Chapter 60: Chapter 60 The Singer-Songwriter Competition Begins Chapter 60: Chapter 60 The Singer-Songwriter Competition Begins When Mo Mo entered the venue earlier and spotted Wu Mu, it was entirely because she noticed that the hand passing her the notebook didn’t match the identity of a security guard.
It was too fair and too good-looking,
and it seed a bit familiar.
Then she recognized him.
After exclaiming a few words, Mo Mo turned to the main reason she called Wu Mu out.
She pulled out a lunch box from behind her and smiled, “Mr. Wu Mu, I rember you’re quite particular about food, and the als for security shouldn’t be too great, right? So I thought I’d bring you sothing to eat.”
*Huh, bringing food?*
Wu Mu was a bit surprised. He really hadn’t expected Mo Mo to call him out for this reason.
To be honest, he was indeed fond of good food, and he hadn’t really liked the als they just had.
However, they were still filming the show…
Wu Mu looked over to Lin Qingyue, who was secretly filming not far behind, “Director Lin, I think Mo Mo bringing food doesn’t count as breaking the rules. Mo Mo is quite kind; she can’t stand seeing others go hungry. It makes sense to deliver food even for strangers.”
This food delivery from Mo Mo was definitely against the rules. If he accepted it, they would certainly deduct his pay.
He tried to justify Mo Mo’s actions, just like when he borrowed money before.
But Lin Qingyue rely smiled at him.
Wu Mu clicked his tongue, “Alright, go ahead and deduct the pay then.”
He directly accepted the al provided by Mo Mo.
Mo Mo only learned that Wu Mu would be penalized monetarily for accepting a favor. She laughed softly in embarrassnt, “Sorry, I didn’t know you had such a rule.”
“It’s okay, it’s only ten percent, sixteen bucks, I can afford that.”
Wu Mu waved it off generously.
There were many things happening for Mo Mo at the venue, so she couldn’t stay long. After delivering the al, she had to leave, but before heading back, she rembered sothing and couldn’t help but say,
“Mr. Wu Mu, your online shop’s pricing is way too high!”
Having followed Wu Mu’s Weibo, she naturally knew about the hot topic from yesterday.
Not only that, but her Weibo was also filled with complaints from fans who were trying to make her see Wu Mu’s true colors and urging her not to have any ties with a celebrity like Wu Mu, whose character was allegedly terrible.
“Even Mr. Zheng Qiang and others were talking about your online shop this morning. They all thought your pricing was unreasonable!”
Mo Mo wasn’t bold enough to directly accuse Mr. Wu Mu of exploiting fans with those prices, so she used more tactful language.
Clearly, they all disagreed with Wu Mu’s shop prices.
*This again?*
Wu Mu chuckled. One could only say the system was too outrageous, making anyone with a normal mind suspicious.
He laughed, “I think the pricing is okay; anyhow, my online store is nearly sold out.”
*Almost sold out?*
Busy with the show, Mo Mo hadn’t checked for new updates and was montarily stunned.
She instinctively pulled out her phone to check.
And then… it was actually sold out!
Not just the cups, but by noon, most other items in Wu Mu’s store were also nearly gone.
*How could such outrageous prices still attract buyers?*
Mo Mo gaped.
*With Mr. Wu Mu’s reputation falling apart like this, could he still have fans?*
*And with fans this powerful?*
She was quite amazed, “I truly thought no one would buy your stuff, Mr. Wu Mu, and I even ordered a few sets to support you.”
Well, another audience mber added.
Lin Qingyue motioned to the caraman beside her, signaling to get a close-up of Mo Mo.
Having said what she needed to say, Mo Mo, eager for the match later, didn’t linger and left early.
Wu Mu took the al that Mo Mo had brought and found a spot to enjoy it.
…
By three o’clock in the afternoon, the concert venue began letting the audience in.
Once the pressure outside eased, so of the security was repositioned to the inner area.
Wu Mu was among them.
Lin Qingyue and two caran, lacking work badges or audience tickets, couldn’t enter.
The two sides temporarily split, but soon enough they sohow managed to snag a few temporary work passes, blending in to continue filming.
Just like in the morning, Wu Mu kept chatting with people to maintain the cara angle.
He asked a nearby audience mber, “Hey, buddy, what’s the the for this episode?”
The audience mber, who was also quite the talker, quickly responded, “It’s ‘Mother.’ Little Mo picked it last episode; it seems like she might not have much advantage writing about this. I doubt she has much insight into such matters.”
*Mother?*
Wu Mu felt a stir in his heart.
He just happened to have a song written about a mother.
Previously, he had drawn Zhao Lei’s “I Rember,” a song praised as an excellent piece about mothers.
This song, plus his skills, would be unstoppable on stage, wouldn’t it?
What a pity.
Wu Mu shook his head.
He couldn’t get on stage.
Coming over as security to boost results, even if they found out, they’d let it slide for the sake of Beijing TV Station. They wouldn’t hold it against him.
After all, it didn’t disrupt their show.
But suddenly rushing to the stage to sing would purely be disruption.
Even if he didn’t get along with Star City TV Station, doing such a thing would instantly ruin his reputation.
Not to ntion, even Lin Qingyue wouldn’t agree to that.
After all, when you’re the instigator, there’s no escaping consequences. If you crash soone else’s live show, what’s to stop them from crashing yours next ti?
This thought briefly crossed Wu Mu’s mind, but he didn’t linger on it, only curiously asking the person next to him, “Why wouldn’t Mo Mo have an edge on the the of ‘Mother’?”
That audience mber elaborated, “As they say, adversity inspires creativity. Little Mo’s family is too happy; she grew up soaking in love, so obviously she wouldn’t have much insight in this area. Haven’t you noticed how her songs are generally positive, focusing on perseverance and striving forward?”
True enough.
Mo Mo’s family was famously happy within the circle. Who didn’t know about her loving parents and the great family atmosphere?
Wu Mu nodded. When he first heard Mo Mo sing the song “Shipwreck,” it was precisely that kind of song.
Though titled “Shipwreck,” its core ssage was about optimism and strength after adversity.
In songwriting and creation, lacking profound insight is indeed a drawback.
Especially with thes like “Mother,” where emotional depth is essential.
If a song can’t touch the heart, its infectiousness will be limited.
This audience mber, with whom Wu Mu struck up a conversation, was clearly a fan of Mo Mo, constantly ntioning Little Mo and steering any topic back to her.
Luckily, he didn’t know Wu Mu’s identity, otherwise, he might have jumped up to land a punch or two.
As Wu Mu chatted away,
the audience in the venue gradually filled up.
At four in the afternoon, the lights inside the venue suddenly dimd.
Next, a spotlight shone on the center stage.
The very Mo Mo they were just talking about slowly ascended with the lift.
The show had begun.
This episode was a concert-type live broadcast, coupled with the fact that there were only four pairs left, just eight people remaining.
If they went straight into song competitions, the length wouldn’t suffice.
Thus, there needed to be so guest performances in between.
As the marquee act of the show, Mo Mo was naturally the first to perform.
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