Chapter 159: test
Chapter 159 Temptation
Xia Ling was startled, not expecting him to mention this.
More than half a year ago, when she was still a trainee, she once sang a cover of "Siren". At that time, she was forced by the emperor. In order to prove her strength, she spared no effort to sing. She did not expect that this video would be so widely circulated later. Therefore, many of the singing skills in it were exactly the same as in her previous life. She was really worried that Feng Kun would see something.
Feng Kun said: "I made that song myself, and I know how difficult it is to sing it. In fact, before you, no one except Xia Ling could sing it. There are too many whistles in it, and the whole world can sing it. There are very few of them.”
Whistle sound, also commonly known as dolphin sound.
Indeed, there are not many singers in the world who can control it.
Xia Ling said calmly: "So, I made some changes." Her talent in this life was not as good as in her previous life, and she couldn't sing such high dolphin notes. She changed them all and replaced them with "Ye". The melody of "Xing Ling"'s voice presents a different kind of beauty - the song in the previous life was like ice and flames; the version in this life is like mist and mist.
Feng Kun smiled and said, "What a coincidence."
An ominous premonition hit Xia Ling's heart, as if something... wasn't quite right?
Wei Shaoyin, who was standing next to her, asked: "What's the coincidence?"
Feng Kun said: "Ms. Ye, I'm very curious, where did your inspiration for processing the whistle part of "Siren" come from?"
Before Xia Ling could answer, Wei Shaoyin interrupted, very dissatisfied, "Hey, Feng Kun, don't talk to my singer."
That posture is like that of a cat that protects its food.
Feng Kun smiled: "Don't be nervous, Wei, it's just a casual chat."
"Just chat?" Wei Shaoyin narrowed her eyes and snorted, "I think you are jealous that Xiao Ling can sing better than Xia Ling."
Uh...Xia Ling was silent.
Although she was very happy to hear what he said, she may not be as good at singing in this life as she was in the previous life. One is more delicate and the other is more arrogant. If you really want to compare, they are just different.
What's more, he is a superstar, a superstar.
Feng Kun and Xia Ling, a combination that has long been conferred as gods, are jealous of her little "Ye Xingling"?
Awei, wake up.
Xia Ling made various slanders, but Feng Kun smiled again: "I'm a little jealous."
ah? !
"The song is still the same, but the person who sang it is no longer there." His voice lowered, a little sad, but he quickly covered up his emotions, "Miss Ye, your idea of making music is very similar to hers."
Is she like her in the previous life?
In order to cover up, Xia Ling deliberately frowned: "Mr. Feng, are you praising me? I'm sorry, I don't feel honored. Maybe becoming Xia Ling's second is the dream of many people, but not mine. My modified Hai Demon is very different from the original.”
Feng Kun looked at her inquiringly: "The difference is not as big as you said. In fact, your singing method is very similar to another plan she abandoned back then. Until now, that plan is still locked in a drawer in my office."
Xia Ling’s palms began to feel cold again, and she finally realized something was wrong.
She almost forgot that there were two plans for the song "Siren". When Emperor was producing this song, the sun was just right in the recording studio, and bright summer flowers and butterflies were dancing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Wearing a gorgeous dress, with a glass of juice in her mouth, she was lying on the couch reading a pile of manuscript papers. She tilted her head slightly and asked the man next to her: "Akun, which of these two options do you think is better?"
Feng Kun looked at her kindly, as if looking at a little sister: "Both are very good, Xiao Ling, one is more dazzling, and the other needs to be carved with more detailed emotions." "Oh, it sounds so troublesome, just Just pick the first one.”
“Xiao Ling, don’t be impetuous when making music.”
"Impetuous? I am more suitable for a flamboyant singing style. Besides, who told the annoying music critic last time to say that I was singing with talent and no acquired cultivation? Hum, I was singing with talent. He was so angry. "
“You…”
In the spacious recording studio in midsummer, a man named Feng Kun laughed and shook his head.
Memories of the past resurfaced in Xia Ling's mind, and she suddenly remembered that the more delicate and emotionally involved plan was indeed very similar to the version she sang at the Tianyi training camp.
Wei Shaoyin exploded: "Feng Kun, what do you mean, are you accusing Xiao Ling of plagiarism? Plagiarizing a false plan of yours that has never been announced?! You are making a false accusation! We reserve the right to sue!"
"It's never been announced? That's right." Feng Kun looked at Xia Ling deeply.
Xia Ling felt guilty and avoided his sight. She followed Wei Shaoyin's accusation and pretended to be angry and angry at being accused: "Mr. Feng Kun, I respect you as a senior in the industry. Please pay attention to your words and don't slander others casually." !" She turned aside and walked quickly towards the front, "Wei, let's go!"
Wei Shaoyin glared at Feng Kun fiercely and followed her pace.
Feng Kun stood there, watching them leave, the look of contemplation in his eyes getting stronger.
Xia Ling's heart was in a mess. She didn't know how she got to the dressing room. When she opened the door, she was greeted by noisy voices and bright lights. Sister Maina, Bai Murong, Xie Linlang and others are all here, and there are many makeup artists and assistants waiting around the artists. Seeing her and Wei Shaoyin coming in, they greeted with smiles: "Come and touch up your makeup, and you will be in top condition later."
So Xia Ling sat in front of the mirror and let the makeup artists mess with her.
There was another team of people in the dressing room with them, artists from Benma Entertainment Company. At this time, their team leader received a call, said a few words, and greeted loudly: "Everyone from Benma, change your makeup. It’s time to change the dressing room, come with me.”
A group of people went out noisily.
At first, Xia Ling didn't care.
Not long after, another group of people rushed in, a huge force. One of the girls in a cute princess dress jumped up to Xia Ling and pounced on her like an octopus. "Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling!" the girl said happily, "It's really you, I miss you so much!"
Xia Ling was caught off guard and lost her balance. She fell to the ground along with the chair and the girl who was jumping on her. The world was spinning, I was dizzy, and I felt like I couldn't breathe under the weight of Mount Tai.
The girl's joyful face magnified before her eyes, and then magnified again.
“I’m Luoluo! Xiaoling, do you miss me?”
Luoluo, the emperor’s newly debuted Luoluo.
So, the other team that entered their dressing room was actually the emperor?
Xia Ling felt bad all over. She freed up her free hand to forcefully pull Luo Luo away. She looked through the gap in the crowd. Sure enough, she saw Feng Kun in a neat suit standing by the door, calm and steady. And his deep gaze fell on her.
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(End of this chapter)