The drum set was ready, and the intro began.
It was almost two in the morning. The staff were groggy from staying up all night, but the drum intro jolted their very souls!
It was deafening!
Everyone suddenly woke up.
Ling Qianhe's original version was dark and yandere, a少年's spoiled plea mixed with a pathological threat.
But when Lin Mucian's intro struck, it felt incredibly grand and expansive. How to put it, it opened up the scope, opened up the realm.
She leaned into the microphone and began to sing.
With my flesh and blood, my soul as sacrifice, I gift you a hundred lifetimes of peace.
My soul transcends to Mang Mountain, with no return, I send you a dream, a fated encounter.
For ten thousand lifetimes, I sing of legends.
A thousand times, a thousand times, I shall save you.
Good heavens, she had even changed the lyrics!
And her voice…
Gone was the previous cool and aloof demeanor of a young lady. It became magnificent and audacious, yet it was precise and so full of emotion that it seeped into people's hearts.
The ninety-eight contestants on stage widened their eyes, as if hearing celestial music and their ears were momentarily enlightened!
This little girl, this little girl, how dare she change Qianhe's song.
But why did her changes sound so good?
There was no yandere feeling anymore.
It wasn't dark either.
It was a pure and innocent maiden, sacrificing everything for the one she loved.
Burning her own soul!
Exchanging all of me for your lifelong glory.
Using my soul to illuminate you, to light your path home.
And Ling Qianhe listened to her sing, stunned.
He heard every word of the lyrics clearly.
It was precisely because Ling Qianhe heard clearly that he was even more deeply moved.
He stared blankly at the girl on stage. Her face was clearly delicate and lovely, but in an instant, as she looked up, her eyes seemed to churn with the wind and clouds.
Audacious as she was.
She was the most brilliant color in the world.
She played the drums with the most intense emotion, and the song reached its tempo change. She leaned into the microphone, each word seeping into his heart, making his breath catch.
Who can save me?
It is you.
Who can redeem me?
It is you.
I will never leave you.
He dared not blink. Many years ago, in the summer, he had followed a gentle girl. He had asked her.
Will anyone love me?
She had said.
Little He will be loved by many people in the future. But Little He, don't forget, it's big sister who saved you, who guided you through the arduous journey of life.
Big sister will never leave Little He.
He followed Lin Mucian silently.
He never forgot the gentle smile on that face.
And now. Ling Qianhe looked at the girl on stage, her hair flying.
The rhythm of the drums accompanied the beat of his heart. He looked at her, and at some point, the rhythm finally stopped.
She said.
My performance is complete. Please, mentors, give your critique.
Everyone looked at Ling Qianhe.
He was the chief judge.
The young man stood there, his face unreadable, showing no joy or sorrow, just silence.
The staff below whispered among themselves.
This little girl named Lin Mucian is so audacious!
Who gave her the right to randomly change Little Qianhe's song? She's changed the lyrics all over the place. She's simply making a mess of it. If I were Little Qianhe, I would be very angry!
Everyone thought.
Ling Qianhe would give her an F card!
The contestants of "Tomorrow's Idol" were graded into levels A, B, C, D, and F.
There was also a unique S-level card.
It was the C-position candidate card.
But Ling Qianhe had clearly stated before that this card might not be issued in the first recording. He was strict, so no one expected to get that card.
The contestants on stage were also discussing in low voices.
Although she sang very well, she changed Little Qianhe's song. Doesn't Little Qianhe hate it when people touch his things? This is Little Qianhe's Achilles' heel!
It must be an F!
Perhaps, Little Qianhe would immediately lose his temper and kick her off the show!
Ling Qianhe, however, gazed deeply at Lin Mucian and asked.
Are these your own lyrics?
Lin Mucian nodded.
Yes. I adapted them myself.
The system screamed in Lin Mucian's mind.
Host, you are cheating! Tsk tsk tsk, I guarantee that Ling Qianhe must be flashing with many memories right now.
After all, you are the one who has been with him for five full years, and you have had so much influence on his life!
And back then, you sold your talent to buy him a guitar, compromised with Feng Yuting for him, negotiated with Mrs. Ling, a young lady from a prominent family, his fiancée, and ran off to live in hardship in an orphanage for him. You endured so much suffering for him. No matter how ruthless this little brat is, he won't be able to remain unmoved after knowing the truth, will he?
Lin Mucian raised an eyebrow.
She complained to the system in her mind.
I don't think so.
This Ling Qianhe is such a little brat.
He has no heart.
Otherwise, how could he be a villain?
Ling Qianhe looked at her deeply again.
Then he turned to consult with the other judges. In less than three minutes, he turned back and said.
Your pitch is impeccable.
Your drum rhythm is very steady.
Your lyrics show some talent.
Then he said.
Congratulations, contestant. I will give you the S card.
He could fluently call out the names of other contestants, but when it came to Lin Mucian, he paused, and in the end, he still couldn't smoothly say Lin Mucian's name.
Damn it, why did she have to have the same name as her sister?
And the other contestants erupted in an uproar!
Actually, seeing Lin Mucian's performance, this S card was quite well-deserved. She sang too beautifully, too outstandingly. But the crux of the matter was, how could Little Qianhe give her an S card?
This didn't make sense!
Everyone was confused.
She didn't dance, could she be lacking in other areas?
Generally, a group needs a lead vocalist, and as long as the dancing can keep up with the rhythm, it's fine. But someone had to be picky. Ling Qianhe looked at Lin Mucian and asked.
Can you dance?
Lin Mucian nodded.
Even if she couldn't, she could exchange points on the spot to acquire dance skills.
Ling Qianhe didn't make things difficult for her any further.
Come up and take your S card.
He would not let his emotions affect his work. The young lady in front of him indeed possessed some talent.