The room was clean and transparent, and it seemed that there were no traps and ambushes, but Ye Fei still looked at Bai Yu inquiringly, after all, after going through so many things, vigilance had long been integrated into the bone marrow.

Fang Baiyu didn't look at him with a sideways face, as if he was saying, "You've come here, what's the use of you still putting on this posture." ”

Ye Fei had a heart-to-heart with him, grinned at the old man pretendly, and strode in with his hands behind his back. Inside the house and outside the house, bright flowers can be seen everywhere, these flowers are stacked on top of each other to form a bed, the old man sat down first, Ye Fei hesitated for a moment and sat down with the same ass.

"Brother Ye, dare to ask how do you think I should cultivate the magnetism of my voice. The old man cut directly to the topic, and when he saw Ye Fei looking left and right to speak, he stopped, and said: "Just speak directly, I will be taught by myself." ”

Ye Fei has been thinking about countermeasures, and when he saw the words, he muttered: "There are hundreds of sounds, there are thousands of faces, and each person's voice is different. His words, quoted from the frontispiece of "The Thousand Faces Sutra - Transfiguration", because they covered one or two medical words, so it was extraordinarily professional, the old man nodded again and again, and his eyes widened and stared at Ye Fei: "Keep talking, keep talking." ”

"Fifteen years old is the age of voice change, and some people have an injury to their throat at this time, and their voice will become hoarse, and if the hoarse voice is not well controlled, it will be as bad as a broken gong. But if it is well controlled, it is a unique advantage, which others cannot learn. "Ahem, Ye Fei raised his eyes, "When you were young, did your throat hurt?" ”

The old man frowned, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "I am born of the fusion of human blood and flowers, and the part of human blood is ...... I remember that man loved to drink before he died, so his voice was hoarse. ”

"That's right. Ye Fei clapped his hands and said, "Since this voice is innate, you have to practice hard and strive to make achievements." ”

"Yes, yes, I will practice diligently and strive to become a qualified singer, a singer who is loved by the world. The old man hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Dare to ask what the method of practice is." ”

"Sing me two more lines. Ye Fei said.

"Ahhh......h

"Stop, stop. Ye Fei gestured again and again, "Stand up and sing, stand up and sing to exhale your breath." ”

The old man was originally a little displeased, but he had been dizzy before, and seeing that Ye Fei's righteous words were so bad for him, he stood up and opened his neck and howled "whoops" according to his words.

"Are you not convinced? Ye Fei covered his ears and looked at him expressionlessly.

"How dare you, how dare you. Saying this, the old man's neck is very high.

"The human voice is in the laryngeal vocal domain, and the breath is not well circulated when sitting, and when standing up, the breath is smooth and unimpeded, for people who don't understand voice changes, standing up and sitting and singing seem to have little change, but for singers who want to become famous, the difference is great. His voice grew deeper and deeper, until the last word came out, and he slapped his palm on the flower shop.

With a "bang", the old man shivered in surprise and took two steps back.

Ye Fei's words were reasonable, and he had completely defeated his psychological defense. However, how did he know that these were all from the voice practice method in the "Thousand Faces Sutra - Transfiguration", which was to help the transfigurant practice pronunciation and imitate the special annotations of other people's vocal range.

This medical book was handed over to Ye Fei by the medicine man, and the medical theory was naturally impeccable, and the old man couldn't find any flaws at all, so he trusted Ye Fei more and more.

Three points of truth and seven points of falsehood can be described as the highest level of flickering.

The old man unconsciously walked into the game, falling deeper and deeper, and the more he pondered about it, the more he felt that what Ye Fei said made sense, and apologized again and again for his previous behavior.

Fang Baiyu's jaw was about to dislocate in shock, and his gaze at Ye Fei implied a sense of worship for the "Great God".

"Ahem, ahem. Ye Fei's continuous cough gave the old man a chance to pat himself on the back, only to see his right hand flip, a large piece of rose petals suspended in the air dragged a jar of yellow things over, the old man said with a smile on his face: "This is the best royal jelly, I usually use it to open my throat, please taste, please taste." ”

Ye Fei took the jar off the petal holder, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said, "The thing is good, take a jar for my friend too." ”

The old man tensed his face and said, "This thing is so precious, I usually don't want to drink it......"

"En?" was glared at by Ye Fei's eyes, and the words behind him were digested in his stomach, the old man cried and mourned like a dead mother, his right hand was slightly bent, and another bottle of nectar floated over, "Okay, who made me want to be artistic, I will bleed today, but wait a minute, you must tell me in detail about the direction of my future development, and you can't deduce it." ”

"Why, threaten me, then I won't drink. Ye Fei thought to himself that he had already been forced to do this anyway, so he simply acted the trick seriously.

The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, don't dare, I just want to describe the preciousness of this nectar." ”

"That's it?"

"That's it. ”

"If you don't want to say it, don't nest it in your stomach, I don't like to be strong. ”

"Absolutely nothing, absolutely nothing. ”