"I can think of the most romantic thing."
"Stop!"
Ye Feng had just sung a line when he was interrupted by Feng Zixi. Although Ye Feng thought he sang well, it sounded somewhat unpleasant to Feng Zixi's ears.
"Singing is not done this way; you're singing a love song so you must pour your feelings into it, to touch the person opposite, to touch the audience present. Only then can you be successful."
"Pour my feelings into it?" Hearing Feng Zixi's feedback, Ye Feng thoughtfully nodded his head. Indeed, he was singing this song to move Chen Ling, so without incorporating his emotions, it would fail to have any effect.
"I can think of the most romantic thing,...."
"I can think of the most romantic thing,...."
....
Under Feng Zixi's repeated guidance, Ye Feng's rendition of this segment finally showed great improvement, enough to move himself at least. As the saying goes, to move others, one must first move oneself.
