I collapsed from the top, and the system just showed up?

Liu Zhengwen said it just to be courteous.

However, he never expected Wang Mo to seize that opportunity.

Wang Mo smiled, “Sure.”

???

!!!

Liu Zhengwen almost choked on his own saliva.

Bro, can’t you show a bit of modesty? Even though you were a top star in the past, you don’t have any humility left?

It wasn’t just him, the other staff’s expressions also turned strange.

Liu Zhengwen cleared his throat and forced a smile, “Alright, feel free to express yourself.”

Regardless of what others might be thinking, Wang Mo’s heart was beaming with joy. The opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

In the following days, amidst the curious gazes of everyone, Wang Mo sat diligently in front of his computer, pretending to be busy, making everyone question what he was doing.

It wasn’t until the fifth day that the Composition Department completed all of the 50 songs and submitted them to Liu Zhengwen for his review.

That’s when Wang Mo dropped his act.

He printed out the score for “It Doesn’t Matter” that he had prepared long ago and walked towards Liu Zhengwen’s office.

In the office, Liu Zhengwen was reviewing the songs submitted by the department’s staff.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

The sound of knocking reached his ears.

Liu Zhengwen looked up, exhausted, and said, “Come in.”

Wang Mo entered and politely said, “Manager Liu, my song is ready. Would you mind taking a look?”

“What?”

Liu Zhengwen was momentarily dazed and, after a moment, exclaimed, “Did you really write a song?”

Last time when Wang Mo agreed to write a song, he simply took it as a joke.

Wang Mo nodded, “Indeed.”

Liu Zhengwen gave a look with a hint of suspicion in his eyes and asked, “Do you…know how to compose a song?”

Hearing the question Wang Mo revealed a charming smile and said, “Manager Liu, you may have forgotten. Before I debuted, I studied Arts and Technology at the Film and Television Academy. Although it wasn’t in the Composition Department, I still had to learn composition.”

“Oh!”

Liu Zhengwen suddenly realized why Wang Mo looked so confident.

He smiled faintly, “Okay, let me see the song. I’ll take a look.”

Wang Mo handed over the printed music score.

Liu Zhengwen fixed his gaze on the song’s title: “It Doesn’t Matter”

He shook his head and sighed inwardly.

It seemed that Wang Mo was already in despair, which led him to come up with such a song title. The more indifferent on the surface, the more tangled in the heart.

Looking at Wang Mo’s calm appearance, Liu Zhengwen was certain, this guy was deliberately holding on. He could already imagine the depth of despair and sadness in this young man’s heart, feeling this numbness made his heart turn ashen.

Even if someone had strong mentality, very few could withstand the overwhelming sense of falling from the top to the ground.

Sigh…

Such is fate!

In fact, thinking about it, this kid is quite pitiful, much more so than himself.

With this thought, Liu Zhengwen’s lingering resentment towards Wang Mo slowly dissipated. He sighed and patted Wang Mo on the shoulder, “Wang Mo, take it easy, don’t overthink about it.”

???

What am I overthinking?

Wang Mo was stunned, saying, “I’m not overthinking about anything.”

Liu Zhengwen replied, “I know you are.”

Wang Mo insisted, “I really am not.”

Liu Zhengwen said, “Alright, I won’t say it anymore. I understand.”

“What did you understand now?”

Wang Mo looked puzzled.

Liu Zhengwen remained silent, bowing his head to examine the sheet music Wang Mo had given him. Although he was convinced that Wang Mo couldn’t have produced anything good, his eyes still revealed a sense of seriousness. As the head of the Composition Department, his professionalism forbade him from treating any musical work with disdain or mockery, even if it was from Wang Mo.

Liu Zhengwen didn’t care how bad Wang Mo’s song was; he only cared about his work ethics. Having become the manager of the Composition Department, Liu Zhengwen also possessed strong professional abilities in composition. He could even form a simple melody in his mind just by looking at a music sheet , allowing him to judge the quality of that song.

“It doesn’t matter who falls in love with whom; it doesn’t matter who will make whom cry…”

Liu Zhengwen hummed a few lines according to the melody and furrowed his brow. Surprisingly, the lyrics and melody of this song didn’t seem like they came from a newcomer’s hands. They were well-structured but it was only to that extent. Because, in his opinion, the song’s quality was not that high, it even sounded a bit unpleasant.

In other words, this song was unlikely to have any commercial value.

This result was within Liu Zhengwen’s expectations, afterall it would have been strange if Wang Mo had produced a good song.

“Wang Mo, this song…”

Liu Zhengwen hesitated for a moment and tactfully said, “Let me keep this song for now. I’ll pass it to the Vocal Department later and see if any singer might choose it.”

Seeing Liu Zhengwen’s expression, Wang Mo understood. He knew that the manager thought “It Doesn’t Matter” wasn’t of good quality. He didn’t even think Liu Zhengwen had a poor taste in music, on the contrary, he admired the manager’s skill. Because Wang Mo knew deep down that, if given to any ordinary singer, hardly anyone in the music industry could sing “It Doesn’t Matter” well. Not even the top male and female singers could handle it. The fact that, in his previous life, “It Doesn’t Matter” had been released for over twenty years and almost no singer dared to cover it was evidence enough.

Only a unique voice like Kun Ge’s could turn something rotten into something magical.

So, Liu Zhengwen, how could he possibly know the true value of this song?

However, giving the song to the Vocal Department wasn’t an option either, otherwise, it would definitely be thrown into the trash at a glance.

Wang Mo asked, “Manager Liu, can I choose the singer for this song myself?”

Liu Zhengwen exclaimed, “You want choose the singer yourself?”

Wang Mo nodded, “Yes.”

Liu Zhengwen rubbed his forehead.

Bro, do you even understand the position of our Composition Department?

In plain terms, we are all tools. Singers choose us, there’s no reason for us to choose singers. If the Composition Department had the right to choose singers, Liu Zhengwen would have been strutting around the company ages ago.

It seemed that Wang Mo was still accustomed to the life of a top star and hadn’t adjusted to his current position.

“No!”

Liu Zhengwen declined tactfully.

Wang Mo said, “Manager Liu, I know the position of us composers. So, please be assured, I won’t cause you any trouble. I will privately communicate with the singer I choose. If they are willing to sing my song, I’ll give them the song. If not, I won’t force them.”

“Oh?”

Liu Zhengwen nodded when he heard Wang Mo’s explanation. With what Wang Mo said, there was indeed no problem. The key problem was… which singer would appreciate a song written by Wang Mo?

Unless they were blind.

After thinking about it, he couldn’t help asking, “Do you have a singer in mind?”

Liu Zhengwen considered that if the singer Wang Mo fancied was some big shot from the Vocal Department, he had to advise him a bit to avoid embarrassment later.

Over the past few days, Wang Mo had already selected a candidate and blurted out, “Hao Mingxing.”

“Who?”

Liu Zhengwen was momentarily slow to react, but almost immediately let out an eunuch-like exclamation, “What? Hao Mingxing?”

Hao Mingxing wasn’t a well-known singer. In fact, he was more like… nothing. However, Liu Zhengwen knew this person’s name because his situation was somewhat unique. Originally a singer at a bar, Hao Mingxing was recruited by Yunhai Media to become a new talent in the company’s Vocal Department. However, shortly after entering the company, due to intense vocal practice, his vocal cords were overstrained, forcing him to undergo a vocal cord surgery.

Unexpectedly, after the surgery, Hao Mingxing’s voice lost its previous clarity and became very husky. In short, he was ruined. A ruined voice, for a singer, was equivalent to being disabled.

“You chose Hao Mingxing?” Liu Zhengwen almost lost his composure. “Don’t you know that he’s…”

He’s a disabled person… Liu Zhengwen didn’t say the last two words, but Wang Mo understood what he meant.

Wang Mo affirmed, “Yes, it’s him!”

Liu Zhengwen stared at Wang Mo for a while, realizing that Wang Mo wasn’t joking but was serious.

He thought for a moment and nodded, “I understand.”

Wang Mo was astonished.

You understood again?

Liu Zhengwen indeed felt that he now understood why Wang Mo chose Hao Mingxing. Hao Mingxing was disabled. However, in Liu Zhengwen’s eyes, wasn’t Wang Mo a disabled person too? In his view, Wang Mo chose Hao Mingxing out of a sense of camaraderie—both were disabled. Wang Mo might have thought that if he chose any other singer, no one would appreciate his song. To save face, he chose someone who couldn’t sing at all.

A case of birds of a feather flock together.

“Ah…” Liu Zhengwen sighed.

Double disabled, a match made in heaven.

Well, let them go ahead and struggle together.

After all, they wouldn’t be able to make much out of it.