Chapter 181: 《Father》

On stage, Zhao Xueqin had already finished singing the entire song.

As mentioned before, the theme of this song is the bond between master and disciple, but it actually brushes against the edges of romance; the disciple in the song possesses a mindset of "defying the master and ancestors."

—Filial piety turned rigid.

Once the song ended, the professional judging panel could be said to have showered him with fierce praise.

Yuan Hewen and Huang Xishan have such high status in the circle; among these professional judges, lyricists and composers are the majority, followed by some music critics with relatively high fame.

With the two Great Gods joining forces, if you dared to say a single bad word, you would be offending both at once.

And don't forget, these two come from Pineapple and Cilong, two of the four major companies.

Luo Mo dares to provoke the four major companies and dares to strip away their Face, but we dare not.

Do you still want to survive in this circle?

What's more, the quality of this song, "Master," is indeed top-notch, and the live audience was also hyped up by it.

Therefore, they gave this high score with a clear conscience, especially those who are on good personal terms with Zhao Xueqin, who even gave scores close to perfect.

Zhao Xueqin stood in the center of the stage with a refined smile on his face.

He felt that his performance just now was excellent, showcasing his strength during the Live Broadcast.

Heavenly King Zhao's Singing is indeed impeccable; under the conditions of a full live microphone and no pitch correction, he still made the audience feel it was an auditory feast.

The accompaniment of this song incorporated as many as ten types of Yueqi; Yuan Hewen definitely had the intention of showing off his skills. But the accompaniment did not suppress Heavenly King Zhao's singing voice, unable to cover up his radiance.

Many Yueqi have a relatively strong sense of oppression, and when used in song accompaniment, they will block out the vocals.

Therefore, some pieces are simply impossible for ordinary Singers to handle; it's like a child driving a big car, and it truly requires a powerful Singer to pull it off.

The female host stood very close to Zhao Xueqin, wearing red-soled high heels, and said with a bright smile: "So, the final score given by the professional judging panel to Singer Zhao Xueqin is—"

"94.1 points!"

She made an expression of surprise, covering her mouth; when she took her hand away, the degree to which her mouth was open could fit an egg, which could be considered a gifted talent.

She said loudly: "If I remember correctly, this should be the highest score given by the professional judging panel to date!"

Since the beginning of "King of Love Songs," "Master" is the first song to score over 94 points.

During the critique segment, many people said very humbly: "I am not scoring; I am listening to the song with the mindset of learning."

It must be said that with the two Great Gods of lyrics and composition joining forces, the sense of oppression is at its peak.

Looking at this score, Zhao Xueqin appeared calm and composed on the outside, but was ecstatic on the inside.

He has lost too many times; winning just one round back doesn't mean much.

But if he ends up with the highest score in the history of the show, that is a different story.

And he is very confident that the score given by the audience will certainly not be low, because the performance just now was indeed shocking enough.

Heavenly King Zhao bowed to the audience with a leisurely air, feeling very secure in his heart.

In reality, there were also many people in the barrage worrying for Luo Mo.

"Holy crap, the highest score in history!"

"This score is too high, ridiculously high!"

"It's hard to beat; even if the audience gives a high score, if it's slightly lower on the professional judging panel's side, it's a guaranteed loss!"

"I'm not being a conspiracy theorist, but I really feel that with Huang Xishan and Yuan Hewen joining forces, it's impossible for the professional judging panel to give Luo Mo a score higher than this 'Master'."

"Never mind, never mind, listen to the song first! I've been looking forward to it for a week!"

But as luck would have it, an advertisement was inserted here.

The barrage instantly started cursing, and the audience watching the TV Live Broadcast couldn't help but curse a few times either.

Ke Ming is worthy of being the favored son of the title sponsor; stuck in a place like this, who would be willing to change the channel, who would be willing to switch away?

You have to watch this advertisement!

The Strangers, however, started to display their silly characteristics again, posting on the barrage: "Luo Mo, I'll watch the ads to support you!"

Many viewers didn't know that Ke Ming was actually looking out for Luo Mo.

As long as one is human, one will have emotions, and it is impossible to achieve absolute Fairness and justice.

Zhao Xueqin's song is too explosive; if you go on stage immediately, it will be a bit hard to follow.

But once the advertisement is aired, it's different; everyone's emotions can settle down.

Yes, Ke Ming is extremely filial to his financial backers; he didn't even spare the 500 audience members on-site, playing the title sponsor's ads on the big screen on stage for everyone to see—can you believe it?

As everyone cursed and cursed, they actually forgot a bit of the excitement they felt when listening to the song earlier.

Because it is a Live Broadcast, the time cannot be accurately controlled; it's not like an advertisement will be inserted exactly at eight o'clock.

At the same time, in many Live Broadcasts, advertisements are actually used to save the situation; if any situation arises on-site, an advertisement can be inserted to block it.

General Director Ke Ming possesses such power.

"Curse away, curse away." He was used to being cursed anyway.

After the six-minute advertisement ended, everyone was left with only anticipation and joy.

Under the host's announcement, the stage passage opened, and Luo Mo walked out with a microphone in his hand.

When he placed the microphone onto the stand, the stage lights suddenly dimmed a bit.

On the big screen, images began to play.

Luo Mo placed one hand on the microphone stand and lowered his head slightly.

The whole venue was silent; one could only see the images on the big screen and hear the sound from within.

That was the footage Luo Mo had recorded in advance, and it was also a part of the stage design.

The audience watched with curiosity; they didn't know yet that, having just finished watching an advertisement, they were about to welcome another one immediately.

What was playing on the screen was a well-known public service advertisement from Earth, an advertisement that countless people had watched and then wept over.

In the image, a father with a full head of white hair sat there, looking lost.

"Dad, Dad." The voice rang out, but the old man remained bewildered.

A middle-aged man stood outside the door and said, "Dad, open the door."

"I'm your son, I didn't bring my keys," the middle-aged man explained to the old man inside.

The old man put on his glasses, his expression still confused. He had few teeth left, causing his lips to retract slightly, and his voice was somewhat slurred, like a child learning to speak: "I... I don't know you."

The audience was stunned for a moment, then quickly thought of a disease—Alzheimer's.

Commonly known as: Old Age dementia.

People who get this disease will forget many things.

The middle-aged man's voice-over appeared: "I don't know when it started, but my dad's memory has been getting worse and worse."

The scene switched to the old man; he sat inside the room, head bowed, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Where is the fridge, where is the bathroom... he forgets everything he just did."

The old man would also cover his face and weep from time to time; he actually knew he had forgotten a lot, and he knew there were many things he could no longer recall.

"He doesn't know he just ate, and sometimes when he walks to the door, he doesn't even remember it's his home."

"One day at noon, I took him to a restaurant to eat."

"My dad discovered that there were two dumplings on the plate."

In the scene, the old man, head bowed and eyes somewhat vacant, reached out his right hand and tremblingly picked up the dumplings.

Then, he opened his jacket pocket and put the dumplings inside.

The audience at the venue looked slightly bewildered, unable to understand.

The middle-aged man's voice continued: "He actually used his hand to put the dumplings directly into his pocket."

In the scene, the middle-aged man stopped his father and said, "Dad, what are you doing?"

The entire Drama froze at this moment, allowing everyone to clearly see everyone's expressions.

Sitting in the very center, the elderly man looked a bit helpless; he was like a child who had done something wrong.

The middle-aged man looked around, seemingly observing the reactions of others as they saw this scene.

The voice continued: "Guess what my dad said?"

The old man kept his head half-lowered, his voice still sounding very slurred, and his speech was a bit stumbling.

"This is... this is for my son."

"My son loves to eat this the most."

A line of subtitles appeared on the big screen.

"【He may forget many things in his life, but he never forgot to Love You.】"

The accompaniment began to echo throughout the venue, and the song title appeared.

——《Father》.

When Luo Mo learned the theme for the fifth episode, too many songs flashed through his mind.

Family affection, friendship, gratitude... Romance was never limited to just love.

It was precisely because there were too many songs that he didn't know which one to choose for a moment.

It wasn't until he went home last time that he bought a new domestic smartphone for both Luo Ba and Luo Ma.

In his memory, ever since smartphones became popular, there had always been a craze for buying the newest models.

Luo Mo himself was quite indifferent to whether they were new or old models, but Luo Ba would always swap them for him and then use the old phone Luo Mo had retired.

These days, do you think only children from wealthy families are pampered?

Actually, that's not the case.

On the contrary, many fathers from ordinary backgrounds will do everything they can to buy this and that for their children, fearing that because of their own circumstances, their children will be looked down upon by friends, classmates, or lovers around them.

They will give you everything that is best, even if it means standing on tiptoe to Love You.

Luo Mo brought the new smartphone home and then taught the two elders how to use the new features inside.

Luo Ma had a relatively young mindset and learned very actively.

Luo Ba muttered, "I don't actually need this," but he listened very seriously.

Luo Mo taught him over and over again; even if they learned slowly, he wouldn't have the slightest impatience.

Because they had also taught him over and over again how to speak, how to write, how to use chopsticks...

When he went to set up the fingerprint lock for the two elders, he froze for a moment.

Because when setting up the fingerprint lock for Luo Ba, it took a long time to identify, and it wouldn't set up no matter what; it took a great deal of effort.

There were too many calluses on his hands.

Back when he was tinkering with the Opera troupe, Luo Ba was actually very hardworking; the troupe performed in various places and often had to move things.

Later, the Opera industry became harder and harder to work in, and the family opened a small restaurant, which was equally exhausting.

He had to go buy groceries early in the morning, and he was busy in the kitchen without stopping.

He didn't have the Decency and majesty of a head chef in a large restaurant or hotel, patrolling a high-end, clean kitchen like a king in his territory.

Luo Ba had too many things to be busy with, and under the smoke and fire, his skin condition was also very poor.

In the end, Luo Ba even felt that he had wasted the money his son spent on the phone, and felt quite embarrassed.

In his view, the phone was expensive because of all the messy features. If he couldn't use a few of the features, wouldn't that be a waste of money?

But don't forget, when Luo Mo first became popular, this man ran to the digital mall himself and bought an expensive speaker that he didn't understand the functions of, but which was high-end enough, to put in the restaurant and play his son's songs for the customers.

No matter how much money his son earned, spending his money was always the most heart-wrenching thing.

Including the last time he went home because of the National Day Gala, he jokingly listed a bunch of dishes to Luo Ba, saying he wanted to eat all of them.

Luo Ba said, "Are you crazy, are you a pig to eat so much?" while secretly using his phone to write them down after entering the house, so as not to forget which dishes they were.

As a result, the next day when he went to eat at his master Tong Qinglin's house, every single one of those dishes was cooked, and he even made an extra bowl of tofu soup, which Luo Mo loved to eat when he was a child.

When he took the first bite of the tofu soup, Luo Mo had already decided what song he would be Singing.

"So hot," he said in his heart.

(PS: Second update, requesting monthly tickets.)

(End of this chapter)