103: Chapter 103: You want me to sing? Zhao Mu was dumbfounded.

The moment the last note faded, the room remained silent for a full three seconds.

Immediately after, thunderous applause erupted.

The police officers gathered outside the door could no longer restrain themselves. They clapped vigorously while squeezing inward, their gazes toward Jiang Feng filled with unconcealed amazement and admiration.

"Excellent! That was sung incredibly well!"

"This song... it feels like it was tailor-made for us!"

"Teacher Jiang, you're simply miraculous!"

Amidst the chatter, the previously indifferent Director had also appeared in the office at some point, his eyes now holding much more appreciation.

He strode up to Jiang Feng, proactively extended his hand, and clasped it firmly:

"Teacher Jiang! My sincerest apologies for my earlier doubts! I initially thought... I never imagined you could truly compose such an outstanding work on the spot!"

"This song is exactly the promotional anthem our police department has been searching for! Nothing could be more suitable!"

The Director grew more and more excited as he spoke, even forgetting to release Jiang Feng's hand. "You have truly done us an enormous favor!"

Bai Ruoxi had also snapped out of her daze. She looked at the lyrics and music on the paper, then back at Jiang Feng, the admiration in her eyes almost overflowing:

"Teacher Jiang, your skill level is truly awe-inspiring."

Jiang Feng offered a faint smile and withdrew his hand:

"You're too kind, Director. I'm just glad to be of help."

Zhao Mu stood to the side, still reeling from the earlier shock. Only when the Director's gaze swept over him did he jolt back to reality, instinctively straightening his posture.

The Director chuckled and patted Jiang Feng's shoulder:

"Teacher Jiang, regarding the vocalist for this song, do you have anyone in mind? Our department has connections with quite a few singers in the industry. If you need, we can help arrange introductions anytime, guaranteed to find the most suitable one for you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Feng happened to raise his hand and point toward the still-stunned Zhao Mu beside him, his tone matter-of-fact:

"No need for the trouble. I already have a candidate for the vocalist."

"Hmm?" The Director was taken aback, following the direction of his finger. "And who is this?"

"My cousin, Zhao Mu," Jiang Feng stated.

"Me?!" Zhao Mu was dumbfounded on the spot, pointing at his own nose, his voice trembling. "C-cousin? You mean me?"

Not only him, but the Director and Bai Ruoxi were also stunned. They had assumed Jiang Feng would seek out some well-known singer, never expecting it to be this seemingly ordinary college graduate?

Bai Ruoxi hesitated for a moment before asking, "Teacher Jiang, is Mr. Zhao... a professional singer?"

"No," Jiang Feng shook his head. "He just graduated. He participated in the campus top ten singers competition before, so he has a foundation."

"Well then..." The Director grew somewhat hesitant. It wasn't that he distrusted Jiang Feng, but this promotional anthem was too important to them. If the vocalist underperformed, even the best song would be wasted.

Seemingly sensing their concerns, Jiang Feng smiled:

"Rest assured. I wrote this song specifically with his vocal range in mind. Furthermore, I'll personally oversee his practice sessions afterward, guaranteeing no issues."

"This..." The Director still seemed indecisive.

"Cousin! Are you crazy?" Zhao Mu also grew anxious, pulling on Jiang Feng's arm and whispering urgently, "This is the police department's promotional anthem! How could I possibly handle it? I'm just an amateur! What if I mess it up?"

"You won't mess it up," Jiang Feng patted his shoulder, his tone resolute. "Just seize the opportunity when it's given. This is far better than you sending out resumes everywhere looking for work."

Zhao Mu froze. Only then did he realize his cousin was helping him. Earlier, he had talked about clinging to his coattails and running errands; it turned out his cousin had already prepared such a massive opportunity for him.

Watching Jiang Feng's confident expression, Bai Ruoxi suddenly spoke up:

"Director, since Teacher Jiang is so confident, I think we can trust him. Teacher Jiang, having composed such an excellent song, certainly wouldn't joke about something like this."

She herself held immense faith in Jiang Feng's abilities. Since he said so, she was naturally willing to believe him.

The Director thought for a moment, then also nodded. "Alright! Then we'll trust Teacher Jiang this once!"

He patted Zhao Mu's shoulder with a smile. "Young man, work hard. Don't let down your cousin's intentions!"

"Ah... oh! Yes! I'll definitely work hard!" Zhao Mu finally snapped to attention, nodding hurriedly, his face a mix of excitement and nervousness, his ears even turning red.

Seeing this, a faint curve touched the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth. He knew perfectly well that the song *

Ambition of Youth Knows No Sorrow

* was a classic in its own right. As long as Zhao Mu performed normally, he was absolutely guaranteed to become an instant hit. Once Zhao Mu's name gained recognition, Jiang Feng could follow up with a few more songs, paving the way for his cousin—far better than having him run errands for others.

"Then when shall we schedule the recording?" Bai Ruoxi promptly took out a notebook to jot it down. "We can arrange for a recording studio anytime on our end, with the best equipment available."

"The day after tomorrow," Jiang Feng considered, then said. "These next two days, I'll first take him through some vocal practice to get familiar with the melody."

"No problem!" The Director immediately agreed. "Then we'll send a car to pick you up first thing the day after tomorrow! I've already had someone arrange the recording studio; I guarantee everything will be prepared perfectly for you!"

Having said that, he warmly insisted, "Teacher Jiang, young Zhao, it's getting late. Why not stay for a working meal before you leave? Consider it a small token of our appreciation from the police department!"

Jiang Feng didn't decline, nodding. "Then we'll trouble you, Director."

"No trouble at all!" The Director beamed, grinning from ear to ear. "Having the honor of hosting someone of your caliber is our privilege!"

The police officers nearby, seeing the excitement was over, gradually dispersed. However, as they left, they couldn't help but glance back at Jiang Feng a few more times, still discussing the song from earlier.

"That song just now was truly fantastic; it gave me goosebumps."

"Absolutely. Teacher Jiang is simply miraculous, composing it in just over ten minutes."

"And that cousin of his... looks like he's grooming a newcomer. What a high starting point—directly singing the police department's promotional anthem?"

"I'm envious. Having such an impressive cousin must save years of detours."

The chatter gradually faded into the distance. Zhao Mu followed behind Jiang Feng, watching his cousin's calm and composed demeanor. A sudden thought struck him: coming to find his cousin this time was truly the right decision.

It seemed... he had really latched onto the thickest leg in the world.

For two full days, the small yet fully-equipped recording studio was saturated with the lingering resonance of the final mix—Jiang Feng, alongside his recently graduated cousin Zhao Mu, had finally polished the promotional anthem for the Modu Police Department to absolute completion.

Although Zhao Mu was a fresh graduate and a newcomer to the music scene with little formal stage experience, his years of involvement in the campus singers' club during university had given him a solid foundation in singing. At the very least, his pitch and breath control weren't major issues. Combined with Jiang Feng's evident expertise—personally overseeing everything from arrangement to mixing, even meticulously correcting the weight of Zhao Mu's enunciation and the emotional delivery during transitions—the completion level of this promotional anthem was set at the peak from the very beginning.