Chapter 6: Wang Xingren's Strategy (9)

When she doesn't exist?

After the one hundred and first glance at her friend's look of envy, jealousy and hatred, Du Sisi had no hope for the truth of her words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That...... Qin Xue, do you want to learn together?" she finally couldn't help but invite weakly. I always feel that if I don't say anything, my back will be burned through by the fiery gaze.

"No need, I can't sing, you just study hard, don't look around!" Qin Xue gritted her teeth and tried to pretend to be very happy.

Du Sisi was in tears, how could she still be put into it if she was stared at like that!

Yin Chengya obviously realized this, but the "idle people and others" had no intention of leaving. Although it is a very lucky thing for an artist to be liked so much, it is not good to delay the effect of his teaching, after all, he is paid by others, and he has to pay the same amount of labor.

"The breathing exercise stops for a moment, you just sing a song, I want to see how your basic skills are. ”

"Okay. Du Sisi's fear of life seemed to have failed in him, and after a little thought, she sang her favorite song "Flying".

As soon as she heard that she was singing her own song, Yin Chengya's fair face flushed with a hint of redness, and she seemed a little embarrassed. But as the song continued, he gradually discovered something that made his heart tremble.

This voice, this turning method......

It can't be what he thinks, is it? Or is it just a coincidence?

"Teacher, how am I singing?" Du Sisi waited expectantly for his evaluation.

Yin Chengya looked at Qin Xue, who was sitting in the corner, drowsy, and nodded with a wry smile: "Very good, much better than I imagined." Your voice is beautiful. ”

Is the voice of the soul singer so bad? No wonder they let themselves sign a non-disclosure agreement, no wonder no one outside can guess who the singer of the gods is, it turns out that it is just a sixteen-year-old girl.

Let yourself be a third-rate singer to teach the soul singer who is popular with half the sky...... Yin Chengya didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

Qin Xue, who pretended to be asleep, saw all his expressions in his eyes, and could guess what he was thinking. If he joins the company now, I believe he will soon become popular under her training. But she knew that it was not appropriate now, not only because of the 1 million liquidated damages, but also because the scale of the company was too small, and the lack of ability restricted him from going too far in the future.

She hopes to push him into the international music scene, and if he wants, the film and television side can also try. Now the timing is not right, so she can only endure it and wait until the time is ripe to let him soar.

Thinking about it, those monotonous vocal exercises were like hypnotic spells, making Qin Xue, who was pretending to be asleep, really fall asleep. In the space where he was, there seemed to be a reassuring aura wafting through the air.

After some time, Dusse shook her awake.

"Qin Xue, it's time to go back!" Seeing her open her sleepy eyes, she covered her mouth and snickered: "You can really sleep, in such a noisy place, you can sleep so soundly in a chair." ”

Qin Xue wanted to stand up and stretch, but felt a thin coat slip off her back.

Seeing that the coat was picked up, Du Sisi said excitedly: "Teacher Yin is really good, I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I took off my coat and put it on for you." The person who is his girlfriend must be very happy, and there are very few boys who are so considerate now!"

"Sounds like you know a lot of guys. How are you learning?" Qin Xue took her coat and gossiped with her casually, as for whether her heart was as calm as her face, only she knew.

"Teacher Yin is very powerful, I think I'm much better!" Du Sisi's eyes flashed with little stars.

Qin Xue flicked her head and said with a smile, "It's only been a day to feel powerful?"

Du Sisi was about to speak, but she dragged her out: "Okay, it's not too early, let's go home." ”

On the way out of the company, no one noticed that Qin Xue was holding her thin coat on her chest like a treasure, and her lips were still smiling with happiness that seemed to drip honey.