139: Chapter 139 Mimi, who is exceptionally proactive

His stage presence was as steady as ever, without any flaws.

But as for the song, Chen Shaoping felt it was average.

Both in terms of composition and lyrics.

Li Zhongsheng commented: "Your concept of 'not forgetting' is fine in itself."

"But the lyrics and the concept are too far apart, giving a sense of being forced together."

"It's too deliberate."

"I think there's still a lot of room for improvement in this song, especially in the lyrics."

Despite being criticized, Qu Yang still thanked him politely.

In the end, the song "do not forget" received 128 votes: 39 from the judges and 89 from the public jury.

Offstage, Fang Mingjie was a bit disappointed; this was a far cry from the results he had anticipated.

Am I really this bad without my second uncle's guidance?

On second thought, he felt it was due to insufficient preparation time.

If he were given more time to polish it, he could definitely write better.

Cao Xiong glared at Fang Mingjie, feeling very dissatisfied.

With this level of skill, if it weren't for his second uncle, he'd want to be on CCTV? In his dreams!

He should be thanking his lucky stars that anyone is even singing the songs he writes.

Next to appear was the Hong Kong beauty, Zheng Wenfang.

Their song was called "Embrace the Present."

It inspired people from the perspective of cherishing.

To cherish the current peaceful environment and tranquil life.

All of this was exchanged for with the lives of countless revolutionary martyrs.

They built a Great Wall of blood with their lives, a towering backbone that deters all petty wrongdoers.

There are also countless nameless heroes silently guarding this land at their posts.

The song itself was very good, but it was more suitable for a male voice or a male-female duet.

Zheng Wenfang sang well, but it just felt like it was missing something.

In the end, the judges gave 47 votes and the public jury gave 95 votes, for a total of 142 votes.

Zheng Wenfang walked off the stage satisfied.

"Thank you, Zheng Wenfang, for the wonderful performance."

"Next up is the Huang Wenxing trio, and their song is titled 'inheritance'."

As the Host left the stage...

Dense drumbeats rang out across the stage.

Huang Wenxing stood behind a large drum, striking it vigorously and rhythmically.

It was like the war drums used to boost morale when two ancient armies clashed.

The drumming echoed in the studio hall as Huang Wenxing sang with surging passion.

The middle section in particular, which simulated the sound of horse hooves, was very memorable.

However, even a song like this was criticized by Gu Jianfen.

She said, "inheritance doesn't necessarily have to be so stirring; sometimes a silent inheritance is more touching and easier to resonate with."

Nevertheless, they still achieved a good score of 143 votes.

The last to appear was Zhang Zhe from Taiwan.

The song he performed was "Memories."

The concept was very unique, but it seemed that because of this...

It caused their song to be very flat, aside from the title being somewhat interesting.

The melody was flat, and the lyrics were even flatter.

They simply hadn't understood the examiner's intent.

Chen Shaoping listened with total lack of interest; the performance on stage was so mediocre that he couldn't muster the slightest enthusiasm.

He simply looked away and picked up his phone to chat with someone.

"Sister Mimi, are you free?" He sent a message to Yang Mi.

He quickly received a reply from Yang Mi.

"I'm reading your message, so what do you think? Am I free or not?"

"What, the show isn't over yet and you're already looking for after-show activities?"

Chen Shaoping instantly understood her meaning; she was currently watching the singer & songwriter program.

"Yeah. I wonder if Sister Mimi has a date tonight," he said, following along with Yang Mi's implication.

At home, Yang Mi was wearing a flesh-colored camisole nightgown, her two long, beautiful legs resting on the coffee table, shaking incessantly.

Her stunning figure was fully visible, swaying with the movement of her feet.

An alluring smile played at the corners of her mouth.

Looking at Chen Shaoping on the TV, she smiled particularly smugly.

"I'm all alone in my room. Why don't you come keep me company after the show?"

Chen Shaoping cursed inwardly: This vixen.

He wondered what her husband was thinking, to be willing to let go of such a stunning woman.

He originally wanted to flirt with her a bit, but the image of Zhang Ying's fairy-like face and devilish figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

He immediately dropped the idea.

"No, no, I'm afraid your husband will beat me up."

"By the way, Sister Mi, speaking of your husband, I happen to have something here that you need most right now. Are you interested?"

After Yang Mi saw his message, the wicked smile on her face vanished instantly, replaced by an expression of total seriousness.

She sat up straight, unaware that the right strap of her gown had slipped down.

Her chest heaved like a storm, revealing a deep cleavage.

She knew that Chen Shaoping was Shao Ping.

So she suspected whether Chen Shaoping knew she was processing a divorce and held dirt on Niu Wei.

But what about the reverse?

Did he also have a lot of dirt on her?

A wave of panic rose in Yang Mi's heart, and she developed a deep wariness toward Chen Shaoping.

At this moment...

How she wished she could firmly grasp Chen Shaoping's weakness in her hand; only then would she feel a sense of security.

Having one's vulnerabilities seized by someone else while remaining completely unaware...

This feeling of things being out of her control made her very uncomfortable.

Her anger grew, but she had nowhere to vent it.

What was even more frustrating was that she had to keep a smiling face for this person who might have caught her off guard.

"Young Master Ping, I'm very interested. Let's meet and chat. If you're worried that home isn't convenient, we can book a hotel outside."

"I'll cover the costs."

Looking at the increasingly bold Yang Mi, Chen Shaoping kept complaining internally.

Where was this energy before? Now you're getting proactive.

Pity, this guy is already 'taken'; I'm a man you can't have.

"Sister Mimi, look at you, getting all anxious. If I tell you the news, I reckon you'll be so busy tonight that you won't have time for any other ideas."

"As for the cost, Sister Mi, once you're sure the information is solid, just pay whatever you think is fair."

Yang Mi was very annoyed and cursed under her breath, "Stinking man, is money the only thing in your eyes? Am I not better than money?"

She didn't forget to give her own perky buttocks a light slap.

Feeling that they were still full of elasticity, she finally smiled with satisfaction.

"Fine, as long as the information is useful, money is no object," she replied to Chen Shaoping.

Chen Shaoping knew Yang Mi was very wealthy and wasn't worried at all about her not paying.

"Tonight at 22:41, your husband Niu Wei will be bringing his mistresses to your marital home, the 'Yaju Villa' villa, for a passionate and romantic night."

"You have nearly an hour to consider what to do."

"In order for you to take absolute initiative in the divorce, I suggest you make as big a scene as possible—the more people who know, the better."

"As for 'not washing dirty linen in public,' such thoughts should have been discarded long ago."

"If you need my help, that's fine too, but the fee will be extra."

Yang Mi had thought Chen Shaoping already had dirt on Niu Wei in his hands; she hadn't expected it to just be a piece of information.

But it was this very information that made her even more terrified.

Lately, even she, his wife, didn't know her husband Niu Wei's whereabouts.

Why was he so clear about it, knowing even the specific time, place, and people involved?