The Quiet Rise of Entertainment Superstars

"You sang not only sweetness, but also some melancholy. You should know that "A Dream in a Curtain" expresses a feeling of the transience of beautiful things, and the melancholy of the difficulty of finding a soulmate. You should carefully experience the meaning of the lyrics."

"Okay, Teacher Yue."

Zhang Dongming sat outside the recording room, puffing smoke, looking at the studio with a smile in his eyes.

He felt more and more that he had been wise before. Not only did he improve his relationship with Xiaoyue, but he was also able to help his cousin.

Now Xiaoyue is in the third part, so I am the first to get the moon because I am close to her. I can also get some benefits by following behind in the future!

Finally, Zhang Dongming thanked Sister Liu in his heart. She was so amazing that she could bring Xiaoyue, the future superstar, to the third part. He, Zhang Dongming, believed in his own vision.

Zhang Tianqi is probably used to singing sweet songs and she is not sure about the emotions in the song.

Xiaoyue was not in a hurry either, as she needed to experience the mood of the song herself.

Half an hour later, "A Dream of Red Mansions" was finally recorded. Xiaoyue threw the audio to Zhang Dongming and asked him to go through the review process. After it was finished, it could be sent to Deng Sikai.

In the evening, Xiaoyue didn't expect that the novel website took her so seriously. The person who came was actually Lao Xing, the director of martial arts novels.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and after the meal, Lao Xing took out the contract.

The contents of the contract have been negotiated in advance and there is no problem.

But before signing, Xiaoyue made a small request, which was that her information must be kept confidential and not disclosed. She did not want her life to be disturbed. If this was violated, today's contract would be invalid.

Finally, Lao Xing added this clause to the contract, and Xiaoyue signed it.

Before going to bed, Xiaoyue looked at the ranking of "Green Grass by the River" in the newcomer rankings. It was very good, having already reached the first place.

On the novel website, "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" is also ranked first.

Perfect, sleep.

In the next two days, Xiaoyue was not idle either, as she also had to record two songs for the Black Panther band.

The entire Tianyu Entertainment Group attached great importance to it. After all, it was the prince who was recording songs, so they used the best recording studio. You should know that the recording studio was only used by the king and queen of singing before.

Xiaoyue also gained some knowledge and saw Blue Star's high-tech recording equipment.

It is true that Blue Star Entertainment is backward, but it really doesn't like to cheat and is determined not to use a sound engineer.

Even Weibo is clear and everyone is speaking with real-name authentication. Who would dare to challenge the authorities?

Xiaoyue now spends her time writing and slacking off at work. Her new novel "The Deer and the Cauldron" is updated with 20,000 words every day, which almost drives away all the writers on the novel website.

You have to know that people usually start with 4,000 words a day, 6,000 words is considered a normal update, and 8,000 words or more is considered a burst update. Look at Xiaoyue, 20,000 words a day, which has caused fans of other writers to leave messages and ask them to keep up with Xiaoyue's pace of updates. They don't ask for 20,000 words a day, but 10,000 words a day is fine.

What else could other writers do? Some sent private messages to Xiaoyue, and some gave feedback to the official novel website. Anyway, Xiaoyue didn't read the comments, and the official website kept its promise not to disturb her life with small matters, so in the end, the matter was left unresolved.

Do you want to ask Xiaoyue if she cares about other people's opinions? Of course she doesn't care, she is just an emotionless typing robot.

It took about a week for the Black Panther band to go from recording to being approved, and there were still more than twenty days before the May new artist rankings, so Liu Wenjie very generously invited the people from the three departments to his bar to play again.

It is early April now and the weather is already a bit hot, so thick coats are no longer suitable for wearing.

Xiaoyue is 165cm tall and weighs 120kg. She looks thinner than before. Her double chin has disappeared. Her old clothes look very loose on her now, and she looks more free and casual.

A person was sitting in the corner of the box, holding a glass of lemonade, his hair still draped over his shoulders, covering most of his face, his eyes hidden by black-framed glasses. No one knew what he was thinking, and he felt like a person isolated from the crowd.

Liu Wenjie saw that Xiaoyue was in this state, so he walked over.

"I'll give you a toast."

Xiaoyue was just emptying her mind when she heard someone talking to her. She looked up and saw Liu Wenjie standing in front of her with a glass of red wine.

"I can't drink much, that's all, feel free to do as you please!"

Seeing that Xiaoyue really just took a sip of lemonade, Liu Wenjie smiled faintly and drank the red wine.

Xiaoyue put down the water cup and saw Liu Wenjie looking at her with interest. He also sat on the sofa next to her.

"What's that expression on your face? If you have something to say, just say it."

"What were you thinking about just now? I was talking about before I came here." Liu Wenjie asked with a smile.

He always felt that he could not see through Cheng Xingyue. She was different from others. No matter whether they knew his identity or not, others would treat him specially when they saw him. But she treated almost everyone the same, friendly but distant. Is this the state of a genius arranger?

"I'm emptying my mind. Kid, don't be curious about me..." Xiaoyue knows the thoughts of little boys too well. Curiosity is not a good thing.

"Child?" Liu Wenjie's eyes widened and he pointed at himself: "Have you ever seen a child as old as mine?"

"I left home when I was sixteen and started my own business. In four years, I have opened bars all over China. Now I am worth at least 10 billion. Have you ever seen a kid like me?"

Liu Wenjie now has the aura of a domineering boss, which is an innate temperament, even though he is only twenty years old.

Xiao Yue smiled and said, "The fact that you can say those words just now shows that you are still a child."

Liu Wenjie's face began to turn red with anger, and he realized that he had been impulsive just now!

"You talk as if you are that old..."

"He's older than you anyway."

"How big is it?"

"One year old, so you're just a little brother, understand?"

“Is it a big deal to be one year older?”

"Of course it's great. You'll never be older than me in your life..."

"Okay, you two little brats, the way you're bickering, aren't you still just kids..."

I don’t know when Liu Xinran came over, and she looked at the two of them with amusement.

"Aunt, look at her, she bullies me just because she's one year older than me."

"Only children would complain to their parents."

"You, you..." Liu Wenjie was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Okay, Xiaoyue, talk less." Liu Xinran was so amused by the two people's bickering that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Remember to call me Sister Yue when you see me next time." Xiaoyue found that it was quite a sense of accomplishment to tease the handsome guy, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, Sister Yue, please write a few more songs for me in the future..." Liu Wenjie suddenly stopped being angry and started laughing instead.

"Okay, little brother is quite generous."

"That's necessary."

"Okay, stop arguing between you two! Xiaoyue, I'll take you shopping later. Look at you, a girl, and you're always dressed in black or gray. Can you please spare my eyes?" Liu Xinran pulled Xiaoyue away, and Liu Wenjie followed unconsciously.

"No, Sister Liu, I can't afford something too expensive..." Xiao Yue was pulled out of the box. She thought about the 100,000 yuan in her account, which probably couldn't even buy a bag for Liu Xinran.

"I'll give it to you." Liu Xinran said proudly.

"I can also take you there." Liu Wenjie's voice came from behind.

"Is it me who's buying the things, or are you guys buying the things?"

"We'll buy you something." The aunt and nephew said in unison.

Xiao Yue couldn't help but smack her lips and said helplessly: "Well, you have money and you can do whatever you want."