"Your voice should come from your throat, all the way from to."
After putting on makeup, Mei Ying took Jiang Han to a corner of the stage and started explaining while everyone was still preparing. Despite the crazy feeling, this woman was still a very reliable person and she knew Jiang Han. He was an amateur and was picked up temporarily, so he laughed and talked about several simple pronunciation methods.
Siren's voice itself is very deep and broad, and even without training, one can easily sing high notes that would stun people on land.
In this world, the sounds that could be called the sounds of dolphins can only be considered to have good timbres. When encountering these witches with weird and incomprehensible physiological structures, it is basically impossible to win. People on land want to defeat the sea. To sing the song of the demon, you have to put in even more terrible efforts. What's more, if you can't beat it, you can join in, transform into a witch, and then have a showdown with the siren.
Although Jiang Han is a little short of breath, that's just a little short of breath for a siren. In other words, with her height and body shape that is only half of Mei Ying's, no matter how much potential she has, her body will not allow it!
It's like the throat only has that capacity.
"Siren Guan's technique of singing a line, stopping for half a beat and then making an action is called. When you can't sing, or if you can't sing and want to slow down, you bite your lip and show a shy expression and take a peek. That witch washed ashore, the conductor will know that you are a little out of breath, and will soften the middle part of the song and make it more lyrical, so that you can take a breather quietly."
Mei Ying imparted experience, "Swallow an egg last before going on stage and mix it with some water. This can open your throat a little and make your scream louder."
"Tea eggs?" Jiang Han blinked.
Mei Ying tapped her own lips with her fingertips, smiling ambiguously, "Just the hard-boiled eggs, don't break them, just swallow them."
"It will taste very bad." After Jiang Han finished speaking, he heard Mei Ying laugh.
Immediately, this charming Siren Witch smiled:
"Then wait until after the performance to eat delicious food. On the stage, no matter how hard and sad it is, we must endure it. After pain, there are beautiful flowers, and after hunger, there are sweet meals. What we have to do is to put the most beautiful A scene is presented to the audience, which is also a kind of magic that touches the soul."
Jiang Han laughed, feeling that although this person was a bit crazy, he was still very positive when looking at things in general, so he laughed again:
"That's good. I didn't expect Miss Meiying that your performance values would be like this."
Meiying blinked, shook her head, and chuckled:
"That's what my doctor told me."
Jiang Han faked a smile and said:
"Then what do you think?"
"For my part, I just like this stage and this beautiful moment of revelry, and I really like the lyrics of the song Remember My Name, so after learning about it, I asked the crew if they could let me appear. I I am quite famous in the musical circle, so I will play the role of Cecilia." Mei Ying said as coolly as she impressed people, "I also want people to remember it tens of thousands of years later. my name."
Such a person with a strong goal in life is so nice. Jiang Han is a little envious of people who do what they like to do. She has always liked people who have a strong self, are infinitely proactive, and are willing to seek the initiative for themselves.
It can be said that in Jiang Han's previous life, no matter what job he was in, he was passive. He never fought for it or took the initiative to find something he liked.
He is a person who goes along with the flow of whatever songs and games the classmates sing and play in school and fraternity parties.
She looked at Meiying:
"If you keep your appearance in the photo, maybe the witches hundreds of thousands of years from now will remember your name. It's so beautiful."
"Hahaha!" This female nerve laughed again, causing Jiang Han to laugh softly.
This kind of person with a low point of laughter, if he is not shy, is usually an outstanding pistachio.
Meiying wiped her eyes, took a breath, and said with a smile:
"I thought you were another witch."
"Others?" Jiang Han adjusted the belt around his waist to be loose so that he could breathe easily.
"That's the kind of witch who won't say outright that you are beautiful, but will only roundaboutly say that you remind me of Bai Yueguang." Meiying took a breath, "I rarely see witches who speak outright.
If it’s convenient, can you leave me a phone number?”
Leave your phone number. Do you have a phone number? Jiang Han was a little suspicious and asked tentatively:
"Can you use the phone?"
"Yes, the doctor said it would be helpful for me to be around cute things, and you are very cute." Mei Ying smiled and said in very straightforward terms.
However, Jiang Han was no longer the kind of pure girl who could be knocked down by a cute word. She pursed her lower lip, thought for a moment and nodded. She took out a small unused tube of waterproof lipstick from her pocket and grabbed Mei Ying.
With his hand, he left his phone number with lipstick on the back of the other person's hand.
Fortunately, the witch's phone number is three letters plus four numbers, otherwise I might not be able to write it down. Jiang Han finished the painting, put the lid on the lipstick, nodded with satisfaction looking at his work, and looked up at Mei Ying:
"Okay, remember to say who you are when you text me."
"Okay, hahaha." The female nerve laughed, too cheerfully.
The members of the crew seemed to be infected, and they laughed more and the slightly tense atmosphere relaxed. After a short preparation, Jiang Han was asked to sing along with Mei Ying first.
As soon as it was time for Meiying to sing, she suddenly surrendered to her female state and turned back into a goddess. Her smile was ambiguous and frivolous, and her every move was tempting other witches to drink her poisonous wine. She coughed twice,
After searching for a tune, he professionally adjusted the microphone and said in a girlish voice:
"Is it okay to say that the devil will be the only guest at your table?"
Her vocal range is very high and deep, and after slight adjustments, the voice she produces is really the voice of a girl, the voice of a girl about twelve years old.
After Jiang Han put on the microphone, he tentatively said:
"The history of all societies to date is the history of class struggle."
The other crew members in the audience and on the stage laughed together.
Jiang Han's voice sounds a little younger and softer than usual. This is because the microphone picks up the sound. Normal sounds will be slightly distorted after being amplified by the microphone.
Mei Ying also made adjustments. This witch is indeed a master of musicals. With a few adjustments, she adjusted the tone to almost the same voice as Jiang Han.
After adjusting for a while, the director made a mute gesture to them, and then nodded to the band conductor.
The band conductor began to let his personal orchestra start playing the overture.
The play was the way Cecilia introduced herself for the first time, the slightly proud and pure feeling she had as a girl, not the adult scumbag Cecilia she later became.
When the music started playing, Meiying opened her mouth and sang with a cute and cute voice:
"Cecilia, my name is like a sweet threat. Remember it, and one day every woman will seek its beauty!"
"Cecilia, this name of mine will be remembered forever after my death. Remember it, and my name will be the witch's beloved Wei Tang Kesi!"
"My name is like a bouquet of flowers, a touch of clear spring, and a sweet and seductive kiss. Remember my name and don't let the person who kisses you cry."
"My name is like a sword, a bullet, a dangerous and beautiful touch. Remember my name and don't make the person you kiss crazy."
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The song "Remember My Famous Name" with a girl's voice is very cute, more like a cute little girl sitting on your body, asking you not to forget her.
The lyrics are a bit fast and there are many parts that are sung in French and Spanish and you would never imagine what the writer would do to rhyme.
However, the difficulty of the whole song is not very high, there is no very showy coloratura, and there is no high pitch change that is a test of technique. In other words, the girl version of Remember My Name deletes many of the showy and difficult parts, transforming it into a very light and agile girl.
Singing method.
It only took Jiang Han one or two times to master the singing method and memorize the lyrics.
The girls version of "Remember My Name" also includes a few lines of a cappella singing by some friends. For the narrative acapella, after the rehearsal, the little witches went to eat and rest, but Jiang Han, because he was an adult, stayed in
