Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Standing under this ancient sky, Hercia walked through the lively crowd, not only could hear all kinds of noisy voices on the street corner, but could even smell the slightly salty smell and moisture from the sea breeze.

The diva with wavy hair has eyes like water, and her face under the veil is vague. Her singing voice is different from any diva in today's era. She doesn't have such strong emotional rendering, and doesn't have too much obsession. Standing in the crowd But it seems to be alone, living in the dark seabed, only the sound of the tide is endless.

There is no sadness in the voice, it is just a narrative, which makes people immersed in it, swaying with the waves.

This kind of beauty does not depend on people's praises and praises, nor does it care about the world's evaluation, it just reveals the soothing mood of some personal experience, and feels the vastness and grandeur of the world.

Before you know it, a piece of music ends, everything in front of you fades away, and finally Hercia wakes up from this dream of distant memories.

Still on the surface of the lake filled with mist, she lay on the water surface surrounded by huge ice flowers, her body rippling slightly with the ice flowers below her, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Slowly getting up, Heshia looked at the small iceberg in the lake, and sure enough, the beautiful ghost was still sitting there with her eyes slightly closed.

"Are you awake?" The other party saw Hercia get up.

"Yes, teacher."

Hercia respected this ghost teacher very much. In fact, at the beginning, when she saw the ghost in the lake, she thought she had encountered some kind of mythical creature. The beauty of dreams is so incompatible with the current bustling and impetuous world.

The other party, as Heshia thought, never used any modern electronic products, as if he had lived from a distant era to the present.

After asking Heshia how she felt about the diva, the ghost woman opposite nodded.

"Has the teacher ever witnessed that singer's performance?" Heshia asked curiously.

"Yes, but if you want to 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 white and flawless complicated dress fluttered in the air without any sound, and there was a sense of illusion. The other party turned around, turned his back to the girl and looked into the distance.

"The era I lived in was very far away from now, so far away that I need to specially seal some memories so that I will not forget them."

"However, I am not what you guessed. I have lived until now, and I have fallen asleep many times during this period. It can be said that more than 95% of my life, I have spent in deep sleep." She sat on the iceberg , raised the finger slightly, and butterflies made of ice fluttered and landed on the fingertips.

"It's been less than 20 years since I woke up again. I don't understand the modern society better than you. I don't know more about the singers and big figures in the history of the Rose Federation than you."

"But fortunately, music, or history is always repeated and similar. In the era I lived in, there were many powerful characters. I think I can show you their experiences and brilliance, so that you can get some experience."

"Music is actually similar to painting and writing. Generally speaking, the highest level you can achieve is often determined by the best work you have seen."

"People can't create things beyond their cognition, and when creating, they often unconsciously compare with the most perfect works in cognition to find their own shortcomings and improve them."

"As for breaking through the peak of the predecessors, after you reach the peak, you will gradually understand why this is the peak, and you will naturally understand."

She patiently told Hesia about these things, and then asked Hesia to sit with her. The two of them were on the small iceberg, overlooking the ice below, and there were beautiful figures printed on it from time to time.

Among them are poets playing around the campfire, elf girls singing under huge trees, orcs roaring and beating drums on the battlefield, mysterious women spinning and dancing on the stage of taverns, and so on. There is a girl in white who sings softly alone under the moon.

Hercia could see that the people and objects in these scenes should not have entered the industrial age, or even the appearance of the interstellar age. From this point of view, the teacher said that he lived in an extremely distant past, which should be true. empty.

After watching the past videos, the ghost woman told Hercia some differences between classical and modern music, how to choose the style of the song, etc., and finally talked about the skills of vocalization and some knowledge about breath reversal.

"Because I'm a ghost, it's actually not easy to teach you about vocalization. You can learn this with your classmates and music teacher in the academy." She was straightforward.

"What I can teach you is more about the singer's talent, such as how to synchronize the soul, and if you rely on this talent to perform various secret techniques, and how to restrain your own charm in turn, so that you can be like an ordinary person, etc. wait."

"The ancient line of divas has a lot of knowledge inheritance, such as the divas of the third era and the divas of the scarlet sky, and the divas of a certain generation who happened to be acquainted with each other in the past, and learned a lot, all of which I can teach you."

"Study as soon as possible, Hersia, maybe in a few years, I will go back to sleep again." She would occasionally speak briskly.

"Is the teacher going to sleep again?"

"Well, in fact, because I have experienced too much, many things are no longer fresh and interesting. Occasionally, I need to skip the progress to watch the video, so you should understand." A harp made of ice emerged from her arms, and then lightly Swipe lightly.

"The same thing, at different ages, will have different feelings. You don't have to try to understand my thoughts, just go forward with your own feelings."

"Sentimentality, ignorance, and timidity are all certain stages in life. The singing voice and emotions that can be sung at that time may not be able to sing again when they are mature and skilled in the future, so there is no need to be anxious all the time. , revealing everything in front of you, is the truly moving song."

"Singing about the youthful emotion and childishness when immature, there is a lovely innocence and moving face, singing about the anguish and hesitation in the heart when you are confused, which also makes people cry, and singing about the difficulty of the process and after success when you are over the suffering Joy, but also emotional excitement and sleepless nights."

"If you always chase the so-called 'good' and 'excellent', you will gradually lose your original appearance, because those 'good' are actually the emotions that the creators burst out based on their own experience and perception. If you learn, not only It’s hard to get there, and because of setbacks, you will slowly stop believing in yourself.”

"The best song must be the one that best suits your mood. What do you want to bring to everyone, Hercia." Before leaving, the ghost asked the girl like this.

"I don't know the future, but in the past, maybe it will be like a gray drizzle. However, 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 off the iceberg Stepping on the surface of the lake, as soon as she landed, an ice flower would condense on the cold water surface for her to step on, until she reached the shore.

"Then I'll go back first, teacher." Heshia bowed and saluted, bid farewell to the ghost woman, and then disappeared at the end of the water mist.

"This kind of personality is really similar to yours back then, although it's still a little immature." Sitting on the iceberg, the ghostly woman murmured softly.