Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

For example, "There are many people like me around, life is also very stable, we possess brilliant talents, have free souls."

Although I know that this adapted version is probably expressing the contemporary independent woman's contemplation of marriage, but... expression requires a certain status to voice out your views.

After all, this world is essentially hypocritical; respect the clothes before the person. The adaptation needs a persona to lean on, and only with the status of a diva can one pull it off.

Otherwise, if the song lyrics before and after are inconsistent in style, it's easy to be criticized, and it would be lucky not to be completely trashed.

Pei Muchan, a washed-up little diva, should just stick to the original version. As long as she can interpret the nuances of the song, she can basically dominate the half-field.

Truth be told, Xu Qingyan didn't know what the original author was thinking, but he had the original song in his mind. Having studied composition and music theory, a half month ago, he might not have been able to articulate his thoughts.

But now, he had built up some knowledge and could at least make some shallow comparisons.

"The emotion of the song is indeed very important, but poor expression turns it into an unbridled wild horse. It actually makes technique seem more crucial, and instead of pondering over the emotions, it's better to pay more attention to the technique," he said.

"For example, for 'frustrated', use a soft blend, emphasize the weight on the word 'weary'. And 'flavor~' is a vibrato, not a tremolo. When elongating the note with vibrato, it can't be vague; you have to control it."

He went through the details of the entire song from start to finish, and then circled back to talk about emotion.

"Emotion is like age; without the support of life experiences, it's hard to express. No matter how you sing, it stays on the surface, but you're different, you just need to relax," he said.

"When I saw you practicing singing before, you weren't trying to figure out the emotions. Instead, you could empathize, and the emotions naturally showed through."

He rattled on and on until suddenly, he caught sight of Pei Muchan's eyes shimmering with an unusual light, and he faltered.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing, I just think what you're saying is very useful," Pei Muchan said with a smile, "How come I never noticed before that you can be quite talkative, learning so much in just over a month."

"Wasn't it you who taught me?" he retorted.

She pursed her lips, looking away.

"I taught you, but now isn't it your turn to teach me?"

"Hey, I'm just talking, picked up bits and pieces from here and there," Xu Qingyan was a bit embarrassed, "If I really had to teach, I'd be clueless."

At his words, Pei Muchan's eyes curved into a smile, she said.

"So you're just going to talk and not practice?"

"Yeah, you know me," he laughed, "I don't want to be some kind of king of singers. Why bother learning that stuff, it's not like it can..."

"Make money?" Pei Muchan interrupted him, twisting her waist around and glancing at him.

Seeming to want to say something, the light in her eyes bloomed, and her smile spread like a blossoming flower. Somehow the two locked eyes, and the unopened flower suddenly blushed, dropping its gaze.

The words that almost came out were ultimately swallowed down.

"I'm just earning a laborer's wage, which isn't so bad," Xu Qingyan coughed to break the awkwardness, "I'm scared of being poor, earning some money so I can do things I'm interested in later on."

"Like what?"

"Uh... does earning money while lying down count?"

"It counts," Pei Muchan turned her head to suppress a laugh, "Ahem, if I earn enough money, I want to produce a decent album MV."

"That story you talked about last time was quite interesting, it would definitely look good filmed."

"Let's talk about that later, it's too long, and it can't be done in three or four minutes," he waved his hand, "Besides, I don't know how to shoot, I wouldn't even be able to write the script."

Pei Muchan just mentioned it offhandedly and didn't continue the topic.

"This song..."

For the next half-hour, they discussed the various details of the song non-stop. When they looked up, it was already twelve o'clock, so they each tacitly dispersed to rest.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Xu Qingyan, posing as Pei Muchan's assistant, sneaked into the set of the program recording and proceeded with the rehearsal according to schedule. The recording was to start in the afternoon and was expected to go until seven in the evening.

Pei Muchan was assigned to the guest challengers' rest room. Before they even got settled, they were informed they needed to go to makeup before the rehearsal. So, they headed off to find the makeup room.

The other guests all had their own makeup rooms, each with a sign outside the door, "xxx Makeup Room." After searching the entire place, they just couldn't find the makeup room for Pei Muchan.

Being an assistant after all, Xu Qingyan stopped a male staff member to ask.

The staff member glanced at the tag around his neck, oh'ed, but didn't answer. Instead, he looked at Pei Muchan behind Xu, seemingly deep in thought, and walked away without a word.

"What the heck?" Xu Qingyan was dumbfounded, wanting to curse but he held back.

After all, it was someone else's territory, and he was there as Pei Muchan's assistant. He was there to help, not to offend anyone and end up causing her trouble.

A female staff member spotted them from a distance and ran over. With a melon-seed face and big eyes, she wore a work badge around her neck and her eyes sparkled with mirth as she looked at Xu Qingyan.

"Teacher Xu, is that really you?"

"You are...?" Xu Qingyan was stunned, thinking a staff member had come over to make amends, only to realize they knew him - and that title of 'Teacher Xu'...

"I'm from the small group chat, Li Zhi!" the girl exclaimed with delight, "Don't you remember me?"

Once she mentioned the small group chat, Xu Qingyan immediately remembered.

Zhou Mian had pulled him into that small group chat, where everyone worked behind the scenes, often joining different teams. They went wherever there was work to be done, with members scattered all over the place.

There were quite a few active people in the group chat, and since he liked to idle away in the chat, he did recognize a few familiar friends, although he had only added them to his friends list without any private messaging, interacting mostly within the small group chat.

Li Zhi was one of them, her full nickname being "To be a person, you must be a Li Zhi." Glancing at her work badge, her real name seemed quite dainty - Chen Niannian.

"Oh, it's you!" Xu Qingyan was surprised, "You work here? That guy is your colleague, right? Do you know where Pei Muchan's makeup room is?"

Chen Niannian was baffled for a moment before she laughed.

"Follow me."

On the way, they followed Chen Niannian through several twists and turns. She led them while asking others for directions, which seemed a bit abstract. However, being an internal staff member, she managed to find the location quickly.

She walked ahead, occasionally turning around to smooth things over.

"That guy's just like that, don't take it personally, Teacher Xu."

"No worries, who's not a bit off on the job these days?" Xu Qingyan said, "He looked at me like I was air, I thought I'd passed away early."

Chen Niannian giggled as they walked, eventually bringing them to the spot.

Calling it a makeup room was a stretch; it was simply an area sectioned off by a piece of cloth into a semi-circle. The space wasn't large, just a makeup table and chair, and someone had kindly plugged in the power.

Fortunately, the light was on, and the table and chairs were new.

Upon arrival, even Chen Niannian was taken aback, standing there with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Why would they set it up here? I'll ask someone about it..."

"Forget it, don't bother," Xu Qingyan stopped Chen Niannian, and said with a smile, "Go on with your work; we'll catch up later."

"... Okay," Chen Niannian hesitated for a moment and awkwardly left.

The curtained makeup area was half open, and the BYD space was actually quite large enough to fit a large bed.

Pei Muchan remained composed, silently taking a seat in front of the makeup station. Without waiting for a makeup artist, she opened her makeup case and started to apply it meticulously, bit by bit.

Xu Qingyan didn't speak either, finding a small chair to sit on and watch.

Complaining now was pointless as they had already started the rehearsal. Talking about being treated differently would only spoil the performance mood; it was better to pretend the staff had simply forgotten to set up a makeup room.

About ten minutes later, the makeup artist arrived late to find Pei Muchan had already finished applying light makeup. She offered to help with Muchan's hair, and upon getting an approval, briskly set to work.

He didn't play with his phone, but watched intently from makeup all the way through to Pei Muchan having her hair done and being ready to go on stage for rehearsal.

On the stage, the lights dimmed down, and Pei Muchan, dressed in her usual clothes, slowly walked onto the stage. A spotlight fell on her, landing on her slender shoulders, covered in a light sweat-soaked garment.