The Stand-In Was on Fire

Bai Rong lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes. "Actually, she's very ugly. She didn't want anyone to know her name, so she told me not to tell anyone."

'She's so ugly, that it would be impossible for her to become an artiste.' Bai Rong added silently in her heart.

Naturally, she did not want Mu Chen to know that her stand-in had been Fang Mo'er.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Mu Chen's eyes, but he asked again, "How ugly is she? As long as she has talent, she can always get plastic surgery if she's ugly."

Bai Rong had not expected Mu Chen to be so persistent with regards to a stand-in, so she could only say, "That won't do. Her face is burned, and the damage was quite serious. Plastic surgery won't be able to heal it, so..."

Mu Chen's mind connected the figure on the stage to the burned face, which immediately made him feel nauseous. He quickly said, "Forget it then."

Bai Rong replied softly, "It's indeed not suitable."

At the same time, Fang Mo'er, who had just been cast as a burn patient, was in her office. She was focused on watching the videos on Xiaopo Station.

She was very lucky today. Teacher Bai was broadcasting live again.

Recently, Bai Liang seemed to have a lot of free time and had started giving live teaching sessions.

Fang Mo'er realized that the topic of conversation on the bullet screen today was different from yesterday.

Everyone was discussing the stand-in concert today.

"Teacher, you've met many artists. Do you know who the stand-in singer is?"

"She must be a trained singer. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so good at singing."

"I was also shocked by the stand-in."

"Teacher, do you know who it is?"

Bai Liang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the bullet screen that was filled with requests for the singer's name.

Throughout the afternoon, countless people had approached him to ask about it.

Some fans had even privately messaged him on Weibo.

There had also been several people from the industry who had asked him about it.

The news of the veiled stand-in singer had spread far and wide.

However, he did not know who this person was at all.

Once again, Bai Liang replied to the crowd, "I don't know who this person is either. I'm sure that this person must be a newcomer to the singing industry."

The comments below instantly showed their disappointment.

Fang Mo'er was a little amused.

Naturally, no one could find her because she was not from the singing industry at all.

No one had expected that she would be from the music arrangement industry.

"If I can find this singer, I would really like to write a song for her," Bai Liang suddenly said.

For such a singing genius, any composer would surely want to write a song for her.

After that, Teacher Bai continued his lecture.

Fang Mo'er did not send out any messages on the bullet screen today, to avoid drawing attention to herself.

Fang Mo'er was very inspired as she had learned a lot about music arranging here.

She had also composed a song on the spot.

Fang Mo'er realized that she was already capable of writing a complete song.

Before the broadcast ended, Fang Mo'er had given Teacher Bai a few rockets to express her gratitude.

Before anyone could react, she quickly left.

At 5 p.m., she left work on the dot.

The entire company had been in a mess today, with only Fang Mo'er being in a relaxed mood.

She even hummed a song on her way home.

She hummed all the way back to Xiangyuan Residence.

When she entered the house, Fang Mo'er noticed a handsome figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Shi Mo had changed from his usual suit to a white t-shirt and casual pants.

He rested his chin on his hand and stared at Fang Mo'er as she walked in.

"You look very happy." Shi Mo said as he looked at her.

Fang Mo'er walked over and sat down beside Shi Mo. 

Of course, Fang Mo'er was happy.

With so many people chasing after her tonight, she had received a great ego boost.

Fang Mo'er's eyes sparkled as if there were billions of stars shining in them.

Shi Mo stared into those eyes, unable to tear his gaze away.

In his mind, he could see an exquisitely dressed Fang Mo'er, with a microphone in her hand as she stood on stage as if all alone in the world.

Shi Mo's thoughts shifted and he couldn't help but turn towards Fang Mo'er.

Fang Mo'er felt a little awkward under Shi Mo's gaze.

Shi Mo placed his hand on her face.

His warm palm was pressed against her cool face.

Fang Mo'er's eyes sparkled even more.

She thought that Shi Mo was going to kiss her, so she quickly closed her eyes.

Instead, she heard Shi Mo say in a deep voice, "Why is your face so cold? No wonder you're blushing."

Fang Mo'er opened her eyes in shock, the warmth on her face disappearing.

Shi Mo took her hand and warmed it in the palm of his hand.

Fang Mo'er blinked. Why did this scene look so familiar?

Fang Mo'er looked intently as she tried to understand what was behind the mischievous smile in his eyes.

"Were you intending on kissing me?" Shi Mo purposely asked.

Fang Mo'er immediately leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.

She replied loudly, "Yes, you've found me out."

Shi Mo was stunned for a moment, before he started to smile.

He took her into his arms: "So the wife loves me so much that she wrote me a love letter, one which I have received."