Queen Lin’s lips parted slightly in surprise.
No matter how you looked at him, Xu Mo radiated an aura of—absolute expertise, the kind that screamed "I know it all!"
This man was downright terrifying!
After a brief pause, Queen Lin finally snapped out of her daze and spoke.
"Do you need more practice? I can wait."
Lin An'an swallowed hard.
Xu Mo burst into laughter. "No need."
Queen Lin blinked her phoenix-like eyes and reluctantly let it go.
"Are you ready?"
"Ahem—yeah, yeah."
"Alright, I’ll start then."
"Be gentle. Take it slow."
"Don’t worry, I’ve got plenty of experience—wait, no, I mean, I’m very experienced. Relax."
And then, in the next moment—
Xu Mo began playing the violin.
But even after the intro had passed, Queen Lin still hadn’t started singing.
Xu Mo had no choice but to pause, raising an eyebrow. "Something wrong?"
Queen Lin stared at him in disbelief. "Do you play the violin often?"
Xu Mo chuckled. "When would I have time for that? I haven’t touched it in years. Why, is there a problem?"
What?!
He hadn’t played in years, and yet he hadn’t lost his touch?
What kind of god-tier talent was this?!
Queen Lin was utterly speechless. After a long moment, she managed to croak out, "No problem. Let’s continue."
Comparing yourself to others only makes you want to die!!!
She couldn’t let Xu Mo keep humiliating her like this.
She needed to soothe her fragile, helpless soul with her singing—immediately.
Xu Mo quickly slipped back into the rhythm.
This time, Lin An'an didn’t falter.
Once the intro ended, she seamlessly matched his tempo.
As a professional singer, immersing herself in a song came naturally.
It was the most basic skill of her craft.
This composition was exceptional.
It struck a deep chord within her, resonating instantly.
Of course, as a seasoned artist, Lin An'an could slip into the emotional state much faster than an amateur.
Not that the song was too complex for ordinary people to connect with—
it just wouldn’t hit them as profoundly.
That was the difference between a professional and a layperson.
If there were no distinctions,
everyone in the world would be a singer.
Roughly four minutes later,
the song came to an end.
Lin An'an slowly opened her eyes.
She had been lost in the music, eyes shut in total absorption.
And more than that—
their collaboration had been flawless.
It was nothing short of—
perfect synchronization!!!
Ahhh...
Lin An'an’s chest still heaved slightly after finishing the song.
Her mind was now completely consumed by the song’s message—environmental protection.
Spiritually, she had become the eco-conscious girl depicted in Xu Mo’s composition.
She turned to him and said, "Keep all the earnings from this song. On behalf of everyone who cares for the environment, I thank you."
The song’s significance went far beyond commercial value.
It effortlessly resonated with listeners,
subtly reinforcing their awareness of environmental issues.
That in itself was an immeasurable treasure.
A true masterpiece!
So this time, Queen Lin had no intention of taking a single cent.
But Xu Mo just raised an eyebrow. "Did you forget our agreement?"
Queen Lin froze, then smiled apologetically.
"My mistake. In that case, I’ll donate my share to the environmental bureau."
"Up to you."
Xu Mo didn’t care.
How Lin An'an spent her money was her own business.
He just wanted his own pocket money.
"Then I’ll have my assistant arrange it and pass the song to one of our rising female artists. She’ll be the one to perform it."
Queen Lin’s reputation was undeniable.
As a top-tier figure in the industry,
it was said that a strong leader never had weak followers.
Lin An'an had mentored several stars herself,
many of whom were now red-hot celebrities.
Some had even surpassed her own fame.
Huh? Why didn’t they just go independent?
First, you needed money. Second, connections and resources.
Plus, these artists were groomed by the company,
bound by contracts lasting years—even decades.
If they got too arrogant after hitting it big,
they’d pay the price.
Of course,
even so, most wouldn’t leave even if offered the chance.
Because under Queen Lin’s wing, they thrived.
As for handing the song to someone else,
Xu Mo simply shrugged.
It didn’t matter who sang it.
As long as he got his cut.
In about ten minutes,
the ever-efficient Queen Lin had everything sorted.
Then she pulled out a bottle of premium Armand de Brignac champagne from the fridge.
Naturally, there was a fridge here.
When inspiration struck,
or when a sudden craving hit,
it was convenient to have refreshments on hand.
No need to run downstairs.
Oh, and there was also a bed.
No, don’t get the wrong idea.
It was just for those times when exhaustion set in
during brainstorming sessions.
A place to rest when needed.
Honestly,
the mansion was so massive you could park a cruise ship inside.
"Here, Xu Mo, a toast to you!" Queen Lin handed him a glass of champagne.
Xu Mo accepted it,
and their glasses clinked.
Ting-------------
The crystal-clear chime of fine glassware.
Lin An'an downed hers in one go.
Xu Mo followed suit.
Once the glasses were empty,
Queen Lin immediately refilled them.
"Come on, one more."
Seeing her pour another round—
and filling her own glass just as generously—
Xu Mo sighed in resignation.
Their glasses met again.
Lin An'an knocked hers back without hesitation.
The alcohol was nothing to Xu Mo.
He drained his glass just as quickly.
"Come on, not bad—you’re pretty sturdy. Ah, I mean, your alcohol tolerance is impressive. Here, finish this one, and there’s three more to go."
"...Cough, cough."
Watching Queen Lin refill his glass yet again, Xu Mo let out an awkward cough.
But she completely ignored his subtle protest.
Another glass, another swift gulp.
Since she was the host,
Xu Mo had no choice but to play along and drink up.
Just as Queen Lin was about to repeat the process—
Xu Mo suddenly cut in.
"Aren’t you going to test the other nine songs?"
Pfft!!!!!!!!
The champagne in her mouth
sprayed straight onto Xu Mo’s face.
Absolute legend!!!!!
The look on Lin An'an’s face was priceless.
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To all the loyal fans out there, please hold on just a little longer.
The name change isn’t finalized yet, but it should be approved soon.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
