For their second collaboration, Yue Ji chose one of Jiang Qin’s songs.
After all, she wasn’t sure if Jiang Qin would be able to sing her songs, but she was certain she could sing Jiang Qin’s.
She asked, "Miss Jiang, shall we sing ’As Wished’?"
Jiang Qin was a little surprised. "I didn’t expect you to know this song, Miss Yue Ji."
"As Wished" was the song she had sung on her first day working at the bar. Although she sang it a few more tis after that, not many people actually knew the song.
Even though the song had topped the new-release charts for that month, there were countless new songs released every month.
Back then, her fanbase wasn’t nearly as large as it was now.
The videos of it circulating on the Star Network were just rough clips recorded by bar patrons during their livestreams, a far cry from the polished productions of today.
So, it had been a long ti since she had heard anyone sing this song.
Yue Ji smiled brightly. "I made sure to do my research on you, Miss Jiang."
"Is that so? I’m honored."
The background music slowly began to play.
Yue Ji sang the first verse:
"You are the long road ahead
A lamp in the mountain wilds and mist
I am but a child, walking in your gaze..."
Jiang Qin parted her red lips to sing: "You are the bright moon and the gentle breeze
I am the dream sheltered by your light
Whether we et or not, I will embrace you for all my life..."
...
The contrast was striking.
The mont they both began to sing, even layn could hear the difference.
The first singer had only technique; the second sang with soul.
Both voices were beautiful, yet one could imdiately discern a distinct difference upon hearing them.
Yue Ji’s fans consoled themselves. ’It must be because Miss Yue isn’t familiar with the song.’
’After all, it’s only natural for the original artist to understand their own song best.’
But the viewers in the livestream chat thought differently:
[No wonder Jiang Qin was the champion. The mont she opened her mouth, you could tell she truly deserved it.]
[I finally get it now. Talent is just an unfair advantage. Yue Ji already has a phenonal voice, but Jiang Qin is a whole other level—a truly soulful perforr.]
[What an absolutely gorgeous performance! A collaboration between powerhouses!]
[This is so beautiful. Yue Ji sings of resounding history, while Jiang Qin sings of heartfelt wishes.
This song just gives off a feeling of national peace and prosperity.]
[I feel like I’ve missed so much! I’ve never heard this song before, and I thought I was one of Jiang Qin’s veteran fans.]
[Just tipped the production team. Today’s lineup is amazing!]
...
The perforrs on stage were lost in the music, but so in the audience were captivated by the smile of one perforr and couldn’t look away.
Ji Susu saw the few males who had co with her all staring at Jiang Qin without blinking, and she felt a surge of irritation.
’So annoying,’ she thought. ’What’s so great about being able to sing? She just loves the spotlight.’
’What kind of stupid song is this? It’s so boring it could stop your heart. What’s so great about it?’
She glanced over and saw that both Denise and Natalie were listening with blank expressions. A strange sense of comfort washed over her.
’See? I’m not the only one being ignored.’
’Even the Duke’s daughter and an S-level female can’t get the males’ attention.’
’What does that prove?’
’It proves that it’s not who isn’t good enough—it’s that all the males on this trashy show are blind.’
’This stupid show... Forget three episodes, I doubt anyone will even watch the first one.’
’Anyway, I’m not coming back for the next recording. All the males are duds; there isn’t a single decent one to choose from.’
’With the ti I’m wasting here, I’d be better off attending a few banquets and eting more males.’
***
When the song ended, Yue Ji looked as if she wished it hadn’t.
She asked with a smile, "I wonder, when are you planning to hold a concert, Miss Jiang? You have to save a ticket when you do.
You have so many fans, I’m afraid I won’t be able to snag one."
"A concert?" Jiang Qin had never considered it, so she shook her head. "I don’t have any plans for a concert at the mont. But if I do, I’ll be sure to invite you."
"Then it’s a deal."
"Thank you again, Miss Jiang, for coming on stage to sing with . I hope you enjoy the rest of your day here."
Jiang Qin smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries before stepping down from the stage.
Unlike before, when she had gone unnoticed, mbers of the audience now cast their gazes toward her from ti to ti.
Occasionally, she would feel an intense gaze on her, but whenever she looked over, all she saw was a seemingly bored Long Hao.
She certainly didn’t suspect Long Hao of staring at her; she just couldn’t figure out who else here could be looking at her so intensely.
This subtle feeling made her uneasy.
But since she couldn’t find the person, there was nothing she could do about it.
Others who noticed what was going on chose to remain silent.
Only the viewers in the livestream chat saw who it was.
[Is the Third Prince secretly watching Jiang Qin?]
[I knew it! Why else would a male stand up for a female, if not for love?]
[I never thought the Third Prince would be so cute when he’s trying to sneak a look, hahaha! Every ti Jiang Qin turns her head, he has to pretend to look bored.]
[Even the high and mighty Third Prince has his cowardly monts.]
[So, when did sothing start between them? I’ve been watching this whole ti and haven’t seen them interact at all.
Oh, except for that rumor.]
[Maybe it wasn’t a rumor?]
[LMAO, every ti Jiang Qin suddenly turns around, the Third Prince gets so startled he has to change his expression in a split second.]
[But Jiang Qin seems pretty perceptive, too...]
...
By the ti the concert ended, Jiang Qin still hadn’t found the person.
Yun Xie lounged beside her, with no intention of exposing a certain soone. After all, that guy wasn’t who he would pick for his future family.
So he had no intention of being that person’s wingman.
Of course, that Jiang guy wasn’t either.
From that day on, those two males were officially on his list of most-disliked males.
***
The last day of filming was another group activity. The production team arranged for everyone to spend the day eating, drinking, and having fun at various scenic spots.
That evening, everyone was given a pink invitation.
It was an invitation for a date.
They were to write down the na of the guest they wanted to ask out. Then, when the second episode began filming a week later, those with mutual selections could go on a date.
Ji Susu sneered and tore her invitation to shreds. "Hah. Sorry, but I won’t be appearing on this idiotic show a second ti."
Denise likewise tossed the invitation at her feet, stating expressionlessly, "Apologies, I don’t have ti next week."
Natalie, however, held onto her invitation and looked toward Jiang Qingfeng.
She wasn’t going to beat around the bush any longer, so she asked him directly, "Young Marshal, would you be willing to go on a date with ?"
"I’m sorry," Jiang Qingfeng replied, rejecting her outright.
Hearing this, Natalie was about to say she wouldn’t be returning either. But on second thought, she wasn’t ready to give up, so she kept the invitation.
She had actually prepared a few little tricks to win over Jiang Qingfeng, but she’d had no opportunity to get him alone.
Then Kasha had beaten her to the punch, so she hadn’t yet made her move.
’If I quit now, will I ever get another chance?’
After all, Jiang Qingfeng spent ninety percent of his ti away at war each year.
’No, that’s not right,’ she corrected herself. ’He’s retired now...’
According to the Seventh Prince, the position he’d been assigned was one of real power.
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