"Disheveled hair, many scars, if you don't recognize me..."
"Yet it sprouted, blossomed with a smile, and its belly grew bigger and bigger..."
Bai Puti held the microphone and sang softly.
“Stop, this doesn’t feel right. It’s too deliberate, it sounds like a forced moan…” Yu Jianing interrupted her.
The atmosphere in the Yellow Team's practice room was unusually gloomy.
They had been practicing for almost two hours when they returned from the studio, but they still hadn't found the right balance in controlling their emotions.
"Everyone, take a break... Although there is no dance performance in this song, we should still be careful to protect our voices."
After saying that, Xiao Ning took her water bottle and walked to the window alone.
Actually, she hadn't fully mastered this song either. Although she sang it better than everyone else, it still lacked a certain something.
It's that kind of feeling... the more you listen, the more heartbroken you get!
Rather than pure despair, it should be more about heaviness; otherwise, all the deeper meaning would be lost...
Bullet comments—
[It seems this song is indeed quite difficult; both of her livestreams, which were selected for the song, were in this state.]
Why does Xiao Ning look a little upset? She sang really well just now.
[Maybe it just felt off. Although her singing was the best among the two teams, it was still a little lacking. I'm not a professional, so I can't really pinpoint what was wrong.]
...
"My darlings, take a rest~ Did I arrive just in time?"
At this moment, Fu Yachi pushed open the door and poked her head in.
"Professor Fu!"
Upon seeing the person who arrived, the trainees were visibly delighted.
It's important to know that Fu Yachi is absolutely the pinnacle of the depressing genre, both in her stage performances and her childhood experiences...
Her guidance on how to sing this song is definitely better than their own skill!
"Everyone, don't be shy, come sit down." Xiao Chi waved her hand, and everyone sat in a circle around her.
"I watched your practice backstage just now..."
She looked at Yu Jianing, who was closest to her: "You sang quite well, but it's still a little far from perfect."
“Hmm…” Jia Ning nodded in agreement.
"What's the most important thing in perfectly performing a song? Isn't it about infusing your own emotions, bringing the lyrics to life, and creating vivid imagery?"
Fu Yachi watched as everyone began their teaching session:
"So, before you can connect with your own emotions, do you have to understand what story the song is telling?"
"This song is based on a true story. It tells the story of a little girl who was violated by a bad person and became pregnant out of wedlock."
"It was clearly not her fault, but the outside world still pointed fingers at her and watched her with indifference."
"So, is the emotional state of this song a combination of sadness, despair, and heaviness, rather than just despair?"
Seeing that everyone remained silent, looking as if they understood but not quite, Fu Yachi patiently continued, "It's okay if you don't understand, I'll put it another way."
"When someone infuses a song with their own emotions, can we understand that as empathy?"
"Try to put yourself in the story and imagine yourself as the protagonist. What is your mental state after experiencing all of this?"
"Take your time to experience and feel it..."
"Once you understand it thoroughly, you can sing about this combination of emotions!"
Bullet comments—
[666, no wonder she's the center of the Tianxing Girls Group, this explanation is perfect, even I understood it!]
After hearing Xiao Chi's words, I excitedly opened the karaoke app, only to be kicked out a minute later.
[Brain: I understand!]
[Voice: Do you think I'm good enough for you?]
...
Yu Jianing thought about the lyrics and gently closed her eyes.
She tried to quickly immerse herself in the scene...
But a deeply hidden memory suddenly surged into her mind!
"Little bunny, open the door..."
An eerie song drifted from outside the door, and the half-grown child on the hospital bed huddled fearfully in a corner.
"Click!" The sound of the door lock being opened.
A middle-aged man wearing a mask and a white coat slowly walked into the room.
"Open it quickly...I need to get in..."
"Ah!" she cried out and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Little Jia Ning, you're being naughty. Uncle came to see you and brought you your favorite lemonade. Why are you burying your head in the blanket and ignoring Uncle?"
The middle-aged man lifted the blanket.
Yu Jianing was about to run away when the other person grabbed her shoulder.
"Little Jia Ning, you're so heartless! Uncle gave it back to you this morning, and you secretly put on cartoons..."
"Uncle is very angry now... He's going to punish Jia Ning severely!"
As he spoke, he began to tear at the girl's hospital gown...
"ah!"
Yu Jianing screamed as her memories receded like a tide, startling everyone who was immersed in the role.
"What's wrong, Xiao Ning?" Bai Puti looked at her in confusion.
"Huff..." Jia Ning didn't speak, she just breathed heavily, her whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
"Jia Ning?" Fu Yachi called her again, the former's demeanor didn't seem to indicate she was too immersed in the role...
It was like her own experience? This made her involuntarily think of the day she put away her phone, and how afraid she was of closing the door?
Thinking of this, she glanced at the camera not far away and quickly spoke up to explain:
"Everyone, stop watching and try to get into the feeling yourself first, but please don't get too caught up in the role like Xiao Ning did."
Bullet comments—
[That startled me! I wondered what had happened, but it turns out I just got caught up in the emotions.]
[Holy crap, seriously, the way Xiao Ning screamed just now, and her subsequent behavior, made me genuinely believe she'd been through something like that!]
No, no, Xiao Ning isn't unlucky.
[Upstairs, I feel like you're subtly criticizing someone?]
...
"N-nothing...it's nothing..." Xiao Ning seemed to have recovered a little and waved to everyone.
Then he lowered his head and covered his face with trembling hands.
This is... a memory that my third sister hid for me...
That pervert... let me go this morning...
Yellow porn movies? They even said they'd come see me tonight...bring me treats...and play some games adults can play...
He kept tearing at my clothes that night... My third sister killed him... with the ballpoint pen in his pocket...
Eyes...neck...
My hands are covered in blood... It smells so awful... It's disgusting...
He screamed so pitifully... but he was the only doctor on duty that night!
Everyone knows I did it…
But I am innocent! Because murder committed by a mentally ill person is not a crime! Or perhaps it's the Law on the Protection of Minors, or self-defense...
Can……
From a certain perspective...
My third sister is me too!
Yu Jianing's body slowly stopped trembling, and a strange smile appeared on her lips.
However, she quickly concealed it, as if nothing had happened...
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