472 Little Dreams

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Heather didn't continue singing, but carefully pondered the two lyrics just now, humming, studying, and reminiscing over and over again, but never figured out a reason, and angrily laid the guitar flat Putting it on his knees, he raised his head and sighed, the man's appearance as a kid made people smile.

Pushing open the door of the ward, the babbling sound made Heather turn her head sensitively, and she saw Renly walking in at a glance. There was a touch of joy in Heather's eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise, but then she was stunned. Now, he hid the guitar in a panic.

However, it was clearly too late.

Renly laughed lightly, without piercing Heather's concealed movements, he went straight to the hospital bed opposite Heather, and his eyes fell on the kite on the windowsill. The kite he made at the beginning flashed a smile in his eyes, and then on the edge of the bed sat down.

Seeing the smirk at the corner of Renly's mouth, Heather was embarrassed and shy, a little overwhelmed.

She never thought of herself as talented in acting, she just simply loved singing, let alone performing in front of other people. Ordinary people like her, with an unrealistic dream of being a star, have thousands of millions, but not everyone can perform freely on the stage. It was a very difficult thing, even more difficult than rehabilitation.

Because rehabilitation only requires hard work, and there will always be progress. If it fails once, then it will be twice, and if it fails, it will be three times; but singing is not. Like Renly; some people are not, like herself.

The fingertips touched the strings of the guitar, which were hard and fragile. Heather looked away anxiously and annoyed, and explained in a panic, "I'm just singing randomly, it doesn't make any sense... Rehabilitation, yes, this is It's just part of the rehab, it's helped me a lot, I can move my fingers, and I can work my arm muscles..."

The flustered explanation has a taste of wanting to cover it up. In particular, Renly never refuted, but looked serious and focused, and even slightly retracted his chin to express his agreement, which not only did not calm Heather's irritable mood, but made him even more embarrassed, "I am serious. of."

Renly restrained his smile, showing a serious look, "I hope you're joking. Because I think it's a loss if other people can't hear your singing."

Heather was stunned for a while, obviously not expecting Renly's seriousness behind, but she was so praised, she still looked away a little unconfidently, and didn't even dare to cross Renly's eyes directly, but she couldn't bear it out of the corner of her eyes. Live glanced over.

"God is fair. Pain and happiness, flaws and talents, disasters and good things all happen at the same time. It's just that some people only find the bad and ignore the good ones," Renly said earnestly. , his eyes fixed on Heather's eyes intently, "Singing, that's the gift God gave you, it comes with illness and difficulties. Believe me, you are an excellent singer."

Heather only felt that her chest was slowly swelling up, and an indescribable emotion was rampaging, some sour, some sweet, some stuffy, which made her a little embarrassed, her eyes were slightly red, she lowered her head in a panic, Rubbing his eyes carelessly, he muttered in a low voice, "How can there be sand." This explained his strange behavior.

Renly didn't rip through Heather's cover.

Biting her lower lip lightly, Heather stole a glance at Renly, but she hesitated, those calm eyes seemed to have seen through her thoughts, she clenched her fists and said with courage, "I think To be on 'American Idol', I mean, I want to go and see, no matter what the outcome, even if I get knocked out in the first round, I still want to try. You know, just to see a Look, feel the atmosphere of the scene..."

Heather rambled on a lot of nonsense, disorganized, trying to hide his true thoughts, but as he talked, his voice gradually became smaller. It's one thing to think about it in his mind, and another thing to put it into action. After all, Heather still lacks confidence and lacks confidence.

"Is 'Beasts' the track you chose for the competition?" Renly's response left Heather stunned, not as ecstatic and tearful as when her parents found out, not as ecstatic and tearful as when Anita knew about it. It's like cheering up and getting excited, it's just... so natural, as if all this is normal, nothing special, but a normal decision in life, just like every 16-year-old girl.

"Yeah." Heather nodded indiscriminately, but unexpectedly found that her mood gradually calmed down following Renly's calm, and the uneasy panic gradually disappeared, which made the corners of her mouth rise slightly. Get up, "Yeah!" She nodded confidently again in affirmation.

"Are you sure? This song is not well-known, and the judges may not like it; moreover, this song is not the type that is suitable for competition, and it may not be able to exert its strength." Renly gave his sincere opinion and added: There is no admiration for "Beast" because it is his own creation.

Participating in the audition of "American Idol", with distinctive personality, outstanding skills, and deep emotions, are the keys to standing out in the vast crowd. The selection of songs is naturally the top priority. Most of the contestants will choose songs with prominent high pitches, show their advantages in a limited time, and look forward to standing out.

"Beast" is a song full of emotion. There is only one high-pitched release in the whole song, but more of it is emotional catharsis and boiling. When arranging, it is more about the mellowness and mellowness of the transposition. The tune is soft and the test of skill is not strict

Harsh. In other words, this is not a song selection that can stand out in the audition.

Heather showed a shallow smile, revealing a confidence, and said firmly, "I always believe that the so-called singing is the resonance of thoughts and melody, the interpretation that comes from the heart and the soul. Skills, It's just an aid."

People are small and big, and when it comes to their understanding of music, they are straightforward. It can be seen that Heather really loves music. "So, I'd rather choose a song that I can empathize with than a song that shows off my skills. What's more, I don't have any skills to show off." After that, Heather pouted at himself, which was very effective. .

Such a calm and eloquent Heather exuded a vigor from the inside out, something that Renly had never seen before.

So, Renly didn't say much, just raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

The smile at the corner of Heather's mouth bloomed brightly. Although his cheeks were still slightly hot, he felt much more comfortable. The smile stopped, and Heather suddenly remembered something important and looked up at Renly, "Can you sing the song 'Beasts' again? I want to hear the original song, but I can't find it. Downloads to digital audio sources.”

Renly was stunned, obviously not expecting such a request, "Why follow the original song? You can interpret your own style and inject your own understanding and emotion. That's the point, isn't it?"

Heather rolled her eyes without any face, and fired a ray of contempt, "I don't remember the score. I'm not a genius. After listening to it a few times, I can remember every detail of the score. I need to confirm. When I look at the details of the musical notes in the chorus part, I always feel that it is not very smooth."

Rarely, Ren Li was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help rubbing the end of his brow. In addition to being jerky, he couldn't help but smile and laugh - he actually forgot about it.

"If you can download digital audio sources, then I don't need to ask you for help." Heather said dignifiedly, his eyes flashing brightly, and he glanced at Renly, "I mean, you really don't plan to record. An album? I know, you are an actor. But recording an album does not mean that you become a singer, but to share your understanding of art with more art lovers through different means. Like holding an art exhibition or writing an article, each art form has its own characteristics, but they are connected with each other. Music can also be another kind of performance.”

Ren Li was stunned for a moment when he said this big truth. If it's George Slender, no surprise, but Heather?

There was a questioning look in Renly's eyes, and he didn't speak. He just looked up and down at Heather. The scanning gaze made Heather a little uncomfortable. In the end, he could only be defeated, "Okay, okay, this is what Jennifer said. But I think what she said is very right and makes sense, don't you think so?"

Jennifer? Jennifer Lawrence?

This not only didn't answer Renly's question, but added more question marks, "Jennifer hasn't heard me sing." Renly was absolutely sure that he didn't have Alzheimer's yet.

Heather couldn't help but froze for a while, and finally said to herself, "Okay, I took the initiative to show her the YouTube video, and then hummed a short 'Beasts', trying to get her to give me some advice. "

I see.

After telling the truth, Heather still mumbled unwillingly, "It's all on the YouTube anyway. Jennifer searches your name and it comes out at once. Isn't it a secret?"

"What did you say?" came Renly's deep voice, startling Heather, and he straightened his back, "Nothing, nothing. I mean, your album probably won't come out anytime soon. Now, can you sing 'Beast' again?" Heather quickly changed the subject.

Renly frowned slightly, stared at Heather, paused for a while, and then said, "Give me the guitar."

Heather was relieved, let out a heavy sigh, and hurriedly handed the guitar to Renly. The expression of happiness that escaped was not concealed at all, which really made people laugh.

Seeing Renly taking over the guitar, Heather's eyes fell on the translucent strings, her nervousness calmed down, she re-entered the world of music, and couldn't help but confirm, "Renly, I really Can you go to 'American Idol'?"

The apprehension and panic in those plain words revealed the fragility in the heart of the sixteen-year-old girl, as well as the cowardice tormented by illness. Renly looked into Heather's eyes seriously, and said simply and firmly, "Of course!"

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