"Wow, I thought that was a girl."
"Truly impressive. And the singing is excellent too—rich in emotion, with a clear voice. A few minor improvisations actually made it sound even more pleasant than the original."
The two of them exchanged a few whispered words and then stood there, listening quietly.
After the song ended, applause erupted around them. The singer thanked the audience and then began another song.
Only this time, it wasn’t a female voice but a male one—equally clear and filled with a youthful energy.
As Chu Tian listened, the smile on his face slowly faded, and his brow furrowed.
"Huh? What’s wrong? Doesn’t it sound good?"
"It sounds great. Why wouldn’t it?"
"Then why are you frowning?"
Feeling the cool touch of Xu Qingqiu’s small hand on his forehead, Chu Tian shook his head with a smile.
"It’s nothing. I just thought of something."
Actually, this young singer had suddenly reminded him of someone from his past—an old acquaintance, who could also be called a good friend. A singer named Zhou Shen from his previous life came to mind; he was strikingly similar to the person singing now. Other than their different appearances and this person being slightly taller, their vocal styles were exceptionally compatible—so clean and pure, they sounded almost heavenly.
With this thought, he glanced back and waved at Li Chunhua, who was chatting with Yiyi behind him.
At first, Li Chunhua didn’t react, but when he waved a second time, she quickly hurried over.
"What is it? Did something happen? Are there paparazzi?"
Seeing Li Chunhua’s serious expression, Chu Tian quickly waved his hand.
"No. See that performer? Sign him!"
"Huh? Who is he? Do you know him?"
"You don’t know him? And you want to sign him just like that? Isn’t that a bit rash?"
Chu Tian smiled confidently and shook his head.
"Not rash at all. Trust me on this; you won’t be disappointed."
Although she didn’t quite understand, Li Chunhua decided to trust Chu Tian.
Others might not know, but how could she not be aware? This seemingly young man before her—the one her charge, Xu Qingqiu, had been hung up on for so many years—appeared inept on the surface. In reality, however, he was an incredibly talented lyricist, composer, music arranger, and even the owner of an entertainment company. She might deliberate over advice from others, but she always gave Chu Tian’s words particular weight.
"Alright, leave it to me. I’ll investigate him first."
An investigation was certainly necessary; aspects like his social connections and personal character were very important. Although his interest was piqued by the young man’s talent and the resemblance to an old acquaintance, if his character proved to be poor, Chu Tian would rather pass on him. It was better to avoid a situation where things went south and ended up dragging others down as well; that would truly not be worth the trouble.
After this interlude, no one was really in the mood to listen anymore.
Standing there for so long had become quite tiring. Besides, Xu Qingqiu was already exhausted from her day and had a recording session scheduled for tomorrow. Sensing her starting to doze off beside him, Chu Tian immediately turned to head back.
Behind them, Li Chunhua waited for a break after the singer finished another song, then went over to exchange contact information.
Chu Tian didn’t know what they discussed, nor was he particularly interested. He had full confidence in Li Chunhua to handle such matters; she was far more professional in these things than he was.
"Alright, let’s head back. Get some rest early; we have another busy day tomorrow."
Since they were in a hotel with many cameras and people around, the two of them avoided any overly intimate contact.
After a simple goodbye, they both returned to their respective rooms to freshen up. Then, as if by unspoken agreement, they both lay on their beds, pulled out their phones, and started a video call.
"You finished freshening up so quickly?"
"Of course. How much longer should it take?"
"Aren’t girls usually quite meticulous? Skincare routines and all that?"
"Are you implying I’m high-maintenance? Besides, with my natural beauty, do I even need skincare?"
"Ah, you have a point there, haha! My bad. You’re practically a fairy descended to earth; how could I measure you by mortal standards? A slip of the tongue, truly!"
"Hmph, at least you have some discernment!"
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"Huh? No, it’s not! Where?"
Chu Tian watched her naively turn on the light and scrutinize her face mask in front of the camera, and he chuckled, amused.
After a good while, Xu Qingqiu finally realized she’d been had, her face immediately turning crimson.
Teasing his girlfriend until she got a little flustered was, it seemed, their own unique pre-sleep game.
After some more laughter and teasing, the atmosphere gradually calmed. They chatted in relaxed tones until, eventually, the soft, faint sounds of her even breathing came from her end of the call.
Seeing that Xu Qingqiu had fallen asleep, Chu Tian silently ended the video call. He lay in bed, filled with contentment, ready for sleep.