I'm just trying to ride the wave of popularity!

Chapter 46 Holy crap! My legs went weak with fear...

night.

It got deeper and deeper.

Zhang Jiali followed Zhou Yang back into the recording studio.

The recording studio was empty...

Only a handful of staff members were yawning.

The lighting in the lounge was somewhat dim.

Zhou Yang flipped through the poem "Nine Children," his gaze gradually turning serious!

"Forget everything Tiger told you. When you sing this song, you need to grasp one point: the resentment, the desolation, the unwillingness..."

"what?"

"From now on, your name is no longer Zhang Jiali, your name is Chu Renmei!"

"what?"

Under dim light.

Zhou Yang stared at Zhang Jiali, his expression gradually becoming serious: "You are a famous Cantonese opera actress, born in a small mountain village at the end of the Republic of China. You had a lover, but your marriage was arranged by your parents and a matchmaker. In that feudal era, you had no choice and were forced to marry your current husband, Bu Wantian, the village teacher..."

"A marriage without love is hopeless, but you, who strictly adhered to the rules of propriety, did not do anything out of line. You have always diligently managed this family, putting your husband first..."

"I thought my life would just pass by uneventfully, but no one expected that your husband would secretly develop an opium addiction..."

"Even now, if someone in the family goes astray, it can still bankrupt a family, let alone a family in the mountains..."

"That day, your husband owed a huge debt and couldn't repay it. He knelt before you, begging you to pay off the debt with your body..."

"..."

In the lounge.

Dressed in a suit and tie, Zhou Yang told her a story about "the beauty of the people of Chu" in his unique, deep voice.

As she listened, Zhang Jiali was momentarily dazed.

A few days ago, his parents from his hometown called him.

On the phone, there was no concern or warmth, but instead a barrage of insults, scolding her for not having her salary transferred yet.

She tried to explain, fighting back tears, but her parents wouldn't listen at all; instead, they urged her to go home and get married...

"He's very generous..."

"He's willing to offer three cows and a large dowry..."

"We've already taken him in. You can go back and live with him..."

"..."

On the phone, my parents' voices always sound so irresistible.

With just a few words, he sold her three cows to a lame 40-year-old cattle farmer in the next village.

She kept pleading on the phone...

She said she could earn even more money, and she would send even more money over, as long as... she wasn't allowed to get married...

She knew very well that the cattle farmer was a womanizer; his first wife had been beaten away...

However, her desperate pleas were to no avail; instead, they were met with a barrage of hysterical curses...

"You good-for-nothing," "What did we raise you for?" "You ingrate," "Are you in such a hurry to sever ties with us?"

These harsh words pierced her heart...

……

"You feel like you're a commodity, someone who can be sold at any time..."

"but……"

"Looking at the husband on the ground, writhing in pain, and constantly repenting..."

What other choice do you have?

"You softened your heart and ultimately gave in to this humiliating request..."

"Just as you closed your eyes, preparing to open the door and face humiliation, you were suddenly caught in the act by the villagers..."

"Countless accusations and insults trampled you underfoot..."

"But in order to preserve your husband's family's scholarly tradition and his lifelong reputation for integrity, you ultimately confessed to adultery..."

"Then……"

"You were beaten and tortured by vicious villagers, stoned on the head, and the pain made you faint several times... The filthy curses in your ears subjected you to the greatest malice and insult in the world... Almost everyone hated you..."

"But you never resisted, thinking of your husband, thinking you absolutely couldn't say a word... In the end, you were stoned to death and your body was dumped in the wilderness..."

"..."

"You have no regrets. Your only belief is your husband's love. Until your death, you told yourself that your husband loved you, and everything else was just an unavoidable arrangement of fate..."

"but……"

"Just as you were about to rest in peace, the child you raised from a baby cried and shouted out the truth to you..."

"All of this was your husband's conspiracy. He got to know the daughter of Guangzhou's top money lender, and in order to marry this wealthy heiress, he plotted to commit adultery and harm you..."

"So-called deep affection is all a lie..."

"From beginning to end, it was all a one-man show..."

"..."

In the lounge.

Zhou Yang's voice was like a knife, piercing Zhang Jiali's chest.

As Zhang Jiali listened, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Finally, she trembled all over and sobbed uncontrollably.

Thinking back to the phone call a few days ago...

Thinking back on all these years...

I remembered how hard I tried to be seen, but in the end I was thrown into a corner, treated like a commodity, a tool for making money, and nobody cared...

Sadness, distress, anger, resentment, hatred!
Her name isn't Chu Renmei...

but……

Who knows, she might not be the next Chu Renmei?
……

In the recording studio.

After Zhou Yang finished telling the story, he looked at Zhang Jiali, who was squatting on the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Jiali was already in tears.

Zhou Yang didn't hand her a napkin, but instead checked the time...

Followed by.

"Remember this emotion!"

"Don't think about singing techniques, and don't think about how good your voice is..."

"You just need to remember this emotion, and imprint it deep within your heart..."

"All right!"

"Let's go in and record!"

Here are the lyrics!

"..."

"The same melody..."

"I made some minor changes to the lyrics!"

Zhang Jiali took a manuscript.

Immediately afterwards...

Looking at a set of lyrics.

While he rejoices, I am heartbroken.

The moon knows my sorrow; meeting is difficult, parting is easy.

The abandoned woman now regrets her actions too late; do you still remember the joy of comparing herself to the phoenix in those days?

【…】

After reading the lyrics.

Zhang Jiali nodded.

He then lowered his head and silently walked into the recording studio.

………………

"Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"Then it starts?"

"it is good!"

Late at night.

In the recording studio.

Chen Feng, who was both a sound engineer and a recording engineer, yawned and nodded to Zhang Jiali inside.

Then...

I adjusted the volume, put on my headphones, and started recording for the client as usual.

He yawned again, still feeling drowsy, then turned around, picked up the drink on the table, and took a sip.

Just then, the clock struck midnight.

He glanced at the time...

He yawned again...

Just at this time.

Suddenly, a strange singing voice reached my ears...

next second...

His pupils shrank!
........................

Three o'clock in the morning.

Recording studio.

Chen Feng, the sound engineer, walked shakily out of the recording studio and shakily took out his phone.

"Boss, I, I, I... Could you please come and get me... From now on, from now on, please don't call me for night shifts..."

"what happened to you?"

"I, I, my legs are fucking weak..."

"???"

(There's a song called "The Rebirth of the Ghostly Union," but those who are easily frightened shouldn't search for it. The general idea behind songs like "Nine Children" is based on this...)
(End of this chapter)