Chapter 93: My Brother, Su Bai
“We cried, we laughed, we looked up at the sky, a few stars still shining. We sang the song of time, and only then did we understand what embracing each other truly means.”
As soon as Yang Mengke began to sing, everyone was stunned. Such a sweet and lovely voice. During all the competitions and training sessions, Yang Mengke had never displayed any singing talent. Everyone had always assumed she couldn’t sing.
Yet now, as she opened her mouth, her voice was enchanting beyond belief. There was a unique emotion flowing gently through her song, drawing everyone’s expectations higher in an instant.
Crying, laughing—what was it all for?
The lyrics were beautiful, and everyone wondered what story would unfold next.
“Because I happened to meet you, the footprints left behind became beautiful. The wind blows, flowers fall, tears rain down, all because I don’t want to part. Because I happened to meet you, I’ve left a decade’s worth of longing. If we meet again, I think I will remember you.”
It was because of that chance encounter that the footprints became beautiful.
The crowd couldn’t help but fall into memories of their own romances. Once upon a time, each of them had experienced sweet love. Because they happened to meet that beloved person, the wonderful moments followed.
“We cried, we laughed, we looked up at the sky, a few stars still shining. We sang the song of time, and only then did we understand what embracing each other truly means.”
What was it all for?
“Because I happened to meet you, the footprints left behind became beautiful. The wind blows, flowers fall, tears rain down, all because I don’t want to part... Because I happened to meet you, I’ve left a decade’s worth of longing. If we meet again, I think I will remember you.”
When the song ended, thunderous applause filled the hall. Yet among the judges, the mood was strangely somber. Some quietly wiped tears from their eyes, others rubbed their eyes with both hands.
The song “Because I Happened to Meet You” had drawn everyone into their own emotional memories—gratitude, sentiment, or perhaps a touch of regret.
“So beautiful, truly beautiful!”
“Though the entire song is told gently and quietly, it immediately draws one into the beauty of the lyrics!”
“Especially when it comes to ‘we looked up at the sky, a few stars still shining,’ I teared up instantly. That line is so wonderful!”
“The sense of longing can probably only be fully understood by those who have lived it themselves.”
Listening to everyone’s unanimous praise for Yang Mengke, Xu Xiaolu’s face turned ashen. She had once fantasized that Yang Mengke couldn't sing, or would perform poorly. That way, she herself could advance.
But Xu Xiaolu never imagined that Yang Mengke would sing so beautifully.
If she sings this well, why had she never shown her talent all this time?
What was this? Playing dumb to catch the tiger? Was it entertaining? Hiding her talent, only to amaze everyone in the final round? A scene straight out of a novel, now unfolding in real life?
Xu Xiaolu could only mock herself in the end.
Why? Why have I endured so much humiliation, even offered myself to Zhao Hongbing for this opportunity, only to wind up with such an outcome?
I, Xu Xiaolu, am unwilling to accept this!
At that moment, the host announced, “Judges, please begin voting!”
“I vote for Yang Mengke!”
“I vote for Yang Mengke. Though Xu Xiaolu’s song matched today’s theme well, it was too ambitious and she couldn’t carry it.”
“I hope Xu Xiaolu will look for songs that suit her voice better in the future!”
“Remember, don’t bite off more than you can chew!”
The mentors meant well, but to Xu Xiaolu, their words felt like ridicule.
So, is failure always met with mockery?
Yet no one could truly understand what Xu Xiaolu felt inside.
The outcome was clear: Yang Mengke was the winner!
Yang Mengke became the female host of the CCTV program “Scroll of Paintings.” She would accompany the channel on its journey ahead. Everyone knew that Yang Mengke’s road of openness had begun.
One of the judges asked, “Ms. Yang Mengke, you said your brother hummed this song for you?”
“Is that true?”
Yang Mengke nodded solemnly.
“Yes, he is the most important person in my life! In my toughest moments, he always gives me encouragement and a sense of safety. Honestly, without him, I wouldn’t be who I am today.”
The judge continued, “I have a question—he can hum such a beautiful song so casually. Is he a singer?”
“Honestly, the quality of this song is very high! Of course, this is a personal matter. You may answer or choose not to.”
Yu Lan and Yang Liuqing frowned at his words. This judge was so tactless—he asked the question, then told her she could answer or not. If she chose not to answer, how would people see Yang Mengke? Would they accuse her of acting arrogant after advancing? Wasn’t this just a disguised attempt to make things difficult?
If Yang Mengke had wanted to share, she would have said so at the very beginning. Since she hadn’t, there must be a reason.
Yang Mengke wrestled with herself inwardly, but in the end, decided to tell the truth.
At first, she hadn’t wanted to reveal her identity, afraid that once it was exposed, it would bring trouble to Su Bai. But now that it was already known, there was no reason to hide anymore.
“My brother is Su Bai.”