The Quiet Rise of Entertainment Superstars

All members of the Nie family were watching the live broadcast in the old house. After watching it, their faces were beaming with pride.

The old man and the old lady were grinning from ear to ear, and they took out red envelopes and gave them to the younger generations one by one, saying they were celebratory red envelopes.

The old couple returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and began to discuss.

"As for Xiaochuan, even though he holds a high position, he is a military commander, but he doesn't have much money. I think we should help him out a little."

The one who was speaking was the old lady, and she was now beginning to think about how much reward she should give to her granddaughter.

"It's not appropriate to give it to him, just give it to Xiaoyue. Give her my oil field shares."

"Oh, old man, you are quite generous. Aren't you afraid that your grandchildren will say that you are partial?" The old lady suddenly felt that what she originally wanted to give to Xiaoyue was too little.

"They are all public officials. It won't work if I give them money. Forget it. Let's wait until Xiaoyue comes back. The live broadcast hasn't ended yet."

The old couple went back and watched the live broadcast together.

There was a ten-minute intermission in the central hall, and the musical exchange continued.

The first to appear was Lucy, a female arranger from the United Nations. The theme of the song was prepared by the Chinese government and consisted of only two words: "Friendship".

Lucy is a very beautiful arranger at the United Nations. She is as famous as Xiaoyue in China and is very popular.

She has blonde hair, blue eyes, a curvy figure and is very sexy and charming. As soon as she appeared on the stage, the foreigners at the scene stood up and cheered.

Everyone in the Chinese exchange group was stunned. Wow, this is the national goddess of the United Nations!

Lucy greeted the audience with a smile, took the theme card, took a look at it, sat on the chair specially prepared for her on the stage, and began to compose music on the computer.

Chinese netizens watched the live broadcast and chatted on the forum.

"This blonde beauty looks very powerful. I wonder who China will send to compete."

"There are only two arrangers from China who went there, either Lin Xi or Yue Shen."

"Qu Dad Lin Xi should be the most experienced one, and Yue Shen should not have created this type of theme before."

In fact, most people thought that it would be Lin Xi who would appear, and the live broadcast camera in China was also aimed at Lin Xi.

However, Lin Xi's expression was very serious, and sometimes he would whisper a few words to Xiao Yue.

"Fuck, who knows lip reading? I really want to know what they are talking about."

"I've learned it, watch me. The conversation is as follows: Lin: Xiaoyue, I think I'm going to lose my appetite after eating the food here for a few days. Yue: Really? How about I help you pick a few dishes tonight? Lin: Okay, this beauty looks very impressive. Yue: That's just the way it is."

"Fuck, can the content they discussed be posted? I am shocked."

"Qu's father Lin Xi is actually a foodie. Yueshen is very calm and seems to have no fear at all."

"Brother who can lip-read, I suggest you quit the internet immediately. Be careful of Lin Xi and Yue Shen trying to assassinate you. You know too much, hahahaha..."

The atmosphere online was unusually joyful, while the central hall was unusually quiet, as everyone was waiting for Lucy to finish writing the music score.

About half an hour later, Lucy finished writing the music score, and then selected a black female singer from the singers prepared by the United Nations, asked her to get ready, and go on stage to sing in half an hour.

The United Nations also produced a theme card with the German word “peace” on it.

Lin Xi couldn't understand German and looked a little solemn.

Oh my god, I don’t understand what it means or how to compose the music.

Xiao Yue glanced at her and whispered, "Peace."

When Lin Xi heard this, his heart skipped a beat and his expression became even more serious.

It seems simple, but it is very difficult to write an amazing song.

"I can't do it, can you?"

Xiaoyue didn't expect Lin Xi to say that. After thinking for a while, she said, "It should be possible."

This conversation between the two was posted online by a netizen who could speak English, and suddenly, the Internet fell silent.

"Qu's father Lin Xi actually admitted that he is not good enough, is this true or false?"

"It should be true, right? God Yue's words 'it should be possible', I don't know why, but it suddenly feels so overbearing."

"Oh my god, it really depends on Yue Shen from now on, come on."

"Come on, Goddess Yue." Chinese people are cheering for Xiao Yue online.

Yan Xichi looked at Xiaoyue and Lin Xi. Xiaoyue nodded and stood up.

The other people in the Chinese exchange group looked at Xiaoyue in surprise. They didn't expect that Lin Xi didn't go, but Nie Xingyue went instead. They didn't understand the reason.

Xiao Yue was too lazy to explain, and stepped onto the stage under the attention of the crowd. She was graceful, and her steps were steady and confident, as if every step was in the beat of the music.

As the spotlights slowly focused, the entire venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the woman who was about to show the magic of music.

Xiao Yue took a deep breath and slowly sat down in the seat prepared for the Chinese arranger. Her fingers lightly touched the keyboard. At that moment, the entire space seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force.

This time, Xiaoyue decided to defeat foreigners with a German song, so she wrote the music for "Heal the World".

In just ten minutes, Xiaoyue finished the arrangement, while the black singer was still preparing.

The singers in the Chinese exchange group all looked at Xiaoyue nervously, wondering who she would choose.

Xiao Yue walked over and asked in a low voice: "Who can sing German songs?"

The three singers looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they were all first-line singers and one of them was a singing king, they really didn't know German. What should they do? Why would they come up with a song in German?

All three shook their heads, indicating that they did not know German.

Xiaoyue looked at Yan Xichi helplessly, wanting to see what he meant.

Yan Xichi sighed and said, "Why don't you translate this song into Chinese and let them sing it?"

Xiaoyue was quite speechless. This song must be sung in German to have the right flavor. It definitely won't work if sung in Chinese.

"Forget it, I'll sing it myself."

"What about the accompaniment?"

"I'll play the piano."

When the Chinese side expressed that they could sing first, Lucy and the black singer were dumbfounded.

What's going on? It's only been a few minutes, and you've not only written the music, but you can also sing it?

Under the bright spotlight, Xiaoyue sat in front of the piano again, her fingers jumping lightly between the black and white keys, and every touch of the key seemed to carry a deep call for peace and love.

Her singing voice is clear and penetrating, blending perfectly with the melody of the piano, creating an auditory space that is both solemn and warm.

In the audience, the audience was moved by this pure emotion and immersed in the harmonious atmosphere created by the song.

Xiaoyue is not only playing and singing, but also communicating with the world with her heart, conveying the power of healing and hope.

As the last note slowly fell, thunderous applause broke out at the scene.

Xiaoyue's "Heal the World" is not only a musical feast, but also a spiritual baptism and resonance. She uses music as a bridge to connect every soul that longs for peace and love.

When the song ended, everyone in the central hall was shocked, especially Lucy, who opened her mouth so wide that she didn't know what to do next.

She had to admit that Nie Xingyue was better than her. She sang well, played the piano well, and unexpectedly, she also sang German songs very well.

Lucy thought that her song seemed to have lost before she even went on stage to perform.

The Chinese people were simply stunned.

"Is this Yue Shen's first singing day? She sings better than any other singer."

"So, when it comes to music, Yue Shen is an all-rounder."

"Brothers and sisters, I don't know why I feel that Yue Shen's singing voice is similar to Chan Juan's..."

If Xiaoyue saw these comments, she would be so scared that her vest would fall off.

The person who was most deeply touched must be Liu Xinran. She recognized it immediately. Chanjuan was Xiaoyue and Xiaoyue was Chanjuan. She must have suffered so much from keeping this girl secret.

Liu Wenjie was also very distressed. What should he do? His girlfriend actually had the skill of singing, and she sang better than the king and queen of singing. What should he do?

Now, no matter what people at home think, everything in the central hall must continue as usual.

I don’t know if the black singer was nervous or just didn’t remember the lyrics at all, but he sang out of tune several times.

Lucy's face turned pale. She wanted to be destroyed. It was so shameful.

After two consecutive failures, the faces of the UN official representatives became very ugly, and this music exchange came to an end.

A morning passed like this. After lunch, Xiaoyue rested for a while and then took Linxi to go shopping.

Throughout the afternoon, Xiaoyue and Linxi seemed to be in a grand cultural feast. They not only appreciated the natural scenery of Lebanon, but also deeply felt the city’s profound cultural heritage and artistic atmosphere.

Xiaoyue would buy anything she liked when she saw it. When she and Lin Xi returned to the hotel, almost all the things they carried were things she bought.

Xiaoyue was not stingy and gave Linxi a handmade crocodile leather handbag as a thank you gift.