Chapter 749 - 510: Tomorrow Will Be Better

"So, to promote our platform’s current public benefit campaign, we’ve specially invited a teacher to help with the promotion at our X Night."

The female host acted surprised, "Which teacher is it? So impressive!"

"Just listen and you’ll know," the male host teased.

Meanwhile, viewers in the live stream had already picked up on hints soon after he mentioned promotion.

Inviting someone to promote?

Could it be Wu Gou?

The stage lights gradually dimmed following the male host’s words.

Then, a crisp piano prelude began to play.

The lights remained off, but a clean, clear voice emerged from the darkness.

"Gently awaken the sleeping soul, slowly open your eyes."

"Observe the busy world, is it still spinning in loneliness?"

As soon as this voice appeared, the live chat flooded with "Wu Gou," with everyone guessing who achieved a remarkable score in seconds during the competition.

Yet, many in the venue weren’t familiar with Wu Mu’s voice.

Upon hearing the singing, they were utterly surprised.

Who’s this person with such a pure voice? Just an earful makes the soul feel calm?

Wait a minute, that’s not right.

Is it the voice that’s pure, or... the song itself?

Just a few lyrics in, and they seemed to grasp the essence of the song?

Who’s singing with such skill?

The stage lights gradually brightened, and a figure appeared on stage.

"The spring breeze doesn’t understand sentiments, yet stirs the youth’s heart."

"Let the traces of yesterday’s tears on the face dry with memory."

Many people felt the world suddenly became illuminated.

Stirs the youth’s heart?

The person on stage wore a smile, his face clean and handsome, and with the light shining on him, even his hair seemed to glow, making him resemble the rising sun at seven or eight o’clock in the morning.

This is so youthful!

It’s not just stirring the youth’s heart, it’s stirring theirs too.

Wait, hold on!

It’s that person from before!

After being briefly disoriented, everyone realized it was Wu Mu, who had left a bad impression before!

"Look up to search for the wings in the sky, and see the traces of the migratory birds."

"Bringing news of distant hunger and unyielding warfare that still exist."

"White snow from Jade Mountain drifting, burning the youth’s heart."

"Transform sincere emotions into notes, conveying distant blessings."

Wu Mu stood on stage, holding the microphone and singing, noticing the audience’s reaction, but he wasn’t surprised.

Disliking him won’t help now; his system panel’s "All Emotion No Technique" skill had already been activated.

At this moment, regardless of whether they liked him or not, the emotion and essence of the song would have to be felt, though perhaps with varying intensity.

Even though this song didn’t have as powerful an emotion as "Under the Sea" or "I Remember,"

the emotions of care, warmth, and hope were universally felt, and he had plenty of experience in this aspect.

Additionally, the quality of "tomorrow will be better" was excellent.

The song had been popular on Earth for many years, becoming a staple for every public benefit event, proving its outstanding quality.

The tune and lyrics seemed simple, without any complex techniques or vocabulary, all composed of common melodies and words.

Yet, it managed to be simple yet profound.

Unlike many pop hits that leave little impression of the lyrics even after singing them once, seeming like the writer forced the lyrics for the rhyme.

In the realm of novelists, it’s like the difference between a novice forcing words together and a master creating emotion with minimal description.

Plus, the song’s essence was high enough in its impact, making its success unsurprising.

"Sing out your passion, extend your hands."

"Let me embrace your dreams, let me possess your genuine face."

"Let our smiles be filled with youthful pride, offering sincere blessings for tomorrow."

Below, Mo Mo felt the song’s quality, sighing deeply, "Wu Mu’s songs are just so excellently written."

Zhao Xue beside her nodded in agreement, "Sung so well, so beautifully."

She’s not an expert, and doesn’t understand much about melody or lyrics, but she knows how things feel.

Good is good, not good is not good.

Moreover, the beautiful emotion in this song was almost overflowing.

"Another hit, Wu Mu as a singer is truly remarkable, producing hit after hit without pause."

Zhao Xue lamented how other artists might have three or four signature songs in a lifetime, but Wu Mu already had over a dozen or twenty!

None of his many songs were subpar.

If another artist had that, their popularity would have skyrocketed, and they’d be hailed as a Godfather of music, or a music king.

Only Wu Mu’s antics overshadow his reputation, causing some resistance to his acclaim.

Li Cheng, in the center, couldn’t help but add, "This song truly suits public benefit and formal stage performances; no wonder X invited him."

"Who can ignore their homeland, turning a blind eye to the childhood in memory?"

"Who would be indifferent to yesterday’s worries, taking away our smiles?"

"Youth doesn’t understand the red dust, rouge stained with ash."

"Let the long-unseen tears moisturize your face."

Listeners like Mo Mo, who frequently listened to Wu Mu’s songs, were discussing the song’s quality.

Meanwhile, those who listened less often wore puzzling expressions.

Among them were many social elites, who, compared to online viewers, paid less attention to the entertainment industry.

Thus, their impression of Wu Mu wasn’t strong.

Due to Wu Mu’s recent conflict with Lin Xueming, many viewed him unfavorably, seeing him as arrogant and disrespectful.

Yet the more they listened, the more conflicted they felt.

Although unsure how it was achieved, they clearly perceived the song’s emotions of positivity, warmth, care, and hope.

They sensed Wu Mu’s wish for others to have a better tomorrow embedded in the song’s feelings.

Could such a person be arrogant and disrespectful?

Everyone hesitated.

And among them was the recipient of the annual public benefit award, last year’s Hua Country’s Influential Person, Kong Hongqiang.

Though he’d previously been informed by X that Wu Mu would sing the promotional song for the public benefit event, and had seen him from afar during rehearsals,

he’d held no special impression, seeing Wu Mu as a typical singer and celebrity, later forming a negative view due to the incident with Lin Xueming, feeling X’s invitation was absurd.

But now...

Perhaps he was mistaken?

Maybe there’s more to the situation than he knew, or Lin Xueming was at fault too?

After all, it didn’t sound that way.

Kong Hongqiang mused silently.

And he wasn’t the only one; X’s chairman, Cao Wei, couldn’t help but turn to Chen Yong beside him, "He’s singing quite well, isn’t he?"

Chen Yong let out an "uh" sound, finding his remark odd; if Wu Mu couldn’t sing, he wouldn’t have invited him, and given Wu Mu’s penchant for causing trouble, if he couldn’t perform, he’d have vanished long ago.

Though Cao Wei didn’t ask that, he hesitated, "From his singing, he seems decent?"

Chen Yong wanted to ask how they could deduce a person’s character from singing, but after hearing the music, even he was silent.

Regarding whether Wu Mu was decent, Chen Yong hesitated before saying, "He should be alright; he has frequent minor issues, but his core character is good, and many people online do like him."

"Sing out your passion, extend your hands."

"Let me embrace your dreams, let me possess your genuine face."

"Let our smiles be filled with youthful pride."

"Let us look forward to a better tomorrow."

Wu Mu slowly lowered the microphone.

After a moment’s silence below the stage, a somewhat hesitant and uncertain, but ultimately quite warm applause erupted.