Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Assistant Yu met that gloomy gaze, he could not help but gulp and quickly ask in a low voice, "President Shi, is there anything you need me to do?"
Shi Mo put down his phone and said in a deep voice, "Didn't madam sign a contract with our branch company? Why hasn't there been any news from the branch company after she's been slammed on the Internet?"
Assistant Yu: "..."
Only then did he remember that he had only taken Fang Mo'er to the recording session but had yet to assign her a manager. Even the branch company was only aware that the company had signed up the new Veiled Queen.
However, he had thought that there was no need to worry much since she was still a newcomer.
As such..
"What? Madam President was slandered online?" Assistant Yu was also very curious.
Shi Mo did not answer him.
Assistant Yu quickly said, "I will arrange to assign a manager for her as soon as possible and let the public relations team handle it."
Shi Mo thought for a moment, clenched his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Let the branch company invite Bai Rong to sing this song together then."
Assistant Yu: "President Shi, do you mean to let both of them compete on the same stage?"
In the car, there was no reply from Shi Mo, which meant that it was a tacit agreement.
"That's right. The President's wife has always been labeled a stand-in. This will be a good opportunity to remove that label. Otherwise, she'll always be in the shadows of other singers." Assistant Yu seemed to have understood the deeper meaning behind the President's words.
Whoever said that a stand-in had to be worse than the original?
Fang Mo'er was different. The strength of her ability could definitely beat Bai Rong by a mile. She could easily beat her several times over.
For the rest of the car journey, Shi Mo did not continue discussing this matter.
His schedule for the day was packed and he did not have much time to spare.
As for Assistant Yu, he took advantage of his free time and immediately tried his best to settle the matters regarding Fang Mo'er.
Bai Rong could not wait for Fang Mo'er's arrival and had initially wanted to personally make a trip to the Music Arrangement department.
Just as she reached the elevator, the doors opened. Mu Chen, who was on the phone, looked overjoyed on as he pulled her into the elevator.
Bai Rong was pulled into his arms, and she immediately lowered her head, acting like a little girl.
Mu Chen hung up the phone and suddenly looked at Bai Rong with a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Did you know? Qihang Film and Television just called and said that your singing was also very good, so they plan to let you sing the theme song along with the Veiled Queen during the promotional event.
"I knew it. They must be regretting their decision. Your fame and reputation makes you the most suitable candidate to perform this song. Fortunately, I've made up for it by letting you collaborate with the Veiled Queen."
Mu Chen had seen that Fang Mo'er's song had taken first place on the hit music charts, but he was not happy at all.
If this song had been sing by Bai Rong, Bai Rong's fame would definitely have increased greatly, which meant that the company would have been able to make a big profit off Bai Rong.
His initial disappointment had vanished into thin air when he had received the cooperation notice!
Bai Rong raised her head in surprise. "Are you serious? You want me to sing this song together with her?"
"That's right. You and the Veiled Queen will be singing together at the promotional event in a few days."
Bai Rong's initial excitement was suddenly dampened.
'Singing together on the same stage?
'Was this going to be a live performance?'
Bai Rong shook her head without hesitation. "Forget it. If it's not exclusive to me, I don't want to share the same song with a stand-in."
Her live singing ability would only result in her being humiliated.
However, Mu Chen did not know this. He thought that Bai Rong was still holding a grudge over the song being stolen, so he could not help but lightly tap the tip of her nose, as he said in amusement, "Silly, you have to sing with her. You're so beautiful that the focus will surely be on you. You should be happy. Besides, your singing skills aren't bad."
Bai Rong wanted to say more, but when her gaze met Mu Chen's determined look, she could only nod.
She could not find a better reason to reject him.
If she continued, she would be behaving willfully.
At the same time.
Fang Mo'er also received a call from Assistant Yu.
"Madam President, I'll get the company to send a senior manager to take care of you."
Fang Mo'er had just found out that she now had a manager.
Soon after, an unfamiliar phone call came in.
"Hello, Miss Veil. I'm Shen Yue, your manager."
Shen Yue? She was the famous ace manager of the entertainment company under Star Dream Era.
The list of singers and actors under her care were all A-listers.
Although Shen Yue had been assigned to take on a newcomer, she had many doubts. However, when she thought about how the headquarters had repeatedly instructed her, she couldn't help but become curious about this Veiled Queen. Before she knew her background, she would not underestimate her.
Hence, Shen Yue continued, "In a few days, there will be a live singing event at the live show. At that time, you will be singing on the same stage as Bai Rong. I will arrange for a custom-made gown for you. I believe that with your singing skills, you will not be inferior to her."+
Fang Mo'er was surprised, "You want me to sing on the same stage as her? This is very interesting."
Shen Yue could tell that something was wrong. "Do you guys have a grudge against each other?"
"Of course." Fang Mo'er did not elaborate further. "Manager Shen, I'll have to trouble you for your guidance."
After Fang Mo'er had hung up, Shen Yue quickly added her as a friend.
Then, she added her into the group chat for the artistes that she managed.
"You should familiarize yourself with the artistes of the company first. If I'm busy, you can consult the seniors of the company for advice if you have any issues."
Fang M'er immediately said sensibly, "Manager Shen, I understand that you're busy, so please go ahead with your work first."
Shen Yue then stopped replying to her.
Fang Mo'er was pulled into a WeChat group called "Manager Shen's children".
As soon as she entered, she saw someone Fang Mo'er.
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Lang Qi: "Welcome to the newcomer! Little sister, are you a singer or an actor?"
Someone in the group had immediately come out to chat.
Fang Mo'er politely replied: "Hello seniors, I'm the Veiled Queen. I hope that you will give me guidance in the future. Manager Shen has asked me to learn more from you."
Fang Mo'er's humility instantly gave everyone a good feeling about her.
There were only five people in the group, including Fang Mo'er.
However, Fang Mo'er recognized that one of them was Bei Shi, a popular singer, and the other was Gong Hao, an A-list actor.
Meanwhile, Lang Qi, who was welcoming her, was an actor in the drama series for which Fang Mo'er had just sung the theme song. Not only was he playing one of the characters in 'The Peach Blossom is Still', and he was the lead actor in that television series!
As expected, when Lang Qi heard that Fang Mo'er was the Veiled Queen, he became even more excited, "Ah, so you're the singer of the theme song. That song was sung so perfectly that I played it on repeat several times. We'll probably be at the promotional event in a few days."
Bei Shi, the young singer, said, "So, you're the Veiled Queen. I've heard that song too. You're a capable person with a bright future ahead of you."
Lang Qi Gong Hao: "Come out and welcome the newcomer."
After a while, Gong Hao, the young actor, said, "Welcome."
Fang Mo'er had not expected these seniors to be so friendly.
On the other hand, there was something that Fang Mo'er did not know.
The people in the group chat were also privately chatting with each other.
Lang Qi privately messaged Gong Hao. "I'm very curious. Sister Shen has taken in the Veiled Singer, even though she's a newcomer. Can you guess the true identity of this person?"
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Gong Hao: "I don't know. I'm not interested. It doesn't matter to me."
Lang Qi privately messaged the singer, Bei Shi, again with the same question.
Bei Shi: "Aren't you participating in an event with her? Maybe you'll be able to see her real face then."
Lang Qi covered his mouth when he heard that. "That's right. Maybe we'll know more after the event in a few days."
Meanwhile, on the other side.
At the moment, Bai Rong was in the training room, being guided by her personal vocal music teacher.
"I don't need to be brilliant. My only requirement is just to be able to sing this song steadily."
Bai Rong knew her own ability.
As long as she did not deviate from the key, she would be decently good.
The private vocal music teacher said in understanding, "I understand."
At the same time, she was dubious. How could a singer sing this way?
All she could do was to correct her over and over again.
During the break, the assistant quickly went forward and handed Bai Rong some water.
Bai Rong had sung until her mouth was dry, but she did not dare to relax.
"What is Fang Mo'er doing now?" She asked.
The assistant replied, "She's arranging music in the office. She hasn't left yet."
At the thought that Fang Mo'er did not seem to need to practice in advance, Bai Rong could not help but feel even more annoyed.
"We don't have much to worry about. I have an idea." Her trusted assistant leaned over and whispered into Bai Rong's ear, "When the time comes, we just need to make sure we don't make any mistakes. Then when Fang Mo'er makes a big mistake, she won't be able to compete with us."
"What do you mean?" Bai Rong's eyes lit up.
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Fang Mo'er clocked out of work on time.
The white sports car that usually picked her up had already stopped by the side of the road, so Fang Mo'er walked over to it.
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However, when she got closer, she saw a noble figure in the back seat of the car, through the window.
Fang Mo'er's eyes lit up.
She immediately opened the car door and sat next to Shi Mo.
Shi Mo looked up from the pile of documents and saw Fang Mo'er's bright eyes. His heart skipped a beat.
He could not help but stretch out his hand to tidy the unruly hair on her forehead before instructing the driver to drive.
They returned to Xiangyuan Residence.
The two of them had a sumptuous dinner together. Fang Mo'er suddenly asked him, "Did you arrange for Bai Rong to share the stage with me?"
Shi Mo put down his chopsticks gracefully and looked up. "If you don't want to do it, you can sing by yourself."
Fang Mo'er stood up with a smile and poured him a glass of wine. "I'm very satisfied with this arrangement."
Shi Mo looked at the already full glass of wine and silently raised the glass of wine. He downed it in one gulp and seemed to be slightly drunk.
After the two of them had finished eating, one of them went to the study while the other went to the master bedroom to wash up.
Fang Mo'er was in a good mood as she hummed a song in the bathroom.
When she came out of the bathroom with a towel around her, she saw a figure in the dark room.
Shi Mo had unknowingly entered the master bedroom.
In the dark space, under the faint light leaking from the bathroom, Fang Mo'er seemed to feel the heat of his gaze on her body.
'Click'
All of a sudden, the lights in the master bedroom had been switched on.
Shi Mo slowly walked towards the bedside cabinet and said, "I came to take something."
Fang Mo'er held a corner of the towel in one hand as she remained where she was. She saw him pick up a set of documents before turning around.
His gaze fell on her exposed collarbone, which made him momentarily pause.
After a while, he looked away with difficulty. "I'll be leaving now."
He brushed past her.
Fang Mo'er gulped. After the man left, there was still the scent of sandalwood in the air that belonged to the man.
Fang Mo'er quickly changed into her clothes.
She opened the cabinet that the man had just opened and realized that it was filled with information from last year. She could not help but smile.
Then, she carried her laptop and walked towards the study.
In the study, the man had already casually tossed the information he had just retrieved to a corner of the table. He was looking at something on his computer.
Suddenly, he raised his head and saw Fang Mo'er at the door. He immediately said, "Come in."
Fang Mo'er entered and walked to the opposite side of the table. She pulled out a chair and sat down.
Shi Mo continued to focus his gaze on the computer.
Fang Mo'er turned on her computer as well, under the pretense that she was here to learn.
However, Shi Mo suddenly felt something soft touching his feet. He then realized that Fang Mo'er's feet had unknowingly bumped into his.
Both of them were stunned, but neither of them moved their feet away.
Hence, they remained touching each other.
The atmosphere in the study room became softer.
It was in such an atmosphere that Fang Mo'er had completed the arrangement of a song.
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Her heart softened. After completing the arrangement, she started browsing the web again.
In her previous life, Fang Mo'er had been a nerdy manga artist.
Thus, she started to browse through a few manga books.
She realized that the manga techniques in this world were relatively simple. The storylines in the mangas were also very simple.
After looking through the manga in this world, she was suddenly tempted.
The idea of continuing her career from her previous life came to her.
The most important thing was that it seemed like she would be able to earn more money, so why should she not pursue it?
However, at the moment, she was lacking a drawing board. Fang Mo'er decided to wait till the tool could be found before bringing it to the office. It would be perfect for her to work while having a side job!
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Seeing that she was so focused, Shi Mo did not disturb her.
When she laughed, Shi Mo could not help but ask her, "What's so funny?"
Fang Mo'er casually replied, "Oh, I came up with a way to earn money."
Shi Mo frowned and suddenly took a few bank cards out from his pocket. "Here you go."
Fang Mo'er looked at the cards in front of her and waved her hand. "There's no need. Your black cards have no limit. I won't be able to use it up."
"So, it's not because you're short of money?"Shi Mo asked in surprise.
Fang Mo'er nodded her head emphatically. She was merely enjoying the pleasure of earning money.
He retracted his hand.
Fang Mo'er looked at him, slightly touched. "You trust me so unconditionally that you dare to give me so many cards?"
"It's because you're my woman." Shi Mo's gaze was deep.
Fang Mo'er felt as if she had crashed into the man's dark eyes and felt a moment of dizziness. She was intoxicated by his masculinity.
She suddenly felt her mouth go dry and subconsciously licked her lips.
Shi Mo looked down and fixed his gaze on her delicate lips.
He leaned over, coming close to her lips. Suddenly, he kissed her lips.
With the table between, Fang Mo'er's eyes widened. She felt her lips part to allow Shi Mo's tongue to enter and engage with hers.
Just as she was about to suffocate in this sweet kiss, he slowly moved away.
There was a deep meaning in his eyes that she could not understand. He said, "I won't devour you now."
Fang Mo'er's brain exploded.
She quickly grabbed her laptop computer and ran away.
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Shi Mo's next sentence came from the study, "Even if you want to do it, it won't be now."
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He could afford to wait.
For the next few days, Fang Mo'er felt it was strange that Bai Rong had remained calm and peaceful and had not come to cause trouble for her.
It was as if Bai Rong had forgotten about the matter that she had wanted to meet her about that other morning.
Today was finally the day of the live rehearsal for the promotional event.
Fang Mo'er arrived at the venue and finally met the legendary top manager, Shen Yue.
Shen Yue was dressed in fashionable clothes and wore a pair of 13 cm high heels. She gave off an aura that could not be ignored. She looked more like a celebrity than a celebrity.
Fang Mo'er greeted politely, "Sister Shen."
Unknowingly, she addressed her respectfully.
Shen Yue saw that she was still wearing a veil over her face and did not mind. She pointed at the young girl beside her and said, "Little Tian will be your assistant from now on."
Little Tian immediately took Fang Mo'er's bag. It was obvious that she was sensible and smart.
Shen Yue asked Fang Mo'er to go to the shop that she had designated to pick out a costume after the rehearsal was over, and then left.
At the door, and Shen Yue went past Mu Chen and Bai Rong.
Fang Mo'er had not expected Mu Chen to have so much free time to accompany Bai Rong to such a rehearsal.
The two of them quickly came across the Veiled Queen, as she was preparing for the rehearsal.
One of them had a hostile look in his eyes, while the other seemed very interested.
Mu Chen subconsciously quickened his pace. He was worried that he would not be able to find an opportunity to discuss the signing of the contract with the Veiled Queen. Part of the reason he had accompanied Bai Rong today was also because of this matter.
Bai Rong's face had originally been filled with sweetness. However, when she saw Mu Chen's abnormal behavior, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mu Chen's arm.
"Brother Mu Chen, I'm very happy that you were able to accompany me here today. However, I'm sure that there are still many matters that need your attention at the company, so I won't disturb you any further. Why don't you go back to the office first?"
Bai Rong's voice was neither high nor low, but she had deliberately allowed her sweet voice to be heard by Fang Mo'er who was standing not far away.
However, Mu Chen was not willing to leave just like that.
He had business to discuss with the Veiled Queen.
"It's okay, you go on stage to rehearse first. I'll wait for you." Mu Chen said, looking at the Veiled Queen's back as she went on stage.
He also stopped below the stage, urging Bai Rong to hurry up and rehearse first.
However, his gaze constantly observing the Veiled Queen.
This was the first time that he had seen this artiste in real life. Unexpectedly, this person's every move carried the aura of a big-name celebrity.
People found it hard to shift their gazes away.
This was especially true when the lights were down and the Veiled Queen held the microphone, her natural confidence making her look like a shining superstar.
Today would be a live performance.
Bai Rong walked onto the stage somewhat unwillingly.
When she stood next to the Veiled Queen, she seemed to be completely overshadowed.
Mu Chen frowned. He was very surprised.
The Veiled Queen had not even showed her face, yet she was still the focus of the stage.
On the stage, the music accompaniment started to play.
Bai Rong bit her lower lip, already feeling very nervous. She would be using her own raw voice now. She could not rely on auto-tune at all now.
However, what made her depressed was that Mu Chen was right below the stage.
All this while, Mu Chen had not known that she had used auto-tune to adjust her voice.
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Fang Mo'er glanced at Bai Rong who was beside her.
Before the accompaniment began, she asked her, "Are you going to sing Part A or Part b?"
The company had already split the song into a choral version.
Bai Rong's hands were shaking and she quickly said, "You'll sing Part A."
Fang Mo'er raised her eyebrows. "Okay."
No matter which part it was, what had to come would still be inevitable.
As the accompaniment gradually slowed down, Fang Mo'er followed the beat and started singing:
"I don't want you to comfort me anymore.
"I don't want you to say that you care anymore
"Dry your tears. This is the last time
"Even though I've been hurt
"But now, this freedom is because of him
"Your power made me believe in love again…"
Suddenly, the entire stage seemed to have been enhanced because of this ethereal voice.
Mu Chen, who was below the stage, felt his heart skip a beat as she sang.
That faint and sorrowful voice was like an invisible hand that grabbed onto his heart.
It made him palpitate endlessly.
Just as Mu Chen was immersed in the song, a discordant voice shattered the beautiful atmosphere in the very next moment.
"Erase the past and become a better version of myself
"Not weak, not compromising, not retreating
"With him around, I won't be afraid anymore."
Bai Rong's voice was tense, probably because she was nervous. When she opened her mouth, it was dry and her voice was unpleasant to the ears.
This was the first time Mu Chen had ever heard Bai Rong sing live. He looked at Bai Rong in surprise and frowned.
After Bai Rong had finished singing, she realized that she had distorted her own voice.
She said awkwardly, "Let's start again. I'm not in the right frame of mind."
The first time, she was not in the right frame of mind.
The second time, it was not any better.
The third time, it was still the same, which completely ruined the atmosphere. Although Bai Rong tried her best to sing to the best of her ability, the contrast between her voice and Fang Mo'er's only emphasized how inferior her voice was in comparison.
Meanwhile, Mu Chen, who was below the stage, was staring at Bai Rong as if he was deep in thought. His expression did not look any better.
By the time the rehearsal had ended, Bai Rong's face had already turned pale.
She hurriedly got off the stage, intending on giving an explanation to Mu Chen.
"Brother Mu Chen, my voice isn't very good today, I…"
Mu Chen interrupted her, "Don't you perform well every time you perform live?"
It seemed that the other party had already guessed the general situation. Bai Rong could only say aggrievedly, "I've already tried very hard, but I really can't sing that well. That's why I usually rely on someone to auto-tune my recordings. Fortunately, the fans didn't notice it."
On the stage, Fang Mo'er ignored them and left.
Mu Chen saw that the Veiled Queen was about to leave and subconsciously took a step forward.
However, Bai Rong also took a step forward and blocked his way. Her voice was soft and pale, as if she had suffered a great grievance. "Brother Mu Chen, you're not angry with me, are you?"
Mu Chen lowered his head and saw that her yes were already filled with tears. His heart instantly softened.
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Who asked him to fall for this trick? It worked every time.
As expected, Mu Chen's voice softened. "I'm not angry. As long as the fans can't tell, it doesn't matter if it has been auto-tuned or not."
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Bai Rong heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this.. However, she still held onto his sleeve tightly and refused to let him chase after Fang Mo'er.
Fang Mo'er went to the dress shop to choose a dress.
After that, she asked her assistant to leave while she changed into her usual clothes. She went to the mall to choose a drawing board.
For a cartoonist, it would be a headache to be without the right tool.
After she had selected a dress, Fang Mo'er returned to the company.
However, someone was already waiting in her office.
When the other colleagues saw that Fang Mo'er had come to the company so late, they looked as if they were anticipating a good show.
It was not a problem if Fang Mo'er came to work late and left early these days.
However, now that the date of the new talent list was approaching, Fang Mo'er had not even produced an arrangement yet.
Today, when Supervisor Qi saw that Fang Mo'er had not shown up again, he had thrown a fit.
He had asked everyone in the department to work overtime to write a new song, which would be able to enter the top three of the New Talent chart.
Fang Mo'er noticed that something in the air was not right.
The door to her office was wide open.
She was still carrying personal items that had nothing to do with work.
She suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, in her office, Supervisor Qi was sitting in front of her desk with a serious expression on his face.
When he saw Fang Mo'er enter, Supervisor Qi looked down at his watch and said in a clear voice, "I've been waiting for you for the past half an hour."
Fang Mo'er pursed her lips. It looked like Supervisor Qi had nothing better to do. How could he have waited for her like this?
Fang Mo'er quickly pretended as if nothing had happened and placed the drawing board in a small corner.
However, Supervisor Qi caught a glimpse of it. He walked over and looked down at the things inside her bags. "Oh, this is quite complete. You even brought a drawing board to the company. Is this your way of finding inspiration?"
Fang Mo'er nodded her head righteously. "Yes, Supervisor. I'm using it to find inspiration."
Supervisor Qi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He reached out and knocked on the table heavily. "Fang Mo'er, I let you take it easy before because you were heartbroken. I did not think that you would not know how to control yourself. Where's the song? Have you written it yet?"
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The past few times that Supervisor Qi had met Fang Mo'er, he would also ask, "Have you written the song yet?"
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Every time, Fang Mo'er would reply that she was still looking for inspiration.
However, it had already been more than ten days, and she still could not produce a single song.
"Bang"
Supervisor Qi slammed the palm of his hand on the table.
Outside the office, everyone's ears perked up.
Surely it was over for Fang Mo'er. She had been behaving so arrogant recently and now she was receiving criticism.
She had not done her job properly.
How could she have thought that she could spend her working hours browsing through irrelevant videos without anyone finding out?
"I think Fang Mo'er's salary will be deducted this time."
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"There was one time when the cleaning lady when in to do her cleaning and noticed that Fang Mo'er's computer had not been switched off. Guess what she saw? Several websites had not been switched off yet. These sites were about anime, celebrity gossip, and shopping pages for skincare products. Those who don't know better would think that the young miss was here to relax."
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"That's right. I often see Fang Mo'er going to the pantry to make tea and eat snacks."
"Also, the last time I passed her, I had taken a few extra glances at her, so she proceeded to show me the latest clothes she was wearing, to try and show off her beauty."
Fang Mo'er was even more annoying than before.
In the past, Fang Mo'er had only wanted to chase Mu Chen. She had not had the time to get up to so many tricks.
Now, Fang Mo'er came to the office often, but she seemed to be idling around. Her behavior was just like that of a pampered heiress.
Currently, in the office, Supervisor Qi was reprimanding her, "You could at least come up with a half-finished song, even if it's just for show. It'd be better than not being able to produce a single song."
Fang Mo'er silently walked to her desk and sat down.
Supervisor Qi widened his eyes. "What are you doing?"
Fang Mo'er: "I'm looking for a half-finished product."
Supervisor Qi was so angry that he could not speak.
Fang Mo'er turned on her computer and clicked on something. Soon, the printer started.
A song quickly appeared on the piece of A4 paper.
Fang Mo'er handed it over. "Supervisor, calm down. How could I possibly give you a half-finished product? I was trying to improve it before I handed it over to you."
Supervisor Qi took it suspiciously.
He saw that there were a few large words written just before the title of the song: "The 99th Revised Version."
Wasn't this a little too much? Was this for real?
Supervisor Qi looked at Fang Mo'er's sincere gaze and pulled a chair over. He sat down and continued reading.
The song was called "Air".
Strangely, the lyrics of this song looked very complicated. Each line was more than 15 words long.
Looking at the densely packed lyrics, Supervisor Qi was dumbfounded.
Fang Mo'er had to be playing with him.
Since ancient times, which song had ever contained such lengthy lyrics that were like prose? It was so long that it would make people dizzy to look at it.
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"Sandalwood, osmanthus, grass, hyacinth, bergamot, cold air, hot air, stinky air."
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"Stinky fish, stinky mint, stinky camphor, stinky urine, stinky armpits, drifting in the air, drifting far away, drifting into the universe, gradually drifting away."
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Just as Supervisor Qi was about to lose his temper, he suddenly heard Fang Mo'er singing softly.
Supervisor Qi was instantly stunned.
The lyrics that had originally been nothing special, were unexpectedly nice to listen to when paired with Fang Mo'er's tune.
By the time Fang Mo'er had finished singing, Supervisor Qi was gripping the piece of paper tightly and looking at Fang Mo'er incredulously.
Fang Mo'er nodded. "That's right, the special thing about this song is that it will require a lot of lung capacity."
Actually, the lyrics were not unusual, but the continuous chanting that would challenge the singer's breath to the limit, actually made the song very special.
However, Supervisor Qi stared at the lyrics and suddenly felt a trace of hesitation. "But, our artistes might not have such a strong lung capacity."
Fang Mo'er nodded. "I know that. When the time comes, I will personally select the artiste who will be singing this song."
Supervisor Qi was pleased. "I had not expected you to work so hard. This song is very well written. Within the next few days, you should start the process of picking an artiste. After you're done, you may have a good holiday. Don't work too hard."
"I'm just doing my job." Fang Mo'er presented herself as if she loved her work.
Supervisor Qi glanced at the "99th version" at the top and left in satisfaction.
When Fang Mo'er's colleagues saw the door open, they glanced at it from the corner of their eyes. They did not expect to see Supervisor Qi beaming with joy.
Once Supervisor Qi came out, he waved to everyone. "You have to learn more from Little Fang. She spares no effort to find inspiration every day. This is what an ace arranger should do."
The other colleagues looked at each other, blankly.
They needed to learn from Fang Mo'er? Was he kidding?
Learn from Fang Mo'er to arrive late and leave early?
Learn from Fang Mo'er to drink afternoon tea and eat pastries?
Learn from Fang Mo'er to browse irrelevant web pages and surf the internet?
But now, in Supervisor Qi's eyes, these actions were seen as sparing no effort to find inspiration.
Looking at Supervisor Qi as he left, the colleagues were dumbfounded.
Then, they looked at Fang Mo'er, who was coming out to make coffee. They were all speechless.
Fang Mo'er slipped into the pantry again.
After making herself a cup of fragrant coffee, she entered her office.
She took out the drawing board that she had just bought, plugged it into the computer, and started work on her side hustle.
Even if people saw her, she could still say she was looking for inspiration.
It had been a long time since she had drawn a manga.
She was worried that her hands had gotten rusty, so she first drew a few characters.
On the computer screen, a few lifelike characters quickly appeared.
There were female protagonists with different styles, and there were male protagonists with different styles.
In order to verify whether her style of drawing was popular in this world, Fang Mo'er had drawn a few characters.
She then placed these few characters in a small video and posted them on the Vibrato app.
The title was "Which of these comic characters do you like?"
After posting it, Fang Mo'er put down her phone.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
A young girl sent over a few artistes' information and respectfully said to Fang Mo'er, "Teacher Fang, this is the information on the company's artistes who haven't debuted yet."
The so-called New Talent Rankings charts were the rankings for new singers who had just debuted.
As an arranger, according to the rules of this world, an arranger had a lot of power and could choose who would sing their songs.
The young girl asked again, "Teacher Fang, when will the audition begin?"
Fang Mo'er raised her head. "In three days' time."
"Alright." The young girl respectfully retreated, gently closed the door, and went to report the information.
Fang Mo'er was truly enjoying herself. She was addicted to holding the power of life and death.
1
Three days later.
In the recording studio.
The audition had been set for three in the afternoon.
Presumably, the other artistes had practiced their songs during this period of time.
In the recording studio.
"Teacher Fang, there are a total of five new artistes who will be participating in the audition for this song," the young assistant said to Fang Mo'er.
Fang Mo'er glanced at the people who were present and found that one was missing.
However, that didn't matter. Since there were people who did not cherish the opportunity, it would be their loss.
"Let's start in order."
She pulled a chair over and sat down outside the recording studio.
The first artiste to enter was attractive.
However, when she sang the first line, Fang Mo'er frowned. She knew that this person would not be able to do it.
Sure enough, the young artiste did not have enough lung capacity. Before the end of the song, her face and neck had already turned red. Her beautiful face now looked quite ferocious.
By the time this artiste had finished singing, she was already listless and her face had gone pale.
When she came out, she knew that her performance had not been good.
However, she bravely walked towards Fang Mo'er and said, "Teacher Fang, I've never seen a song with such long lyrics. This song of yours isn't something that a human being can sing."
She had practiced this song several times, yet every time, she had lacked the lung capacity to do it.
It would surely be the same for the others.
It was not that they were not good at singing at all, but because the song was too abnormal.
Fang Mo'er was expressionless. "Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean that others can't. Next."
As expected, the second singer was the same as the previous one. Her face had turned red after singing.
It was very scary.
The two artistes looked at each other in appreciation.
The third person was an ordinary-looking artiste.
She walked in silently, before putting on her headphones and taking a deep breath.
"Sandalwood, osmanthus, grass, hyacinth, bergamot, drifting in the air, drifting into the distance, drifting into the universe, drifting away…"
She sang the long line of lyrics very steadily.
The breath from the first word to the last, remained the same.
Fang Mo'er's eyes lit up.
She lowered her head to look at this person's profile. "Xia Zhi, 20 years old, music major."
Currently, there were no other works yet.
Initially, the others had not been convinced.
However, after listening to Xia Zhi's performance, they were all so ashamed that they could not speak.
This slap to the face had happened so quickly.
The fourth artiste even gave up and decided not to sing.
"Congratulations, this song is yours," Fang Mo'er said to Xia Zhi.
Xia Zhi looked at Fang Mo'er in surprise. "Thank you, Teacher Fang."
It was such a good song, and she was actually letting a newcomer like her sing it.
She was really lucky.
After settling the matter of the New Talent Ranking chart, Fang Mo'er and Xia Zhi added each other on WeChat and left early.
The other colleagues had already read the crazy lyrics that Fang Mo'er had written.
Now that they had seen Fang Mo'er leave with her bag, no one was surprised since they were already used to it. No one dared to speak a word of gossip.
The next day, Fang Mo'er would be needed at the event venue for the TV series.
The event was scheduled for five in the afternoon.
Hence, Fang Mo'er went to the company in the afternoon first.
Out of boredom, Fang Mo'er turned on her Vibrato app.
She wanted to see how the feedback on the portraits she had drawn previously, was coming along.
However, when she opened it, she saw countless messages popping up.
The number of private messages had been increased to 999+.
She was momentarily stunned before quickly clicking on it.
"Little Sister, your drawing is really good. Which website is your manga serialized on? I must go and see it."
"I like the image of the second male lead and the first female lead. Please continue drawing the story. Just looking at the faces of these two people makes me feel as if they are a couple."
Fang Mo'er opened the video from yesterday.
She realized that her likes had already reached 100,000+.
There were quite a number of fans who wanted to read the manga.
All of them expressed their desire to see the scene between the second male lead and the first female lead.
Fang Mo'er raised her eyebrows in surprise.
She had not expected that just a few portraits would be so popular.
She quickly went to see who the second male lead was, and smiled the moment she saw it.
The second male lead's image had been inspired by Shi Mo. Shi Mo always gave people the impression that he was tall and straight like a pine tree. He had a scholarly and ascetic air, so the image Fang Mo'er had drawn was also tall and handsome. She had even purposely increased this image by making him look a little thinner, which made his temperament even more prominent.
"So, everyone likes this type of image, a male image that is gentlemanly and ascetic."
She then looked at the first female lead.
The drawing of the first female lead had been inspired by the original image of Fang Mo'er in the book. Due to her flamboyant personality, that dared to love and hate, as well as her artistic refinement, she had turned into a seductive and confident female image.
However, there were shades of the current Fang Mo'er in there too.
Fang Mo'er smiled. Since the majority of the netizens had requested it, she would now draw the story of these two people.
Just like that, in the quiet office, the sound of the tip of a pen sliding across the drawing board could be heard.
Fang Mo'er quickly finished drawing the first story.
She did not choose any other platform, but made a video and posted it directly on Vibrato.
She stretched her body and looked at the time. It was still only three in the afternoon.
There were still two hours to the promotional event.
She stood up slowly and opened the door as usual. She then walked towards the pantry.
The colleagues outside were all used to it.
This person was definitely going to enjoy her afternoon tea time again.
Sure enough, Fang Mo'er went to the pantry and opened the fridge. She took out the pastries that she had prepared in advance and made herself a cup of steaming hot coffee.
She then leisurely returned to the office.
She did not notice that at the entrance of the Music Arrangement department, a person was pretending to pass by casually. When his gaze landed on Fang Mo'er's figure that had just returned to the office, he suddenly paused.
His eyes lit up and he ran away.
Fang Mo'er did not know that someone had tampered with her food.
It was almost five o'clock when Fang Mo'er walked out of her office.
She had left work early.
The chauffeur was already waiting at the door. As soon as Fang Mo'er got into the car, she instructed the chauffeur to go to the event venue.
After that, she closed her eyes and dozed off.
When the car arrived at the scene, Xiao Tian opened the car door.
She hurriedly nudged Fang Mo'er who was sleeping. "Sister, it's time to prepare."
Fang Mo'er stretched her body, suddenly feeling extremely tired.
However, she still stepped out of the car.
She headed for the dressing room.
Very quickly, Fang Mo'er, who was wearing a veil, sat quietly under the ministrations of the stylists.
Somehow, she felt a little sleepy.
She could not help but yawn, and soon fell asleep again.
Seeing that Fang Mo'er wasn't in the right state, Xiao Tian couldn't help but nudge Fang Mo'er again. "Sister, it's almost our turn. Why don't you seem to be in the right state today?"
Fang Mo'er squinted her eyes and realized that the stylists had already left.
Only she and Xiao Tian were left in the dressing room.
"How long have I been asleep?" Fang Mo'er also realized that she did not seem to have much energy and struggled to keep her eyelids open.
Xiao Tian hurriedly said, "You've already slept for an hour. Sister, are you alright?"
Xiao Tian could tell that Fang Mo'er was in a bad state.
Just then, a staff member came in through the door. "The performance is about to begin."
The choral theme song performance would be the opening for this event.
After that, the main creators of the TV series would be interviewed live.
"Help me up," Fang Mo'er said weakly.
Xiao Tian was shocked and quickly moved forward.
"Let's go," Fang Mo'er said.
"But you're now…" Xiao Tian said worriedly, "How are you going to go on stage in your current state?"
"It's too late, let's go on stage first." Fang Mo'er forced herself to stay alert.
She walked out next to Xiao Tian.
The fingers on her palm exerted force as she dug her sharp nails deep into the palm of her hands, forcing herself to wake up.
Just as she was about to leave the dressing room, a fair and clean-cut man suddenly entered the room.
Lang Qi's eyes lit up when he saw the Veiled Queen. "Veiled Queen, I'm Lang Qi, do you remember me? We chatted before. Let's have a meal together after the event."
He looked at Fang Mo'er curiously.
However, the Veiled Queen in front of him did not react at all.
Fang Mo'er was focused on fighting her drowiness. She could not care about making small talk at the moment.
Lang Qi had not expected the Veiled Queen to be so cold. He could not help but rub his chin in disappointment.
He quickly stepped aside and let them out.
Xiao Tian nervously said to Lang Qi, "I'm sorry, Sister is not feeling well now."
"Wait a moment." Lang Qi suddenly grabbed the Veiled Queen's hand. Her hands were fair and delicate. It was as if even a light touch could leave a mark.
"What's wrong with her?" Lang Qi quickly asked.
Only then did he realize that Xiao Tian was sweating profusely and that something was indeed not right with the Veiled Queen.
"Sleeping pills." Fang Mo'er spat out a few words softly.
Her voice did not have much strength.
In such a state, how could she sing well?
However, Lang Qi had already understood. "It's better not to go on stage like this. Isn't there another singer? Just let her sing."
Fang Mo'er shook her head and continued walking forward. She would not let Bai Rong's plan succeed.
Seeing that she was determined to go on stage, Lang Qi took another step forward. "Don't go out there yet."
..
A few minutes later.
As Fang Mo'er walked out of the dressing room, the host outside was already saying, "First, please listen to the theme song of the drama…"
Bai Rong was already waiting at the entrance to the stage.
Hearing that, she raised her eyebrows. Fang Mo'er was not able to come today.
Today's main event would be hers.
"Next, let's welcome the Veiled Queen and Bai Rong to sing 'Don't Hurt Me Again'."
The applause from the audience was thunderous.
Bai Rong was about to step onto the stage when she heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind her.
"Sister, it's your turn." It was Xiao Tian's voice.
Bai Rong turned around in disbelief and saw the assistant helping Fang Mo'er slowly walk over.
Behind her, Lang Qi had a worried expression on his face.
"If you can't hold on, then don't force yourself," Lang Qi whispered into Fang Mo'er's ear.
Fang Mo'er nodded.
She then walked out onto the stage decisively.
Bai Rong was stunned for a moment before she followed Fang Mo'er onto the stage.
She stared at Fang Mo'er's figure.
Her assistant had checked to make sure that Fang Mo'er had eaten all the pastries that had been drugged with sleeping pills.
How could she still be standing?
As expected, she then realized that Fang Mo'er's footsteps were a little unsteady.
Bai Rong's heart calmed down a little when she saw this.
It seemed as if she was just trying to hold on.
This was good too.
It would be even more interesting for Fang Mo'er to be embarrassed on stage.
On the stage, Fang Mo'er slowly wandered over to the standing microphone.
She held onto the microphone tightly, struggling to remain standing.
Bai Rong, on the other hand, smiled calmly.
All of a sudden, all the attention was on Bai Rong.
It was as if Fang Mo'er's aura had been overshadowed.