Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 52 Schrödinger's Daughter
Not long after eating, the Line message alert sound was like a whistling storm, and it shook violently.

Sage Kitahara picked up his mobile phone, and among the members of the Gravity Band of Destiny, Minister Sugawara sent a dozen web links in a row.

Beiyuan Xianren clicked on the webpage link, but did not want to go directly to the official studio account of Amamiya Masahiro. The latest tweet announced the name of Amamiya Masahiro's band. In just one hour, the number of replies was already terrifying. .

The sage of Beiyuan pressed the button of the mobile phone and continued to look down, his expression immediately became strange.

Begonia fruit? ? ?
At the same time, group messages continued to float from the top of the screen.

"Kagawa Ningning: Such a cute name (worship)"

"Tsurumi Chiharu: It's vulgar and stupid, and it sounds ugly."

"Kagawa Ningning:"

"Minister Sugawara: No one of you is wondering why you are called Haitang Guo? The popularity of the topic has jumped to the top of the list."

"Kuriyama Mizuho: Maybe she likes to eat?"

Beiyuan sage silently pretended to be dumb. Perhaps only he and Amamiya Yahira knew this question best in the world. In the afternoon, Amamiya Yahira asked him what wild sour jujube looked like. , to test whether Amamiya Masahiro recognized him, but she obviously did not know, but she pretended to know, and even mocked him.

Beiyuan Xianren opened the comment area and immediately saw that several people had posted pictures of Begonia fruit.

His expression suddenly froze. Should I buy personal accident insurance in advance?

Sage Kitahara touched his nose, opened a private chat with Mizuho Kuriyama, typed and sent: You can sing another pop song, and I will analyze the problem.

Li Shan quickly replied with a voice clip. After Beiyuan Xianren played it for a while, Beiyuan Huagu, who was washing dishes, was suddenly refreshed and turned his head suddenly, "Is it Master?"

He looked at his daughter in surprise, "Can you hear her voice ten years ago?"

"How can you not hear it, we are masters and apprentices." Beiyuan Huagu murmured, jumped off the wooden bench, and came over curiously.

The sage of Beiyuan played it several times, no need to study it, it was still an old problem, and it was an authentic opera.

He pondered for a while, only by deeply understanding the problem can he find a solution, so he took a sip of water to moisten his throat, intending to experience the state of Bel Canto voice after a long absence.

In the past three months, it was the first time that he practiced Bel Canto again, but it was very simple. He opened his mouth, imagined that there was a sip of water in his mouth and did not leak out. He imitated the sound of a bee making a hum in his nose, and then he found the nasal cavity with ease. At the vocal point, the thoracic cavity and the pharyngeal cavity are quickly connected in series, and the whole cavity gradually participates in resonance, a little bit of regulation, and then controls the diaphragm to push the breath, maintains the stability of the larynx, and sings the sound practice letters. It was only the first time that he tried it. In a similar way, the bel canto was restored again.

Moreover, pharynx is the foundation of Bel Canto. With the three months of hell-style pharynx practice to lay the foundation, his voice status is still quite good.

All this in less than half a minute.

Beiyuan Xianren is not unexpectedly successful. Although he majored in vocal music in his previous life, it was popular, but he also practiced bel canto for more than two years when he was a child, and he also used it for art examinations. He knows what is right and what is wrong, and he can avoid it. There are many detours, and now it is nothing more than re-walking the old way, it is very easy, and I replace it with other beginners, learn from scratch bit by bit, and if I want to complete the process he just did, it will take a month to find the right voice, and it is just looking for For the feeling, the brain is a little more stupid.

Singing is an "abstract" thing. Unlike painting, you can see where there is a problem at a glance, where the lines are not well drawn, where there is a problem with the relationship between the weak and the weak. It is impossible to directly observe, relatively speaking, it depends on understanding and talent.

Just like the teacher often said, "When you sing high notes, you need to sink your breath." Many people don't understand what it means to sink your breath, and how to do it is like cultivating internal skills.

But in fact, this is already a very concise and easy to understand statement. It is not impossible for professional teachers to show a lot of professional terms, but it will only make beginners more confused.

Beiyuan Huagu listened for a while, then suddenly asked, "Dad knows Go, that was taught by grandfather, writing was taught by Sister Qinyin, and the instrument was taught by Sister Amemiya, but who taught vocal music?"

Beiyuan Xianren was silent for a while, and quickly said with a straight face: "Does your father know that he is a genius? I have learned from others before. Have you finished your homework, hurry back to your room to do your homework, and I will check it for you later."

He reached out and rubbed his daughter's head, got up, left his seat, and went upstairs to the bedroom.

He opened the jacket door and sat in front of the desk. He stared at the floor-to-ceiling window opposite, thinking back to the state of the Bel Canto voice just now.

The vocal state of Bel Canto is that the whole cavity participates in resonance, and the larynx needs to be kept stable at all times. This is exactly the opposite of popular singing, and the resulting sound characteristics are also completely different. If you can change it in one or more of the links Mizuho Kuriyama's vocal habit should have a curative effect.

Beiyuan Xianren considered it carefully, integrated the opinions and methods, and the editor sent it to Mizuho Kuriyama, asking her to practice this privately first, and then continue to think about other things.

Not half an hour later, there was a soft sound behind him, Beiyuan Huagu opened the door with a probing head, slipped in quickly, and sat beside him with a smile.

"What is Dad thinking, why didn't you practice the piano?"

Beiyuan Xianren retracted his divergent thoughts, glanced at his daughter and said, "I'm thinking of a way to get you a household registration, so I can't let you hide at home all the time."

Huagu opened his mouth and couldn't bear to hit his father, so he didn't speak bluntly.

There is no way, she has checked it specially, the modern household registration system is very perfect, and there are no loopholes to be drilled. Now the children in the orphanage will have special identity records in the civil affairs unit. She is a child who suddenly appeared and has no identity. The clue was to go the way of the orphanage, but the orphanage did not dare to accept her, and she was already ten years old, just beyond the upper age limit for adoption in most orphanages.

Beiyuan Huagu was very distressed. She didn't want to see her father who had no spirit. She always reminded her of the very tired and exhausted look of her father ten years later.

She racked her brains and thought for a while, and she said, "Dad, this is actually a good thing."

Beiyuan Xianren looked over in surprise.

"Huagu has no household registration and no identity files. From a legal point of view, hehe. We are not father and daughter." Beiyuan Huagu was afraid of being beaten, so he quickly slipped his short legs and slipped to the door. Yan Shishi was behind the door, revealing half of his small head quietly, and looked at Xianren Beiyuan with a smile.

Beiyuan Xianren frowned and told him intuitively that the child was about to start acting rude again.

Beiyuan Huagu watched his father's every move vigilantly with a small face, "This means that Huagu's identity still has unlimited possibilities, and my father is 17 years old this year, and Huagu is [-] years old. Look, there is actually not much difference in age between us."

"Besides, no one else knows how old Huagu is. I said that I am 13 years old, and no one will doubt it. If I grow a little taller this year, I can be 16 years old, hehe."

Beiyuan Xianren narrowed his eyes slightly, and put aside his worries for the time being. He picked up a poster and rolled it up little by little, "What the hell are you trying to say."

Beiyuan Huagu continued to move behind the jacket door, intending to escape at any time, and said with a smile: "Huagu's future identity is still locked in Schrödinger's box, and it is still unknown."

"Will Huagu become my father's sister in the future? Very likely."

"Or to be Dad's sister? Actually, there is hope."

"If Huagu can be Sister Qinyin's mother, she can also be Dad's aunt."

Beiyuan Huagu paused, and the two little willow brows raised their eyebrows with a smirk, "Huagu can't be a grandmother, but can even be a father."

Beiyuan Xianren's face sank, "Why, do you still want to be my mother?"

Beiyuan Huagu's little hand raised his hair, his eyes were meaningful, and he said softly, "Who can say what will happen in the future, ahh."

Beiyuan Xian Ren laughed, this little naughty egg ate the gall of a bear and a leopard, and asked him to kill him!He weighed the poster paper stick in his hand, "Come on, I'll let you run for ten seconds first, if I can't catch you today, I'll lose."

(End of this chapter)