Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

When it comes to the charts for popular Western songs, no other music critic has the same authority to speak as Wang Congrui.

Wang Congrui's proudest achievement is that he once served as a full-time editor for the popular European and American music magazine "Rolling Star".

At this point, he changed his sitting posture, crossed his legs, leaned forward slightly, and began to talk eloquently to the "Empress Dowager".

In my opinion, there is absolutely no need for China to place so much importance on the rankings from Europe and America.

Since we haven't been able to adapt to other people's 'rules' over the years, why not open up a new track?

The main reason people find Western charts appealing now is because of the 'Grammar Awards' – a competition created by Western organizations!

“Hey, why don’t we do one?” Wang Congrui glanced at the smiling ‘Old Buddha’. “Let Tianyin take the lead, and all the music critics here be the judges. Let’s give a few seats to R country and K country, share the cake, and give them a little something sweet.”

"Tch." A music critic picked up his teacup and scoffed.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he simply said, "Oh, I'm just drinking tea and blowing on the tea leaves."

Wang Congrui: "..."

The old lady remained outwardly composed, still greeting him with a smile. "This can be studied, but what I want to know now is... does Mr. Wang still have influence in 'Rolling Star'?"

“Well,” Wang Congrui said, feeling that everyone in the room was looking at him, “of course I do.”

The old master of Tianyin Temple nodded in satisfaction, "Alright, that's all for today."

"My two younger relatives are in need of your guidance." With that, Zhang Shiwenjun stood up with the help of her grandson and granddaughter.

Grandson Zhang Junyu said, "Grandma, let Fourth Sister take you back. I'll see the music industry senior off for you."

The smile in Zhang Shiwenjun's eyes faded slightly, and she nodded.

Zhang Hanyu smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, big brother." As she spoke, she affectionately hugged her grandmother's arm.

As soon as he stepped out the door, the smile on the old lady's face vanished without a trace, like a mask being removed.

Zhang Hanyu said affectionately, almost in a coquettish tone, "Grandma, don't you think Wang Congrui looks like a blind mouse?"

Zhang Shiwenjun glanced at her. "What do you mean?"

Zhang Hanyu said, "They've even gone so far as to show off in front of the 'cat,' ha~ They're quite the smooth talker, honestly, when that person 'scoffed' at him, I really wanted to burst out laughing~"

Zhang Shiwen shook her head helplessly, "I sent you here to learn something, and what have you learned? You've just been watching the show and making a fool of yourself."

"How could that be? I studied very hard!"

"So tell me, what have you learned?"

Zhang Hanyu put away her playful expression, "When these people in the house were young, they all depended on our family for survival. But now that they've worked their way up and gained some influence, they've started to take advantage of us."

"It's not that I don't value talent, Grandma, but they have to have real skills to impress me! Look at them, all they do is pretend to be capable, but which one of them can actually train someone to win the 'Gome Award'?"

She got angrier and angrier as she spoke, and her voice involuntarily rose.

"In my opinion, the only use of these people now is as a handy knife for us to use to stab those who want to 'rebel'."

The Empress Dowager sensed the defiant tone in her words and turned to look at her most beloved granddaughter. "Oh? Is that what you think? I saw you being very obsequious to them today, and I thought you genuinely admired them."

Zhang Hanyu said, "I've eaten less rice than Grandma has eaten salt, and Grandma always greets them with a smile. So even if I don't understand the reason behind it, I can't go wrong by just learning how to do it, right?"

Zhang Shiwen nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Hanyu knew that she had passed this "test".

As a reward, the old lady casually offered a few words of advice: "Why is Tianyin so influential in the domestic music scene? Why did that guy surnamed Wang come to Tianyin to spout nonsense instead of going to one of the other two?"

"We are the uncrowned kings of the domestic music scene."

“A king naturally needs ministers, and those people in that room just now are our ministers. We need them to govern our kingdom.”

"Let me test you. So, what role does the 'creator' of Tianyin play in our 'kingdom'?"

Zhang Hanyu replied without hesitation, "Then they must be royalty! Look, the women in our Zhang family who don't marry out all marry famous songwriters. And which of the men in our Zhang family who have influence in the group hasn't married a famous songwriter?"

The old lady shook her head.

"Songwriters and composers are the 'people' in our 'kingdom,' and we need to govern and control them."

"Their bones and their blood nourish the Heavenly Sound."

What are they? They are the foundation stones of the palace. They are worthless, but they are what make up the foundation of a palace.

As for marriage and betrothal, that's what you mentioned.

In the palace, there are always a few pillars that support the main structure.

Erecting them also gives other 'cornerstones' hope.

See, you've done a good job; you can all be pillars of society.

But in the end, the 'pillar' is just a 'pillar', not the one wearing the crown.

"Sitting in my position is simple in theory: water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. As long as you can manage the songwriters and composers in China, you can be the 'King' of Tianyin."

Zhang Hanyu smiled and said, "Then Grandma, is Fang Ruoxi our 'litmus test'?"

Zhang Shiwen shook his head with a faint smile.

"It's not that easy. When you grow up and have more experience, you'll understand that this is just a small stumbling block."

"It's lying on the road, it's uncomfortable to step on, just kick it away."

……

After staying up all night, Fang Ruoxi and Li Ming finally finished recording the English version of "The Lone Warrior".

"Hurry! Send it now! So many days have already been wasted this month!" Wang Liping was frantic, frantically typing on the computer and uploading "Lonely Warrior" as fast as he could.

Fang Ruoxi was still savoring the feeling of singing this song.

For so many years, she hadn't felt so free and focused on a piece of work.

The entertainment industry is glamorous. People who are immersed in this world of fame and fortune for too long will inevitably lose many precious things because they have to be distracted by certain things in their past lives.

For example, the love for music that I've rediscovered today.

"Ugh! It's been so long since I've stayed up like this. Sigh, I can't take it anymore... I can't hold on any longer, Xiao Zou, can I borrow your sofa for a nap?" King Li complained.

Wang Liping's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman. "So you knew you couldn't hold on anymore? Hehehe, what you can't hold on to is yet to come!"

Li Ming: "?"

Wang Liping grinned menacingly and handed his phone to Li Ming, saying, "Climbing the charts in Europe and America isn't that easy! I've already contacted the right people, and I just bought the plane tickets. Let's go! What's the point of catching up on sleep? You can catch up on it on the plane!"

It turned out to be a direct flight to Country A in just two hours.

Zhang Xiaomeng asked, half nervous and half expectant, "Should Ruoxi and I go?"

Wang Liping waved his hand, "Kid, don't cause trouble."

After saying that, he grabbed Li Ming and rushed out, but Fang Ruoxi stopped him.

Fang Ruoxi didn't believe that the people stirring up trouble behind the scenes would stop.

She escaped this seemingly foolproof trap, but wasn't she also jumping into another perilous trap?

However, Tianyin's hands were ultimately not that 'long'.

"If you encounter any problems with the publicity over there, let me know immediately."

Wang Liping wanted to say, 'What makes you think you can handle things I can't?'

But he didn't say those words aloud.

Before the beginning of the month, "The Lone Warrior" had even finished its chart run, its great advantage was easily broken, and it suffered such a 'Waterloo'.

He had given up hope.

Brother Li also felt that he was going to lose face this month.

A crisis PR team has been hired.

But this newcomer, this newcomer who seemed to have nothing but creative talent—oh, I misspoke—she also had a face, a very beautiful face…

It was this newcomer, who was repeatedly underestimated, who led them to carve out one 'way out' after another.

So Wang Liping kept those words in mind.

……

The office of the editor-in-chief of The Sound of Music magazine.

Wang Congrui sat in his boss's chair, hung up the phone with his old colleague from Rolling Star, and happily transferred $5000.

Seeing the 'OK' emoji sent by my old colleague instantly put my mind at ease.

Recalling the private instructions given by the Crown Prince of the Zhang family, he couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

If you're banned in China, why do you try to make it on the charts in Europe and America?

This guy must be an idiot.

If charts in Europe and America are so easy to make, how could she possibly get a chance?

The Zhang family is making a mountain out of a molehill.