Leng Zimo is the golden ear in the industry, and what he likes should not be wrong.

However, because this thing was written by himself, and it was a work of many years, Luo Xiaoqian naturally did not have the confidence he had.

"I'm not confident in myself."

"Then you doubt my vision?"

The song was chosen by him, and the people he liked, and she had no confidence in herself, which meant that she doubted his vision.

Luo Xiaoqian's little temper also came up, "You obviously know, I didn't mean that!" ”

"Then don't talk nonsense!" Leng Zimo sat upright in front of the piano, "I'll play it first, you pay attention to the parts I modified!" ”

didn't give Luo Xiaoqian a chance to refute, his hand had already landed on the keys, and the familiar melody came out from his guidance.

Luo Xiaoqian stepped forward, leaned on the piano, looked at the music in her hand, and listened.

In fact, she personally likes this song.

Back then, because I was obsessed with martial arts novels, I wrote this song that was more ancient than the song.

Listening to the sound of his piano and comparing the score in his hand, Luo Xiaoqian easily found some detailed modifications, and after these modifications, the whole piece became more and more tactful, especially the chorus, which had been greatly adjusted.

At that time, she was still young after all, and although she had aura, she lacked atmosphere.

After Leng Zimo adjusted the part of the chorus, the layering of the song became clear at once, from the grace of the main and secondary parts to the atmosphere of the chorus to the bright and melodious of Zuihou, and the transition between them was also extremely harmonious.

If the song was originally just a piece of jade with a good texture but not outstanding, then, after his modification, this piece of jade seems to have been polished by the most professionals, completely releasing its original extraordinary texture and brilliance.

Luo Xiaoqian pinched the score, and the whole person was still immersed in the emotions brought by that song.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"It's amazing, I can't imagine it!"

This Leng Zimo is really worthy of being a genius, if this song is really made, it will definitely be very brilliant.

In the face of her praise, Leng Zimo behaved extremely calmly.

He'd heard too much praise for this kind of thing.

"Now, you can sing it again without lyrics!"

He played again.

Luo Xiaoqian looked at the score, replaced the lyrics with an "ah" sound, and started singing.

At first, it was very good, but when she entered the chorus, her breath seemed a little lacking, and the undulating scale could make the whole song better and more brilliant, but for the singer, the more difficult it was.

After all, Luo Xiaoqian has only practiced children's voices, and the real vocal training is those lessons in EM, and the rest is completely based on her own experience and exploration.

"Stop!" When she used falsetto again, Leng Zimo unceremoniously shouted to stop, "What do you think singing is, everyone's voice is a musical instrument, you have to use your breath to control it, qi, understand!" ”

"Come again!"

……

Luo Xiaoqian passed the first high-pitched voice, and when it came to the high-pitched voice of the chorus zuihou, she was once again out of breath.

Standing up, Leng Zimo stood directly in front of her.

"Come again!"

She sang again.

"Your qi is all here, let it sink down, to the dantian!"

His fingers were placed on her chest, and they naturally slid down and landed on her lower abdomen.

"Come again!"

Luo Xiaoqian sang again, but his fingers were still on her lower abdomen, and through the thin clothes, she could clearly feel the heat of his palm, how could she concentrate like this.