Yu took Xue Cilan's painting and said, "Actually, I was joking."
If I had my temper, I would really want to tear his shameful mouth apart.
But Yu looked calm, as if this was just a common joke.
I really admired him.
Unexpectedly, he made another unexpected turn: "But for now, we can only unblock this painting.
There is a strange kind of imprisonment in that painting.
I don't have enough skills, so I need to take it back home and let my father take action."
I don't want to say anything more.
Just push him out and ask him to unblock it quickly.
Yu went to his own studio to help me remove the seal, while I went to the KTV alone.
I called a singing girl.
I sang two songs randomly and asked her: "How did I sing?"
The singing lady replied sincerely: "Not bad."
"Then do you think I can participate in the Asia-Europe Peak Singers Competition?"
The singing lady was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Sir, you are so funny."
"Really?"
I was very self-aware and said no more.
But in fact, Yu has already signed me up.
Yu said he wanted me to help him, not to help him kill Guitas, but to defeat Guitas with my singing.
Let him be convinced of his defeat in order to fulfill the legacy of Yu's dead brother.
I was very surprised why he thought I could help him.
This guy Yu pretended to be polite and inscrutable, and then calmly told me: "Intuition."
I really want to say, fuck your sister’s intuition.
I also trust my intuition, but my intuition tells me that it is simply a fantasy for me to defeat Guitas with singing.
But the worry is that if I can't defeat Guitas, Yu will have no reason to help me beg his father to lift the seal of the Blood Cherry Portrait.
I lay on the sofa in distress, staring at the screen in a daze.
"Sir, why don't you sing anymore?"
The singing lady has already sung more than ten songs.
"Oh, I don't want to sing anymore."
For a tone-deaf person like me to join a music industry tycoon, isn't this self-deception?
The singing lady looked at me very innocently and ambiguously: "Sir, if you don't want to sing, why don't I go drinking with you?"
I suddenly sobered up a lot and looked at her in surprise: "Aren't you singing with me?
You can also drink with me, aren't you?"
"The business is diversified.
Just singing along will be very sluggish."
The singing lady subconsciously lowered her collar and asked shyly: "Sir, are you hot?"
"Well, it's a bit."
I wiped away the nosebleed.
"Then let's take off our clothes."
The singing lady looked at me and said, "Sir, why don't you take off your clothes?"
"I'm going outside to get some fresh air."
I walked out of the box, and a waiter happened to come over.
I pointed to the room and said, "The room is too hot.
Please adjust the air conditioner."
"Yes, sir."
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The waiter walked into the box and a scream filled the room.
After coming out of KTV, I decided to get to know my opponent.
Accompanied by the old beggar, I entered the Emperor's Tomb again.
When approaching the hut, waves of sounds like the waves of wheat gently stirred the heart, giving people a sense of warmth as the setting sun slanted down.
People couldn't help but stop and listen, and feel the beautiful artistic conception in the singing.
After finishing the song, my restless heart about fame and wealth was completely purified.
I was immersed in that wonderful atmosphere for a long time and couldn't extricate myself.
"Boss, do we still want to go in?"
the old beggar asked.
"We're not going in."
I turned around and wanted to leave, but I heard the sound of the door opening behind me.
It was a very standard Mandarin: "It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away."
When I turned around, I saw a beautiful and clean face, with the temperament of a Western aristocrat, elegant and noble, but also friendly.
"Hello, I'm Guitas."
I never expected that Guitas was such a sincere and friendly gentleman, and he extended his hand politely.
"Hello, I'm Cui Xiaoman."
I looked at him in disbelief.
His eyes were clear, as if they had never been contaminated by the world's dust.
It could be said that it was the first time I had seen such beautiful eyes: "Your person is as beautiful as your singing voice."
This sentence was originally used to describe women, but I think it is not excessive at all when applied to him.
"Master praises me greatly.
Master found such a holy place for me.
Tas is very grateful."
"No, I'm just a vulgar businessman.
It's an honor for me to admire the grace of artists like you."
From the bottom of my heart, I had given up completely.
Guitas can occupy the dominant position in the Asian and European music circles for a long time and is unshakable.
It is by no means a wasted reputation.
As a layman, I am not seeking death by fighting with them.
But why is there always such a trace of unwillingness in my heart?
The image of Xue Ying and I sitting on the grass came to mind.
For Yingzi, even if my liver and gallbladder are broken, I will give it a try.
In the music hall, after Zeng Wei listened to my singing, he had to start teaching me from inhaling and exhaling.
It wasn't until he told me about it that I realized that real singers don't sing with their throats, but with the outpouring of air.
My current situation is: starting from scratch.
Real singers are divided into three realms.
At the first level, one can freely control the flow of air, thereby producing either sharp or rounded sounds.
In the second level, the airflow breaks through the Tianling Cap and spurts out, resonating with the external airflow, making a majestic sound with explosive power, or a charming sound that turns thousands of times.
The third level is a realm of dreams and illusions.
Singing can bring the audience into a completely different world, where they can feel the singer's sadness and joy, pain and joy, and cannot extricate themselves.
Zeng Wei is at the second level, while Guitas is approaching the third level.
In the dead of night, on a deserted overpass, I sang the song over and over again according to Zeng Wei's test method.
If the voice is not loud enough, the confidence is not sufficient, the wind will blow away, the pitch will be broken, and it will fail.
The wind got stronger and stronger, and it started to rain gradually.
I didn't want to go back, so I continued to shout with a smoking throat.
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Zeng Wei said that a real singer will not get tired after singing for three days and three nights.
If your throat hurts, it means you are singing in the wrong way.
But I couldn't control it, so I sang stubbornly in the increasingly heavy rain with a hoarse voice.
In another world, is there someone listening to me singing?
"Cui Xiaoman, why are you back so wet?
Where did you go last night?"
Looking at Tang Yanran's surprised look, I thought I should be very embarrassed.
I coughed hoarsely and lay on the bed, with only despair in my heart.
Even if I stayed up all night trying for the past few days, I still couldn't defeat Guitas.
This is reality, not a fairy tale.
I felt more exhausted than ever and fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, I returned to my own Hades Pond, and the shemale and the bearded man asked me: "Master, what kind of world do you want to create?"
I waved my hand, and a beautiful mountain and river appeared in front of me.
I waved my hand again, and thousands of creatures were happy in the mountains and rivers.
Everything was prosperous and full of vitality.
In my own world, I enjoy the treatment of an emperor, live in extravagance, and squander the absolute power of the Creator.
The whole world is filled with my laughter.
The laughter keeps echoing, becoming more and more empty and lonely.
Finally, it becomes extremely sharp, harsh and unpleasant, like the devil's laughter, with a "boom" sound. , the world I created collapsed in this terrifying laughter.
I suddenly woke up from the nightmare and broke into a cold sweat.
When I woke up, my phone was vibrating.
I saw that Yu had already made more than a dozen calls.
What shocked me even more was that the call time showed that the call came three days ago.
In other words, I slept for three days and three nights "Hello."
I quickly answered the phone.
"Do you want to break the contract?"
Yu was very angry.
"Where are you?
I'll find you right away."
"The final scene.
Half an hour later, Zeng Wei and your team will face off against Guitas."
I was stupid, things were completely beyond my expectation, but I had no time to think about it so much.
After leaving the house, I went directly to the finals.
To my joy, Xue Cilan had been released by Yu, and she was obviously shocked when she saw me.
Of course, I will participate in such a grand competition as a singer, how could she have only a little admiration for me?
I shook my hair at her and ran to the stage in high spirits.
As soon as I arrived, the field went dark for a moment, and the masked substitute who had been attending the previous game in my place quickly left the field.
When the stage lit up, I appeared under the lights in a slovenly state, and the whole place was in an uproar.
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