"The wall shadow is in a trance and I lift the pen, but it is clear, Xuanbai is dipped in ink for a few lines of the book~"

Qiao Anran's voice was a little sweeter, and as soon as he started singing, Ling Xia frowned unconsciously.

It's not that her pitch is not good and her emotions are not abundant, but it's simple, her voice is not suitable for this kind of ancient style song at all.

"Xueji drinks spring and autumn with you with a pot of wine, looking forward to looking back on the three lives and mentors~"

When it came to the climax, Qiao Anran should have increased the tune, but she didn't, but dropped one, and then rose violently.

It's a trick.

It's just that this skill is more than emotion......

Ling Xiaping listened calmly, and there was no longer too much emotion on her beautiful face.

The others listened calmly and did not express any emotion.

"Qingshi is not sorrowful, not lonely, who speaks to Sang Ma is only a close friend~" Qiao Anran finished and smiled at the people present.

The staff clapped their hands.

Qiao Anran's soft gaze fell on Ling Xia's body: "I'm done singing, it's your turn now." ”

She did her homework, although singing is not what she is best at, but there are many occasions that need to be used, so she deliberately worked hard to learn for half a year, and she can compete with professional singers on the same stage.

Ling Xia, hehe, you can only lose!

Ling Xia walked over: "I also choose "Snow on Paper". ”

Qiao Anran frowned, and a trace of puzzlement flashed on his palm-sized face: "Ling Xia, what are you going to do here?" ”

There are so many songs to choose from, but you chose the same one as her?

"I know you don't like me, but you don't have to target me, it's so obvious." Qiao Anran blinked, to show his innocence.

"I am free to choose the song, and when I choose the same song, I can only say that we have a tacit understanding and think this song is very good."

Qiao Anran: I believe you are a ghost, you are a bad old man.

But, if you want to crush me, it can't be!

Qiao Anran nodded a little helplessly: "Okay then." ”

Ling Xia stood over, closed his eyes, opened them after a moment, and spoke.

"The shadow of the wall is shaking the candle, but I am clear when I lift the pen, and the Xuanbai ascending book is dipped in ink for a few lines~" Ling Xia Qingli's voice spread along with the lyrics.

There is no excessive skill, and there is basically no expression, but in an instant, the audience is transported to the scene of snowflakes outside the house.

Qiao Anran, who was still proud just now, heard this, and his face changed instantly.

Ling Xia sings so well?

If it weren't for her enemies, she would have rushed up to ask for an autograph.

Ji Wei was on the outermost periphery, with his head down, exuding an aura of being close to the living, very quiet.

He was listening to Ling Xia singing carefully.

He went straight to him ten years ago, she has a good pitch and talent, but no matter what it is, she doesn't like to learn well.

I studied all day long, and how to fight is the most refreshing.

After three days of fighting with people, no matter how many people there are on the other side and what their skills are, she can win.

So much so that the teacher always talked to her, corporal punishment, and asked the parents.

Either way, she didn't repent.

And now, this violent temper seems to have not been restrained at all.

Thinking about it, the corners of Ji Wei's crimson lips hooked, and the fierceness of his whole body became softer.

Qi Chenguang listened, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

This Ling Xia ...... He thought she was only violent, but he didn't expect that singing would be so good.

"The thousand-year-old picture scroll is not lonely or silent, and the riverbank fishing is free and easy~" In the climax part, Ling Xia used a resonance cavity.

As soon as this resonance cavity came out, the audience's emotions were brought up.

In a song that lasted less than four minutes, Ling Xia sang with devotion and sang comfortably.

Compared with the faster rhythm of the songs, she prefers the softer and more archaic ones.

A song is like a story, and to taste the story is to taste that period of life.