Chapter 143 (Updated 1431)

One hundred and forty-three:

Mu Shaoting was still shrewd enough. She didn't want Mu Shaowu to know that she was going to the talent show, so she sent the lyrics and music of the three songs to Li Jing and asked him to check whether the three songs were really original.

Li Jing's family is in the entertainment industry. Someone in the previous generation started an entertainment company, and it's still doing very well. The actors and singers under their management all have their own trump cards. Letting him investigate this is definitely much more reliable than doing it yourself.

Li Jing looked at the three songs she sent him. He had studied drums for a while, so he had some knowledge of sheet music. Even someone like him who wasn't particularly musically sensitive could tell how impressive the lyrics and music were.

"Where did you come from?" he asked, puzzled.

"Could you check it out for me first?" Mu Shaoting said.

Li Jing had no choice but to ask someone to help her investigate.

The final result was the same as what Mu Shaoting found in his own search: "It should be a song that has never been published before, and there are no traces of plagiarism or patchwork. It is indeed a high-quality original song."

Li Jing, appreciating talent, said, "Does your friend have any intention of signing a contract? If he/she is willing, he/she can sign with our company."

Mu Shaoting: ...

Mu Shaoting really didn't know.

However, once she had confirmed the purity of the lyrics and music, she could confidently reply to Murong Qing's email.

So, a day later, Ye Qingxi received a reply from Mu Shaoting.

Teacher Murong:

Hello, I'm Shao Ting. Thank you so much for your appreciation, and thank you for letting me sing your work. I love all three songs and would love to perform them on stage. You're right, original compositions definitely impress the judges, especially since your songwriting skills are so high.

Don't worry, I will credit you and won't claim your work as my own.

P.S.: A friend of mine was very interested in your lyrics and music after seeing them and is willing to sign you as a songwriter for their company. Do you have this intention?

Thank you again!

—Shao ​​Ting

Ye Qingxi blinked as she looked at him. "Mu Shaoting's friend wants to sign him?"

Only a few people knew she was going to participate in the talent show. Considering everyone's abilities, it should be that so-called Uncle Li, right?

His aunt seemed to have mentioned before that his family was in the entertainment industry.

Good eye, but it's a pity that a five-year-old can't sign a contract.

Moreover, he didn't want to sign a contract.

Ye Qingxi replied to her:

"I'm glad you like it, and I look forward to your wonderful performance. As for signing a contract, I don't have that intention at the moment. Songwriting is my hobby, and if a hobby becomes a job, it will stifle my inspiration. Also, I'm not willing to let just any singer perform my works."

Hearing your voice was a wonderful accident. Before you, I never thought of having anyone else sing my songs. And I still do.

I hope you have a successful competition.

P.S.: I also hope that after you achieve success and fame, Ms. Shao Ting, you can continue to maintain only email correspondence with me, as you do now, and refrain from probing my information or investigating my background. I value my privacy highly, and I hope you can respect that. Thank you!

When Mu Shaoting saw the notification on her phone that she had a new email, she quickly opened it and found that it was indeed from Murong Qing.

She looked at Murong Qing's reply.

Well, when he heard Murong Qing say that before her, he had never thought of having anyone sing his songs, and that he still had the same idea now, Mu Shaoting couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Anyone would be happy to be told that they are special, unique, and one of a kind.

Moreover, the other party is such a talented songwriter.

But when he saw that the other party hoped he would not investigate him, Mu Shaoting felt that he was really wronged.

She never even considered investigating anything related to Murong Qing.

Someone kindly wanted to give her their work in the hopes of her success in the competition, but instead she went and investigated them. Isn't that an invasion of privacy and repaying kindness with enmity?

She's not that kind of person.

Although the whole thing seemed too fantastical and coincidental to her, Mu Shaoting never thought about investigating the other party. All she did was ensure the purity of the lyrics and music and confirm that she could sing these three songs.

Once the purity of these three songs was confirmed, Mu Shaoting put aside his doubts and chose to trust the other party.

—If these three songs aren't clean enough, then Mu Shaoting will get angry and think it's a prank, but she won't go so far as to investigate the other party. Instead, she will warn them and hope they won't do similar things again.

So Mu Shaoting quickly replied to the email: "Of course I won't investigate you. I'm not the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity. Unless you're willing to tell me about your affairs, I definitely won't ask any more questions."

Also, now that I've decided to use these three songs, how much should I pay you? And how should I pay you?

Ye Qingxi was relieved.

The reason he dared to email Mu Shaoting before was partly due to a gamble.

He bet that Mu Shaoting wouldn't investigate him casually.

This was a high-stakes gamble based on his understanding of the Mu family over the past six months.

The fact that Qin Cheng is his uncle's son is something his aunt can't hide from him if his uncle investigates.

But his uncle never bothered to investigate.

His aunt didn't forbid him from investigating, so it can only mean that he respects his wife's privacy and is unwilling to go against her wishes to investigate the matter.

The fact that no one else in the family investigated can only mean that they respect his uncle and wouldn't go beyond his authority to intrude on his wife's privacy.

This also includes Mu Shaoting.

Therefore, he felt that Mu Shaoting was unlikely to investigate him.

As long as she doesn't investigate, even if the Mu family finds out about Murong Qing's existence later, they will respect her and not go beyond her authority to investigate Murong Qing.

Then his disguise can be preserved.

Otherwise, even though his email address was registered overseas and five years ago, and he specifically used a foreign VPN when sending emails, if you really investigate carefully, you will definitely be able to find him.

If the other party wasn't Mu Shaoting, he wouldn't have taken this risk!

Now, with Mu Shaoting's assurance, Ye Qingxi was completely at ease.

He replied again: "No need for money. Talking about money is so vulgar. We artists dislike money the most. It's fate that my songs have come to you, so I only hope you can sing them well, that's all."

Mu Shaoting: ? ? ?

Mu Shaoting thought her fans were really a bit strange.

They actually refused to take the money!

She thought he was probably afraid of exposing his privacy. It seemed he really cared a lot about his privacy.

Honestly, I really don't want to be found out who I am.

Mu Shaoting chose to respect his decision, and after thanking him, she did not ask any further questions.

Ye Qingxi, busy with her studies, waited patiently for her return.

He wanted to see which of the three songs Mu Shaoting had chosen and how well he sang it.

Strange, Ye Qingxi thought, he hadn't felt this curiosity or anticipation when he first started making this plan.

But now, for some reason, I seem to be looking forward to it.

He rested his chin on his hand, thinking that personal feelings are indeed a very emotional thing.

Mu Shaoting returned on Friday night as usual.

After finishing Duan Yi's tutoring class, Ye Qingxi returned home and saw that Mu Shaowu was busy, so she didn't disturb him and went straight to Mu Shaoting's room.

He knocked on the door several times, but there was no answer.

Ye Qingxi pushed the door open and found the room completely dark—Mu Shaoting was not there.

Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?

Where did they go?

Ye Qingxi raised her smartwatch to call her, "Auntie, aren't you in the bedroom?"

"I'm in the music room," Mu Shaoting said.

"Then I'll come find you."

"Okay," Mu Shaoting said with a smile. "Come here, I'll sing you a song you've never heard before."

"good."

Ye Qingxi quickly ran to the music room.

Hearing his knock, Mu Shaoting quickly opened the door for him and locked it again as soon as he entered.

Ye Qingxi: ...You're really being cautious.

"Auntie, how's your practice going?" Ye Qingxi asked with concern.

"It's alright," Mu Shaoting said. "Come here, I'll sing for you."

Ye Qingxi nodded.

He walked to where Mu Shaoting had placed his guitar.

Mu Shaoting picked up the guitar and gestured for him to sit down.

Ye Qingxi sat down without any hesitation.

Looking at him, Mu Shaoting felt a surge of emotion and couldn't help but say a few more words.

"This is a new song I recently learned. I haven't practiced it long enough, so it might not sound as good as my previous ones. Xiaoxi, if you think there's anything wrong with it, please let me know."

Ye Qingxi nodded.

Mu Shaoting then slowly began to strum his guitar and sing.

She chose the most difficult of the three songs, with the highest notes and the most technically demanding parts.

Singing competitions are like that.

Although people usually say that emotions are the most important thing when singing.

But when it comes to actually going on stage to compete, skill is what really matters.

Therefore, the three songs Ye Qingxi sent her all required considerable skill and the ability to hit high notes.

After all, for most listeners, high notes are the most intuitive singing technique they can understand and judge, without exception.

Audiences habitually believe that the person who can sing the highest note is the most impressive.

—That is indeed impressive, but its impressiveness is rather superficial.

But competitions require these simple, obvious skills that can immediately establish an impression on the audience that "this person is very good" from their very first appearance.

Ye Qingxi has been in this industry for so many years that she knows everything about it.

Therefore, he knew very well how to make Mu Shaoting a sensation.

He looked at the person in front of him and heard her slowly open her mouth.

It was a different voice from his.

Mu Shaoting's voice is more ethereal, unlike his, which is clearer.

She sang with great passion, her voice fully open, and the lyrics and melody burst forth with a tenacious vitality from her throat.

She sang with abandon, her voice both expansive and delicate.

She sang loudly, she murmured softly, she gently strummed the guitar in her hands.

At that moment, Ye Qingxi seemed to see her former self in a daze.

I saw myself sitting by the window, singing silently.

It was very dark then, and he couldn't sleep, so he sat up and started playing the guitar at three in the morning.

He saw the long night, and he also saw the dawn after daybreak.

And now, he saw Mu Shaoting standing in front of him.

Time, like a revolving lantern, keeps changing and then lightly leaps past, overlapping at this moment.

As Ye Qingxi listened to Mu Shaoting's singing, her own singing echoed in her ears.

They sang together, like an uninterrupted ballad, accompanied by the spring sunshine and flowing water, rushing joyfully forward.

"It sounds so good," he thought, "his songs are really good."

Mu Shaoting's singing is also very good.

Such a beautiful song shouldn't be buried deep in one's heart or in one's memory.

He should actually thank Mu Shaoting for giving him the opportunity and the willingness to release his songs.

He released his past passion for music.

They are innocent; they should not be imprisoned or kept in the dark.

Ye Qingxi looked at her and saw his fifteen-year-old self standing behind her, and saw those times that he subconsciously wanted to abandon but were not wrong.

His heart gently settled, settling on Mu Shaoting's last note.

Soft as a laugh.

Mu Shaoting slowly let out a breath and looked up at him.

Ye Qingxi clapped enthusiastically.

He said, "It sounds nice."

Mu Shaoting laughed.

She also thought it sounded pretty good.

"This song was given to me by a fan," she said proudly. "Speaking of which, we're quite destined. My surname is Mu, and his/hers is Murong. My name is Mu Shaoting, and his/hers is Murong Qing. 'The orchids on the bank are lush and green.' I don't know if he/she is a man or a woman? Older than me or about the same age? I also wonder if he/she will be there for my competition the day after tomorrow, and whether he/she will be satisfied with my singing?"

"Do you want him to go?" Ye Qingxi asked.

Mu Shaoting nodded, "Of course, he became my fan after hearing me sing during the preliminary audition, so now that it's down to the top 100 to 60, I'm going to sing his song, and naturally I hope he can hear it too."

"Then he should be able to hear it."

"I hope so," Mu Shaoting said.

After she finished speaking, she added, "I've told you about this, but you have to keep it a secret and not tell anyone else."

Ye Qingxi nodded. That's right, he didn't want to cause himself any trouble.

The fewer people who know, the better.

"Mm," Ye Qingxi replied.

Mu Shaoting smiled and patted his head, "So good~ You're such a good baby, Auntie~"

"Can my baby go with Auntie to the competition the day after tomorrow?" Ye Qingxi asked her cutely.

Mu Shaoting was charmed by his cuteness, "Of course you can."

Without hesitation, she said, "I'll call your Uncle Li then. Just like last time, hold his hand obediently and don't stray too far from him."

“Okay~” Ye Qingxi agreed.

That's right, now Uncle Li has really become his bodyguard.