Before Lin Luosang even had the chance to greet Zhao Xuanya, whom he met for the first time, he had already realized the undercurrent and something was wrong in the living room.
In other words, Zhao Xuanya's dissatisfaction with her was clearly revealed in her tone and expression.
The words that were about to be spoken were taken back. Lin Luosang stood there with her handbag, waiting for the right person to break the deadlock.
Zhao Xuanya was wearing a pair of more than ten-centimeter high heels, and her heels tapped on the tiled floor, making a sound. The possessiveness and aura of the strong woman spread invisibly.
The woman walked over to Lin Luosang and pulled down the coat she had draped over her shoulders, revealing the performance dress she had just worn during rehearsal. She looked at Pei Hanzhou in disbelief, "You're going to let her dress like this in front of the cameras every day? Is it so difficult for you to find a well-educated and well-born wife?"
Pei Hanzhou opened his eyelids, his tone smooth as a whisper: "The Qing Dynasty has been gone for a hundred years. I don't think there's anything wrong with her dressing like this."
Lin Luosang pulled up his coat and took two steps to the side before politely saying, "This is just a simple slip dress, modified to suit my work, just like changing the limited edition packaging of perfume. If you find it inappropriate, you might as well replace the V&A's gorgeous packaging first before denouncing me. That would be more convincing."
"If you're not satisfied that my work is above board for the camera, perhaps turning off the flashes that are so prominently featured at the V&A would make me feel a little more embarrassed."
She is just that kind of person, and basic respect is mutual. Since Zhao Xuanya has denigrated her and her work, she certainly will not sit idly by and watch her years of hard work and dedication being despised.
She respects and is in awe of what she has been doing.
Zhao Xuanya was choked by Lin Luosang's words for a moment, and then she laughed in anger, raising her voice: "You really have a powerful mouth. Is this how you got Han Zhou to marry you?"
Lin Luosang: "He was the one who proposed marriage."
“…”
After a long moment, Zhao Xuanya changed her strategy, but her resolve remained unwavering. "You should know that there are many people who like him. They are all girls who were born on the top of ivory towers. They can reach the clouds and the moon with their hands, a height that ordinary people can never reach in their entire lives."
"So?" Lin Luosang looked up and asked.
Zhao Xuanya was stunned.
"They can touch the clouds and the moon, so what does that have to do with Pei Hanzhou?"
"He doesn't need to build a spaceship, nor does he need to pluck the clouds to reach the moon," Lin Luosang continued. "The stage I'm standing on is so high that ordinary people would have to look up to see the stars."
Zhao Xuanya smiled and said, "You're too naive. How long do you think he can go on alone? Do you think he doesn't need more powerful capital to support him? The good situation brought by fighting alone is only temporary. No one can stay at the top forever."
Pei Hanzhou, who had remained silent the entire time, finally stood up. He frowned, suppressing the instinctive nausea brought on by the aroma. He lowered his eyes and curled his lips, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "And then?"
"I marry the woman you choose and create a so-called beneficial marriage for me, and then what?"
Zhao Xuanya looked at him.
The man said, "Will we become disgusted with each other like you two? Will we reproduce like we're doing business, then run away without asking each other about the births? Will we even find out about my marriage three months later?"
He snorted again, "So you actually think such a morbid marriage is right."
"You haven't even met the girl we picked for you, so how do you know you'll hate her?" Zhao Xuan looked at Lin Luosang questioningly. "What's so good about her?"
Pei Hanzhou asked calmly, "What's wrong with her?"
Zhao Xuanya gathered her clothes, closed her eyes, and took a few deep breaths before suppressing her anger. "I don't know what kind of drug this woman gave you to make you so stubborn. Do you know how much she has benefited from you since we got married? Are you giving to each other equally?"
"Equality is essential in marriage. Your pathology is truly ingrained in your bones." The man responded expressionlessly, "At least she can offer me a life with more warmth than what you have given me."
Zhao Xuanya tightened her hands slightly in her pockets. Even though she was angry, her demeanor remained unchanged. "It doesn't matter. Time will tell who is right."
Pei Hanzhou turned and went upstairs at a fast pace, always maintaining a safe distance of several meters from his mother.
"No."
Zhao Xuanya's socialite manners allowed her to control herself from slamming the door too loudly when she left, but the force of her high heels was even stronger than before. As she took big steps, the arc of her hair fluttering behind her could be seen, and her anger was obvious even without being explicit.
Parted on bad terms.
Thirty seconds after the door was locked, Lin Luosang was sure that the woman would not come back. He finally lifted the first level combat readiness state, rubbed his shoulders and relaxed his waist, took off his high heels, and shook his ankles.
She didn't expect that the relationship between Pei Hanzhou and Zhao Xuanya was so tense. Zhao Xuanya even learned about his marriage today.
But it is not difficult to hear from the conversation that Zhao Xuanya's marriage is not happy. Although she and her husband Pei Lou are a well-matched talent and beauty in the eyes of the world, both of them avoid each other.
Pei Hanzhou even used the emotionless word "reproducing offspring" to describe the process of his birth.
How disappointed and indifferent one must be towards his parents' feelings to feel that he is not even an ordinary and common "son".
Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers and leaves left by Zhao Xuanya, Lin Luosang frowned.
Actually, she was not very surprised that Zhao Xuan Ya did not accept her.
Having been in the entertainment industry for a few years, she understood very well that in the eyes of countless wealthy nobles, the entertainment industry was nothing more than a place controlled by capital, and the stars in the industry were just playthings for capital to ravage without saying a word. They had no status, and even if they were sought after by thousands of people, their status was not noble.
Zhao Xuanya, who comes from a chaebol family, is aloof and arrogant, and what she values most is status and position.
That's why, perhaps she knew that such a marriage would not be happy, but she still resolutely married the equally famous Pei Lou; and her son Pei Hanzhou also had to marry a celebrity standing at the top of the ivory tower as she wished.
She sat in the entrance hall, clearing her mind. She felt a slight headache. When she opened the window for some fresh air, a somewhat absurd but not surprising thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
Could it be that Pei Hanzhou’s aversion and rejection of fragrance... is because of Zhao Xuanya?
But what kind of contradiction would make a person hate the taste of his mother so much?
Her brain was filled with questions that came one after another. She sighed and stopped dwelling on the reasons. She went to the bathroom upstairs to remove her makeup.
Although she changed into a dress for today's rehearsal, she only took ten minutes to put on her makeup, and her cheeks felt better after removing it.
Before removing her makeup, she happened to see the man's coat by the bed. She took two steps forward and found him leaning on a chair in the inner room to rest.
Thinking of the strong smell just now, she asked, "Are you okay?"
The man's voice was deep: "It's okay."
She nodded: "If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell me in time."
He didn't reply, which was considered as his consent.
Lin Luosang left him some space to rest and went to the bathroom to busy himself.
She was still daydreaming wildly, thinking about Zhao Xuanya, Pei Hanzhou, and her own stage.
The result of thinking while removing makeup was that it took her half an hour to wash her face.
Just as she was about to apply skin care lotion, she heard familiar footsteps behind her. Pei Hanzhou must have just woken up and was standing at the bathroom door with a frown on his brow.
"Do you want to take a shower?" She was about to give up. "Then I'll go out and get it done."
"I'm not going to wash, I'm just going to stand for a while."
His voice was hoarse and deep after rest, and at a certain moment it showed a rare tenderness and gentleness: "Don't take what she said to heart."
She shook the lotion twice before realizing he was talking about Zhao Xuanya. She smiled and said, "Don't worry. There are many people online who are more hurtful than her. I won't take that kind of words to heart."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Actually, there are a few things she said that are true."
The man frowned and looked at her unhappily: "Which sentences?"
Lin Luosang thought carefully for a while and said, "I forgot."
“…”
"Perhaps from her position and perspective, she really couldn't understand why you married me, right?" she said. "You said their marriage was sick, but ours wasn't solid either. Our marriage wasn't pure, and we didn't marry out of love. We also had our own interests. It's just that she wanted you to see greater and more stable interests."
She understood why Pei Hanzhou said that, and she wouldn't expose him, because she also knew the serious consequences of her parents' hasty marriage and the irreversible damage it would bring to the next generation. He would subconsciously reject a marriage like his parents', even if there was a possibility of finding true love.
But at this moment when they were alone, she suddenly wanted to say what was in her heart.
She seemed to have never discussed such things with Pei Hanzhou. Many times, the two seemed to be so close that there was no distance between them, but in fact they were wearing masks. They tacitly understood each other's intentions and were just playing around, and had never really opened up.
Sure enough, after she finished speaking, the man behind her fell into a long silence.
He seemed to have thought a lot, but he couldn't find the right words to express his thoughts. In the end, he just said, "That's different."
She rarely saw Pei Hanzhou like this, and she genuinely found it funny. She turned around and raised an eyebrow: "What's different?"
"At least you, I chose you myself."
He looked up and said seriously.
She was stunned.
Her experiences from childhood to adulthood have always told her that she seems to have always lacked the luck to be chosen by someone.
Therefore, she firmly believed that Pei Hanzhou married her just because of the right opportunity. She once thought that the sense of security she felt when he said "You can get married as long as you want" that day was false and inexplicable.
But only at this moment did she realize that she was indeed chosen by him.
The emotion came suddenly, and Lin Luosang didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. He squeezed two pumps of the substance on the back of his hand and prepared to apply it on his face.
Pei Hanzhou stepped forward in time to hold her back. She looked at his wrist in confusion and heard the man's speechless voice: "You are squeezing shower gel."
"……oh."
She rinsed the shower gel off her hands, switched to lotion, and smeared it on her hands a few times. She drooped her eyelashes before continuing, "But your mother is really cruel. I'm starting to worry about our future meetings."
"Later? What will we meet for next time?"
"Will we never see each other again in this life?" A thought popped up in Lin Luosang's mind, "What if she asks me out?"
Pei Hanzhou's eyebrows were filled with a sense of mountains and rivers: "Just because she invites you, you have to go?"
Lin Luosang: "It's hard to say, because she might throw 200 million in my face and make me leave you."
She was just joking around and generally speaking, men wouldn't take it to heart.
But just three minutes after she finished speaking, when she thought the topic was over, the man's voice came into her ears again -
"You're leaving just because you gave me 200 million?"
She turned around and met Pei Hanzhou's dark eyes. His hair half covered his eyelids, making it difficult to tell his true emotions, but there was a hint of loss in his voice that was barely noticeable.
The loss was so fleeting that it made people suspect that it was just her illusion.
Her heart suddenly trembled.
Lin Luosang was a little flustered, feeling like she had let someone down. She wanted to touch him, but it felt wrong. Finally, she rubbed the back of her head and smiled awkwardly, "No, I was just kidding."
When the man looked at her again, his usual expression had returned to his usual expression.
Just like that, I heard her continue to say while applying the cream:
"Two hundred million is too little. It should be at least twenty billion."
“…”
Perhaps because he didn't want to hear her say anything he didn't like, the man quickly stepped forward and interrupted her next action. Then, after taking care of her skin, Lin Luosang lost her coat x1, skirt x1, inner wear x1, right to speak x1, and strength xN.
It is really hard to be Pei Hanzhou's wife, because you never know when he will get unhappy and come to fuck you.
Lin Luosang felt so miserable.
After returning to the bed exhausted, all her strength was drained out. She had indeed satisfied Pei Hanzhou's needs. Without saying another word, she fell asleep on the pillow.
The next day, Lin Luosang, who was burdened with the mission of composing music, relied on her amazing willpower to wake herself up. Judging from the light, it was around eight or nine o'clock. She turned over and planned to wake up after a while.
As a result, when she turned over, she saw the man's enlarged high-definition flawless custom-made handsome face, and her nose was almost touching his. She woke up instantly and stepped back a few centimeters.
How scary! Why would he sleep next to my pillow?
Lin Luosang, who had never seen a man resting beside her pillow in the morning, rubbed his head and felt that if you live long enough, you will encounter anything.
She looked at Pei Hanzhou a few more times, confirmed that he was not sick, and even praised him in her heart for his good looks. Then she got out of bed and went to write songs.
While writing a song, she used her phone to transfer files between her computer and phone. It took her a long time to find a real file transfer assistant. Before she could get to Pei Hanzhou, she almost got herself into trouble.
During lunch, she decided to proceed as planned and asked indirectly, "Do you usually use the file transfer assistant?"
The man looked at her and said, "Yes, but I rarely use it."
"how?"
"Nothing," she said, stirring the salad in her bowl and biting her fork. "I just discovered this function when I logged into my computer recently, and I don't really know how to use it. I'd like to see if you're good at it. If I have any questions, I can ask you."
Pei Hanzhou thought for a moment: "Isn't it just a dialog box? What else is there to learn?"
"I'm slow to get started with new things," she replied seriously at the time.
After the conversation, she found an opportunity to steal Pei Hanzhou's mobile phone, deleted the previous record of adding friends, and kindly pinned her account to the top to ensure that he could find it first.
Perhaps it was because men all cared about their reputation and liked to show off their prowess and bravery. At around five o'clock in the afternoon that day, Pei Hanzhou took advantage of the opportunity to use the transmission assistant that he hadn't used for a long time while working at the office, intending to get used to it so that he would have experience when she asked him about it.
After transferring the first file, he just lowered his head to look at the information for a while. When he looked up again, he found that the file transfer assistant was speaking.
File Transfer Assistant: [Hello, due to some force majeure, the file transfer failed. Please try again.]
Pei Hanzhou: ...?
What are the reasons for force majeure?
He frowned, but didn't think much about it and sent it again.
The man still didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, when he was about to drag a new file, he saw the second automatic reply from the File Transfer Assistant three minutes ago. It was very considerate and innovative.
[Hello, you are offline and cannot use the file transfer function. ]
The man opened the dialog box with Luo Xun and sent a question mark.
Luo Xun quickly replied: [???]
What the hell did I do wrong again?
Pei Hanzhou: [Can you see my message? ]
Luo Xun sent a screenshot: [Isn't this fucking bullshit? You can't see me replying, so why the hell do you think I'm secretly in love with you and have to find something to say?!]
The man ignored Luo Xun's sudden monologue and turned his suspicious eyes to the neurotic file transfer assistant.
Is WeChat going to go bankrupt?
In order to check his network problem again, he pressed send again on the new file and waited for a reply.
As expected, the robot delivered another response: [Hello, the file content has been damaged. Please repair it and try again. Problem code: 0511475.]
? ?
Is there something wrong with this file transfer assistant?
The man's unyielding competitive spirit was aroused, but Pei Hanzhou didn't click to check the contents of the file. He frowned and sent it again.
The bug must have been resolved, and the robot felt bad and replied: [Received.]
He hasn't used it for a few months, and this thing has already been upgraded to this level?
The man scrolled down and sent Luo Xun a second message: "Next week, I'll be doing a research report on WeChat's file transfer assistant, focusing on bugs and inhumane aspects. This will serve as a wake-up call to the product department."
Luo Xun: [? ? What happened to File Assistant?]
The man took a sip of coffee, switched to using his phone with one hand, and gave a concise reply: [Sick.]
After sending the message, the man's eyes moved, and he saw another dialog box a few doors away... File Transfer Assistant?
He finally realized that something was wrong, and clicked into the file assistant that was talking nonsense, and clicked on the transfer assistant's avatar. Unexpectedly, he actually opened the circle of friends there.
The disguise was very sophisticated, and there was no difference between the avatar and the real one. The word "robot" was written in the introduction below the avatar, and the background was the earth and the little man when WeChat was opened.
If he hadn't thought about how the transfer assistant could have a circle of friends, he would never have guessed that this was his wife's account.
Luo Xun worked quickly, finishing a preview of the research report in a short while and sent it to Pei Hanzhou: [Is this the topic, correct?]
The man exited Lin Luosang's robot friend circle, clicked into the chat box with Luo Xun, withdrew the "sick" message he had sent a minute and a half ago, and said: "No need."
Luo Xun: [Why not use it again? ]
Pei Hanzhou: [That's my wife.]
Luo Xun was confused for a moment: [? ? What do you mean? You mean the transfer assistant isn't buggy, it's... it's my sister-in-law...]
[Hmm,] the man remained calm. [She changed her account to File Transfer Assistant.]
Luo Xun: [……]
Luo Xun: [You two really know how to have fun.]
So, Lin Luosang, who was secretly delighted on the first floor and live-streaming herself teasing her husband in the group, received a new message from Pei Hanzhou.
This time, instead of sending a file, the man sent her three concise words: [Menu bar.]
Lin Luosang, who had written all the automatic replies on his phone, was in a state of hesitation.
Menu bar? Does the robot need to prepare a menu bar that pops up automatically?
Just as she was thinking over and over what to say in her reply, the man made a new move, this time with a new command: [Recycle Bin.]
Lin Luosang used his robot's clever brain to figure out how to respond without making a mistake. Finally, he bit his lip and gave a quick and dirty reply: [Business is busy. Please try again later.]
Pei Hanzhou expressed his understanding and reminded: [You didn't say hello this time.]
She reacted and was about to reply something, but as soon as the keyboard popped up, she realized something was wrong.
She stared at the dialog box and fell into a long silence.
I don’t know when Pei Hanzhou discovered her, and I don’t know who is playing whom in the current situation.
Pei Hanzhou: [Have you had enough fun?]
Lin Luosang: “…”
The man said: [Come down and eat when you’ve had enough fun.]
She finally realized that they had been turned upside down without her knowing, and she was being manipulated by the man again.
This man...after discovering the truth, he couldn't expose her in time, but had to act along with her until he made her speechless?
Lin Luosang walked down the stairs in high spirits, replying as she walked: [Am I pretty?]
Even though he knew she was scolding him, the man couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw the message. He skipped over the real meaning of her words with interest and replied to her message in a teasing manner.
When Lin Luosang reached the stairs, she saw the unscrupulous capitalist put down his phone. It seemed that he had replied something that pleased her very much. She turned on her phone and, as expected, received a reply.
Pretty.
...Thank you.
That night, Yue Hui and Lin Luosang reviewed tomorrow's schedule. Lin Luosang also discussed with them his ideas for the new stage, which was very difficult and had low feasibility.
Yue Hui said, "This is too difficult. We've already been rehearsing for several days, and we don't have a week to prepare. Changing the song at this point is already difficult, and you're going to have to create such a difficult visual stage? Are you sure you really want to change the song and use this new concept? My opinion is... it's too risky. I don't recommend it."
Lin Luosang: [High risk, high reward. Please ask a company that specializes in animation effects for me.]
Yue Hui: [I'm not a capitalist, why are you talking to me about high risk and high returns?]
Yue Hui's words suddenly woke Lin Luosang up. She took off her headphones and left the study, then found Pei Hanzhou in another room.
She sat down across from him, her head resting on her folded arms, a small shadow falling from the corner of her eye: "Do you know any company that's particularly good at animation special effects?"
The man didn't even raise his eyelids: "You scold me and want me to help you find a company that does animation special effects?"
"I didn't scold you. I asked you if I was pretty, and you said pretty," Lin Luosang smiled innocently. "What a peaceful conversation."
The man paused for a moment, ignoring her nonsense, and asked, "What kind of animation do you want to make? I'll ask Zhou Liang to find it."
"That's the kind," she said, unable to put it into words. She gestured, "It's very complicated. I'll send you the content when the time comes. It's about three minutes and fifty seconds long. It has a strong sense of form, but the content isn't very complicated."
After finishing his words, Lin Luosang continued, "Do you have the kind of robots we mentioned earlier that can automatically disassemble and transform into a new shape, or even have a certain part that can..."
The man who had been keeping his head down finally raised his eyes and explained expressionlessly: "I run Zaizhou, not Marvel."
Lin Luosang opened his lips and heard the man's next words -
"What we're working on in Zhou is artificial intelligence, not Transformers."
“…”
"If you don't have it, just say so." Lin Luosang rubbed the corner of his mouth, "Then I'll think of another way."
The man paused, then suddenly picked up his pen and said, "But there's something I can bring back for you to play with next time."
"What?"
He didn't specify, but just casually summarized it as "pet". She didn't ask any more questions and waited for him to bring the real thing back to her in a few days.
The next day, she sent Pei Hanzhou the animation content she needed, and rushed to the studio early in the morning, preparing to stay there for the remaining few days.
The production team actually didn't want her to change the song, but seeing her strong desire, they ultimately did not interfere.
On the way to the studio, she leaned back in her chair to catch up on some sleep, while Yue Hui, beside her, was busy with his phone, checking this and that. Finally, he said, "Our new media index has been ranked at the top for a month in a row."
In the past few months, her popularity has been on the rise. Many people originally predicted that she would only achieve outstanding results in the first month of the show's broadcast. Then, as the audience became sluggish and the show entered a plateau period, her popularity would gradually decrease, and she would fade out of the audience's sight again - just like three years ago.
Who knew her popularity wouldn't wane over time? Any new song would instantly top trending searches, and her songs wouldn't just fade away, but would constantly break listener records. Several of her dances went viral, with countless people copying and imitating them on short video apps. The chair dance from "Unbound" remains a highly discussed topic, with the number of related videos reaching into the eight digits.
In the past, she was always in the top three in the "Audio-Visual Feast". Logically, she could not have achieved a better result. However, recently she has never fallen out of the top two, and she has even been in the first place more times.
Her search and listening indexes are stable and high, exceeding many people's expectations. This also proves that her popularity is not just a fluke, but her works have the strength to be repeatedly appreciated and have an enduring vitality.
Many endorsement agencies also made an exception and approached her. Normally, these artists would have been in a wait-and-see period for the past few months, waiting to see how things progressed after the show. However, her strong momentum dispelled many of the agencies' concerns. Seeing her value rising day by day and her status constantly evolving, they worried they wouldn't be able to sign her if they didn't act now, so they quickly extended an olive branch.
You have to know that the entertainment industry is strict and cruel, and the process of advancement is not simple. A program of just three months can indeed quickly make an artist famous, but no one dares to make a conclusion whether this person will have a stable and long-term career.
Yue Hui had been harboring a bit of worry, until recently, after seeing the average index for the past few months, he became absolutely certain that no matter how many people would become a flash in the pan in the age of national star-making, that person would definitely not be Lin Luosang.
When she sets out again, she will stand even higher than the peak she reached that year.
In order to rehearse the performance of this new song, Lin Luosang only slept for three hours in the last two days. While other guests were rehearsing on the stage, she was alone in the lounge watching the video repeatedly and taking notes.
This time, her performance was unique and complex, requiring her to coordinate the entire performance with the animation behind her. The animation was already synthesized and couldn't be modified, so she had to practice constantly to find the right angles, and then use some camera shifts to perfectly present it. This tested her body language memory and her coordination with the camera operator, so she had to practice a lot to build up her sense of touch.
She always likes to do things that challenge the impossible. Although it is hard, it is also very interesting. She will feel a great sense of accomplishment when completing the stage.
The day of official recording finally arrived. She was still the last one and witnessed Ni Tong singing the song "I Can't Love You" throughout the whole process. The feeling when she performed on stage was even more profound.
She has always believed that singers can convey their own experiences and emotions to the audience, so only when they have enough emotions to express can the audience feel it more deeply.
"The song I'm singing today is called 'Parasite.'" She whispered into the microphone, "Two organisms live together, one benefits while the other suffers. The former relies on the latter for survival. We call this relationship parasitism."
"The performance of this song is quite unique. I suggest you watch it through the broadcast screen. Watching the stage with your naked eyes may not be as effective."
After she finished speaking, she put down the microphone. The moment the camera was pointed at her, she could clearly feel the unusual silence in the audience.
The spotlight did not come on, and her figure was blurred into a black silhouette, while the big screen behind her began to play the picture. The camera was stuck at the right angle, and the audience saw from the broadcast screen that something small happened to fly to Lin Luosang's hand and firmly grasped the back of her hand.
She began to walk from the side of the stage to the center.
As she moved, the flying insects did not leave her body. Instead, her body gradually grew larger as it absorbed nutrients.
"You said you liked the transformation of a silkworm pupa/So you turned into a bionic cocoon——"
When Lin Luosang started to sing the first sentence, the flying insect's body suddenly exploded, as if it had greedily taken too many things that did not belong to it, causing it to lose itself and turn into a pile of dark gray fragments.
Although it was floating aimlessly, it still clung tightly to Lin Luosang, because if it had nowhere to parasitize, it would die.
As the verse ended, Lin Luosang entered the chorus, lowering his eyes and singing with a smile:
Parasitize it/share glory
Hiding scars with a gorgeous body
Armor that breaks at the slightest touch
Moving forward in a superficial and divergent manner
Probing the depth/spying secretly
In between the lyrics, she sat at the piano and began to play. It was a very familiar tune, and it happened to blend in with the tune of the new song. Someone in the audience soon noticed -
"The tune of 'Mayfly'! I remember it! She was playing drums at the time so I remember it clearly!"
As she performed the tune of "Mayfly", the image of the parasitic flying insects behind her began to change continuously, piecing together into two objects.
In the barrage, someone finally started to guess uncertainly—
[Is that... the silhouette of the soprano and the synthesizer from that scene? They look so similar.]
[Yes, I just checked the pictures and found the two things she played with in that scene. But it's strange, why did you add the "Mayfly" related ones?]
[It's definitely related to the theme, listen carefully. From the beginning, you can tell it's not Lin Luosang's song.]
After the piano performance ended, the camera shook slightly, revealing the CD player placed on the piano. She picked up the record and put it into the machine. A rhythmic melody overflowed, which invisibly added richness to the arrangement.
The melodies complement each other and also bring a more novel experience to the scene.
“I like this design!”
Just as everyone was absorbed in watching her movements, they discovered that the scene behind her began to change again. The flying insects circled around her and began to piece together a piano in the same way. The way she played the record back and forth looked like she was painting something. So the flying insects followed her movements closely, painting their piano with colorful colors. The gray body finally had some color, but the color fell off after a while and had to be repainted.
The discussion in the barrage is like watching a movie:
[That hits the point! Hiding scars behind a gorgeous body!]
[Thinking that imitating others can change one's essence, but in fact, it is not. Appearance is always appearance, it does not belong to oneself, and its body is still gray.]
Lin Luosang held the microphone, letting the flying insects flit back and forth busily, but just stood still and continued to sing:
Parasitize it/Ascetic differentiation
Get out of the sea of suffering and find the next hunt
Assimilation of separated flesh and blood
A rotten fairy tale
Enjoy yourself/perfect joke
Just as she sang "Perfect Joke", the camera moved according to the pre-rehearsed position. She tilted her head slightly and moved her palm forward. The angle was just right, as if she was touching the piano on the screen.
But she just touched it lightly, and the piano, which was painted and seemed to have no cracks, shattered to the ground.
With the crisp sound of breaking, it turned back into a pile of gray garbage.
The sound of breaking was done just right and was extremely realistic, blending into the melody, as if something was broken in front of everyone, causing the audience to lose their mind for a few seconds.
The whole audience stood up and applauded her.
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't applaud, so they could only keep typing exclamation marks:
[Not a single positioning error. Oh my god, such a large project was orchestrated so meticulously, even the sound of things breaking was incorporated into the arrangement. And it's just right! It's absolutely amazing. Absolutely fucking amazing.]
I heard she changed the song midway through, as she only had three or four days of rehearsal time for this song.
[Wow, is this true? They can put up a show like this in three days. I'm starting to believe the fake news that "Lin Luosang never makes mistakes because she's essentially a programmed robot." Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.]
[? Am I the only one who cares why the song was changed?]
That performance naturally took first place both on the spot and on the trending searches, but what everyone was more concerned about was: why did she suddenly change the song? And why did she suddenly include the melody from her early song "Mayfly" in the arrangement?
She is not the type to do meaningless things.
Soon, the whole picture of the incident was summarized by fans.
After Pei Hanzhou acquired Rino, the "Audio-Visual Feast" program team added a lot of behind-the-scenes footage and content about Lin Luosang. After "Parasite" became a hot topic today, some people immediately felt something was wrong. They found the behind-the-scenes footage and stage performances of "Mayfly" and compared them repeatedly. Only then did they confirm that when Lin Luosang was said to be following Ni Tong's soprano and synthesizer, she was actually the first to propose it.
It’s just that the part where she proposed the idea was not broadcast, and it was added recently at some point.
Everyone started digging and found out from the rehearsal live shot released by fans that Lin Luosang was originally the finalist of this episode.
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