"Hey, hey?" Lin Rong walked over to the wheat and habitually tried the sound first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone in the recording room was stunned, and even Lin Zhenxing glanced back at Han Qing in disbelief.

This chick thinks she's in KTV, still feeding?

Zhang Qiming smiled bitterly, and Han Qing, who was standing next to him, was already about to breathe fire in his eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough......" Someone's throat was cleared again, as if he couldn't cough up a mouthful of old phlegm. A crowd was stunned.

Recording engineer Mizuki wiped the sweat from his forehead and pressed the call button, "That, there's water in it." Would you like to take a sip first?"

Lin Rong smiled at him, but the other party couldn't see this expression from her duck head.

Standing in the recording room, the familiar and unfamiliar feeling made her a little uncomfortable, as if Lin Yourong's distant memories were constantly entangled with her. What makes her even more entangled is, what should she sing?

Dozens of songs that suddenly appeared in my head poured out one by one in a chaotic manner!

"Let her sing quickly!" The low air pressure emitted by Han Qing was about to become substantial.

Lin Ronggang put on the headphones, and when he heard the voice of Han boss, the whole person trembled, and involuntarily moved closer to the microphone. Mizuki and Zhang Qiming are both experienced, and looking at her scrambled appearance, they know that most of them are going to be bad, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The newcomers in the company who have developed in singing art, almost all of them have entered the recording studio to audition, and there is no such panicked look.

Director Lin Zhenxing was already in the fugue, thinking that if this kid broke his tone or something later, he must give Mr. Han some face, and he couldn't laugh on the spot.

Only Han Qing walked in front of the transparent glass alone, if it weren't for the separation of this glass, as long as he raised his hand, he could touch Lin Rong's face.

Unfortunately, this is not much of a sweet theater.

The closer you get, the more you can see his eyes that are almost at the peak of their anger value!

Lin Rong used a glance to understand the boss's eyes.

If you can't sing well, you will die!

Die and die!

Lin Rong closed his eyes, ignoring everything in front of him.

It was as if a meteor was breaking through the silent night sky, and the most suitable word rolled out in her mind in an instant, which belonged to Lin Yourong.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the clear and clean voice was like a bay of clear water flowing into everyone's hearts......

"I want to ask God where are you, I want to ask myself,

I'm smart at the beginning, I'm smart at the end,

The clever ones almost ruined myself. ”

"I want to ask the heavens and the earth, or superstition to ask about fate......"

"Night Night", a classic song sung by Qi Qinyuan, has been covered by many artists.

Repeating the four night words, repeating the melancholy and melancholy of asking the world and asking oneself one night at a time.

It turned out that it was cleverness that ruined itself, probably because fate was irresistible, and he lost himself night after night in love and hate.

The lyrics are completely a portrayal of Lin Yourong in recent years!

is smart, but it is even more fatalistic, if it weren't for the setting of the novel, maybe her process and ending would be different.

"You don't have to be far-fetched to say that you love me, anyway, my soul has withered away piece by piece,

Slowly patchwork it up, slowly patchwork it together into a ...... that doesn't belong to the real me at all."

Everyone abandoned her, and her former fans, lovers, and friends left one by one.

After being abandoned by the whole world, she also lost herself completely.

The current soul is no longer the same as before.

"I don't want to indulge anymore, I don't want to drift every second of every day, every night

I don't want to ask more, talk more, ask more, my dream ......"

The last line I didn't want to sing, repeated twice, seemed to be her last struggle and reluctance.

Her ethereal and clear singing voice is also impregnated with a kind of sadness and helplessness that wants to penetrate into the bone marrow.

Lin Rong's heart at this moment was also infected by the lyrics, and when he thought of Lin Yourong's experience, he felt extremely sad and couldn't help himself. The recording studio was silent, and the moment seemed to be heard as if a silver needle had landed.

Mizuki's hand kept on the call button, originally he planned to stop it as soon as the other party's magic sound lingered. But now, his hand couldn't help but tremble.

Trembling, a tremor from the depths of the soul. Just because of this song, this song, this man's voice......

Lin Zhenxing's draft that he had just typed, how could he refuse Han Qing's recommendation because the other party, a newcomer, could not sing well, and now all of them are gone.

It was as if his brain had been hit again, and there was only one thought in the blank.

"The Masked Singer", this is the singer the masked singer has been looking for, no, no, no, probably the king of singers!

You must invite her, you must invite her, no matter what the cost!

Let this voice appear on their stage and become an instant hit!

Zhang Qiming is the chief music director of Xingyun, and his hands are clenched tightly at the moment, and his eyes are red.

The ethereal voice felt a little familiar to him, but he couldn't remember anything. The sadness brewing in this voice was simply sung word by word, but in the hearts of the listeners, it was a stormy wave!

Contagious, this is the highest level of a singer.

The basic skills of singing, the excellent transfer and ventilation skills, this is an achievement that can be achieved through hard work.

However, singing the story of a song with the soul and infecting all the listeners, crying for this song and laughing for this song, this is something that no amount of training can teach by words and deeds.

Talent, that's talent.

The innate talent of the voice, and the innate aura of the singer!

With his own understanding, he sang a song alive, and every word was touching and couldn't help it.

This person was born to be a singer!

Zhang Qiming's mood couldn't be calmed down at all, he seemed to have seen that a rising star was about to bloom under his guidance!

Han Qing, the only one who stood closest to Lin Rong, was expressionless, and his cold eyes looked at the woman who was only a slap away.

It's not the first time he's heard this voice, and he's been familiar with it for the past few years.

The woman's three albums that just debuted, and the tepid record results six years ago.

In the past few years, the development of film and television has been booming, and she sang at high-level celebrations again and again in the KTV private room.

Why didn't he find out that she could sing so well?

Han Qing frowned, her voice was still the same voice, and her skills were still the same skills, but it seemed to have become very different.

After so many blows, her voice seemed to be a phoenix that had died once and was reborn from the ashes.

In this voice, there is now more emotion, more understanding, and more fullness and abundance after experience.

With this perfect and moving song, this sad and poetic lyrics, her singing has obviously reached a new height!

Han Qing hoarsely voiced, "What is this song called?"

Zhang Qiming's expression froze, he is basically familiar with the pop music in the Chinese music scene, but he has never heard this tune!

"Xiaomu?" he asked immediately.

Mizuki also had the same surprised expression, and immediately pressed the call button and asked Lin Rong inside.

"Night night night night night. Lin Rongqingli's voice came out.

Han Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman wearing the hood in front of him.

For the first time, he felt that his decision was a mistake.

Under the cover of the hood, he couldn't see this woman's expression and eyes, which made him feel a little pity.

"Huh, who sang it?" Lin Zhenxing held up his mobile phone and couldn't help but exclaim, "Why can't I find it on the Internet?" Is it a new song that Xingyun is about to release?"

In a word, the recording room was eerily quiet again.

Mizuki immediately asked again, "Who is the original singer?"

"Qi ......" Lin Rong almost blurted out, but fortunately he came to his senses immediately, "Hey, actually...... It was ...... that I suddenly came to mind."

If you say people who don't belong to this world at all, something big will happen, right? Lin Rong thought silently.

But she didn't know that this answer was almost equivalent to dropping a bomb in a small recording studio, which made several people stunned. Is this not only a talented singer, but also an excellent creator?