Transmigrated as a Cannon Fodder Omega, Their Knees Bent Chapter 69
Chapter 69: Selecting a Song
Lou Ting staying here was to discuss serious business with Ji Xing.
Whether it was because they once shared similar experiences, Lou Ting trusted Ji Xing exceptionally well now.
Ji Xing already knew his biggest secret, and Ji Xing would even tell him things he had absolutely no knowledge of; to him, Ji Xing was incredibly reliable.
They had only flipped through over thirty songs when He Yunzhou arrived; there were still hundreds of songs left unseen.
If he left now, he would have to come over again tomorrow, and Lou Ting was too lazy to run back and forth.
He Yunzhou felt as if he had been abandoned. He looked at the little fox using his tail to pet the cat; he wouldn’t believe they were discussing any major matters even if beaten to death. They were clearly just taking the opportunity to pet the cat!
Unable to enter no matter what, He Yunzhou simply stood at the door and asked, “Lou Ting, are you coming with me or not?”
“Awoo.” Pausing for a moment, the little fox realized he couldn’t understand, so he added, “Not leaving.”
He Yunzhou said, “Then I’ll call my brother.”
Lou Ting: “???”
How wicked.
Actually tattling?!
“Ignore him. Xiangyuan is in another star field; he won’t be able to make it back tonight.”
“Sister-in-lawβ!!!”
The butler and guards caught up at this moment, hastily blocking He Yunzhou, and then bowed to Ji Xing, “I am very sorry, Your Highness the Empress.”
Ji Xing said, “It’s fine. Drag him away.”
He Yunzhou was outnumbered, not to mention he couldn’t start a fight at a time like this. He leaned against the doorframe and shouted, “Lou Ting!”
The little fox shouted even louder than him, “See you tomorrow!”
He Yunzhou: “…”
I feel like I will never love again.
Seeing the door close, the little fox lay down and rolled over, rolling a full circle to rest perfectly against the little Ragdoll.
The little Ragdoll reached out a paw to knead him and said, “Let’s continue looking.”
“Awoo.”
If Lou Ting said there was serious business, then there definitely was serious business.
He was about to go on stage for the competition soon, and his song hadn’t been chosen yet.
The songs Ji Xing had here were all fully copyrighted and could be modified at will. Although the ones Liang Caijin prepared also had copyrights, they did not allow for secondary modifications.
If possible, Lou Ting would much rather prefer to modify the songs himself.
To sing out a feeling that belonged uniquely to him.
However, it was normal for his mind to wander a bit when seriously preparing a song.
With the Ragdoll cat’s fluff drifting right in front of him, the little fox felt he’d be doing his own paw pads a disservice if he didn’t smooth it down and give it a pet while pressing on it.
A milky, sweet-smelling little Ragdoll!
Perhaps because he had just drank milk tea, the milky scent hadn’t dissipated yet.
Lou Ting had the illusion that he was petting a nursing kitten.
“Meow?” Nothing you like?
After flipping through several pages consecutively, Lou Ting didn’t have any ideas. Even after finishing an entire book, he hadn’t picked out a single one that interested him.
The little fox blanked for a moment, stealthily hid the cat fur in his paws, and shook his head with absolute seriousness.
He was too embarrassed to say that he hadn’t been paying attention at all, completely preoccupied with petting the cat.
Seeing this, the little Ragdoll tossed that book aside and swapped it for a new one, “Meow.” Continue.
The little fox rested his paw on the little Ragdoll’s fluff, “Awoo!” Continue petting the cat!
The two of them busied themselves like this for an entire afternoon.
In the end, they still couldn’t select a suitable song.
The sky gradually darkened.
The little Ragdoll lay on its side on the bed, while the little fox curled up against its belly, his paws resting on the little Ragdoll’s paws, sleeping soundly and sweetly.
The next moment, the bedroom door slowly opened.
Taking advantage of the night, a black panther quietly poked its head in, its gilded golden eyes staring unblinkingly at the sleeping little fox on the bed.
Felines made extremely little noise when walking; if they wanted to, they could walk over without making a single sound.
The black panther’s movements were exceedingly slow as it gradually entered the room.
However, before he could even approach the edge of the bed, a figure behind him quickly stepped forward.
The black panther: “!!!”
In an instant, the fur all over its body puffed up.
But upon closer look, the person who arrived was He Xiangyuan.
He Xiangyuan separated the little fox and the little Ragdoll, gently gathering the little Ragdoll into his arms.
Smelling a familiar scent, the little Ragdoll twitched its paws and kneaded He Xiangyuan a couple of times.
He Xiangyuan gathered the little Ragdoll’s paws to hold him properly, signaling for He Yunzhou to take the little fox away.
Since He Xiangyuan’s long, striding steps just now hadn’t woken the two of them up, He Yunzhou had no more reservations at this moment; he directly darted forward, bit down on the little fox’s scruff, and ran off without looking back.
In his sleep, the little fox felt the bumps. Groggy and without opening his eyes, he twitched his paws, wanting to grab the little Ragdoll next to him. But after feeling around left and right without touching the little Ragdoll, he suddenly jolted awake, his round eyes looking all around.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
For a moment, he was incredibly bewildered.
A moment later, he realized that he seemed… not to be on the bed?
Looking up in hindsight, he saw the black panther.
Lou Ting: “…”
The milky, sweet-smelling little Ragdoll had turned into a big black panther after a nap.
Disdain.
Since they were a bit far, the little fox smacked him right on the nose with a paw.
Messing around!
Even after getting smacked, He Yunzhou didn’t put the little fox down. He ran all the way back to his own hall in the palace, not forgetting to close the door upon entering.
The little fox sat on the bed, burrowed into the quilt, and transformed back into his human form.
Gathering the quilt and wrapping it around himself, he asked, “Why did you bring me out?”
“My brother came back.” He Yunzhou poured him a glass of ice water. “He gets jealous easily. Seeing you on such good terms with Sister-in-law, he would definitely die of jealousy.”
Lou Ting thought about how he was clinging to the doorframe during the day and muttered softly, “Aren’t you the same?”
“What?” He Yunzhou didn’t quite hear it clearly.
“It’s nothing.” As he said that, Lou Ting noticed something amiss, “Didn’t they say the Monarch wouldn’t be able to make it back tonight?”
Ji Xing wouldn’t lie to him about something like this.
“But I called him.” Pausing for a moment, He Yunzhou suddenly laughed and said, “I even took photos of the two of you in your beast forms. Upon receiving the photos, my brother piloted a mecha and flew back overnight by himself.”
Lou Ting: “…”
Lou Ting said, “It might be for the evening banquet.”
“They’ve already sent out notices that the banquet is canceled.” He Yunzhou sat on the bed, helping Lou Ting adjust the edge of the quilt covering his upper body again. “My sister-in-law was already asleep. He didn’t want to wake him, so he simply canceled it.”
So… he didn’t come back for the banquet at all!
Lou Ting, feeling helpless, was just about to say something when he slowly raised an eyebrow, “You actually did tattle?” Was it really necessary for such a trivial matter?
“Cough.” He Yunzhou had been so focused on making fun of He Xiangyuan that he momentarily forgot his own involvement here. He hurriedly used a cough to gloss over Lou Ting’s question, “It’s getting late; let’s hurry and get some rest too.”
“Mn.” Having just been woken up and carried in someone’s mouth while sprinting wildly for so long, Lou Ting’s drowsiness had been somewhat blown away.
Considering that he still had to wake up early tomorrow to return to the dorms, Lou Ting didn’t say anything more and lay directly down.
Seeing this, He Yunzhou helped turn off the lights.
Lou Ting returned to the dorms early in the morning. Looking at songs with Ji Xing was indeed very happy, but he just couldn’t calm his mind.
He finally understood why some famous workaholics became less reliant on their work after having a cat at home. With such a little cutie around, who could calm down enough to work?
Not petting it bald just meant you lacked capability.
Lou Ting sighed; he still hadn’t found a suitable usable song.
It was quite frustrating.
When Liang Caijin came in, Lou Ting was right there sighing in despair.
“What is it? Is Zuo Anran’s matter difficult to handle?” After asking, Liang Caijin rejected the idea in his own heart first.
The official news regarding this matter hadn’t been released on the internet yet, but the vast majority of fans leaned towards Lou Ting.
After all, fans who had followed him all the way had witnessed perfectly well how difficult Lou Ting’s life had been under Zuo Anran.
Fans who fell into the fandom later, after hearing the recounts of veteran fans, would only feel their hearts ache for Lou Ting.
Furthermore, the fact that Zuo Anran jumped off a building was far too foolish. A manager who had already lost contact suddenly seeking Lou Ting out was already full of questionable points. Adding to that the angle and high-definition quality of the photos, it was practically no different from shoving the camera right in their faces.
Fans were no longer idiots. The days of letting marketing accounts control the narrative, where whatever they said was accepted as truth, were a thing of the past.
With so many issues, who couldn’t see through it?
Fans scolded the marketing accounts severely, vigorously confronting anyone who badmouthed Lou Ting, not losing the upper hand in the slightest.
Liang Caijin didn’t think this would cause any negative impact on Lou Ting.
On the contrary, the narrative was steadily controlled in his hands; the probability of something going wrong was very low.
Then what was Lou Ting worrying about?
Lou Ting said, “There will be official news about Zuo Anran’s matter within three days; I don’t need to worry about such things.” He was already very clear on those matters now; there was no need to rely on Zuo Anran’s side for clues anymore.
What he needed to do now was to wait quietly for his mental power to recover. Once it did, his missing memories would surface, and he would also be able to know about the past.
Having a clear goal actually allowed him to calm down, but there was one thing that made Lou Ting worry: “I haven’t finalized my song selection yet.”
Liang Caijin looked at the songs by his hand and asked, “Are there none here that you’re satisfied with?”
“I prefer making modifications to the original lyrics and composition. Although these have copyrights, they cannot be modified.” Some creators cared deeply about the integrity of their works; they could be sung, but not altered.
Liang Caijin nodded and said, “Then that indeed will be relatively hard to find.”
Lou Ting said, “It’s fine. I’ll think about it some more and see if there are any suitable tunes.”
Liang Caijin suggested, “It would be better to choose something explosive and passionately energetic, something that easily mobilizes the stage atmosphere.”
Compared to those very light, soft melodies, this kind of explosive song was actually much more popular.
Explosive? Passionately energetic?
Lou Ting thought for a moment, and a song title slowly surfaced in his mind. He said, “Okay.”
When the day to announce the song selections arrived.
Fang Huandong notified them to gather in a large training room.
To maintain a sense of mystery, they recorded in reverse order.
Starting from the last place, they announced their songs first.
As the first place, Lou Ting sat steadily in his chair, waiting for them to play their songs.
Various love songs, tracks full of high notes, sweet little tunes, Rap, and so on; all sorts of songs were included.
Finally, after Liang Caijin wrote down his song title, Lou Ting slowly stood up.
As the contestant with the highest popularity in the entire venue, and as the contestant most likely to debut in the center position.
Everyone’s gazes closely followed Lou Ting.
Everyone could hear their own nervously trembling heartbeats.
Many of their popularity levels were vastly different from Lou Ting’s. Their curiosity at this moment wasn’t the kind where they wanted to see Lou Ting choose a song and then defeat him; it was pure curiosity about what song this person, who had stood at the peak of popularity since the show started, would choose.
Under the watchful gaze of several pairs of eyes from behind, Lou Ting’s hand holding the pen didn’t tremble in the slightest.
He effortlessly wrote down three large characters.
Because they were blocked by Lou Ting, everyone couldn’t see what song it was for a moment.
A few who couldn’t hold back had already secretly leaned sideways and craned their necks to look. Just as everyone was guessing whether it was an explosive dance track, a melodious and mild tune, or perhaps a combination of multiple genres like his first stage performance.
The moment Lou Ting turned around, those three characters were slowly exposed before everyone’s eyes.
β “Good Luck Comes” (Hao Yun Lai)???
The crowd blanked. It’s not the ‘Good Luck Comes’ associated with folding paper cranes that I’m thinking of, is it?!
Translator’s Note: Hey guys! Hope you are enjoying the story so far! There is a small typo in the raw text where the author wrote that the little Ragdoll stepped on “He Yunzhou” after being picked up by He Xiangyuan. I’ve translated it to “He Xiangyuan” to fix the obvious continuity error so it flows natively. “Petting a cat” translates literally to “sucking a cat” (ζΈθ²) in Chinese internet slang, representing the utter addiction of playing with one’s feline friend.