Chapter 67 Ohne-Chan, Sing a Song

Lin Qingxian listened to the singing sound coming from a distance, it was already blurred in her ears, she seemed to have stopped singing, feeling that she didn't hear enough, and her sister was by her side, after thinking about it, she slightly raised her head to look at My sister said, "Can Ou Nei-chan sing a song for me?"

Lin Qingyin thought, anyway, more than half of the morning self-study has passed, and it's not interesting to be in the classroom. The rest of the time is better than playing here. Besides, my sister wants to hear me sing, how can I refuse Woolen cloth.

"Okay, let's find a place where there is no one around, what do you want to hear?"

"Didn't my sister make up a lot of songs for fate stay night?"

In Fate stay night, there are more than 20 pieces of complete pure music alone, which is more than F/z. In addition, the scabbard Divine Comedy and the opening and ending songs of the two seasons are still quite heavy.

"Then sing ring your bell. This is the ending song of the second season of fate stay night." A song that Lin Qingyin likes very much.

"kindness."

"If there is always such a soul disappearing one day," "At least I should try my best to sing happiness and despair,"......

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Zheng Qingqing has been very interested in music since she was a child, so she worked hard to learn knowledge and skills in this area despite the opposition of her family.

When she first came into contact with music, her family hired a tutor for her. Originally, she just wanted her to get involved and cultivate her temperament. She didn’t really hope that she would go on this road, saying that all roads lead to Rome. But after all, studying in this society is always the best way.

But what the family didn't expect was that Zheng Qingqing became obsessed with music like this, and has always been opposed to this matter. Although their family is not a super family, they are also very wealthy. In the eyes of their parents, Zheng Qingqing is unnecessary To take these crooked paths, just study hard.

Zheng Qingqing was also very sad because of this, but she did not give up her ideals. She said that whether she was young and stubborn or rebellious at that time, anyway, she persisted in this unharmonious atmosphere until now. It took a few years for her to become runner-up in a national competition before the family began to officially support her.

However, it was that match that made the young Zheng Qingqing realize the dark side of society. If it wasn't for the energy in her family, she might have been eliminated long ago.

At that time, Zheng Qingqing locked herself at home for several months before she was willing to go out again. After all, she was still a child, how could she withstand such a shock.

Originally, Zheng Qingqing's singing style was a little sad because of her family. Since then, the sad atmosphere in her singing has become more intense, and she always exudes a natural sense of sadness involuntarily.

Zheng Qingqing also matured a lot because of that competition, and began to understand her family's initial thoughts, but after so long, music has almost become an indispensable part of her life, and it is impossible for her to give up.

Just like this morning, she got up early to practice her voice in a place where no one was around, and then went to school to practice singing, because she knew that someone would listen to her singing, so she wanted to leave her beautiful singing voice to her audience them.

As a professional singer, she can sing most of the songs well, but the details are not as good as those of the original singers who have practiced thousands of times, such as the processing of the end sound, the processing of some falsetto and high pitch, and so on.

Zheng Qingqing spent nearly a month practicing "A disease is called love", not only for the performance of the welcome event, but also for practicing this song, mastering some skills and making her skills a step closer.

In fact, she also kind of admires the author whose disease name is love, the cute little one,

It is inferred on the Internet that the other party is not very old. She also watched the jihad video, and feels that the other party's age is probably about the same as hers, and she may be younger than herself.

Not only because of the extremely high skills of the other party and the mastery of several styles of music, but also because the little cutie can make her own songs at this age, and several songs are very nice. This is what Zheng Qingqing admires the most.

And not only the songs she released publicly, but also the background music in the F/z anime. Although there are not many, each song is in line with the artistic conception of the anime at that time, which also made Zheng Qingqing admire him even more.

If it is said that Zheng Qingqing is confident that she can reach that level by practicing each song for a while, but she still has no idea about the creation.

"If only I could create my own songs." Zheng Qingqing sighed, "It's a pity that I haven't reached that level yet."

Thinking of this, Zheng Qingqing has almost finished practicing today, and she still has a little time to relax and see if she can have any ideas. After that, she still has to go to class.

After listening to the music inside, a group of people at the door also left. Everyone knows that the person inside doesn't like other people getting too close. For them, listening to songs for a while every day is a great experience.

Zheng Qingqing walked out the door, saw that there was no one there, and nodded with satisfaction. Ever since she learned about the complicated side of society, she didn't like people getting too close. Acquaintances are better, but they can't say a few words. Only those who are very close will chat without minding.

She herself is relatively easy-going, but she just can't help but want to stay away from those strangers. For this reason, many students like to call her a goddess, not only because of her appearance and singing voice, but also because of her kind of aloofness personality.

The air in the morning was relatively cool. Zheng Qingqing walked on the stone path in the small forest, breathing the cool air, feeling the quiet atmosphere, and slowly let go of her mind.

However, this kind of silence didn't last long, when a faint singing sound came over,

"This is, someone is singing?" Zheng Qingqing thought in amazement, listening to the occasional singing that she could hear clearly, she thought that the other party should be a freshman, otherwise it is impossible that she had not heard it after coming here so many times.

When she could hear clearly, Zheng Qingqing stopped, she didn't want others to see her.

After listening carefully, Zheng Qingqing was even more surprised, "Is there anyone else in school who can sing so well?"

Savoring the other party's cappella carefully, Zheng Qingqing was gradually fascinated by it.