The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

Lin Chi took a deep breath, “There are still a lot of problems.
First, you didn’t fully remember the lyrics and you sang wrong in some places.
Second, you sang the climax wrong and third, the song you sang lacked feeling.”

“Listen again and then start recording a second time.”

Lin Chi didn’t give Gu Mian any time to react and played the song again vigorously.

The second time Gu Mian sang better than the first time and the problem of lyrics and the sound was gone.

But Lin Chi felt that it wasn’t enough.
He felt that with her natural gift, she should be able to sing better.

“The lyrics are okay, but your feelings aren’t enough.
When you sang this song, you didn’t put your feelings in it at all.”

Gu Mian pursed her lips and suggested, “Can’t you fix the sound later?” That was how the original owner did it.　　

But when Lin Chi heard these words, he asked incredulously, “Why don’t you just sing well?”

Gu Mian answered naturally, “Save time and effort.”

“No, your idea is wrong! Music is alive.
How can you treat it so perfunctorily? Miss Gu, I remember you also participated in the filming of Ask the Immortals.
During the filming process, could it be that you didn’t feel anything?”

Gu Mian shook her head honestly, “No.” 

She didn’t know how to act and all she thought about at the time was to finish quickly.

Lin Chi was blocked by her words and almost choked to death.

He opened his mouth, took a deep breath and explained as patiently as possible, “In short, when you sing, you have to be emotional.
Imagine that you Ying Lian loved Cang Shen, but hadn’t received a response for a long time.
Finally, Cang Shen had become a God and you can only look up at him obsessively.
Think about it this way.
Do you get the feeling? Isn’t it very desolate? But when you sing, desolation isn’t enough, you need to sing it beautifully, this way it’s touching enough, understand?”

Lin Chi didn’t expect Gu Mian to answer him. 

He was afraid that he would be pissed off by her answer, so he said directly, “Whether you understand it or not, you should sing it a few more times first to find the feeling, okay?”

Gu Mian pursed her lips, put on the headphones again and stood in front of the microphone.
She just wanted to finish the music recording work as soon as possible and go home early.

Although she didn’t substitute herself into Ying Lian, nor did she feel the mood of Ying Lian, she felt that she would sing better.

When Gu Mian sang the third time, she obviously didn’t think about anything, but she sang with feeling.

What Lin Chi said was right.
Music was alive.

It wasn’t that people gave life to it, but it had life in itself, guiding her to slowly invest in it, making the singing more exciting.

After she finished the song, she slowly opened her eyes.

Lin Chi outside was full of excitement and a staff member was applauding her.
Maybe she sang well.

Gu Mian turned her gaze and saw a person standing not far away from Lin Chi who surprised her.

Lou Che.

Shouldn’t he still be acting? Why did he come here suddenly?

Gu Mian took off the earphones and went outside.

The staff member said enthusiastically, “Ms.
Gu sang for the first two times without the right feelings.
This time, she sang emotionally and was full of feelings.
Ms.
Gu must be singing to you.”

Gu Mian subconsciously looked at Lou Che when she heard that sentence that distorted the facts too much.

He wouldn’t believe it, right? She closed her eyes when she sang and didn’t even know he was there.
The staff member was really trying to lick Lou Che’s boots.

Gu Mian seemed to see a flash of smile in Lou Che’s eyes, like shooting stars passing by.
It should be her illusion.

But Gu Mian knew it shouldn’t be an illusion.

Could it be that he really believed it?