Brother Long, Sell Me This Song!

Feng Bingbing had known Lin Mu for so many years and had heard his terrible singing countless times.

Upon hearing the song Quiet, she felt not only shock but also joy.

Senior Lin can actually sing this well?

And he can write songs too.

Isn't that talent and looks combined?

So I didn't like the wrong person after all?

Wow, Mom, I'm melting!

Feng Bingbing was very confident that if Dawei Tianlong was indeed Senior Lin, she would be 100% sure as soon as he sang again.

But she never expected that when she eagerly awaited Dawei Tianlong's performance, his voice would suddenly transform into that of a weathered old man.

Could it be that Senior Lin not only sings but is also so skilled that he can change his voice at will?

If they weren't recording the show, Feng Bingbing would have immediately grabbed her phone and asked Lin Mu directly.

The three mentors' hearts churned with various emotions, and the audience was equally silent.

The song had only simple guitar accompaniment, yet it managed to draw listeners into an emotion filled with nostalgia and unwillingness.

"Towards the seduction of love, the pull of fate, I fought back with overconfidence, until death do us part."

"Why can't I remember who gave me the last hug, and when."

As the last lyric ended, the melody plucked from the guitar strings gradually faded, slowly disappearing...

The song concluded, its lingering notes echoing.

Wang Xinzhe quickly wiped the corner of his eyes, then stood up and applauded.

The audience, still immersed in the song's emotions, also rose to their feet and clapped.

The extras responsible for hyping up the atmosphere were stunned; fine, they didn't need to lead the crowd anymore.

Zhang Zheng also stood up, clapping his hands forcefully, making one worry if he would break them.

Damn it, I can only numb my tear ducts with pain, otherwise wouldn't I, a mentor of this caliber, be utterly embarrassed crying in public?

Feng Bingbing did not stand up, nor did she clap. She was completely bewildered at this moment.

Is it him?

Is it not him?

Is it him?

Is it not him?

Ahhh!

I'm going to break!

At the other end of the mentor's seats, Zhou Yiyi also remained seated.

He, a mere idol who had never suffered hardship and was forcefully pushed by capital, had skipped the stages of struggle and setbacks, fast-forwarding directly to the peak of his life.

His life experience was fundamentally incomplete, insufficient to support his empathy for this song.

Furthermore, seeing that Feng Bingbing didn't seem to like the song much, he decided to put on an act of sharing the same sentiment.

"Feng Bingbing will definitely feel that she and I are in sync, hehehehe."

However, Feng Bingbing didn't notice him at all at this moment. Instead, she stared intently at the stage, as if trying to see through the man playing the guitar behind the curtain.

"Junior Feng, you're dumbfounded now, aren't you? Wahaha!"

Feng Bingbing's actions were naturally seen by Lin Mu on stage through the display screen.

Lin Mu suddenly felt refreshed, having the feeling of regaining control over the disobedient junior.

So comfortable.

"Dawei Tianlong contestant, is this song Hill your original work?"

At this moment, Zhang Zheng on the mentor's seat stabilized his emotions and asked the stage.

"No."

Lin Mu replied.

His voice had been altered by a voice changer into a mechanical sound, making it impossible to tell who it was.

"Huh? It's not your original?"

Lin Mu's words caused an uproar among the audience, and Wang Xinzhe and Zhang Zheng exchanged bewildered glances.

We've never heard this song before. It's not Dawei Tianlong's original?

Then did he take someone else's song and pass it off as his own?

"I dreamt it."

Lin Mu, with the self-awareness of a porter, knew this song belonged to Old Li and couldn't claim it as his own original work.

"Haha, you're quite humorous. As expected of a middle-aged man who's seen his fair share of storms," Zhang Zheng chuckled, automatically placing Lin Mu among his peers.

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Zhang. You guessed correctly, I am indeed not young anymore," Lin Mu said delightedly, immediately playing along with Zhang Zheng's words.

Looking at the display screen, Feng Bingbing's face was blank, like a little flower battered by a gale. Lin Mu almost burst out laughing.

Why is teasing Junior so much fun?

"This song truly captures the reflections of a middle-aged man on life. It moved me greatly, at least. What do you think, Old Wang?" Zhang Zheng praised, then tossed the question to Wang Xinzhe, who had keenly noticed Wang Xinzhe secretly wiping his eyes.

"Teacher Zhang, you're already a winner in life, yet you put on a facade of hardship. How are we failed middle-aged men supposed to live?" Wang Xinzhe's words brought laughter from the audience. He then turned his gaze to the curtain on stage and slowly said, "Hill, I feel like this song was written for me. Dawei Tianlong, why don't you consider selling the copyright to me?"

The audience was stunned for a moment, then erupted in exclamations.

"Wang Xinzhe is actually asking the contestant directly for the song?"

"Dawei Tianlong is amazing!"

"This song is truly worth it. Even this old man was almost moved to tears."

Wang Xinzhe hadn't used a single word of praise, but his words were the greatest compliment to Lin Mu and Hill.

"Hey, hey, Old Wang, you can't do that. Brother Long, I was the one who applauded first. Sell this song to me!" Zhang Zheng pretended to block Wang Xinzhe, even shamelessly calling Lin Mu "Brother Long."

A burst of laughter came from the audience.

"As expected of Leather Pants Zhang, he really knows how to stir things up."

"Two mentors are fighting over a song? Who exactly is this Dawei Tianlong?"

"Could it be some big shot from the industry pretending to be a nobody?"

The audience's curiosity about "Dawei Tianlong's" identity began to grow.

"Not bad," Chen Xin smiled with satisfaction. The previous contestants had been rather bland. It wasn't until "Dawei Tianlong" appeared that the show finally had some real impact. A good song is what truly holds the stage!

At this moment, the female host walked onto the stage, standing outside the curtain. She addressed the two mentors, "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Wang, we can discuss buying the song later. Isn't it time to vote?"

"Oh, right, let's get down to business. What do you say, Old Wang, shall we do it together?" Zhang Zheng said with a smile to Wang Xinzhe.

The two exchanged a knowing glance and simultaneously pressed the blue buttons in front of their chairs.

A blue light illuminated the tables before them, signifying that the mentors had cast a "pass" vote. With two votes, Lin Mu had entered the pending zone and wouldn't be eliminated directly. One more vote would secure his spot in the top 80 nationwide.

"Teacher Zhou Yiyi, what are your thoughts on Dawei Tianlong's performance?" the female host asked Zhou Yiyi with a smile, calling him "Teacher." Zhang Zheng and Wang Xinzhe also smiled, but felt a bit awkward inside. Why does he call everyone "Teacher"? Does the person even deserve it? After Zhou Yiyi's attempt to "harass" Feng Bingbing earlier, neither of them had a good impression of this pretty boy.

Before speaking, Zhou Yiyi glanced at Feng Bingbing, then said with a serious expression, "I don't like this song."

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