But he didn't say anything, and Li Guang, for his part, just kept on singing.

"I will bring the best sword,"

"Climb the highest mountain,"

"Charge into the deepest forest,"

"To bring the princess back to my side."

When the voice switched from a little girl to that of a Teenager as these lines were sung, Chu Tian clearly heard a fresh barrage of expletives from behind him.

"What the fuck?"

"What the fuck!"

"What the fuck?..."

Although the four people were exclaiming the same word, their tones were all over the place.

If the voice of the little girl had sounded weird to them, now they were truly frightened.

The strangeness, they thought, came from the fact that a grown man should be doing something else rather than mimicking a little girl's voice to sing a song—it was somewhat weird, wasn't it?

They didn't know the company's strategy or the Singer's positioning, but in all the years past, they had never heard of a Singer making a debut by pinching their voice, right?

That's why they found it odd, and even Sun Jian thought it wasn't very serious.

The subtext was that the company didn't seem like a good one and was planning to take some crooked path.

But the moment the Teenager's voice came out, they suddenly realized they had guessed wrong and were also amazed at what exactly Li Guang's throat was made of.

These two types of voices might not seem very different, but the ability to make someone instantly distinguish them as two distinct voices was a real test of skill.

Regardless, being able to switch between two voices so effortlessly at least showed that Li Guang had a very clever command over his voice.

And it also proved that his vocal cords were truly outstanding.

In other words, this could very well be a golden voice, and just the voice modulation alone was enough for Li Guang to make a living in the circle of Singers.

Don't think it's easy; even changing your voice when you speak can make you cough, let alone while singing.

On one hand, you have to switch the timbre quickly, smoothly, and naturally, while on the other hand, you have to keep your breath steady. The main thing is to perform a song that has a conspicuously fast rhythm.

That's the most difficult part.

However, their astonishment was premature at this point, for what was to come was going to truly blow their minds.

"The king was very pleased,"

"Eagerly asking for his name,"

These two lines switched back to the little girl's voice. Behind Chu Tian, the four people who were originally about to sit down suddenly straightened up. They were now standing at attention, necks stretched out.

"It switched back again?"

"This voice is too awesome, isn't it?"

"Can you do it?"

"No way, my throat would split into three parts."

"Don't look at me, I can't either. I'd probably cough out my lungs."

They were still discussing when Li Guang over there continued singing without waiting for them to finish.

"Your Majesty, my name is Dalabengba Bandebeidi Buduobiluweng,"

"Say it one more time,"

"Dalabengba Bandebeidi Buduobiluweng,"

"Is it Dalabengba Bandebeidi Buduobiluweng?"

"Right, right, Dalabengba Bandebeidi Buduobiluweng,"

...

After this part was sung, Chu Tian failed to notice that four new mummies had seemingly sprouted up behind him.

The four didn't dare to move, or even turn their heads, as if it were some kind of sin.

Their eyes darted around as they exchanged glances; in everyone's gaze, there was nothing but astonishment mixed with sheer terror.

"Stop, this part is wrong; the rhythm slowed down. Didn't you see you messed up the beat?"

"And your voice, that tone isn't right. Did you notice the drag when you switched from the Teenager's voice to the king's middle-aged voice?"

"For the king's line, were the first two words still in the Teenager's voice before you switched over?"

Listening to Chu Tian pointing out the mistakes bit by bit, Li Guang nodded and contemplated, continuously massaging his throat.

He had to admit that singing this song had put a lot of pressure on him so far. And he knew the real challenge was yet to come. If there were problems here, then he wouldn't be able to continue later on. But this was his debut song, and unless he didn't want to debut, he would have to face this hurdle. Right now, the only thing he could do was to try his best to perform this song well.

"What the fuck, even this isn't right?"

After the singing paused, the four people in the corner of the recording studio finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Isn't this too difficult? What kind of song is this?"

"Indeed, since we came in, it's been three different voices, right?"

"Yeah, how is that even possible?"

At this moment, Sun Jian no longer had his previous unbridled and out-of-place demeanor; he wished he could drop everything and rush over to share his shock with the others.

"Damn, this throat is really something. I couldn't sing that if my life depended on it."

"I just sing folk songs, occasionally a few rock songs, and I thought I was pretty amazing. But this Li Guang is even more incredible," Sun Jian remarked, touching his hair and looking contemplative.

Sometimes you have to admit defeat; some people are just better than you. At the same time, this song today shattered his previous understanding. He used to think that to be a competent Singer, all you needed was a voice that wasn't unpleasant and the ability to stay on pitch. Having a unique tone that people liked would then make one a promising Singer. If one could also create their own music, that would be an even more promising, creative, and talented Singer. But now, this very scene glaringly told him that besides those things, there were talent-based Singers—the kind of inborn talent they could only look up to and never catch up with. Some people are just born for this line of work; it's like heaven itself is chasing after them to spoon-feed them.

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