Chapter 840 The Training Camp Is Not a Paradise

Ouyang both lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Xia Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice like broken jade scattered in the air.

Ouyang Shuangshuang felt uneasy: "Miss Ling, I know you and Xia Yu are at odds with each other. I shouldn't imitate someone you don't like. I, I just... it's just that my talent is too ordinary, so I have to work very hard and very hard." You have to work hard to get some results, and Xia Yu happens to be the same type, and her voice is somewhat similar to mine, so I feel that imitating her is a shortcut I can choose. I'm sorry!"

She bent over deeply.

Xia Ling was a little stunned. She didn't expect that her casual inquiry would lead to such a sentence.

She couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't mean to blame you. It's one thing if I don't like her, but it's another thing if you want to imitate her. If imitating her can make you progress, don't say that she and I can't deal with each other, even if she is Even if you have a blood feud with me, I will not take my anger out on you."

Ouyang Shuangshuang asked doubtfully: "Really?"

Xia Ling said, "Why did I lie to you? Come on, sing a song for me and let me see how your voice sounds."

Ouyang Shuangshuang breathed a sigh of relief and started singing a song that was more representative for her. The beautiful singing voice echoed in the air, and I could tell that my basic skills were indeed very solid, but I always felt like something was missing.

When the song ended, she bowed deeply again: "Please give me Miss Aya's advice."

Xia Ling said: "Sing the phrase 'I can't see all your features at a glance' again."

Ouyang Shuangshuang sang again.

"Half tone sharp."

So she sang it again, rising half a tune.

"Half tone flat."

This time, it was sung in a flat half key again.

After listening, Xia Ling said: "Sure enough, Xia Yu's style is not suitable for you. Shuangshuang, right? You should stop imitating her immediately and explore your own path again."

"Why?" Ouyang was both shocked, "I have always felt that she is the one who best suits my style."

"That's because you haven't heard her live a cappella singing," Xia Ling bluntly revealed, "Xia Yu is a recording studio singer, and most of her songs are synthesized in the recording studio with a lot of post-processing. Understand ? And you actually want to use your own a cappella singing to imitate her processed level? Yes, her voice and range are not much different from yours, so it will be difficult for you to complete the songs that she cannot sing a cappella. . This is also the reason why you have been imitating her for so long but have been unsuccessful. Do you feel it yourself?"

"Yes..." Ouyang was both shocked, "Oh my god, she is actually a recording studio singer? No wonder... no wonder I always find it difficult to sing some parts of her songs and can't get the right twist... I thought it was me Not working hard enough or being good enough turned out to be not my problem at all!”

Xia Ling nodded: "Yes. You don't have to force yourself at all. If you force yourself, your throat will be damaged."

Look, this is the importance of artistic ethics. If Xia Yu has some moral character and can openly reveal that her singing relies on post-production synthesis, then she will not cause these younger generations to go astray at all, maybe, for the rest of their lives. His future was delayed. "You have to have a bottom line as a human being..." she murmured.

Ouyang Shuangshuang was very frightened: "Then what should I do?"

Xia Ling said: "It's very simple, don't go the gorgeous route. Your voice is very clean and more suitable for a lyrical and fresh style. If you practice more of Wei Shaoyin's early works, you will have good results."

"Thank you, thank you Sister Xiao Ling!" Ouyang Shuangshuang was extremely happy. For a long time, she felt that her singing skills were trapped in a bottleneck and she didn't know how to break through. Now that Xia Ling nudged her, she suddenly felt like she was enlightened and gained. A lot. She thanked her profusely, said goodbye and left.

After sending Ouyang Shuangshuang away, Xia Ling leaned against the wall of the classroom alone, holding up a glass and drinking water.

I have been giving lectures all day today, and my voice is tired. I need to take a good rest.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the gentle night sky is filled with stars, and the quiet tree-lined avenues of the campus extend into the distance. She recalled that many years ago when she was still a trainee, she was sweating profusely every day in Emperor, and like her classmates, she was looking forward to one day becoming famous and becoming a big star that attracted everyone's attention.

At that time, her sister Xia Yu had not yet fallen out with her.

She had not complained tearfully in the media like she did now, implying that she was unwilling to forgive, which made it impossible for Xia Yu to recognize her ancestors and return to her family.

Public opinion outside is somewhat chaotic.

Some people laughed at Xia Yu because she was not recognized by her family but relied on others. Many people sympathized with Xia Yu and really believed that it was Xia Ling's obstruction that prevented her from returning.

Xia Ling was too lazy to pay attention to these things.

Now, she just wants to live a good life with Li Lei, let the years go by peacefully, and not stir up any more troubles. However, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. Even leaving aside Xia Yu's affairs, there are still a steady stream of...well, little flies, staring at her belongings.

Xia Ling's gaze fell on a certain point outside the window and gradually became sharper.

Outside the window, Li Lei was walking towards her along the tree-lined path. He was wearing a black casual sportswear, with his hands casually inserted in his trouser pockets. His short hair was lifted by the evening breeze. He looked neat and handsome, making people blush and heartbeat. He was walking, and suddenly, a girl rushed out of the diagonal stab. She bumped into him recklessly but very accurately. With her thunderous posture, an ordinary person would have been crushed by her long ago. on the ground.

However, Li Lei supported the girl with just one hand and stood firm himself.

He lowered his head and said something to the girl, and was about to let go of her. However, the girl didn't know whether she was frightened or on purpose. She tightly wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. Her thin shoulders were trembling slightly and she refused to leave.

Xia Ling felt angry after seeing this. She put the water glass heavily on the table and walked out quickly.

He walked through the corridor with high heels and came to the outdoor tree-lined path.

Under the dim yellow European street lights, the girl was still hugging Li Lei tightly and said incoherently: "Help me... I'm so scared... Someone was chasing me just now, really..." The girl was wearing a very short dress The top of the shirt exposed a section of her snow-white waist, and the mini skirt on the lower body could not be shorter. Her slender thighs were pressed against Li Lei's legs, and because of the trembling, it looked like they were being rubbed.

Xia Ling became even more angry, "Li Lei, you're so good, you're trying to die in front of me, huh?" !

Over there, Boss Li, who was struggling with the girl, looked up and saw classmate Xia Xiaoling who was extremely angry. He trembled with fright and quickly pulled the girl away from him in a few strokes.

"Don't be angry..." He said weakly to Xia Ling.

The girl still had her back to Xia Ling, thinking that Li Lei was talking to her: "I...how dare I be angry with you, even if you just opened my hand and caused me a little pain...Look, All red..."

She reached out her hand again and rubbed Li Lei's body.