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In the hotel suite, Lin Caiwei was completely unaware that there was anything wrong with her outfit.

All her attention was focused on the audio file she had just received.

She sat up straight, picked up a pair of professional-grade in-ear monitoring headphones from the bedside table, put them on, and then opened the file.

The moment the intro started, Lin Caiwei froze.

It was completely different from the original version she had listened to repeatedly during the day.

The guitar tone is brighter, the rhythm is more upbeat, and the electronic effects that embellish it twinkle like stars.

As the drumbeats came in, she couldn't help but nod slightly in accompaniment—this rhythm was perfect for her, both dynamic and light.

When the melody reached the verse, she subconsciously sang along in her head.

Then she was surprised to find that every gap and every breath in the arrangement perfectly matched her singing habits.

The harmonic arrangement is like a soft wing enveloping the main melody, neither overshadowing it nor hindering the listening experience.

As the interlude of strings began, Lin Caiwei closed her eyes.

The beautiful yet slightly melancholic melody gave her goosebumps.

This is not the kind of emotional outburst that the original version had, but a more restrained and profound expression of emotion, yet it is just as moving.

She could almost picture herself singing this part on stage, the lights shining on her, the string music in the background—it would be such a moving scene.

The arrangement reaches its peak of layering when the chorus erupts again.

All the instruments intertwined harmoniously, yet miraculously, they left the most prominent place for her voice.

Lin Caiwei mentally tested those specially designed high-pitched display points and was confident she could handle them perfectly, with a truly stunning effect.

The song, which lasted for a little over three minutes, finished playing.

Lin Caiwei took off her headphones and sat on the bed in a daze for a long while.

perfect.

The word kept replaying in her mind.

It's not just "good", not just "suitable", but a true perfect match.

Chen Hao's understanding of her timbre, singing style, breath control, and even emotional expression was frighteningly accurate.

It was as if he had heard her sing countless times and knew her voice inside and out.

But how could that be? They'd only known each other for a few days. He didn't even know she existed before.

Unless... he truly possesses that amazing musical talent and insight, capable of fully grasping a singer's qualities in a short period of time.

Lin Caiwei felt an indescribable surge of excitement and shock.

She threw off the covers and got out of bed, not even bothering to put on her slippers, and hurriedly walked to the bedroom next to the suite.

Chen Siqi was still awake, leaning against the bed watching a drama on her tablet.

Hearing the knock, she looked up and said, "Come in."

Lin Caiwei pushed open the door and came in, her face still flushed with excitement.

"Siqi, you're still awake? You're still not asleep!" Lin Caiwei walked to the bedside.

"Quick, listen to this."

Chen Siqi looked at her in confusion: "What, Caiwei? It's so late..."

"Chen Hao rearranged 'Starlight and Dust' and just sent it to me!" Lin Caiwei handed over her phone, the audio file already open.

"Listen to this, use headphones."

Seeing Lin Caiwei's anxious look, Chen Siqi had no choice but to take the phone and put on her own earphones.

Lin Caiwei watched her expression nervously from the side.

As the intro began, Chen Siqi raised an eyebrow.

As the song progressed into the verses, her expression gradually became serious.

Her eyes widened slightly when she heard the interlude.

When the chorus started again, she even unconsciously swayed her head slightly to the rhythm.

The song has ended.

Chen Siqi took off her headphones, her face filled with shock.

"This..." She opened her mouth, looked at her phone, then at Lin Caiwei.

"Was this adapted by Chen Hao? Did he put it together in one night?"

"Yes! It was just sent over!" Lin Caiwei nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling.

"What do you think?"

Chen Siqi took a deep breath and slowly uttered two words: "Perfect."

She looked at Lin Caiwei and continued, "It perfectly matches your voice."

The harmonic arrangement is so clever; it enriches the listening experience without overpowering the main vocals.

The rhythm is adjusted just right, making it very comfortable for you to sing.

The design of those high notes... Caiwei, if you sang those, the live performance would be absolutely amazing.

She paused, then shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I was wrong."

I used to doubt whether he was a real creator.

But now... how could someone who can create this level of arrangement in one night not be an original artist?

This requires an extremely deep understanding of your voice and the song itself.

Lin Caiwei was even more excited to receive Chen Siqi's approval.

She took back her phone: "I'll tell Chen Hao right now that I really like this version and it doesn't need any changes!"

She practically skipped back to her bedroom, completely abandoning her usual aloof and cool pop diva persona.

Sitting on the bed, she immediately made a video call to Chen Hao.

The call was connected quickly.

Chen Hao's face appeared on the screen, seemingly still in the recording studio, with the equipment in the background.

"Finished the audition?" Chen Hao asked calmly. "How did you find it?"

"It's perfect!" Lin Caiwei exclaimed excitedly, her voice several octaves higher than usual.

"Chen Hao, you are really amazing! This adaptation... I simply don't know how to describe it."

This is exactly the feeling I wanted, no, it's even better than I imagined!

Hearing her excited response, Chen Hao smiled, and that smile, transmitted through the screen, made Lin Caiwei's heart skip a beat.

"I'm happy with it," Chen Hao said. "Is there anything that needs to be changed? Don't be shy, just tell me."

"No need! Absolutely no need!" Lin Caiwei quickly shook her head, afraid that he would misunderstand. "This version is already perfect, I especially like it."

Thank you so much, Chen Hao, for being so thoughtful.

"That's good." Chen Hao checked the time.

"It's getting late, I won't disturb your rest. You have work tomorrow, right? Go to sleep early."

"Hmm..." Lin Caiwei responded, suddenly feeling a little reluctant to hang up.

She looked at Chen Hao's face on the screen, a face that was actually very handsome but which she had never looked at closely before, and now appeared particularly gentle under the light.

"Good night," Chen Hao said.

"Goodnight," Lin Caiwei replied softly.

"Thank you, Chen Hao."

The video call has ended.

Lin Caiwei held her phone and slowly leaned against the headboard.

The room suddenly fell silent, and the excitement from before gradually faded, replaced by a strange, empty feeling.

She couldn't explain what it was.

I just felt like something was missing after hanging up the video call.

She shook her head, put her phone on the bedside table, lay back down, and turned off the lamp.

In the darkness, she kept her eyes open, and she could almost hear the melody of the new version of "Starlight and Dust" and Chen Hao's calm words, "As long as you're satisfied."