attitude he wants to convey to others, etc.

After talking a lot, I found that Ling Meinan became more and more confused the more she listened.

Han Shuang was a little helpless, so he simply played the song for her to sing and gave her direct guidance on her voice.

How far she can sing depends on her own understanding.

Put the musical score under your electronic eye and click to scan. After a while, soothing music sounded in the room.

Ling Meinan is a senior this year and will graduate in one year.

Although she is a bit paranoid about dressing, her vocal skills are still very strong.

Looking at the musical score, listening to the rhythm of the accompaniment, I slowly sang the first line:

Don't pile it on, miss it and make the plot bloody...

"stop!"

Unexpectedly, the first sentence deviated from the original flavor, but Han Shuang was not surprised either.

The first line of a song is often the most difficult to sing.

Pressing the pause button, Han Shuang said: "You can't follow the previous singing method. Your pronunciation should be natural. Don't deliberately modify any skills. Just pronounce it purely."

Ling Meinan was a little embarrassed.

Her voice is somewhat neutral, which means it lacks the crisp texture of a girl and is a bit thick.

Ever since she was laughed at once, she has been singing around this shortcoming, and it has almost become a habit.

Han Shuang encouraged: "Believe me, it will definitely sound better if you sing it with the original voice."

In the original song, Yu Wenwen's voice is thicker, and it is this slightly aged tone that adds a lot to the whole song.

Although it is a sad breakup song, it gives people a free and open-minded feeling.

Whether Ling Meinan can be liked by more people depends on how far Ling Meinan can develop that feeling.

Ling Meinan hesitated: "Okay, I'll try."

Don't pile it up, miss it and make the plot bloody~

Why ruin a classic after loving it for many years?

They are all adults and will not default or owe money.

I am willing to waste time

Like an actor taking his final call...

Han Shuang pressed pause again: "When the actor sang, the pitch was too high, and the connection was not natural enough. This is the first section, and the ending must be gentle."

Ling Meinan was a little helpless. She felt that she was already singing very well, but she didn't expect that Han Shuang could still make a stab at it.

But, he seems to have some truth in what he said.

Then sing,

Watching the lights go out

It's too late to make another splash

Just keep the dignity of saying goodbye

I love you without regrets

Also respect the ending of the story...

Han Shuang pressed pause again.

Ling Meinan was a little puzzled: "The chorus is about to start. I raised it by one note. Isn't that okay? That's how it was marked on your music score."

Han Shuang smiled and said: "I paused just to tell you that I sang very well, just follow this tune."

Ling Meinan: "..."

This man is sick!

Being interrupted for no reason, Ling Meinan rolled her eyes.

Then sing,

Breaking up should be decent

Don't say sorry to anyone

Why owe anything?

If I dare to give, I dare to break my heart...

When singing the chorus, Han Shuang pressed pause twice and seriously put forward his suggestions.

Ling Meinan was also very cooperative and opened her mouth whatever Han Shuang asked her to do.

Looking at her small cherry mouth with bright lip gloss, Han Shuang suddenly thought of the dedicated singer Sun Xiaoxiao.

Suddenly I had a comparative idea.

"Um, do you mind if I put my fingers in your mouth?"

After looking around, there was no baton similar to chopsticks, so Han Shuang felt that he had to do it himself.

Fortunately, his hands are very clean and he washes them at least twice a day.

"What??"

Ling Meinan looked puzzled and put her finger...in my mouth?

What the hell!

Is it okay to put anything in my mouth?

Looking at Ling Meinan's increasingly gloomy face, Han Shuang explained: "I want to verify whether you work hard or not?"

Ling Meinan was startled again, what kind of testing method is this?

How did I not hear it being said?

Seeing Han Shuang's serious expression, and thinking of his profound knowledge of music, Ling Meinan vaguely believed his words.

"Okay, just use one finger!"

After speaking, he took the initiative to open his mouth.

Han Shuang said angrily: "I want to put the whole fist in, your mouth is not that big!"

Ling Meinan suddenly blushed and said angrily: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you still holding your fingers? I don't know where you learned such a strange test method..."

Han Shuang ignored her, this woman was out of her mind!

I'm just testing whether you work hard in private, as if I'm going to invade you!

"Open your mouth!"

Then, he gently inserted his index finger...

As soon as he touched Ling Meinan's soft palate, the latter immediately retched.

If Han Shuang hadn't pulled it out quickly, he would have bitten it in one bite!

Even so, Han Shuang's hands were stained with saliva from his tongue.

It's sticky and a little disgusting.

Han Shuang wiped his hands with his clothes and joked: "You must not have worked hard in private! I touched Sun Xiaoxiao's mouth with a metal rod for a long time, but she didn't react at all.

Look at you, you just touched it and your reaction was so big."

Ling Meinan's eyes widened and her face was full of disbelief: "What did you say? Is this how you test whether you have worked hard?"

Han Shuang was also a little embarrassed, because this method was just his imagination and had no scientific basis.

Ling Meinan looked at Han Shuang with extremely speechless, extremely depressed, and extremely confused eyes.

This guy is definitely sick!

The hopeless kind!

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and asked teasingly: "Have you never been in love?"

Han Shuang's face darkened: "Why are you asking this? I've never talked about it, and I won't talk to you! Don't you know how to do more homework? Sun Xiaoxiao is much better than you, so I can talk to her.

Think about it..."

"Hahaha!"

Ling Meinan suddenly laughed so hard that she couldn't close her legs and her legs were shaking.

Han Shuang said speechlessly: "Okay, okay, stop laughing! Let's practice singing quickly, I don't have much time."

The system just reminded him that he still has ten minutes to withdraw his god-level composition skills. If he continues to use them, he will have to spend 500 success points to redeem them.

Han Shuang was naturally unwilling to spend money on this crazy bitch.

"Han Shuang, you are so interesting!"

"Are you still practicing? If not, I'm leaving."

"Practice, practice, practice...it's so pleasant to be with you! Oh my, I haven't laughed like this in many days."

"Okay, stop inking! When you sing this time, pay attention to your expressions and movements. Sometimes appropriate body language will also add a lot of points to the song..."

...

Ling Meinan's condition is getting better and better!

By the time I sang it for the third time, I had already mastered more than 80% of the essence of the song.

It can be seen that she also enjoys this completely unrestrained singing style.

"This song is tailor-made for me! Thank you so much, Han Shuang!"

In her excitement, Ling Meinan actually slapped Han Shuang on the forehead.

Han Shuang quickly wiped his forehead and said with a hint of disgust: "What are you doing! Sing your songs well and don't always touch me."

Han Shuang's fear and disgust greatly aroused Ling Meinan's desire to tease. She looked at him with a half-smile: "Why are you afraid of me? Am I a goblin? How about I eat you?"

With that said, he pushed towards Han Shuang step by step.

Han Shuang took two steps back, "Are you still practicing? If not, I have to go back to sleep..."

Ling Meinan said nothing, picked up Han Shuang's head and pecked it hard.

"Fuck! Ling Meinan, you are sick... Wuwuwu... right? This is a singing studio... Wuwuwu, the sound insulation effect is very good...

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