第一幕·十一

梁皖妮没有直接回答，而是问：“What's the matter?”

约翰回答：“I think I can give you some personal guidance.”

“Really?”梁皖妮很警惕。

约翰没有强求她：“If you don't want to come, forget it.”

说完，他背着手转身朝另一个排练厅走去。

“Wait on, please!”梁皖妮叫住他。

她赶了上去：“Could I take Mags with me? Margaret Black.”

约翰点了点头，挑了下眉，道：“Suit yourself.”

吃过晚饭，梁皖妮拉上玛格丽特，去约翰的住处。

一路上，玛格丽特一直在问：“What the hell is Mr Wilson asking you for? Personal guidance? Why did he choose you…”

等她问完了，梁皖妮说：“I'm not sure. I don't want to miss the opportunity and worry that something bad will happen. So, I want you to go with me.”

“Well, I'll go with you. By the way, I can ask him myself. To tell you the truth, it would be a great honor if Mr Wilson could give you some advice alone.”

玛格丽特就是这么为人爽快。

到约翰的家里时，约翰正好吃完饭，正在把餐具放进洗碗机里。

约翰让两个女孩在客厅里坐下。

“Give me your script.”约翰对梁婉妮说。

梁婉你恭恭敬敬地递上剧本。

约翰接过剧本，说：“Sing me a verse.”

梁皖妮平时排练很认真，唱词早已烂熟于心，所以能够张口就来。

约翰当即指出了她的问题：“Your vital capacity is too small. Sometimes you don't have enough breath. Your own voice is already very beautiful and suitable. You don't need to use falsetto.”

梁皖妮连连点头，边听边掏出一本随身携带的小本子，把约翰说的全部快速记录下来。玛格丽特在一旁伸长了脖子看着。

约翰停下来，等她记录完，继续说：“I judge you by the requirements of a professional singer. My evaluation may be too harsh for you. But I hope you can take my advice.”