42: Chapter 42: Full-Length Physical Contact Instruction!

Lin Chen smiled and casually picked up the black notebook on the coffee table.

He flipped to a page, tore it out, and handed it to Dilraba: "Alright, let's see what you've got. Here's your chance to prove your strength."

Dilraba looked bewildered as she took the paper.

It was densely filled with lyrics and musical notation, and at the very top, four large characters were clearly written—myth》.

"Is this... specifically for me?" Dilraba stared blankly at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen nodded: "You don't like it?"

He remembered clearly that this girl had been envious of Yang Mi every day, dreaming of begging for a hit song.

But her reaction now was surprisingly calm, completely lacking the expected cheers and throwing herself into his arms.

"Doesn't your Film Crew show still need an ending theme song? The quality of this song is superb, so it's perfect for the ending," Lin Chen added.

Dilraba still didn't look happy.

She bit her red lips, looking at Lin Chen timidly with her big eyes, her two fair, shapely legs nervously rubbing against each other: "Hubby... if I confess... that I was just bragging earlier, will you beat me up?"

"Pfft!"

Yang Mi burst out laughing beside them, despising her: "I saw through your rookie nature a long time ago."

Lin Chen found Dilraba's guilty look quite funny: "Don't worry, I won't beat you. Just pick any song you're most familiar with and try Singing it a cappella. Let me first gauge just how bad your foundation is."

Dilraba Dilmurat gave the gloating Yang Mi a hard nudge with her elbow.

She took out her phone, played the backing track of an old song, propped her chin up with her hands, and bit the bullet to start humming along.

Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping lightly on his thigh to keep the beat, his expression completely neutral throughout.

"Hubby, was my Singing terrible?"

When the song ended, Dilraba Dilmurat looked like a prisoner waiting for sentencing, her big, watery eyes full of anxiety.

"It's alright, better than I expected."

"You call this alright? The pitch was even more off than mine."

Yang Mi couldn't help but interject with a jab, but immediately after speaking, she wanted to slap herself.

Wasn't this just admitting in disguise that her own Singing was terrible?

Lin Chen commented: "You two are like clones of each other. Your natural vocal foundation is great, but your sense of rhythm is too poor. Don't panic, though; this can be trained with enough hard work."

To judge whether a singer is good or not, vocal timbre, sense of rhythm, technique, and emotion are all indispensable.

The generally accepted rule is that vocal timbre and sense of rhythm directly determine the lower limit.

As long as the timbre is good and the sense of rhythm is accurate, even if it's just shouting without any technique, it won't sound grating to the ears.

Vocal timbre and sense of rhythm are talents brought from the womb.

However, this thing called talent can also be forcibly cultivated later on.

It's just a matter of difficulty.

Geniuses get it in a few days, while fools have to suffer a bit more.

Objectively speaking, Yang Mi and Dilraba Dilmurat were definitely not geniuses in music, but heaven had blessed them with good voices.

Based on this alone, Lin Chen was absolutely certain that, relying on his Grandmaster-level teaching skills, he could single-handedly propel these two exquisite beauties to the highest throne of the Chinese music scene!

"Hubby, with my pathetic level, can I really be a singer and release records?"

Dilraba Dilmurat had no confidence at all.

If she gave her acting skills a barely passing grade of seventy, her Singing could only get a pitiful ten.

The reason she had cried and made a scene earlier demanding to go Singing was purely because she was jealous of Yang Mi, wanting to use the opportunity to act spoiled in Lin Chen's arms and get more affection.

"Not just an ordinary singer, but a music diva," Lin Chen said in a very calm tone, correcting her.

Dilraba Dilmurat and Yang Mi looked at each other.

Their hubby was just too confident in them.

"Can we really do it?"

Lin Chen looked at the two: "Do you trust me?"

Both women nodded in unison like chicks pecking at rice.

They slept in the same bed with this top-tier hubby every day; who else could they trust if not him?

"That settles it. If I say it's possible, it's possible."

Lin Chen took a guzheng from the side of the bed and placed it flat on his knees.

This instrument was borrowed from the Film Crew's prop warehouse a couple of days ago when he was teaching Yang Mi vocalization.

His slender, powerful fingers plucked the strings, and a melodious tune rippled through the room.

myth》 was also a legendary hit song in his previous life, with a popularity no less than nourishment of love》.

"The most beautiful scene of my life / Is meeting you..."

"Quietly gazing at you in the vast sea of people / Strange yet familiar..."

"Ah / Even though we breathe the air of the same sky / I cannot hold you..."

While playing the zither, Lin Chen sang it a cappella using his Grandmaster-level Singing.

After the song ended.

Yang Mi and Dilraba Dilmurat's eyes were almost popping out, filled with sparkling little stars.

Earlier, Lin Chen said this song was of high quality, but since they didn't understand music theory, they didn't have a concrete concept of it in their minds.

Now that Lin Chen had showcased his voice, they instantly understood what kind of god-tier masterpiece this was.

They couldn't articulate too many professional terms, but the most direct feeling was that it sounded so good it made their scalps tingle.

Dilraba Dilmurat was so excited her face flushed.

She took off her shoes and sat cross-legged directly on the big bed.

Her two smooth, fair calves were tightly crossed, and her pink, cute toes kept rubbing against each other, as if the joy in her heart was overflowing.

This was a song written specifically for her by Lin Chen!

"Singing and acting, simply put, are both about conveying emotions to others, just through different means. If you go into detail, you could write a thick dictionary of vocal music. But simply put, Singing is an innate instinct for catharsis that humans are born with."

Teacher Lin was officially online.

With his Grandmaster-level teaching skills fully activated, he didn't start by nitpicking pronunciation techniques but instead first guided the two women on their mindset.

Many people aren't tone-deaf; they are simply too timid.

If they can't open their mouths and dare not sing loudly, their voices naturally get stuck in their throats.

If they don't even have self-confidence and feel inferior every day, even the highest vocal talent is destined to be wasted.

Facts proved that Lin Chen's psychological counseling was very effective.

After being guided, Dilraba Dilmurat tried Singing the old song again, and the improvement was visible to the naked eye; at least she wasn't off-key anymore.

Next, Lin Chen began to teach Dilraba Dilmurat to sing myth》, hand-in-hand, phrase by phrase, syllable by syllable.

Yang Mi was also stealing lessons from the side.

The process of learning the song was actually a process of comprehensively improving their Singing foundation.

Lin Chen not only taught them pronunciation but also used the most simple and direct language to explain why they must sing this way and what the benefits of exerting force in this manner were.

In this process, the power of Grandmaster-level teaching was displayed to the fullest.

Lin Chen could stuff extremely complex music theory knowledge into their brains in the most lucid way.

Not only that, but he could also unconsciously guide the two women to actively draw inferences from one instance.

Grandmaster-level teaching had long surpassed the low-level tier of spoon-feeding, instead silently and imperceptibly leading the students forward.

The effect was immediate.

Yang Mi and Dilraba Dilmurat learned for a whole night without feeling bored or dull at all; instead, their eyes were shining, and their interest grew higher and higher.

During the teaching guidance, in order to correct her vocalization position, Lin Chen's large hands inevitably pressed repeatedly on Dilraba Dilmurat's flat abdomen and soft waist.

The heat brought by their skin-to-skin contact caused her to occasionally let out suggestive, delicate gasps.

If it weren't for Lin Chen seeing that it was really late and forcing them to go shower and sleep, these two over-energetic, exquisite beauties would definitely have kept learning all night.