Chapter 529 (1/2)

”Mr. Liu, this is a new singer signed by our company. Her name is Wang Siyi. Please teach her well in the future.”

When the man heard the name, he pushed the glass eyes on his face and said, ”very good. I saw the program of good voice every day yesterday. You sing well and your voice is very characteristic.”

”Thank you!”

Wang Siyi's expression is always very light. No matter what she is facing, her expression seems to be always so calm.

This is also the place where Zhang Yue loves and hates.

The predecessors of these companies like those sweet talking students most, but Wang Siyi is not such a person.

After a few greetings with the teacher, Zhang Yue took her out.

”Siyi, this is a company. People should learn to be all-round and exquisite. When they should talk sweetly, they should talk sweetly.” Zhang Yue took the trouble to teach Wang Siyi. Wang Siyi listened and nodded occasionally, but listening, she still couldn't become like that. She always felt that such a flattering appearance always reminded her of an idiom, that is, no rape or theft.

After Zhang Yue got familiar with the company's environment, she handed her over to the female vocal music teacher who tutored the new singer.

When Wang Siyi went to the singing room, she saw several girls about her age. They were full of youth, fashionable and beautiful.

The tutor clapped his hands and said, ”this is a new singer named Wang Siyi. Everyone should get along well. You should group in the afternoon, and then a special teacher will train you.”

We all pay attention to the hottest entertainment programs in China, and Wang Siyi's performance yesterday was enough to make people deep-seated stars. There are envy, jealousy and disdain in the eyes of Wang Siyi.

Among the four girls, there was a white boy with slender Danfeng eyes and a standard melon seed face. At this time, he smiled at Wang Siyi and said in less fluent Chinese: ”there is a vacancy here. Sit here!”

Wang Siyi nodded and walked towards that position.

”Hello! My name is Cui Hao.” the boy tilted his head and looked at Wang Siyi around him, stretched out his hand and said.

Wang Siyi shook hands and said with a smile, ”Wang Siyi.”

”Don't talk. Class begins now.”

Then the teacher sat in front of the piano in the practice room.

Slender white hands jumped on the black and white keys, like beating elves, followed by the sound of human music.

At first, the sound was like a young man and girl in love, full of that sweet feeling. Close your eyes, as if you could feel that scene. When everyone was intoxicated, the sound of the piano turned and became agitated. At the end, it became like crying, full of despair and sadness.

After a song, the teacher looked at the following students and asked, ”write the words according to the tune just now. Give it to me when you're ready.”

Then he turned and left.

For a time, everyone began to whisper, and many students didn't even remember the tune just now.

Wang Siyi just closed her eyes and remembered the tune in her mind. The boy beside her drew a staff on a notepad with beating tadpoles. After writing, the boy handed it to Wang Siyi and whispered, ”if you don't remember it, look at this!”

Wang Siyi blushed a little and shook her head: ”I can't understand the score.”

There was a trace of surprise in the boy's eyes, but then it flashed by.

She can't read music, so she hasn't received any professional training. It seems that she really only relied on her innate voice conditions to make a great success in the good voice every day.

But this also makes the boy admire. If she receives professional guidance again, she will become an existence beyond Xiao Yaqi and create a new myth.

Several girls took notebooks to write and draw on them, but they always felt that something was missing in the end.

The boy beside Wang Siyi wrote Korean lyrics, and Wang Siyi couldn't understand it. She didn't have paper and straightness. She could let the melody in her mind and hum out the lyrics.

”That summer, the air was warm, your sweat was covered with my handkerchief, and the women in the next class stamped their feet angrily and ran away. You held my nose and said it didn't matter. One wife and one home, and then the end of time together

Ah, ah

What about the end of time? Where are you? I shouted until my voice was hoarse

Where am I? Your oath has become flying sand in the wind

Without you, there will be no home. Where am I without home?

The last sentence seemed to be telling, revealing a faint sense of despair and a sense of sadness through the sophistication of the people.

The worst match for the words of this song is the feeling that it is like telling a story of ups and downs.

Generally speaking, sad songs are sad and happy songs are happy. However, it is rare to mix several kinds into one, and the lyrics are more difficult to write.

Wang Siyi finished humming the whole song unknowingly. The classroom was suddenly silent. No one expected that she could think of the lyrics so quickly and sing it so in tune with the tune.

The lyrics are not gorgeous enough, but they are perfect with such tunes, as if they were tailored.

The teacher stood at the door, listening to the song sung by Wang Siyi. Her eyes couldn't help getting wet, as if she had sung the thoughts in her heart.

Next, many people handed in their own lyrics. Some of them were gorgeous, but they were surprised by the music style. Some of the lyrics were written in ancient times, but they felt some deep girls resenting their daughters. Some of them were written in some ways, but they were better than Wang Siyi. After all, the time was too short, and not everyone could be as talented as Wang Siyi.