Chapter 67 The top class raised a Cinderella 9
Xia Ling looked at the troubled director in front of him, stroked his chin lightly with his fingers, and finally said slowly, "To be determined, that's okay."

The director pushed forward the water that had just been poured for Xia Ling, "Then can you see that the first and third contestants are pending? After all, they were sent by the capital side, so let's give some face. There are many opportunities for cooperation, right? Think about it."

"I will keep number two and number four at most. If you don't want to, then follow the director's desired result. If that's the case, you don't need to hire me. I'm a singer, not an actor. Just do what you want, At least one talent show should be fair. If your platform handles things like this, then I am not optimistic about your prospects. I will also tell Sheng Shen that if you want to cooperate with your platform in the future, you must carefully consider it. "

Xia Ling turned and left the meeting room.

It was so cool.

In this world, facing this unfair treatment, I have no choice but to endure it according to the rules of social games.

But this time is different, I have the Sheng family as my "backer", and finally have the right to speak freely.

As soon as she returned to the scene, she heard the news from the director's room.

"In order for the subsequent competition to proceed smoothly, the director team and Teacher Xia Ling discussed and decided that No. [-] and No. [-] are to be determined. Contestants No. [-] and No. [-] will be eliminated and the competition will continue."

"Do you have time for dinner tonight? Teacher Xia." Cang Qi, who had never communicated with Xia Ling, took out her mobile phone, "Add a contact information."

Xia Ling was a little surprised.

She knew that Cang Qi belonged to the core figures of many popular artist circles in the circle. After recording so many episodes before, there was little communication on the show, and it was even more difficult to talk after the show.

This is what happened all of a sudden.

Aware of Xia Ling's surprise, Cang Qi explained with a smile, "In the past, we were indeed limited to colleagues, but I know that No. [-] and No. [-] are people who have capital stuffed in. Although you today and you yesterday already have a relationship. I have acquired a different status, but can still maintain this fair attitude, I really want to make you a friend."

"Okay." Xia Ling smiled and took out her mobile phone, and added contact information with Cang Qi.

Seeing this, Bai Shi's face darkened instantly.

Every time he asked Cang Qi for her contact information, he refused him for various reasons!
After working for a long time, there are no modest and friendly personas, but they are all moving closer to the capital.

snob.

In the second group, Ye Yao was the first to start.

Xia Ling also sat up straight, wanting to see how Ye Yao behaved this time.

I have to say, let's not talk about anything else, Ye Yao is really pretty.

Ye Yao is not tall and has a small figure. She has the appearance of a jasper from a small family in the south of the Yangtze River, with delicate skin and fair skin, a small melon-seeded face, and slender willow-leaf eyes, clear and pure.The small nose is matched with the small beak, which is more delicate.

She was wearing a white dress with floral pleats, and a beam of golden light hung on Ye Yao's body, like a white lily hanging with dew after rain at sunrise.

She chose a lyric song, "Greetings" by Cang Qi.

Her voice was just like her appearance, slender, clear and sweet.

He does have a good voice.

Although she is the best performer on the stage now, listening to her singing always seems to be unable to enter the show, and she is always distracted by some of the singing skills she uses.

At the end of the performance, there was a wave of applause.

Xia Ling looked down at the lyrics of the greeting, and probably understood who she was singing this song for.

The instructors on the left and right commented first, and finally it was Xia Ling's turn.

She raised her head and set her eyes on Ye Yao on the stage, "I think you didn't listen to what I emphasized to you last time. Singing ability and skills are indeed important, and you have done a good job in this regard, even It is already very mature. But still the same sentence, singing, especially love songs, will be more about your emotional investment, can you talk about how much emotion you put into singing this song?"

Xia Ling's question can be said to be exactly what Ye Yao wanted.

It happened that there were a lot of things that he wanted to say to Sheng Shen, but he was worried that he didn't have a chance to say them.

Her eyes were red, and she held the microphone and choked with sobs: "I put in [-]%. Because of this song, it seems that the protagonist in it is me. The person who can't love is me. Obviously the lover is in front of me. Apart from being able to get every A day's greeting, and nothing else."

Xia Ling glanced at the lyrics again, and by the way glanced at Cang Qi who was silent but still frowning beside her.

This song doesn't mean that.

It is true that love cannot be obtained, but he no longer longs for this love. What the protagonist wants is relief.

Xia Ling took the lyrics book and explained to Ye Yao: "You misunderstood. This song is right, the person who loves but never promises, the daily greetings, for the protagonist, are the most important thing. It seems to be entwined on her body, making her unable to escape the shackles of this nightmare. So this is why your feelings are not in place, you will miss the meaning of the song, and what you sing is only unwillingness to love, but you lose this The essence of the song, exhaustion. And your singing style obsessed with showing off skills, even the unwillingness to love, you only sang a tenth of it."

"Teacher." Ye Yao took two steps forward with dissatisfied eyes, "I think a song can be understood by 1 people in front of 1 people. I am really not convinced that Teacher Xia used his own explanation to refute me. Since Teacher Xia said so, why not sing it and let the audience decide whose feelings are more in place?"

The director saw the fierce battle situation, and Xia Ling didn't save himself just now.

So even if there was such a big mess, he didn't stop it.

When everyone was watching a good show, they saw that Xia Ling had no extra nonsense, stepped on high heels, got up from the seat, and walked onto the stage step by step from the side.

"Then I'll just sing a few words a cappella." She took the microphone in Ye Yao's hand, and looked straight at many audience members who had already stood up in the auditorium and waited to listen to the song.

The surface is calm, but Xia Ling's heart is already tense as if he is standing on the cliff of the abyss, his legs are trembling with fright, but fortunately he is wearing wide-leg trousers, which is convenient for hiding.

Ye Yao on the side smiled, but the smile in the camera was obviously gloating.

Instead, I want to see how Xia Ling, who has a bad voice, made a fool of himself today.

Xia Ling held the microphone, and in order to reduce the tension in her heart, she slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Stop acting like nothing happened.

Why pretend not to understand me sad.

Every sentence of greetings is like a shackle that makes it difficult for me to escape.

Sweet talk is not too much for others, if you are a god, put away your excess light and heat.

Leave me alone, to survive in the dark.

Her ethereal voice diffused into the quiet studio through the microphone, and in every corner, without the aid of any music, it gave people goosebumps.

The voice is clean and neat, without any extra embellishments, it has the direct power to crush people's hearts.

It was as if someone saw a girl crouching in a dark corner with injuries all over her body, crying and longing to escape.

(End of this chapter)

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