Standing under this ancient sky, Hehia could not only hear the cacophony of the street corners, but even smell the saltiness and wetness of the sea breeze.

The long-haired singer's eyes are like water, the face under the veil is faint, her singing voice is different from any singer in today's era, there is no such strong emotional rendering, there is not too much obsession, standing in the crowd but as if she is alone, living in the dark bottom of the sea, only the sound of the tide is endless.

There is no sadness in the voice, it is just a narrative, and it immerses oneself in it, swaying and swaying with the waves.

This kind of beauty does not rely on people's praise and praise, nor does it care about the evaluation of the world, but only shows a certain soothing mood of personal experience, and feels the vastness and grandeur of the world.

Before you know it, the song is over, everything in front of her slowly fades, and finally Heshea wakes up from this distant dream of memory.

Still on the surface of the mist-filled lake, she lay on the surface of the water covered by a huge ice flower, her body rippling slightly with the ice flower under her, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Slowly getting up, Heshia looked at the small Xiaoice mountain in the lake, and sure enough, the beautiful ghost was still sitting there, her eyes slightly closed.

"Woke up?" The other party saw Heshia get up.

"Yes, teacher."

Hesia has a lot of respect for this ghost teacher, in fact, at the beginning, when she saw the ghost in the lake, she thought that she had met some kind of mythical creature, and the cold air emanating from the other party, as well as the beauty of the dream of death, was so incompatible with the current prosperous and impetuous world.

The other party also did as Heshia thought, never used any modern electronic products, as if he had lived from a distant time to the present.

After asking Heshia how she felt about the singer, the ghost woman on the other side nodded.

"Did you ever witness the singer play?" Heshia asked curiously.

"Yes, but if you had to ask me what era it was, I wouldn't tell you." The other party seemed to guess the girl's careful thoughts, and the ice blue eyes blinked.

The white flawless intricate dress fluttered in the air, without a sound, with a sense of illusory ethereal, and the other party turned his body and looked away with his back to the girl.

"The era I lived in was very far away from now, so far away that some memories I need to seal so that I won't forget them."

"But I'm not as you guessed, I've lived until now, and I've slept a lot during that time, so I can say that more than 95% of my life has been spent in deep sleep." She sat on the iceberg, her fingers slightly raised, and the butterflies made of ice flew and landed on her fingertips.

"Now that I'm awakening again, it's been less than 20 years, and I won't know more about modern society than I, and I won't know more about the singers and big names in the history of the Rose Federation than you."

"But fortunately, music, or history, is always repetitive and similar, and in the era I lived in, there were also many powerful characters, and I thought I could show you their experiences and elegance, so that you can gain some experience and insights from them."

"Music is actually similar to drawing and writing, and generally speaking, the highest level you can achieve is often determined by the best work you have seen."

"People can't create things other than their cognition, and when creating, they often unconsciously compare the most perfect works in their cognition to find their own shortcomings and improve them."

"As for breaking through the pinnacle of your predecessors, after you reach the pinnacle, you will slowly understand why this is the apex, and it will naturally be understood."

She patiently told Heshia about this, and then asked Heshia to sit with her, and the two of them were on the small iceberg, overlooking the ice below, and from time to time beautiful figures were printed in it.

Among them were poets playing by campfires, elven girls singing under huge trees, orcs roaring and roaring from the beating of giant drums on the battlefield, mysterious women whirling and dancing on the tavern stage, and white-clothed girls singing softly alone under the moon.

Hesia could see that the people and objects in these scenes should have not yet entered the industrial age, or even the interstellar age, so it seems that the teacher said that his life was extremely far in the past, which should be true.

After watching the past images, the ghost woman told Hesia about the difference between classical and modern music, how to choose the style of the song, and so on, and finally talked about the vocal skills and some knowledge of breath rotation.

"Because I'm a ghost.,Actually, it's not easy to teach you in the vocal area.,You can learn this with your classmates and music teachers in the school park.。 She's pretty straightforward.

"What I can teach you is more about the talent of the singer, such as how to harmonize the soul, and how to rely on this talent to perform various secret techniques, and how to in turn restrain your charm and make yourself like an ordinary person, etc."

"There are many knowledge inheritances in the ancient line of singers, such as the cangzhi singer and the scarlet singer in the third era, and the cangfei singer who happened to have met a certain generation in the past has also learned a lot of things, which can be taught to you."

"Study as soon as possible, Hesia, maybe in a few years, I'll go back to sleep." She would occasionally tease and speak briskly.

"Is the teacher going to sleep again?"

"Well, actually, because I've experienced too much, so a lot of things are no longer new and interesting, and occasionally you need to skip the pace to watch videos, so you should understand." An ice-made harp appeared in her arms, then plucked gently.

"The same thing, at different ages, will have different feelings, you don't have to deliberately understand my thoughts, you just need to follow your own feelings."

"Youth, ignorance, and timidity are all necessary to go through a certain stage of life, and the singing voice and emotions that can be sung at that time will not be able to sing again when they are mature and skilled in the future, so they don't have to be anxious all the time, and everything that is under them is revealed, which is the real moving singing."

"Singing the youthful emotion and naivety when immature, there is lovely innocence and moving, singing the bitterness and imitation in the heart when confused, which also makes people cry, and singing the hardship of the process and the joy after success when crossing the suffering, it also makes people feel excited and sleepless all night."

"If you always chase the so-called 'good' and 'excellent', you will gradually lose your original appearance, because those 'good' are actually the emotions that the creator bursts out according to his own experience and perception, if you go to learn, not only is it difficult to reach, but also because of setbacks, you will slowly stop believing in yourself."

"The best song must be the one that best matches your mood, what do you want to bring to everyone, Hesia." Before leaving, the ghost asked the maiden.

"I don't know the future yet, but if it were in the past, it might be like a gray drizzle, but I don't want to sing such a song, although I know it would be touching." The girl shook her head, then jumped off the iceberg and stepped on the surface of the lake, and as soon as she landed, an ice flower condensed on the cold water, and she stepped on it, and so on until she reached the shore.

"Then I'll go back first, teacher." Hehia bowed to say goodbye to the ghostly woman, and then vanished at the end of the mist.

"This kind of character is really similar to you back then, although it is still a little immature." Sitting on the iceberg, the ghost woman murmured softly.

(End of chapter)