Chapter 598 The Mystery of Dolphin Sound

"Why should I treat your face?" Xia Ling tilted her head cutely.

Nangong Qingya choked on her chest and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. This bitch asked such a mean question? ! If it weren't for her, how could his face be like this? ! But no matter how angry she was, now that she had something to ask for, she had to humbly say, "If your face is cured, the 60 billion will be yours."

"It's really weird," Xia Ling chuckled and said leisurely, "Miss Nangong, did you make a mistake? That 60 billion was originally the money you owed me, but you actually want to use mine Can you negotiate terms with me for money?"

This bitch!

Nangong Qingya wanted to tear Xia Ling into pieces. She endured it again and again, even her voice changed slightly: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Sixty billion, plus interest, should have been given to me." Xia Xiaoling was in a happy mood and felt that the extortion was a good deal. "Besides, how much does Miss Nangong think her face is worth?"

Nangong Qingya felt sad and angry, it turned out that this was her purpose!

Price starts from the ground up!

"Ye Xingling, even 60 billion is not enough. Do you have to empty out the Nangong family?" Nangong Qingya said tremblingly.

"I'm not interested in emptying out the Nangong family." Xia Ling said lightly and skillfully.

Nangong Qingya secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then heard Xia Ling gasping for breath——

"It's just that when someone messes with me, I'm interested in torturing the person who messed with me."

"You!" Nangong Qingya's eyes burst into flames.

Xia Ling smiled lightly: "Miss Nangong, when you were in the sexy underwear store, wouldn't everything be fine if you paid more easily? It was only 30 billion at that time. Later, when Li Lei invited you to the club, it was only Sixty billion. But you guys are not even willing to pay such a small amount of money. Now, okay, you still have to pay more for facial treatment."

What does such a small amount of money mean? !

Nangong Qingya was so angry that she almost went crazy. Sixty billion, did she think it was six hundred yuan? ! Such a little money? ! She actually paid such a small amount of money to show it to others! Bitch!

Nangong Qingya cursed in her heart, bit her lip and remained silent.

Wei Shaoyin yelled crazily from next door again - "Ye Xingling, where have you been? Get out of here! Your song hasn't been recorded yet!"

Xia Ling rubbed her forehead with a headache, jumped down from the desk where she was sitting, and was about to go out. "You take your time and think about it first, I'll go record it."

"Wait a minute." Nangong Qingya took a deep breath and said, "I'll give you 10 billion more."

"Oh." Xia Ling was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the Nangong family was so rich. How could they blackmail another 10 billion so casually?

"Ten billion?" she asked doubtfully, wanting to make sure she heard correctly.

"Twenty billion!" Nangong Qingya's heart was bleeding, "No more! If you want money, you won't risk your life!"

Xia Ling: "..." She swore that she was just asking casually, and she definitely didn't mean to be too little. It was Nangong Qingya who was willing to increase it to 20 billion. She was very innocent, huh.

"Deal," she said briskly.

Over there, Wei Shaoyin was roaring again.

The assistant knocked on the door with a sad face: "Sister Xiao Ling, please go to the recording studio and take a look. Brother Wei is going crazy. Whoever you catch will scold him." All the staff like Xia Ling very much, because when Xia Ling is there, , Wei Shaoyin basically only scolded her, and everyone else was safe. And once she disappears, other staff members begin to suffer.

Xia Ling was speechless and followed the assistant.

"Hey-" Nangong Qingya shouted anxiously from behind.

Unfortunately, Xia Ling didn't hear it.

The door to the spotless recording studio.

Wei Shaoyin was wearing a simple white shirt, platinum-rimmed glasses, and her hand wearing a Patek Philippe was about to poke Xia Ling's face: "You still know how to come back after death! Go into the studio and record! Where is your professional ethics?!"

Xia Ling: "..."

Wei Shaoyin: "What is your look like? Are you dissatisfied?! Believe it or not, I will ban you?!"

Xia Ling asked silently: "...Awei, how much is your entire net worth?"

Wei Shaoyin was stunned: "Huh?"

"... From now on, don't scold me casually. Sister is a woman with six hundred... oh no, eight hundred, oh no, ninety billion." She finally managed to add the gambling debt and mental damage fee to Nangong Qingya's medical treatment. The face money plus the interest on the pocket money given by my brother were calculated. He was so rich that he didn't even include the one million a day interest the Nangong family owed and the five million monthly pocket money Li Lei gave him.

This time Wei Shaoyin was speechless. Is this girl dreaming?

In a blink of an eye, Xia Ling had already entered the recording studio.

When she entered the studio, she seemed to be a different person. She quickly got into the music state. The recorded singing voice was long and passionate, just like the sound of nature. When the song ended, the lingering sound lingered.

Wei Shaoyin outside the shed pondered for a moment: "Do it again."

"Is something wrong?" Xia Ling walked out and asked.

"Xiao Ling, have you noticed that your voice is a little different recently?" Wei Shaoyin paused slightly and thought for a while before speaking, "The range of your voice is higher than before. Sometimes, I can't even tell who you are. Are you singing the pharyngeal sound or the whistle sound?" The whistle sound is the dolphin sound. It is a natural range and cannot be acquired.

"How could..." Xia Ling was about to say how could she sing the whistle, but suddenly she was stunned.

When I think about it carefully, my pronunciation just now is really similar to when I sang the whistle in my previous life.

"Even the unconscious movements are like making a whistle." Wei Shaoyin said, raising his hand to slightly press the back of the ear, "The sounding method of the whistle is different from ordinary sounds. In order to locate the pitch, , Singers who sing whistles will subconsciously do this movement - for example, the former queen Xia Ling used fingertip touch to locate the position. Just when you were recording the treble part, you also raised your hand. "

Xia Ling was stunned. Could it be that her dolphin voice was back? !

This unscientific!

She walked into the studio like a sleepwalker. This time, she carefully felt her high notes. Sure enough, compared to the ordinary pharyngeal interpretation, her vocal range was now more flexible and brighter. He gently pressed his hands behind his ears, feeling very involved and enjoying himself.

It's a little worse than the dolphin sound in the previous life.

But it is definitely not the category of pharyngeal sounds.

"How could this happen?" She whispered after the song ended.

Wei Shaoyin pushed open the glass door and came in with a look of disbelief on her face: "Are you developing for the second time? Such a miracle has never happened in the history of music! This is more incredible than a person's gift of dolphin sound!"

"I'm a little dizzy..." Xia Ling said, pushing Wei Shaoyin away and sitting on the small sofa nearby.

Looking back, when did the sound start to sound wrong?

"At your first concert, your performance in the treble section amazed many people. At that time, I thought you practiced your throat vocals very hard and achieved outstanding results..." Wei Shaoyin said.