Huayu: Starting with living with a girl from Taiwan

Then came the judges' comments.

Yuan Weiren was still the first to speak:

"The performance was excellent."

"And Tank, I can tell you had a blast, huh? You really enjoyed singing, didn't you?"

Tank nodded with a smile.

Huang Yunling continued:

"It sounds great, I really like this version, the layers of sound really come through."

The little insect nodded:

"Your harmonies are very professional, and as for whether this version is good or not, I can't really comment. After all, the original singer is here and even participated in the performance, so we can't say too much."

"But this version really impressed me on set."

"......"

After finishing his comments, Tank on stage raised the microphone and said earnestly:

"I'd like to recommend this to everyone."

"The arrangement of this adapted version, including the harmony design and section allocation, was all done by Lin Mo."

"I only provided some original understanding and guidance on opera singing techniques."

"And he only spent an hour."

These words caused another uproar in the room.

The judges were all busy rehearsing their own and the contestants' songs, unaware that Lin Mo had participated in the rehearsal.

The key is time.

An hour? That's so short?

The "Ink" fans in the audience were even more delighted.

Lin Molian's arrangement skills are also this good?

After the initial surprise, the audience moved on to the voting stage, guided by the host, Tao Zi.

Five judges, each holding four points, for a total of twenty points.

"Please show your scores!"

Brush brush!

All four lights were on!

Total score: 20 points!

Full score!

"Congratulations Lin Mo! You've advanced to the top twelve with a perfect score!" Tao Zi announced loudly.

The studio erupted in cheers once again!

Lin Mo and Tank bowed in thanks.

The latter returned to the guest seats, while Lin Mo returned to the contestant area to take his seat.

If there were still some people who disagreed before, thinking that Lin Mo was just lucky, handsome, and could write a couple of songs.

Tonight's performance completely shattered those ideas.

To rearrange such a hit song in just one hour demonstrates genuine musical talent and creative ability.

Even Tank, a popular singer from Taiwan, praised him highly.

There's absolutely nothing to criticize.

Li Xuanrong was the first to stand up, give a thumbs up, and sincerely say, "Lin Mo, you're amazing! Awesome!"

Yang Zongwei's bitter face was also full of admiration.

Lin Youjia went even further: "Brother Mo, share a bit of your musical talent with me!"

After dealing with everyone's congratulations, Lin Mo returned to his seat.

Once the recording of the show was finished, the top twelve contestants of the Superstars were officially selected.

Lin Mo retrieved his phone from the program's assistant.

There were three missed calls on the screen, all from Liu Genghong.

He immediately thought of the last time he played basketball; it must be news from the "Kung Fu Dunk" production team.

I called back, and the call was answered quickly.

"Hey Coach Liu, sorry, I was recording a show just now."

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Liu Genghong's cheerful voice came through. "I just remembered you were still competing. By the way, my girlfriend really likes your songs. Let's have dinner together sometime."

"Okay," Lin Mo replied with a smile.

He remembered that Liu Genghong was still unmarried, but he had a feeling that he would be soon.

The girlfriend he mentioned should be his wife, Wang Wanfei, who later did aerobics with him on live stream.

But that's not necessarily true.

"Let's get down to business," Liu Genghong said on the other end of the phone, getting back to the point.

"You need to come and report to the 'Kung Fu Dunk' crew the day after tomorrow. Filming starts at the end of the month, and all the actors need to gather first to familiarize themselves with the script and finalize their looks."

"OK, no problem," Lin Mo said. "See you the day after tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, he was about to leave when he saw Yuan Weiren and Tank talking as they walked this way.

The two greeted Lin Mo with smiles when they saw him.

"Lin Mo, you haven't left yet?"

"I just made a phone call and I'm about to leave."

Tank walked over and patted Lin Mo's shoulder forcefully:

"Today's collaboration was great! Let's write songs together when you're less busy!"

"Okay." Lin Mo nodded, but something else was weighing on his mind.

He remembered that Tank had a family history of heart disease—his sister died suddenly in her sleep last year from a heart attack, and his aunt also died of a heart attack a few months later.

Tank himself was later hospitalized multiple times due to heart disease, and at one point his life was in danger.

Perhaps reminding him now could prevent some tragedies?

But how can I start the conversation without sounding abrupt?

Just then, Yuan Weiren saw that he had just hung up the phone and jokingly said:

"What, you're already telling your girlfriend the good news after the competition?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's heart stirred slightly, and he sighed in response:

"It's not good news...it's something a bit upsetting."

"Oh?" Yuan Weiren's smile faded. "What's wrong?"

"My girlfriend's great-aunt and great-uncle's niece, her mother suddenly passed away from a heart attack last month, and then she went for a physical examination today and found out that it was hereditary. The doctor said that it was fortunate that it was discovered early, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Lin Mo's tone was quite heavy.

Yuan Weiren's expression also turned serious:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know this had happened."

"It's alright, Teacher Yuan." Lin Mo shook his head, his gaze seemingly unintentionally sweeping over Tank.

Sure enough, Tank's face turned pale instantly.

Yuan Weiren noticed it too and quickly asked, "Jianzhong, what's wrong? You look so pale?"

He realized what he had said as soon as he asked the question.

News reports indicate that he lost his sister last year, and his aunt passed away a few months later; both were from heart disease.

Tank forced a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Lin Mo seized the opportunity to say:

"Teacher Lü, please take care of your health. I've heard that some diseases are hereditary, so it's always good to get checked in advance."

He phrased it tactfully, but his meaning was clear.

Tank was silent for a few seconds, then nodded:

"Thank you, I will be careful."

The atmosphere became somewhat heavy for a moment.

Yuan Weiren quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

"Lin Mo, you did a great job today, keep it up."

"Jianzhong, don't think too much, just get some rest."

Lin Mo chimed in, "Yes, being an artist can be quite unpredictable, so regular checkups are really necessary. What do you think, Professor Yuan?"

Yuan Weiren was taken aback. Why was this related to me?

However, he did recall that Lin Mo had mentioned the physical examination to him last time:

"Yes, that's right, that's how it is."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Lin Mo left first.

Stepping out of the CTV building, a cool night breeze caressed my face.

Lin Mo turned around and glanced at the brightly lit building.

He didn't know how effective his reminder would be, but he couldn't bear to keep quiet about things he knew.

He took out his phone and sent Zeng Peici a text message:

[Finished recording, perfect score, advances immediately, going back right away.]

Almost immediately, Zeng Peici called, her voice filled with excitement:

"Amo, do you know who just called me?"

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this:

"Could she really be your distant aunt's, uncle's, or great-uncle's niece?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Zeng Peici was both amused and exasperated by Lin Mo's words.

"It's the 'Super Star Avenue' program team! They told me to participate in the challenger round next Wednesday!"