Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 16 Modification of music score

Xia Ling was a little disapproving. After suffering so much, he just used a bouquet of flowers to get over it? But then I thought about it, she didn't have to pay for the medical expenses, and not only took the initiative to treat her, but also provided her with free food and accommodation in the VIP room of this huge villa, which was considered the most benevolent thing.

 The place where she lives now is a VIP room in the true sense. Different from the guest rooms halfway up the mountain that were probably for the accompanying servants when filming the music video before, everything here is elegant. The thick and soft carpet can sink into your ankles when you step on it; the small bar at the corner is stocked with a variety of famous wines; the scene-like ceiling and walls can change various light and shadow effects, combined with the extremely natural fragrance and sound effects - starry sky, ocean ,desert…

 It can be seen that the owner here is a person who knows how to enjoy life.

Even with her, she lived a comfortable life for a few days. It is undeniable that moderate enjoyment can make people happy both physically and mentally. But it only took a few days for Xia Ling to become restless. Doing nothing was not her habit. When people live in this world, they always have to do something.

 I remembered that since my rebirth, I have spent most of my time practicing dancing. Now that my dancing postures have become in tune with my body, I can’t let my singing voice fall behind. After all, although she has dabbled in many fields, she is fundamentally a singer first.

Her voice in this life is completely different from her voice in the previous life. This is a talent given by God and cannot be changed by human beings. In her previous life, she had a beautiful voice and a wide vocal range. It was effortless to sing high notes or low notes. Melodies that were very difficult for other singers became easy for her.

Xia Ling thought sadly, maybe this was the reason why Pei Ziheng selected her from the orphanage in the first place. Not only did she have an outstanding appearance, but she also had a uniquely good voice. Perhaps, what Pei Ziheng wanted from the beginning was just a perfect artist, and she just happened to meet his conditions.

In this life, she looks much more ordinary. Not only does her appearance lose her stunning appearance and can only be considered delicate, her vocal range is also much narrower. The melody that she could sing easily in her previous life will take a lot more effort in this life.

However, congenital deficiencies are not impossible to make up for through the day after tomorrow. It is nothing more than putting in more effort and effort than others. After all, music is the sound flowing from the bottom of the heart, existing deep in everyone's soul, just like the stones lying quietly in the stream. Although the postures are different, as long as you use enough patience to carve and polish, each piece can be Exudes a unique brilliance.

 What she has to do is to find a way to express her voice that is suitable for this life.

In the days that followed, she tried to sing songs from her previous life. As expected, there were many twists and turns and she couldn't do it. She recorded these places one by one, sorted them into categories, and sorted out which problems could be overcome after practice and which ones were problems. Differences in talent are inevitable, and which ones are not suitable for today's timbres need to be improved...

 Then deal with different situations.

Her purpose is not to cover these songs, but to familiarize and perfect her voice in this life through such modifications. As the problems continued to be solved, these songs were changed beyond recognition by her, and they were gradually reorganized, showing a different style.

 Familiar yet unfamiliar, it surprised and fascinated her.

On this day, Xia Ling leaned on the handrail of the terrace and sang a song she loved in her previous life—

Amber sandalwood dyed red sleeves and a long piano in hand

 Sing you a song of prosperity and prosperity

Horse hoofs trample peach blossoms to pieces

The **** battle between white bones and yellow sand

Jianmenguan

Yongding River

Whose world?

The ancient charm is far away, and the sadness and beauty are accompanied by a murderous intention. It is a gorgeous show off skills. She liked it in her previous life, mostly because few people could sing it completely. It was undeniable that for a while she liked to see the gnashing of teeth on the faces of the artists who hated her.

At that time, they always said that she was just born with a good voice.

Now that her good voice was gone, Xia Ling tried many different singing methods and adjusted the melody. Little by little, she got this unruly song in her hands until it became smooth. She sang it all over again and was satisfied.

 Suddenly, applause broke out from nowhere. Xia Ling was caught off guard and was startled. A stack of manuscript paper on her hand floated down and scattered among the grass and trees downstairs.

She lowered her head and saw two men standing under a phoenix tree. They were Li Lei and Wei Shaoyin, looking up at her.

“Hi, little beauty.” Li Lei put one hand in his trouser pocket and waved to her frivolously with the other hand.

 He looks healthy today and does not look injured at all. I think the wound should be much better. She was wearing a silk satin shirt with a delicate texture, as elegant as moonlight, with a dark pattern embroidered on the lapel. It was slightly open at this time, revealing the **** and well-proportioned wheat-colored chest muscles underneath. It was obviously a difficult style to control, but when he wore it casually, it didn't feel inconsistent at all. On the contrary, it was simply heart-pounding.

Xia Ling couldn't help but think that if such a person became an artist, he would become famous based on his appearance alone.

The thoughts in my mind went around a few times, but on the surface, I just looked at him calmly: "My name is Ye Xingling."

"Okay, Ye Xingling." He changed the title in a polite manner, "What song did you sing just now? It's really nice."

 "Xia Ling's "Dyeing the Fragrance of the Piano"," she said. This song is extremely famous. It won three authoritative awards when it was first released. It was very popular for a while and is now regarded as a classic - but he didn't realize it.

"How can you open an entertainment company if you don't even know this song?" Wei Shaoyin's slightly sarcastic voice came from the side of the ear. Like Li Lei, he also wears a white shirt, but the difference is that he wears a completely plain white shirt, extremely simple, and he buttons it all the way to the last button, rigorously, perfectly, and impeccably.

Xia Ling was a little surprised. Tianyi employees could actually talk to their boss like this? In the past at Emperor, Pei Ziheng was the absolute boss, domineering and inviolable, so much so that no employee had ever dared to adopt such a tone.

She couldn't help but glance at Li Lei.

Li Lei didn't seem to take this small offense to heart, and smiled good-naturedly: "That's why we need an elite like you to be in charge, Ah Wei." Then he tilted his head and thought, "But after being treated like this by you, Said, I really think I heard it somewhere... Wait, the tune I heard before is different from this time, you can't blame me for not recognizing it. "

Wei Shaoyin raised her eyebrows slightly: "After all, you still know." He bent down to pick up the music scores she had scattered on the ground, and flipped through them, with a hint of surprise on his face: "You changed all these? Ye Xingling ”

"yes."

“They are all Xia Ling’s songs. I didn’t expect you to know her so well.” Wei Shaoyin’s eyes were more thoughtful.

 “I’m Xia Ling’s fan.” Xia Ling said lightly. The identity Lu Tao forced her to give her last time was really useful.

Wei Shaoyin smiled: "Xia Ling's song is not suitable for your voice quality, but after you changed it like this, it has a different charm."

 “Excellent.” She said politely.

Wei Shaoyin didn't care about the coldness in her tone, and raised the music score in her hand: "Lend me to go back and take a look?"

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 (End of this chapter)