Qi Qingnuo smiled.

After finishing the cup quickly, Yang Jingxing said, "I'll take you back first."

Qi Qingnuo agreed and went to tell his father. Qi Dawei suggested that Yang Jingxing shouldn't go to so much trouble. Qi Qingnuo's taxi home only cost more than ten yuan.

Qi Qingnuo actually despised his father: "What a verbose person."

After sending Qi Qingnuo home smoothly, Yang Jingxing returned to the bar. Cheng Lu and others were already ready to set off, obviously following Qi Dawei's arrangement.

Yang Jingxing called Fu Feirong: "Go and have a look too, and then go home on the way."

Fu Feirong quickly went in to get her bag and coat.

Zhao Gu asked Fu Feirong to sit in front, and the four of them crowded in the back seat. Yang Jingxing first took Fu Feirong to the subway station to familiarize himself with the directions, and even asked her about the route.

Person in charge Zhao Gu: "When you arrive soon, call us and we will pick you up."

Fu Feirong shook his head: "No need."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's okay to pick it up, but don't come over tonight."

When I arrived at the rental house, I found that it had been tidied up. The musical instruments and equipment were all placed in the living room. They said they would make do downstairs for a few days before finishing the work upstairs. Zhao Gu had already inquired, and there was no one on the third floor during the day.

Two bunk beds were squeezed into a small bedroom, and there was almost no room for people to stand on them. Zhao Gu said that when the bed is expected to be moved up, he will move one to the living room, and then add a chain or order a partition.

The other bedroom was reserved for Fu Feirong. Zhao Gu said, "You can rest here during the day. Do you want a bed? I'll change the lock tomorrow and give you the key."

Yang Jingxing planned to buy several air conditioners, but Zhao Gu insisted that installing one in the rehearsal room above would be enough, and it would be for Fu Feirong. They didn't care. If the heat in summer is really unbearable, they can sleep on the floor upstairs.

Yang Jingxing gave Fu Feirong a plan: "From now on, I will come here to rehearse in the morning, go to work in the afternoon, and go home after work. Work harder."

Fu Feirong nodded: "It's not hard."

After standing and talking for a while, Sun Qiao found a chair for Yang Jingxing. He did not sit on it, but said bluntly: "Even if you have officially started cooperating, please work harder. According to my standards, they are not quite qualified, except

Brother Gu."

Others looked ashamed, Zhao Gu nodded: "We must work hard!"

Yang Jingxing said to Fei Rong: "You are the one who needs the most effort. You have just started. You need to think more about it yourself, and you and the band need to learn from each other. I will come over to join you in practice in the future."

Fu Feirong nodded, and Yang Jingxing said to Zhao Gu again: "You must continue with your creations. I support you. Fu Feirong can also follow suit and broaden his horizons. But the basic skills of musical instruments really need to be strengthened."

Liu Caijing seemed self-aware: "I will practice more in the future."

Yang Jingxing said: "Let's do this for today. Is it convenient at night? Do you have daily necessities?"

Zhao Gu said it would not be a problem at all, and then he sent Yang Jingxing and Fu Feirong downstairs with several others, and told Fu Feirong again: "When you arrive tomorrow, just call me and I will pick you up."

After getting in the car to go home, Yang Jingxing asked Fu Feirong: "Isn't it not as fun as before?"

Fu Feirong shook his head: "It's fun...not tiring."

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Is it still fresh?"

Fu Feirong understood the meaning: "I'm not so nervous anymore."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "That's good. Do you still like singing?"

Fu Feirong nodded seriously: "I like it, I like it more and more."

Yang Jingxing asked: "How do you feel?"

Fu Feirong sat upright and thought for a while before hesitating: "It's just...it feels more and more difficult."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "It means you are getting started. Where do you find it difficult to set up?"

Fu Feirong was finally willing to look at Yang Jingxing: "I just don't know how to sing it well."

Yang Jingxing said: "You have a nice voice, so you have to think about how to sing well. I originally wanted you to figure it out on your own, but I still have to remind you a few points. Don't learn ethnic singing, it's not suitable for you. The same goes for jazz. You are different from Sister Ran. Don't imitate.

Bel canto, that requires many years of skill, and you are not suitable for it. Don't think that pop singing is not advanced enough. As long as you sing well and can impress people, it is good. Rock and roll, you can try it."

Fu Feirong nodded: "Hmm... Actually, I don't know what it means. I just think it's good when I don't sing it like that."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "Each one has its own merits. Do you want to focus on all the advantages? It's impossible."

Fu Feirong also smiled.

Yang Jingxing continued: "Talents are also different. Some people have loud high notes, some have strong bass, some have emotional and emotional voices, and some have ethereal and soft voices. You also have talent, which is to have a good tone. This is the first thing you need to grasp, and based on this...

"

The singing issue was discussed along the way, and Fu Feirong showed enthusiasm for his work. Sometimes it was as if he had returned to the curiosity and eagerness he had when he first met Yang Jingxing.

"That's right... I knew I wanted to sing like that, but what I sang was completely different from what I thought. I don't know what happened!" Fu Feirong looked excited and annoyed.

Yang Jingxing said: "Singing means controlling your own voice, which is very difficult. Just like playing the piano, you need to control your fingers. If you ask Yu Xinting, she also knows how to play, but she may not be able to play it well."

Fu Feirong was a little grateful: "She encouraged me... She said she was sometimes angry and wanted to smash the piano."

Yang Jingxing said: "Don't listen to her. If the piano is smashed, you can buy it again. What should I do if my throat is smashed?"

Fu Feirong laughed: "I bought a book about coaching..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Just practice your pitch well. Some books teach you blindly."

Fu Feirong said: "No, it's Professor Zhou from your school."

Yang Jingxing still said: "That's Bel Canto. Different people have different methods."

Fu Feirong nodded: "Then I won't look behind you."

Halfway through, Fu Feirong answered the phone: "Xinting's... Hello... No, we're going home soon... We just walked for a while... It's okay, better than where I live now... Well, in the car...

...Hehe, you speak Mandarin first..."

This phone call was basically all nonsense, and of course it also talked about food: "...the kiwis we bought are not delicious, the wild ones in our hometown are so small and so sweet... Oh, that must be different... No, really...

... I asked my family to send it... I have to wait until July or August, according to the lunar calendar... I will call you later. I was talking about singing just now."

Yang Jingxing said: "You guys talk... tell her to go to bed early and remember to eat."

After arriving, Yang Jingxing didn't get out of the car, put down Fu Feirong and went home. He called Qi Qingnuo: "Still not asleep yet?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Are you just monitoring whether I am sleeping?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm home. Will you go to work tomorrow in the morning or afternoon?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "Afternoon."

Yang Jingxing said, "I'll go over and have a look. Will you come to school this morning?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "There are classes in the morning."

Yang Jingxing said: "Then you go to bed early."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Hey, you've been talking about it for so long, why have I never dreamed of you?"

Yang Jingxing said angrily: "It's not strange."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Come on tonight."

Yang Jingxing said: "Then I won't wish you a good dream."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Did you have a sweet dream?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm done."
Chapter completed!