"Lang Lang, your basic skills are solid, and now what I want to teach you is some skills that you can use when singing. The main ones are breath and resonance, true and falsetto, vibrato and frustration, mixing and finally naturalness. Teacher Liu looked at Chen Lang and said. Chen Lang naturally listens attentively, which has a huge effect on the improvement of his singing skills.

Breath is the support of singing songs, but also the support of change. The strength and weakness lie in the sound, and the change in the virtual and the real lies in the qi.

If the performance of the sound is divided into two ends, one end is the bright and full timbre of full resonance, the other end is the volume of breath flow, and the transition zone between these two ends can have a kaleidoscopic timbre performance, or clear or blurred, bright or dark, rigid or soft, thick or thin, this is actually the change caused by the control of the breath.

Chen Lang is a singer with a long breath because of his martial arts practice, and he has an innate advantage in this regard.

"Whoever controls the breath controls the singing. You've practiced the basics of Qi before, but now it's all about figuring out how to bring out the ever-changing timbre at both ends of your voice, so that your singing voice can be full of variety and adapt to many types of songs. Teacher Liu explained with a serious face, and Chen Lang was also listening carefully, although he may not fully understand, but remember it first.

In the following time, Chen Lang practiced at Mr. Liu's house, and if he sang wrong, Mr. Liu would analyze and explain in detail, and sing with his own voice, showing a variety of changes and skills, while Chen Lang tried his best to explore and imitate, hoping to find that feeling.

Although the progress is slow, Mr. Liu is not in a hurry at all, after all, Chen Lang is lacking in perception, in fact, most singers are like this, especially the current singers are not as handsome as in the previous life to release records, the current singer's singing skills are still very good, and how to get such kung fu, if it is not talented, it can only be hard work and continuous practice.

Chen Lang could also feel the slow progress of his own progress, but seeing that Mr. Liu was not impatient and still demonstrated wholeheartedly, he let go of the frustration in his heart and continued to devote himself to practice.

Keep repeating, practice makes perfect, until you practice the body's instinctive reaction and do whatever you want, so that you can have no flaws when performing live, no need to fake singing, no need to be ridiculed for not being able to do it live.

During the New Year holiday, in addition to practicing martial arts, writing novels and playing the guitar, Chen Lang put more energy into the practice of singing.

Teacher Liu was worried that Chen Lang's practice would damage his throat, so he seriously asked Chen Lang not to practice such a terrifying time, it was best to rest for a day or two, and it was best to buy some well-known singers' discs and audio tapes to listen to them, and then use his long breath to imitate and figure out softly, so that he could feel the changes more clearly and master this technique earlier.

During the Chinese New Year, grandparents came over together to celebrate the New Year together, Chen Lang and Chen Yun kowtowed to their grandparents, took a big red envelope, and the family had a New Year's dinner together, watched TV to keep the New Year, and the grandparents rarely did not leave, and spent one night at home, of course, the second elder left again the next day.

During the subsequent vacation, Chen Lang went to his grandparents' house with his family several times, but every time he went, the surrounding neighbors would come to watch and see the so-called little talent, and then praised him, "This kid is really beautiful, more beautiful than many big stars." ”

"What are you talking about, Lang Lang is a big star."

"Yes, Lang Lang is beautiful, so talented, and the novels he writes are also good-looking, and my kid chases and watches "Ethereal Journey" all day long."

The uncles, aunts, grandparents and grandparents in the tea restaurant looked at Chen Lang very kindly and said, which made Chen Lang a little shy, while Chen's father, Chen's mother and grandparents were happy, especially when grandpa waved his hand, he announced, "I invite everyone to dinner today, and if I leave, I won't give me face." ”

Naturally, there was another round of applause, and the old man sat in his seat domineeringly, with a smile on his face. Chen Lang thought to himself, these neighbors still want to walk around more by themselves when they are leaving, I wonder if it is just for the old man to wave his hand when he is happy.

In the next time, Chen Lang still insisted on running upstairs every day, and continued to practice hard, fortunately, Chen Lang's breath was long, he had a great advantage, and slowly found out the skills, and then under the guidance of Mr. Liu, he continued to consolidate, and at the same time kept trying, experiencing the feeling and skills of the breath becoming blurred, clear, hoarse, and bright, Mr. Liu was also very pleased, and hard work is also a talent, perhaps the most stupid, but at the same time, it is also the most effective talent.

Because Chen Lang initially mastered this skill, he also let himself relax, so he asked Tang Xiaomei to come out to play together. When they first met, Tang Xiaomei was unhappy, blaming Chen Lang for not asking himself out to play for so many days on vacation.

Chen Lang had no choice but to hug Tang Xiaomei to apologize, explaining that he had been practicing singing during this time, and he had just made progress and came out on a date. But Tang Xiaomei was still unhappy, and heard Chen Lang's explanation, "Is your singing important or am I important?" ”

"Of course you are important, although I like to sing very much, but in my heart you are the first, if there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the two, I will definitely give up singing and choose you, I swear." Chen Lang said with an oath, and raised his three paws at the same time.

Tang Xiaomei looked at Chen Lang's solemn expression, and her heart softened, "Okay, I'll believe you this time, but I won't take it as an example." ”

Chen Lang saw that Tang Xiaomei had finally sunny, so he immediately set off with Tang Xiaomei in his arms, accompanied her to eat her favorite pigeon, and also went to Ocean Park to play for an afternoon.

Ocean Park Hong Kong is one of the largest ocean parks in the world and is located on Ocean Park Road, Aberdeen, southern Hong Kong. It was completed in January 1977. It is surrounded by the sea on three sides, with Deep Water Bay in the east, East Boliao Strait in the south, and Dashu Bay in the west. Covering an area of 870,000 square meters, it is the largest marine park in Asia.

The buildings in the park are distributed on Nanlang Mountain and Wong Chuk Hang Valley. There is an overhead cable car between the two parks, and visitors only need to take a 1.4-kilometer cable car to travel between the two parks, forming a complete park scenic area. From the cable car, you can also enjoy the sea view of Deep Water Bay and Repulse Bay. It includes Animals of Asia, Fantasy Water, Whiskers, Rainforest, Ocean, Rapids and Dynamics.

Among them, "Mine Flying Train" and "Speed Tour" make people feel crazy and exciting. The "Rush Ride" will take you 60 meters into the air (equivalent to the height of a 20-story building), stop for a while, and then slide to the ground at a rapid speed for 40 seconds.

Chen Lang also came to Ocean Park for the first time, and Tang Xiaomei was very happy, the two played freely like children, but when playing "Rapid Journey", Chen Lang felt that he seemed to be a little afraid of heights, and when he came down, his legs were weak.

Tang Xiaomei on the side felt very excited and happy, but when she saw Chen Lang's pale face, she couldn't seem to stand still, so she hurriedly came over to support him, "You don't have a fear of heights, right?" So you still play this? ”

Chen Lang was still dizzy from now on, and his pale face pulled out a wry smile and said, "Didn't you say it was very exciting, I also wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to be so exciting, I won't play this again next time." With that, he ran to a dumpster and retched.

Tang Xiaomei followed speechlessly, "I don't even know if I'm afraid of heights, how to take care of myself in the future." ”

"That's why I can't live without you, if it weren't for you, I would have died ugly." Chen Lang said with an ugly smile.

"It's all like this, and I'm still in the mood to laugh, be honest." Tang Xiaomei sat on the wooden chair with Chen Lang in her arms, pinched Chen Lang's middle, and then massaged Chen Lang's head.

After a long time, Chen Lang eased up, and then sat on the chair with Tang Xiaomei and whispered, biting her ears, and told Tang Xiaomei a few yellow jokes from her previous life, so ashamed that Tang Xiaomei beat Chen Lang, and then buried her head in Chen Lang's arms and couldn't come out, finally letting Chen Lang regain some confidence.

The two played until late before going home, and by the time Chen Lang got home, it was already late. Facing the inquiring eyes of the family, Chen Lang pretended not to see it, what should he do, and went back to the house to write a novel after eating.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for school to start, Chen Lang was busy greeting everyone as soon as he arrived at the school, fortunately, although everyone was enthusiastic, it was not to the level of fanaticism, so Chen Lang arrived at the classroom smoothly. As soon as Chen Lang sat in his seat, he saw Chen Jian reading "Oriental Daily", so he also leaned over to read it.

"You wrote the novel, what else do you read, review it?" Chen Jian asked curiously.

"No, I wanted to see if there was any news about this year's Asian Amateur Singing Competition." Chen Lang continued to look in the newspaper without raising his head.

"Asian Amateur Singing Competition? Why do you ask this? Are you going to participate in this singing competition? Chen Jian asked in surprise.

"yes, I want to participate in a singing competition to see how good my singing skills are." Chen Lang replied without raising his head.

"Are you not going to write novels in the future, but are you going to enter the music scene?" When Chen Jian heard that Chen Lang really planned to sing, he was anxious all of a sudden, and even his tone changed, looking very eager.

"Of course not, I will always write novels, and I will not close my pen until I have exhausted my Jiang Lang."

"That's good, this is a big deal for all the novel fans in Hong Kong who like you, and I know about the Hong Kong amateur singer competition, but I haven't started to register yet, so it should be in April. If you participate in the competition, we will organize the school students to cheer you on. Chen Jian said with a sigh of relief.