Chapter 110: Whoever Triumphs in the Challenge Shall Have This Song!

Once Wang Mo had settled on his plan, he immediately called Yuan Xiong over and shared it with him.

Yuan Xiong thought it over seriously. “I think it’s feasible.”

Since they couldn’t find a suitable singer, Wang Mo’s approach was indeed the best option.

They were all men of action.

Without hesitation, they divided their efforts into two fronts.

The first front:

Liu Zhengwen contacted the “Cantonese Culture” team and informed them that they couldn’t find a suitable singer at the moment. Therefore, they planned to hold an open call across the entire internet to find a vocalist for the song “Digital Life.”

They informed the “Cantonese Culture” official channel because some official organizations disliked premature exposure of songs through self-promotion. If the other party objected, they would have to find another way. Fortunately, no such opposition occurred; “Cantonese Culture” readily agreed and strongly supported Yunhai Media’s decision.

The second front:

Yuan Xiong swiftly communicated with several major music platforms. Wang Mo, under the pseudonym “Silent,” uploaded “Digital Life” to these platforms, making it the first song there to feature no human vocals—only electronic voice synthesis.

After completing all these preparations, Wang Mo logged into the “Silent” account on Weibo.

The “Silent” account wasn’t very popular, with just over 300,000 followers. After all, no matter how talented a composer might be, most ordinary people wouldn’t follow him.

However, though the fanbase was modest, nearly all of those 300,000 followers were from the songwriting and music industry.

Upon logging in, Wang Mo noticed over 99 unread private messages.

Glancing through them, most were requests related to songs.

“Mr. Silent, are you interested in composing a love song? Compensation negotiable.”

“Big boss Silent, can you write a song? Any genre is fine.”

“Mr. Silent, could you custom-make a song for our company’s XX? We offer five million in payment.”

He shook his head and ignored these messages.

Then, he quickly composed a Weibo post:

“I have written a song titled ‘Digital Life,’ but so far, I haven’t found a suitable singer. The electronic vocals have been uploaded to major music platforms, and I am attaching the sheet music below. Here I announce: anyone interested in this song can attempt to sing it. If someone can successfully master it and I approve their performance, I will entrust ‘Digital Life’ to them to perform.”

He attached a high-resolution score of “Digital Life” beneath the post.

After posting, Wang Mo logged out.

…

On today’s internet, “Silent” still enjoyed immense fame.

Especially after the broadcast of “Singer’s Style,” Hao Mingxing’s rendition of “Empty City” had propelled Silent to the peak of popularity.

In the music world, discussions of the miracles Silent created were everywhere.

Of course, with time, his fame had somewhat cooled.

Yet no one expected that recently, Silent would again dominate the public eye with the powerful hit “Sweet and Sour Me,” even causing Gaoniu’s stock price to soar by over ten billion yuan.

This feat elevated Silent’s stature once more, especially in the composition community.

“Unbelievable.”

“Silent’s composing skills are simply incomprehensible.”

“One song moving Gaoniu’s stock price by billions—is that even real?”

“The pity is Silent only composes according to his own will; he never takes individual commissions.”

“Yes, many top-tier and even superstar-level singers have requested songs from Silent, but he never responds.”

“Ah, when will I ever get Silent to write a song for me…”

…

Silent’s success.

Silent’s achievements.

The miracles in every one of his songs.

All these made more and more singers wish to collaborate with this legendary composer.

Unfortunately, Silent seemed never to write songs for outsiders, regardless of how high the offer.

Over time, this only deepened the desire among singers for his work.

The more unattainable, the more coveted.

The more unattainable, the more precious.

Fang Luo was a second-tier singer whose dream was to break into the top tier.

But lacking natural talent, outsiders believed he would remain stuck in the second tier forever.

Originally, Fang Luo had resigned himself to this fate.

But Silent’s presence rekindled hope in his heart.

Since Silent could make “wastrel” Hao Mingxing famous and elevate discarded singer Su Xueyao to legendary status with a single song, if Silent wrote a song for him, wouldn’t he surely break into the top tier?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Fang Luo began to reach out to Silent through various channels, trying to commission a song, but all attempts failed.

Still, Fang Luo didn’t give up; he stayed glued to Silent’s Weibo account, hoping for a miracle.

One day.

As usual, after sending Silent a private message requesting a song, Fang Luo was about to log off Weibo.

Suddenly.

Ding dong~~~

A message popped up: “A blogger you follow closely, ‘Silent,’ has posted a new Weibo. Come and check it out!”

Fang Luo’s heart skipped a beat.

Silent had posted a new Weibo?

He knew well that since following Silent, he had never seen him post anything new.

Today, Silent had broken the silence with a new post.

What could it say?

He instantly clicked open Silent’s Weibo page.

The message appeared before his eyes:

“I have written a song titled ‘Digital Life’…”

“No suitable singer has been found…”

“If anyone can master this song…”

“I will give ‘Digital Life’ to them to perform…”

Reading this, Fang Luo felt a fire ignite within his chest, heating his entire body.

He trembled. “Oh my God.”

His mind reeled.

At first, he thought the account had been hacked, that someone was playing a prank.

After all, it seemed impossible that a song written by Silent could lack a suitable singer—this was beyond belief.

But soon, he noticed that within minutes, Hao Mingxing had already reposted Silent’s Weibo, writing: “Brothers and sisters, I’m going to give it a shot. Wish me luck!”

Su Xueyao also reposted: “Wuwu~~~ I don’t understand Cantonese, so I can’t try.”

Fu Zhuang reposted with the comment: “Let’s all take on this challenge!”

Even Tang Qinyun reposted, tagging Su Xueyao: “@Su Xueyao, Sister Yao, fellow sufferers—we both don’t know Cantonese.”

If Silent’s account had been hacked, perhaps.

But for the accounts of Hao Mingxing, Su Xueyao, Fu Zhuang, and Tang Qinyun to be hacked simultaneously was practically impossible.

Seeing their reposts, Fang Luo swallowed hard, trembling: “Could it be that Silent’s post is real?”

God!

Buddha!

He shouted in excitement, jumping up: “Hahaha, this must be a divine opportunity! This song is mine! I must claim it!!!”

At that moment, every cell in Fang Luo’s body seemed to burn.

Opportunity!

A once-in-a-lifetime chance!

Normally, he wouldn’t even dare to commission Silent, let alone meet him.

But now, if he could master Silent’s “Digital Life,” the song would be his!

Just the thought thrilled him.

…

While Fang Luo was ecstatic,

Silent’s comment section exploded.

He was not the only one watching Silent; many composers, singers, and even some music media outlets were closely monitoring his movements.

Thus, when Silent posted, the community instantly stirred.

“What the heck?”

“Holy crap? No way!”

“Is this for real?”

“Oh my God, what is Silent up to?”

“I’m stunned.”

“What? Silent has put his own song out there, looking for a singer?”

“Ahhhh! This can’t be a dream!”

“Big news! Huge news!”

“I’ve always said Silent is the best composer because he uses our acne treatment powder. Sisters, if you trust me, click my avatar to visit my page—it really works~~~”

“……”

Silent’s Weibo post delivered an unprecedented shock to everyone’s soul.

Many singers who had long hoped to work with Silent suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

Even some unknown but confident independent singers clenched their fists silently, determined to seize this chance to soar.

However.

The next moment, upon seeing the sheet music, everyone froze.

They all stared at lyrics composed almost entirely of numbers, doubting their own eyes.

“This… is Silent’s ‘Digital Life’?”

“A string of numbers can be a song?”

“Silent is always so unpredictable.”

“No way, a Cantonese song? I can’t sing that!”

“First time I’ve seen such a bizarre song.”

“Looking at the music scene, only Silent could compose such an avant-garde piece.”

“……”

Despite shock and disbelief,

everyone quickly downloaded the “Digital Life” sheet music.

More people opened the major music platforms and began listening to the electronic demo, preparing to challenge the song.

They wanted to see what kind of song could leave Silent struggling to find a suitable singer.

At this moment, every challenger was brimming with confidence.

It’s just a song, after all.

How hard could it be?

Especially for singers from Guangdong, Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan—they felt certain of victory. A mere Cantonese song was surely their easy prey.

As some singers began attempting “Digital Life,” the news spread further.

Half an hour later.

[Silent’s New Song Searches for Singer Across the Internet]

[Silent’s Announcement: Whoever Can Sing My New Song Will Own It]

[Digital Life]

[The Most Bizarre Song: Silent’s New Song Struggles to Find a Singer]

[Want to Collaborate with Silent? Here’s Your Chance!]

[…]

Several trending topics suddenly appeared on Weibo’s hot search list, causing the story’s popularity to explode.

Especially with reposts from Hao Mingxing, Su Xueyao, and others, many ordinary netizens were drawn in.

These casual users thought,

“Oh! Silent is holding an open call with no conditions. That means I can try too! Maybe Silent will recognize my talent!”

So countless self-assured amateur singers joined the challenge.

Their participation instantly boosted the hype.

Many also shared the news on other social media platforms, spreading it across the internet at an incredible speed.

At this moment, Wang Mo had no idea his initially professional and serious project was spiraling out of control, evolving into a nationwide sensation.

(End of Chapter)