Gu Tong discovering Bei Jiafei singing in the warehouse was indeed an unexpected event.
During Bei Jiafei’s hospitalization, she was in tears every day. She cried out, "I’ve already been hiding in the warehouse, Qiu Xue, why are you still pushing me? What exactly am I obstructing for you? Why won’t you just let me go..."
These words are still vivid in Gu Tong’s mind.
"Let’s not talk about this..."
Bei Jiafei scratched her head, not wanting to mention it.
"What if I insist you must say it?"
Gu Tong was somewhat forceful, not for any other reason, but because she had to understand how far things had progressed in order to make the right judgment.
Bei Jiafei hesitated for a bit. Realizing Gu Tong’s insistence, she pursed her lips, feeling very conflicted inside, and said, "You know the nightingale of the arts class, Qiu Xue?"
No need to guess; it must be related to her.
"She comes to the warehouse every day to teach me to sing. She says my bel canto technique has some issues, and she’s helping to guide me..."
Gu Tong’s eyes widened in disbelief at Bei Jiafei’s words.
Is Qiu Xue truly that kind-hearted? Teaching Bei Jiafei to sing? Is it even possible?
In two lifetimes, based on her understanding of Qiu Xue, this was absolutely impossible.
"Uh...but she never sang herself, only guided me with my breathing techniques. Everyone in the arts class says she sings excellently, especially bel canto, sounding just like the nightingale..."
Suddenly, Gu Tong remembered something, and a potent question surged in her chest. Her thin lips slightly moved, "Can you sing a bit?"
"But I don’t sing well..." Bei Jiafei was a bit bashful.
"Just a line or two!" Gu Tong’s eyes glowed with anticipation.
In such a situation, Bei Jiafei couldn’t refuse. All her words were swallowed and transformed into exquisite singing.
The clear as water nightingale bel canto echoed throughout the entire warehouse. Without comparison, there’s no harm. After hearing Bei Jiafei’s nightingale singing skills, the superiority was evident; compared to her, Qiu Xue was just a poor imitation.
This is an innate voice, an unbeatable talent, something Qiu Xue wholeheartedly wanted to mimic but ended up destroying with her own hands!
In a past life, Qiu Xue was successful; she completely destroyed the heavenly sound, making the true nightingale voice disappear entirely!
"Does it sound bad... Qiu Xue said I sing just so-so, still not skillfully, so I shouldn’t sing for others. Once I’ve practiced more, then I can sing for you..."
It’s these nonsensical words that completely destroyed Bei Jiafei.
Gu Tong gazed at Bei Jiafei’s innocent face and her eyes full of expectation, unable to imagine the intense hatred that once filled that face.
Qiu Xue, how many beautiful things has she destroyed...
"I think you sing very well, even better than Qiu Xue!"
Gu Tong wanted to save her, pull her out of the dust, give her a stage and hope, and appreciate her voice more. Her initial intention to use her to fight against Qiu Xue had gradually dissipated a lot.
"Impossible, how could I sing better than Qiu Xue... She’s the nightingale of the arts class, the only one, no one can replace her..."
Qiu Xue’s brainwashing was indeed effective, making Bei Jiafei completely believe her nonsense.
Moreover, without any doubt, that’s quite a skill as well.