After recording the program, it was considered a celebration and a place to find a conversation. Zhao Pingye and the other two found a quiet small restaurant.

While eating, Zhao Pingye looked at Song Qingci and said, "Have you thought about what to sing for the next song?"

Song Qingci shook her head, "I haven't thought about it yet, but instructor Zhou Yuanjie gave me some songs and asked me to choose a few songs from it."

Zhao Pingye looked up slightly, and Song Qingci quickly took out his hand from his bag, clicked on a photo and handed it to Zhao Pingye.

Zhao Pingye took it and took a look. The title of eight or nine songs was written on the blank page of the photo.

He is not familiar with some songs, but based on the three or four songs he is familiar with, it is enough to see the whole body by a glance.

Sure enough, the songs Zhou Yuanjie selected for Song Qingci are quite prominent in their voice characteristics.

It’s not that these songs are not good. When Zhao Pingye first started participating in the competition, he also chose the same type of song for Song Qingci so that she could be remembered quickly.

But if all the songs you sing rely on your own tone, it is easy to be labeled as "bad singing skills".

Therefore, Song Qingci should now sing some difficult and highly skilled songs, which is also an opportunity to exercise your singing skills.

After taking the phone handed over by Zhao Pingye, Song Qingci asked: "Boss, which song do you think I'm good at singing?"

Zhao Pingye said: "Let's change another song."

"What else?"

"Just sing "Love but Can't Be"."

""Love but not to be able to"?" Jiang Nanxue, who was burying his head, raised her head, "Why do you sing this song? This song emphasizes the rapid changes in voice and breath, and it has nothing to do with the singer's voice."

"It's not that it doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter." Zhao Hirano said: "Of course you have to choose a suitable singer to choose a song for a singer. Because this song has nothing to do with the tone, it is suitable for most singers."

"No, why don't we take advantage of our voice? Why do we have to make so many twists and turns when we steadily advance to the bureau?"

Zhao Pingye said: "That's because we advance not to advance, but to advance for the future."

Jiang Nanxue muttered a sensation and didn't say much.

Zhao Pingye looked at Song Qingci, "Can you sing this song?"

Song Qingci nodded, "I sang it before, but I feel it's okay."

"Then let's practice this song this week, well... the students' practices should start to separate now, right?"

"Yes, it's from this week. Each of us will prepare our own songs in private, but the program team will provide each of us with a small singing room, and we can also use stage rehearsals by ourselves."

"Okay, I saved me the money to rent a recording studio. By the way, outsiders can go in, right?"

"The people in the program team said it was OK, but they couldn't disturb others."

"Then let's go together tomorrow."

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"You want to sing "Love but Not"?"

Zhou Yuanjie looked at Song Qingci in surprise.

Song Qingci nodded.

Zhou Yuanjie reminded: "Your biggest advantage now is your tone. In terms of singing skills, others are actually not much worse than you. If you choose this song, it is equivalent to giving up your own advantages and then competing with others at the same level. Moreover, this song is very difficult, and it is easy to collapse if you don't pay attention to it."

Song Qingci said according to what Zhao Pingye gave: "I want to challenge myself."

"It's great that you have this challenging spirit, but..." Zhou Yuanjie thought of something and changed his tone: "That's right. If you don't break through your comfort zone, you will never know where you are. Yes, just choose this song. I look forward to your performance next week."

"Thank you, Director Zhou."

"What's the point of thanking for this? I can only give you some advice. You still have to walk the road yourself."

Walking out of Zhou Yuanjie, Song Qingci came to his own small singing room.

"The Voice of China" is now extremely popular and profitable, so the singing room provided by the program team to each student is quite good, and it is not shoddy because there are too many students.

Jiang Nanxue touched these audio equipment and sighed: "The program team is really bleeding. It actually built a floor and transformed all rooms into recording rooms. It's so rich!"

Finally, Jiang Nanxue said again: "But these recording equipment are so good, why aren't there many contestants here to practice singing?"

"Many people rented recording studios outside to practice," Song Qingci replied.

"Yes, everyone is an opponent. If someone knows the song you sing, it means you lose the opportunity." Jiang Nanxue turned to look at Zhao Pingye, "Why don't you rent a recording studio for us? It's not that you don't have money."

Zhao Pingye replied: "Why do you need to spend money if you have ready-made ones? Besides, what if you are eavesdropped? Can he still ban this song? Everything depends on your own strength. If you are strong enough, others will have no choice but to do anything to you. Okay, celadon, sing it first and listen to it."

Jiang Nanxue quickly released the accompaniment. Song Qingci held the microphone and sang a few lines before she could sing, Zhao Pingye interrupted: "Wait, wait, don't press your voice and release your voice."

Jiang Nanxue said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you insist on choosing this song that has nothing to do with the tone? Now you want to let Qingci release your voice again. Isn't this a joke?"

Zhao Pingye said: "I didn't say that I asked her to learn the original singing style. Also, the effect of each song is related to the singer's tone, but what this song requires more is singing skills."

After saying that, Zhao Pingye looked at Song Qingci, "Find your own comfort point, never learn the original singing style, and sing this song in your own singing way."

Song Qingci nodded, thought for a while, tried to sing and said to Zhao Pingye: "Is that true?"

"It's almost the same, but I still have to let go a little more and turn my throat a little more."

Song Qingci sang another tentative sentence, and Zhao Pingye interrupted: "It seems a little deliberate now, let's find another feeling."

After five or six times in a row, Song Qingci still couldn't find the feeling, and Jiang Nanxue said impatiently: "This song was originally sung, you have to ask her to find the feeling, how do you find it? This is equivalent to forcing a rooster to lay a duck egg. Can it be born?"

Zhao Pingye said: "It's not the case, you're still wrong. I chose this song not to let you give up your voice, but we have to use it to make it use of it. But it's not to let you use this song that doesn't highlight your voice, which is of course undesirable. You have to find a balance point in it."

Jiang Nanxue covered her forehead and said, "I'm dizzy. Can you speak more bluntly?"

"To be honest, voice can be icing on the cake, but it must not be a timely help."

Song Qingci was stunned when she heard this. She thought of something and started singing again.

She only focused on how to sing this sentence well, and then opened her throat and released her voice at the turn of the end, like a beautiful tail feather raised by a phoenix.

Zhao Pingye said, "Yes, icing on the cake."
Chapter completed!