Chapter 147 (First Update)
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Mu Shaoting returned to his bedroom, turned on his computer, and sent an email to Murong Qing, telling him about Nie Ying's desire to ask him to write a song.
Ye Qingxi naturally declined: "I'm sorry, I currently have no plans to write songs for others."
He added, "But for her to ask me to sing for her, you must have performed very well. Congratulations, and I hope you can continue to overcome obstacles and move forward on future stages."
This is a new song for you. See if you decide to use these two new songs for the next competition, or the two that weren't selected last time.
After Ye Qingxi finished typing, uploaded the attachment, set up her VPN, and sent it over.
When Mu Shaoting saw that he had replied to the email, he quickly opened it and saw that he said, "You must have performed very well." Did this mean that he hadn't been to the scene?
So you don't know how well you performed?
At that moment, Mu Shaoting felt a slight sense of loss.
After all, he was her first fan, and he even offered her original songs, wanting her to go further in her career. It was inevitable that Mu Shaoting would develop feelings of friendship towards him.
She thought the other person would come to hear her sing their song live, but to her surprise, they didn't.
Mu Shaoting was never one to compromise herself, so she sent a direct email: "Didn't you go to the event? Why?"
Ye Qingxi could only reply: 【Something came up at the last minute, so I couldn't make it.】
Mu Shaoting sent another email: "So, will you be going to the next game?"
Ye Qingxi: ...
As he was pondering how to reply, he heard Mu Shaowu's voice, "Baby, the bath water is ready, come and take a bath."
"Oh," Ye Qingxi replied quickly.
He logged out of his email, turned off his tablet, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom.
Mu Shaoting waited for a long time, until he had finished practicing the two songs that Murong Qing had sent him, before the other party finally replied.
Murong Qing: [Of course! I really want to hear you sing my song live!]
Mu Shaoting was happy.
She continued in the email: "Then I'll treat you to dinner, and we can talk about the royalties for using your songs."
The email was sent out all night, but there was still no reply.
Mu Shaoting sighed helplessly. It seems he really values personal privacy.
Is it social anxiety?
Or is it really true?
So they would rather not have money than interact with others.
Unable to give up, Mu Shaoting sent an email to them: "Don't you think our email communication is troublesome? Perhaps we can add each other on WeChat. Here's my WeChat ID: MSTJSMSN."
However, she waited all day and didn't receive a message from her WeChat friend, but at 7:20 pm, she received an email from Murong Qing.
Murong Qing: [That's good. If we take it any further, I won't know what to do. In that case, I might just cut off all contact with you. I hope you can understand, Professor Shao. Thank you!]
Mu Shaoting: ...Looks like he really is an i-person, and has social anxiety.
Indeed, Mu Shaoting thought, just as some geniuses in painting and music suffer from autism, sometimes, when God bestows extraordinary talent, He inevitably takes away some things as well.
Murong Qing might be like that.
She doesn't like contact with the outside world, prefers to immerse herself in her own world, has her own principles, and doesn't care much about money, which is why she is able to create one amazing song after another.
Thinking of this, Mu Shaoting decided not to make things difficult for him.
So she replied to Murong Qing: "I understand. Let's continue to communicate via email. Thank you for your support and appreciation. I will continue to work hard and sing your songs well."
Ye Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief after reading the email.
Vests are really dangerous, thankfully, his vest is still quite secure for now.
Ye Qingxi patted her vest in the air, covered it tightly, put the tablet aside, and waited for Mu Shaoyan to get out of school.
Another week passed, and it was time for Mu Shaoting's competition to be narrowed down to the top 50.
Ye Qingxi still accompanied her.
The two aunt and niece once again engaged in a battle of wits with Mu Shaowu.
“Really, it’s not appropriate for you to go,” Mu Shaoting said.
Mu Shaowu looked at the door that was already in place and nodded with a smile, "That's right, one light is enough for Xiaoxi. If I went, wouldn't that be too bright?"
Ye Qingxi: ...I already told you he's not a third wheel!
Mu Shaoting didn't quite understand what he meant, but she was satisfied with the implication that he shouldn't go, so she quickly said, "Then Xiaoxi and I will go first?"
"Let's go." Mu Shaowu smiled. "Have fun, Xiaoxi, remember what Daddy told you~"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Mu Shaoting pulled Ye Qingxi out of the house quickly and got into the car.
She felt a little tired. "Why has your dad been staying home all this time?! Doesn't he film anything?"
Ye Qingxi: ...Of course, it's to keep me company.
From this perspective, Mu Shaowu is indeed a very good and responsible father.
"By the way, baby, what did your dad say to you?" Mu Shaoting asked, puzzled.
Ye Qingxi: ...What else can I say? Of course, I'll keep an eye on you two and see if Uncle Li does anything inappropriate. If I find anything, I'll report it immediately!
However, judging from Ye Qingxi's current observation, her father was worrying for nothing.
His aunt was still clueless, her mind entirely focused on the competition.
Ye Qingxi really couldn't figure out Uncle Li for a while. If he didn't have those kinds of intentions, how could he, the second young master of the Li family, a person of importance, be summoned and dismissed by his aunt without a single complaint, acting as her driver or bodyguard? But if he did have those kinds of intentions, he really didn't say or do anything he shouldn't have.
There were no deliberate physical gestures or intentional or unintentional provocations; he appeared to be a kind-hearted person.
It can't be that Uncle Li is too embarrassed to do or say anything just because he's there, right?
Ye Qingxi didn't understand. After all, he was a complete single dog when he died. He could see the simple things about love based on his acting experience, but he didn't know about the more complicated ones.
But that doesn't matter. Anyway, his aunt is fair-skinned, beautiful, and rich. Whoever she's with is an honor for her.
So as long as she doesn't die and lives well, it doesn't matter if she stays single for the rest of her life.
Now, she has rewritten her fate of being eliminated in the top 60 out of 100, and she has also kicked that scumbag boyfriend far away long ago. Therefore, Ye Qingxi thinks that she is unlikely to die young again.
As for the remaining one or two tenths, as long as he keeps an eye on her and corrects her direction in time, there shouldn't be any problems.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi felt happy and her heart was much lighter.
He watched Mu Shaoting's second performance in such a relaxed state of mind.
This time, since the first six lines of the song are exactly the first six lines of the chorus, Mu Shaoting immediately hit a high note, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.
This song is clearly more commercial and more mainstream, yet it's still one that the general public hasn't heard before. So, as soon as she started singing, the contestants in the lounge couldn't help but wonder, "Is it another original song?"
"Beautiful lady, please give me a break!"
"I feel this song is better than the last one; this one is more energetic."
"But the previous song had more techniques and was more difficult to sing, which better showcased the beauty's strength."
"I started shaking my phone the moment the beautiful woman opened her mouth, but I still haven't gotten a result. I feel like this is another original creation."
"But this beautiful girl's singing skills are really amazing, and her voice is so good. Oh no, I'm going to be the denominator again."
As Yang Yu listened, his expression grew increasingly grim, while He Han beside him pursed her lips, staring intently at the screen without saying a word.
Sure enough, after Mu Shaoting finished singing and the applause subsided, the judge slowly said, "This song of yours is another original."
Mu Shaoting nodded, "It was also created by my friend Murong Qing."
The fact that both songs were original compositions, written and composed by the same person, piqued the curiosity of the judges and the audience.
"Your friend is really good at making pop music, so why hasn't he written any songs for others before? Is it because he's a talented person who hasn't found his place?"
Mu Shaoting: ...
Ye Qingxi: ...Of course it's because he hadn't transmigrated before!
“I don’t know either,” Mu Shaoting said. “I’ll ask them after I step down from the stage.”
The judges all laughed.
The group commented on her a few more times, laughing, "You've advanced this time. Will you be doing another original song in the next round?"
Mu Shaoting nodded, "Murong Qing knew I was participating in the competition, so she gave me several original songs, which I really like. So if I have the chance, I will sing them all for everyone."
"That's so that I can continue to listen to your original works, I'll also promote you."
"I also support your advancement. Creating original content is a very hard job, and I hope your friend can persevere."
"Me too."
All five judges gave their approval, and Mu Shaoting advanced without a doubt.
She thanked them excitedly, bowed, and left the stage.
The host, who was waiting backstage, conducted another post-interview with her, but this time, there were many more questions about Murong Qing.
Mu Shaoting gave simple replies to the ones he could answer, and simply smiled and brushed off the ones he couldn't.
Inside the lounge, the players were searching on their phones.
"Who exactly is this Murong Qing?"
"I searched online and found a bunch of random results, but none of them were original musicians."
"Wow, she's such a prolific writer! This beautiful woman has already sung two songs, and there are still some left."
Ye Qingxi chuckled. This is nothing yet. Just wait and see. Even in the final competition, his aunt will have a new song for the competition.
He Han looked down at Yang Yu beside her and asked in confusion, "Brother Yu, do you know this Murong Qing?"
Yang Yu, of course, had no idea.
He shook his head.
He Han bit her lip, "If this continues, I won't be able to beat her."
Everything in the world is about novelty, and Mu Shaoting is full of novelty right now. Everyone is curious about who this Murong Qing is and what kind of new original lyrics and music she will bring when she takes the stage next time. As a result, her popularity will naturally increase, and the judges' and audience's liking for her will also increase.
She has advanced with a unanimous vote twice in a row, which is a rare occurrence. He Han thought that even she only got four votes in today's competition, one less than Mu Shaoting.
If things continue like this, she might be eliminated in the next or the one after that.
He Han was unwilling to accept this.
She pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Yu, can you compose? I remember you once thought about doing original songs, so could you try writing a song for me?"
Yang Yu: !!!
Yang Yu didn't expect her to say that.
When he first entered university, he did want to create original works. He tried to create original works when participating in campus singing competitions and some talent shows. However, creating original works is not easy. After trying a few times, he gave up.
But now, He Han actually wants him to pick up his original works again?
He was about to refuse when he heard the door open; Mu Shaoting had returned.
Contestants who liked her immediately surrounded her and congratulated her, saying, "Shao Ting, you sang so well!"
"Yeah! Your song is so energetic!"
Of course, some people were curious and asked, "Shao Ting, how many songs has Murong Qing written for you? Can you give us a count?"
"You're not planning to sing only original songs from now on, are you?"
Murong Ting laughed and said to them, "It's a secret~"
The contestants immediately erupted in groans of despair.
Ye Qingxi was amused by their exaggerated expressions.
Yang Yu watched coldly, filled with resentment.
She's always like that; she's always surrounded by admirers wherever she goes.
This Murong Qing who suddenly appeared, he's so considerate of her, giving her so many original songs, what else could it be but wanting to pursue her?
Thinking of this, Yang Yu couldn't help but look at Ye Qingxi and Li Jing sitting to the side.
One of them looked down on him, constantly calling himself a live-in son-in-law; the other forced him to be beaten by Mu Shaoting, all so that Mu Shaoting could dump him and he could take over.
But what about now?
Yang Yu glanced at Li Jing and gave a mocking laugh. Did he get it? Could he defeat Murong Qing?
And Ye Qingxi.
Yang Yu looked at him quietly.
He was already well aware of how much Mu Shaoting cared about this nephew.
If her nephew doesn't like Murong Qing, will she abandon him just like she abandoned him? Will she completely ignore Murong Qing's explanations and pay him no attention?
In that case, would she continue to sing Murong Qing's songs?
Thinking of this, Yang Yu smiled. Twenty-five-year-old adults are hard to fool, but aren't five-year-old children easy to fool?
He needs to figure out a way to properly deceive him.
“Okay.” Yang Yu turned to look at He Han. “I’ll go back and think about it, and see if I can write one myself.”
"Mm," He Han replied with a smile.
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