Leng Zimo is the golden ear in the industry, and he must have the right thing in his sights.
However, because this thing was written by herself and was the work of many years, Luo Xiaoqian naturally did not have the same confidence as him.
"I don't have confidence in myself."
"Then you doubt my vision?"
He chose the song, and he also chose the person. She had no confidence in herself, which meant she doubted his vision.
Luo Xiaoqian's temper also rose, "You clearly know that I didn't mean that!"
"Then stop talking nonsense!" Leng Zimo sat upright in front of the piano, "I'll play it again first, please pay attention to the parts I modified!"
Without giving Luo Xiaoqian a chance to refute, his hands had already fallen on the keys, and a familiar melody came out from his fingertips.
Luo Xiaoqian took a step forward, leaned on the piano, looked at the music score in her hand, and listened.
In fact, she personally likes this piece of music.
At that time, because I was obsessed with martial arts novels, I wrote this piece that was more of an ancient piece.
Listening to the sound of his piano and comparing it with the music score in her hand, Luo Xiaoqian could easily discover some detailed modifications. After these modifications, the entire song became more moving and graceful, especially the chorus, which had been greatly adjusted.
At that time, she was still young after all. Although she had aura, she lacked grandeur.
After Leng Zimo adjusted the chorus, the layering of the song suddenly became clear. From the gentleness of the main and sub-parts to the atmosphere of the chorus to the bright and melodious at the end, the transition between them was also extremely harmonious.
If this song was originally just a piece of rough jade with good texture but no outstanding color, then after his modification, this piece of rough jade seemed to have been polished by the most professional people, completely releasing its original beauty.
of extraordinary texture and brilliance.
Luo Xiaoqian held the score, still immersed in the emotions brought by that song.
It took a long time for her to come back to her senses.
“It’s amazing, I can’t even imagine it!”
This Leng Zimo is truly a genius. If this song is really produced, it will definitely be outstanding.
Faced with her praise, Leng Zimo acted extremely calm.
He had heard too many compliments.
"Now, try singing it again without lyrics!"
He plays again.
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the music score, replaced the lyrics with the sound "ah", and started singing.
It was good at first, but when she entered the chorus, her breath seemed a little lacking. The ups and downs of the scales can make the whole song better and more exciting, but for the singer, it becomes more difficult.
After all, Luo Xiaoqian had only practiced her children's voice. The real vocal training was the few lessons she took at EM. The rest was entirely based on her own experience and exploration.
"Stop!" When she used her falsetto again, Leng Zimo shouted rudely, "What do you think singing is? Everyone's voice is an instrument. You have to use your breath to control it. Qi, do you understand?
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"Come again!"
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Luo Xiaoqian passed the test with her first high-pitched voice, but when she reached the high-pitched voice at the end of the chorus, she once again ran out of breath.
Standing up, Leng Zimo stood directly in front of her.
"Come again!"
She sang again.
"Your energy is all here, let it sink to the Dantian!"
He put his finger on her chest, then slid down naturally and landed on her lower abdomen.
"Come again!"
Luo Xiaoqian sang again, but his fingers were still on her lower abdomen. Through the thin clothes, she could clearly feel the heat of his palms. How could she concentrate like this?
