Standing under this ancient sky, Heshia walked through the lively crowd. Not only could she hear the various noisy sounds on the street corner, but she could even smell the slightly salty smell and moisture coming from the sea breeze.
The long-haired singer's eyes are like water, and her face under the veil is vague. Her singing voice is different from any singer in today's era. There is no such strong emotional rendering, and there is not much obsession. Standing in the crowd But he seemed to be alone, living in the dark seabed, with only the constant sound of the tide.
There is no sadness in the voice, it is just a narration, which makes people immersed in it, swaying with the waves.
This kind of beauty does not rely on people's praise and praise, nor does it care about the world's evaluation. It just shows the soothing mood of some personal experience and feels the breadth and grandeur of the world.
Unknowingly, a song ended, everything in front of her slowly faded, and finally Heshia woke up from this dream of distant memories.
It was still the lake filled with mist. She was lying on the water covered by huge ice flowers. Her body rippled slightly with the ice flowers under her, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Slowly getting up, Heshia looked at the small iceberg in the lake. Sure enough, the beautiful ghost was still sitting there with her eyes slightly closed.
"Are you awake?" The other party saw Hesia getting up.
"Yes, teacher."
Heshia respects this ghost teacher very much. In fact, when she saw the ghost in the lake at the beginning, she thought she had encountered some kind of mythical creature. The cold air emanating from the other person's body and the kind of death The beauty of dreams is so incompatible with the current bustling and impetuous world.
The other party is just like Heshia thought. He never uses any modern electronic products, as if he has lived from a distant era to the present.
After asking Heshia how she felt about the singer, the ghost woman opposite nodded.
"Teacher, have you ever witnessed that singer's performance?" Hesia asked curiously.
"Yes, but if you ask me which era this is, I won't tell you." The other party seemed to guess the girl's little thoughts, and the ice blue eyes blinked.
The flawless white complex dress fluttered in the air without making any sound, giving it an illusory and ethereal feeling. The other party turned his body, turning his back to the girl and looking into the distance.
"The era I lived in was very far away from today. It's so far away that I need to seal some memories specially so that I won't forget them."
"But I am not what you guessed. I have been living until now, and I have also fallen asleep many times during this period. It can be said that I have spent more than 95% of my life in a deep sleep." She sat on the iceberg. , raised his finger slightly, and butterflies made of ice flew, and then landed on his fingertips.
"It has been less than 20 years since I woke up again. I don't understand modern society any better than you do. I don't know more about the singers and big figures in the history of the Rose Federation than you do."
"But fortunately, music, or history, always repeats and is similar. In the era I lived in, there were many great people. I think I can show you their experiences and elegance, so that you can gain something from them. Insights from experience.”
"Music is actually similar to painting and writing. Generally speaking, the highest level you can achieve often depends on the best work you have seen."
“Human beings cannot create things outside of their knowledge, and when creating, they often unconsciously compare them with the most perfect works in their knowledge in order to discover their own shortcomings and improve them.”
"As for breaking through the peak of your predecessors, after you reach the peak, you will slowly understand why this is the peak. It will naturally become clear."
She patiently told Heshia this, and then asked Heshia to sit with her. The two of them were on the small iceberg, overlooking the ice below, and beautiful figures were printed from time to time.
Among them are poets who play by the campfire, elf girls who sing under the huge trees, orcs who roar and roar by beating giant drums on the battlefield, and mysterious women who spin and dance on the tavern stage. There is a girl in white singing softly, alone under the moon.
Heshia could tell that the people and objects in these scenes should have looked like they had not yet entered the industrial age, or even the interstellar age. From this point of view, the teacher said that his life was in the extremely distant past, which should not be true. Empty.
After watching the past images, the ghost woman told Heshia some differences between classical and modern music, how to choose the style of songs, etc., and finally talked about vocal techniques and some knowledge about breath rotation.
"Because I'm a ghost, it's not easy to teach you how to make sounds. You can learn this with your classmates and music teacher in the academy." She was quite straightforward.
"What I can teach you is more about the singer's talent, such as how to synchronize souls, and how to rely on this talent to perform various secret techniques, and how to constrict your own charm and make yourself look like an ordinary person. wait."
"The ancient line of singers has a lot of knowledge inheritance, such as the Cang Fei Songda and the Fei Songda in the third era. Cang Fei Diva who happened to have met a certain generation in the past also learned a lot. These are all I can teach it to you.”
"Study as soon as possible, Heshia. Maybe in a few years, I will go back to sleep again." She would occasionally speak teasingly and briskly.
"Is the teacher going to sleep again?"
"Well, actually, because I have experienced too much, many things are no longer fresh and interesting. Occasionally, I need to skip the progress and watch videos, so you should understand." A harp made of ice appeared in her arms, and then she gently Toggle lightly.
"The same thing will have different feelings when viewed at different ages. You don't have to deliberately understand my thoughts, you just need to move forward according to your own feelings."
"Youth, ignorance, and timidity are all stages that one must go through in life. The singing voice and emotions that can be sung at that time may not be able to be sung again when they mature and become skilled in the future, so there is no need to be anxious all the time. , revealing everything at the moment is truly moving singing.”
"When you are immature, you sing about the young emotions and childishness, which makes people cute and innocent. When you are confused, you sing about the depression and hesitation in your heart, which also makes people cry. When you are overcoming the suffering, you sing about the difficulty of the process and the joy after success. The joy also makes people excited and sleepless at night.”
"If you always chase the so-called 'good' and 'excellent', you will gradually lose your true self, because those 'good' are actually the emotions that the creators burst out based on their own experiences and perceptions. If you learn, not only It’s hard to get there, and because of setbacks, you will slowly no longer believe in yourself.”
"The most beautiful song must be the song that best suits your mood. What do you want to bring to everyone, Heshia." Before leaving, the ghost asked the girl.
"I don't know the future yet, but if it's in the past, maybe it will be like gray drizzle. But, I don't want to sing such a song, although I know it will be very touching." The girl shook her head, and then jumped from the iceberg As soon as she landed on the lake, an ice flower condensed on the cold water surface for her to step on, until she walked to the shore.
"Then I'll go back first, teacher." Hesia bowed and saluted, saying goodbye to the ghost woman, and then disappeared at the end of the mist.
"This kind of personality is really similar to yours back then, although it's still a little immature." Sitting on the iceberg, the ghost woman murmured softly.
(End of chapter)
