Chapter 190 How to Speak

Gorgeous and beautiful melody.

Psychedelic, erratic, long and short, luxurious and romantic.

What Xia Ling sang was the single "Fireworks" designated by Xia Yu for her. This song was produced by Feng Kun. It is also the only song Feng Kun has produced for anyone other than Xia Ling in more than ten years. song. Xia Yu thought that no one could sing such a difficult song well, but she never imagined that the opponent in front of her was her own sister, a perfect partner who had worked with Feng Kun for ten years. If there was only one person in the world who could sing If Feng Kun's song is good, then this person must be Xia Ling.

Although it's the first time I sang this song.

But Xia Ling is familiar with Feng Kun's style, and understands every context of his succession and transition. "Fireworks are as cold as a picture, and the years are gone... The fireworks are reflected in your eyes and you can't see the end of the world..." Her singing, every word, is exciting.

The audience in the audience was mesmerized and silent.

The song ends, and the lingering sound lingers.

Xia Ling gracefully lifted the hem of her white skirt and bowed to take a bow.

Only then did everyone react, and the applause sounded for a long time.

"It's even better than the original song, it's unbelievable..." Some audience members murmured.

"What's better than the original song? It's obviously a thousand miles better than the original song!" another audience member retorted.

"Ah, it's so wonderful. It's such a waste for a singer like Ye Xingling to give Wei Shao a voice. She is a natural fit for Feng Kun. Feng Kun's lyrics and music seem to be tailor-made for her!" said the third audience member. .

"Ye Xingling, stay with Feng Kun!"

"Ye Xingling, stay with Feng Kun!" The scattered shouts gradually formed a wave.

Xia Ling was speechless. Now she finally understood how Ah Wei felt when she walked on the red carpet. The waves of calls were really... very stressful.

"I...I'm already with Li Lei." She held up the microphone and said weakly.

The scene was filled with screams and whistles. Oh my god, this was the first time she had admitted her relationship with Li Lei! Wasn't there some rumor this afternoon that she denied it? The situation in front of me...is very clear!

"Ah, Xiao Ling is doing great!"

"Be happy with the boss!"

"Abandon the boss and go to the emperor!"

"Feng Kun is suitable for you!"

"Our Feng Kun belongs to Ah Wei!"

The whole scene was in chaos, and it had turned into a big fight between Tianyi fans, Emperor fans, and various artist fans. Everyone was so excited that they waved their hands and shouted out their support for the pairing.

Although Xia Ling has a lot of stage experience, she obviously has insufficient experience in dealing with scandals. She was a little intimidated by everyone's enthusiasm. She was at a loss with the microphone and glanced at Feng Kun with a guilty look.

The host jumped out at the right time and handed the microphone to Feng Kun's mouth: "Brother Feng, what do you think?"

Feng Kun looked at Xia Ling with a smile, and his deep magnetic voice was like gentle water: "Ye Xingling, welcome to the Emperor." When they got along in private, he called her her nickname in her previous life, Xiao Ling, but in formal occasions, he called her Ye Xingling——is this a coincidence? Or did he protect her only after realizing something happened? Too bad she didn't notice.

But Feng Kun's proposal was simply terrifying.

There was a new upsurge of screaming in the audience.

The Wei Shao fan named Qiqi shouted loudly: "What should I do about my Wei Wei?" The girl's decibel was too high, and passed through the noisy background sound of a group of people and reached Feng Kun's ears.

Feng Kun still smiled and glanced at the audience, then at Wei Shaoyin whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and finally at Xia Ling: "Welcome to bring Ah Wei."

"Ahhhhhh-" The scream almost broke the roof.

Xia Ling was speechless, Akun, how long have we not seen each other, and you have learned how to sell rotten food? What do you want A Wei to do? Look at Ah Wei's fur! Exploded! It’s so hairy! Got it! …

Sure enough, Wei Shaoyin gritted her teeth and uttered three words loudly: "I won't go!"

Feng Kun's face showed just the right amount of disappointment, and he was as gentle and calm as a big brother next door.

Xia Ling just wanted to sigh, Wei, look at other people's magnanimity, and then look at yourself... Well, no wonder there are always a bunch of rotten girls matching you, and you are the tsundere who comes to your door. ah……

Xia Ling couldn't bear to look directly.

Feng Kun changed the subject: "Ye Xingling, your performance is very good. If I have the chance, I hope to compose a song for you."

"Thank you." Xia Ling's smile was like a mask. She tried her best to hide herself in front of Feng Kun.

The host was excited: "Brother Feng, do you want to compose a song for Ye Xingling? As far as I know, you once said that there will be no more music after Xia Ling's death. What made you approve of Ye Xingling?"

There is no music after Xia Ling's death.

This is his highest praise for her.

Xia Ling's eyes were slightly hot, and she looked away for fear of being caught.

"Fate." Feng Kun said vaguely. He has always been a smart man and knows what to say and what not to say. He never mentions that she looks like Xia Ling, for fear of being spotted by Pei Ziheng and Chu Chen. He also never mentions that she will reach a higher level than Xia Ling. Afraid of killing her. A sentence of fate can be summed up in thousands of words.

"Brother Feng, what do you want Li Lei to think when you say that?" the host joked.

The scene screamed again.

The host moved the microphone towards Xia Ling.

Xia Ling blinked and avoided the important issue: "Maybe we can discuss Xia Yu's issue first."

Only then did everyone remember that Xia Yu was still on the stage, standing alone, with a smile on his face that could hardly be maintained. She said pitifully: "Ye Xingling, you sang well."

She wanted to get away with it, Xia Ling's singing was much better than her original singing.

But Xia Ling was not so easy to let her go, and said with a smile: "Yes, I promised to teach you how to sing." It was an understatement, but it was full of bloodshed - can't you sing? Then let me show you!

"Don't deceive people too much." Xia Yu was about to cry.

"Why are you talking?" Wei Shaoyin was unhappy again, "Xia Yu, your sense of music is not good to begin with, why don't you let others talk about it? What's the use of crying? You can't sing with tears, go back and listen to it yourself Listening to what you sang live today, how much courage does it take to dare to stand on the stage at this level? No wonder Feng Kun has made songs for your sister for a lifetime, and is only willing to make one for you. If it were me, one song I won’t do it either.”

The whole place was in an uproar.

What he said was clearly saying that Feng Kun looked down on Xia Yu and was stirring up discord within the Emperor.

The on-site director excitedly said to the cameraman: "Quick, Qie Fengkun! Qie Fengkun!"

The camera instantly focused on Feng Kun, and on the live screens on both sides of the stage, that quiet face was continuously enlarged until every subtle expression was clearly visible.

To everyone's surprise, Feng Kun smiled slightly.

"A Wei," he said calmly, "I didn't even know you had such a high opinion of Xia Ling."