The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Su Ran had heard the original version of "I Can't Put My Hand Down" from the system.

It grabbed her attention right from the start.

She never imagined that in that parallel universe, there would be such a singer who could sing with such a magnificent and vigorous spirit.

Singer Li Lifen's voice is a rare combination of deep, resonant, and naturally powerful female vocals.

She could imitate that voice a little, but that would mask the ethereal quality of her own voice, making it quite different from the voice she had previously presented to the audience.

It needs to possess the power of the original singer while retaining the original characteristics of her voice; otherwise, it will become a hodgepodge.

The demo became the most important element in enhancing the tonality of the song.

If there is only a guitar or piano accompaniment, it is too simple.

Viewers in the live stream saw the ghostly voice get up.

Where did she go?

She's going to the recording studio.

Could this be a feint? A deliberate attempt to appear strong and save face for himself?

Amid the skepticism, Su Ran pushed open the door.

The host reminded, "Teacher Guiyin, you must personally handle the entire song; no one else is allowed to participate, including the recording engineer."

"I know what I'm doing." Su Ran walked into the soundproof room.

She naturally wouldn't use those high-end recording devices; it's just that the banquet hall was too noisy and would disturb her.

The recording studio has soundproofing, making it the most suitable place to record demos.

The intro to "Irresistible" is melodious and powerful, but unfortunately she doesn't know how to use some of the instruments needed for the arrangement.

From this perspective, Gu Cai is still very capable and outstanding.

Su Ran frowned and called out to the people outside, "Could you lend me a drum?"

Those outside were taken aback. Wasn't this ghostly voice only good at guitar and piano? Why was he suddenly going to start playing drums?

As long as any musical instrument is provided within the rules, the staff still found a large drum according to Su Ran's request.

Su Ran's furrowed brows relaxed, and she picked up the drumsticks and tapped them, beginning to ponder their rhythm.

Even after half an hour had passed, Su Ran was still pondering the large drum.

The viewers in the live stream were getting impatient.

[Just now in Teacher Zhu's live stream, they all started rehearsing, but looking at Guiyin's side, there's still no movement. I'm afraid it's not going to work out.]

Don't make sarcastic remarks, I believe in my husband!!

[You guys are way too biased! She's a woman, and you're calling her "husband"? Don't you respect us men at all?]

I'm going to yell, what's it to you?

[Hmph, you fans, just wait and see! Back then, Teacher Zhu became famous all over the country with just a few songs, Teacher Ning is a mature musician with thirty years of songwriting experience, not to mention Teacher Zhao just won a yangqin award! Your ghostly voices are doomed to lose!]

Ghost Voice's fans were holding their breath, feeling uncertain, and began to panic.

Just then, Su Ran put on her headphones.

To maintain secrecy, the sound in the live stream is turned off, and the glass door in the recording studio is also soundproof. Whether it's the viewers in the live stream or the people outside the glass door of the recording studio, all they can see is Su Ran turning on the recorder and outputting a few notes, and then fiddling with the musical instruments.

Until the end of the creation period.

"Two hours isn't a long time, but it's not short either. I'm sure you've all been waiting a while." The host flashed a professional smile. "Who would you like to see come on stage first?"

Someone shouted from below: "Ghostly voice!"

"Zhu Zhen!"

"Zhu Zhen, let Guiyin hear what it means to back down when faced with a challenge!"

The host smiled and said, "In that case, let's invite Teacher Zhu, Teacher Ning, and Teacher Zhao to the stage first."

Zhu Zhen and his two companions walked out confidently, each finding their own place to stand.

Soon after, the sound of the dulcimer took the lead, followed by Zhu Zhen's voice. Just as everyone expected, Zhu Zhen's singing had the grandeur of a great nation and was very much in line with the theme of the folk music ceremony.

When the song ended, both the audience in the audience and the viewers in the live broadcast room cheered enthusiastically.

The fans of the ghost voice were immediately captivated.

"Next up, please welcome Teacher Ghost Voice," the host announced.

Someone jogged over and whispered a few words to the host.

The host then awkwardly picked up the microphone: "Excuse me, everyone, Mr. Guiyin is currently mixing the accompaniment, it will be two minutes late."

Everyone present secretly hoped to see the joke played on them.

"That eerie voice, could it be that they listened to Teacher Zhu's performance and are deliberately making excuses to delay their arrival?"

"With the level of these three teachers, which one of them isn't famous in the country? Guiyin is just a newcomer with little life experience, so he must be scared now."

"Just you wait and see. In two minutes, they might come up with another excuse to say they want to be three minutes later."

The live stream was filled with various mocking comments.

[Come see your "husbands," hahaha, they're too scared to come up here, aren't they?]

You are all so pathetic. Your "husbands" are cowardly and weak-willed. They talk big but when faced with real trouble, all they think about is how to run away.

[Women will be women; when it really matters, men are the ones who come in handy. Ghost Voice has a nice figure; maybe if she kneels down and calls some sugar daddy "husband," he'll lend a hand.]

……

Li Yu, standing to the side, felt her heart pounding in her chest, her hands clenched into fists. She believed that Guiyin would not disappoint all her fans.

Two minutes passed, and everyone waited expectantly.

The entrance to the stage was pitch black, and everyone's hearts sank.

Suddenly, a tall, slender figure walked slowly towards her. Her steps were calm and steady, and the hem of her dark green horse-face skirt fluttered with each step.

Elegant, aloof, and noble—these three words are insufficient to describe the breathtaking way she emerged from the darkness.

She walked up to the piano and sat down upright.

A slender, ascetic hand placed a recorder on the piano.

"I'm sharing 'Irresistible' with everyone." She smiled.

Everyone held their breath, as if they were looking at a beautiful, fragile, and precious work of art.

But when I heard her sing "I Can't Let Go," my breath caught in my throat.

Look, young people are just young people, all they know is to sing about petty love stories.

As everyone waited expectantly for a laugh, a loud thud suddenly rang out.

The sound of drums came rushing towards us.

Accompanied by a high-pitched and melodious yet powerful chant, it resounded in everyone's ears!

The vast grassland surged with the momentum of thousands of troops, and the singing voice was like that of an emperor who held the power of life and death over the world!

Without the sight of weapons, he can bind everyone to the king's banner!

The song fully expresses the emperor's lofty ambitions and tender feelings.

……

Her beauty was so captivating that even fish would sink, geese would fall from the sky, the moon would hide, and flowers would blush; her beauty was beyond compare.

Having someone by my side is like basking in spring sunshine; I would rather die than regret it.

Let beauty and charm entangle me, even if life is short.

With mutual consent and reciprocation, how fortunate they are to be a couple!

Ah ha, I'll offer you my land and rivers to win your favor.

The whole nation sings in unison, a song that will be passed down through the ages.

Look, the distant mountains seem to smile as the water flows on.

Lifetimes until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble

……

Viewers in the live stream who were eating dropped their chopsticks all over the floor.

The group of people who were typing and mocking Ghost Voice stopped typing.

The audience at the folk music grand ceremony couldn't help but gape in astonishment.

The singing continued, deafeningly resonating in everyone's hearts.

Ah... I'll be drunk with you today!

I love your beauty so much!

Don't wait until your hair turns white to regret it.

Ah... I'll be drunk with you today!

I love your beauty so much!

Let me win the heart of my beauty.

……

Everyone: Is this really just a piece for competition and contest?

The stage for the Folk Music Grand Ceremony was too small; it couldn't fit this song.

It should appear on the stage of China Central Television! It should appear on the big screen as the annual hit song!

Grand, magnificent, majestic, and grand... none of these words can adequately describe the feeling the ghostly voice evoked in them.