Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

"We're already on the plane."

Wang Liping sighed and scratched his head in frustration, "Sigh, there's no point in you coming here..."

Fang Ruoxi asked, "Is it convenient for you to tell me now? What problem did you encounter?"

Wang Liping was clearly at a hotel.

"The one leading the attack on us this time wasn't a big V account called 'Old Wang Reviews Music,' but the one behind that account is the editor-in-chief of Music Radio."

"We're a returnee from overseas. We used to work as an editor for Rolling Star in Country A. We came here to promote our new song. We had already made arrangements with several radio stations to play it on their car radio channels first, just to test the waters."

"As a result, the editor of Rolling Star published a Bluebird article, and the radio stations subsequently canceled their invitations. This was just the first step."

“We tried other methods afterward, but we kept running into obstacles. Fang Ruoxi, the solutions you can come up with can also be come up with by others.”

"The barriers in the Western music scene are not so easy to break down."

Fang Ruoxi grasped the key point: "Just Bluebird's writing? Not officially published in Rolling Star magazine?"

Wang Liping was taken aback, then nodded. "Yes, that's right, but his influence on Bluebird is huge; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a trendsetter."

Fang Ruoxi nodded. "Okay, I'll find out the situation first, and we'll talk in detail when we meet."

Zhang Xiaomeng, listening nearby, felt her heart tighten. "What's wrong? Is it not going well?"

Fang Ruoxi said, "As expected, you should catch up on your sleep first, I'll wake you up when it's time."

Zhang Xiaomeng, who had already taken out a small blanket to cover herself, immediately opened her eyes. "They're not calling me when it's time, they're calling me when the flight attendants are serving meals!"

Fang Ruoxi: "..."

While Zhang Xiaomeng was sleeping, Fang Ruoxi was browsing Bluebird.

The plane started serving meals, and Zhang Xiaomeng got up to eat, while Fang Ruoxi was still browsing Bluebird.

Zhang Xiaomeng wanted to help.

But Fang Ruoxi was reading only in English.

The note Zhang Xiaomeng asked the flight attendant for was also covered in English letters. After glancing at it a few times, she felt like she was being ganged up on by the 26 letters of the alphabet.

Zhang Xiaomeng's English skills: How are you? I'm fine, thank you, and you?

Fang Ruoxi reads the following English content: LOL, SJW, ASAP, BBS, TTYL...

Zhang Xiaomeng wanted to flip the table after seeing this!

Is this the same language?!

Economy class on long-haul flights is not comfortable. Confined to a small seat for more than ten hours, all Zhang Xiaomeng could do was watch Fang Ruoxi drink water, eat, go to the toilet, and get up to move around periodically.

Fang Ruoxi would be on her phone even while strolling in the corridor, scrolling through Bluebird, Bluebook, and INSI.

In 13 hours, it covered 1.2 kilometers.

Zhang Xiaomeng took two naps, while Fang Ruoxi slept for 1 hour and 20 minutes.

While waiting for her luggage after getting off the plane, Fang Ruoxi's phone rang.

It was a call from Wang Liping.

"Hey, Brother Li and I are here to pick you up. Have you come out yet?"

Once here, Li Ming has much more freedom of movement. Wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a mask, he dares to come to the airport to pick up passengers.

Fang Ruoxi pulled her suitcase and passed through customs in fluent American English.

Zhang Xiaomeng brushed up on common airport conversations on the plane so she wouldn't have to say "I'm fine, thanks, and you" to the foreigner checking her passport.

As soon as the two of them came out of the customs, they spotted Li Ming, a tall man with black hair and wearing large sunglasses.

Zhang Xiaomeng waved her hand excitedly.

The Heavenly King came to pick us up at the airport!!!

She wouldn't have dared to dream of this just a few months ago!

Wang Liping naturally walked over, but the tall and muscular Li Ming beat him to it and took Fang Ruoxi's suitcase.

He pushed his suitcase and was immediately surprised.

Generally, girls are meticulous and tend to bring a lot of things when they go out. Female celebrities, on the other hand, are even more so.

But the two girls' suitcases combined probably didn't even weigh as much as one of his suitcases, so they must have rushed over and probably didn't even bring all their daily necessities.

"Okay, let's go to the hotel to rest first, then I'll take you to get something to eat. If you forget anything, I'll take you to buy it," Li Ming said.

Wang Liping took Zhang Xiaomeng's suitcase and understood why Li Ming had said that.

Then I looked at Fang Ruoxi.

Her eyes were bloodshot and she had dark circles under them; it was clear she hadn't had a good rest.

Wang Liping felt a pang of sadness.

Who can blame Li Ge for the trouble he's suffered this time?

It's all the CD's fault in the entertainment industry.

I'm dirty, he's dirty, if you want to be 'clean', you have to get out.

Wang Liping rented a black van. "Get in first, I'll take you to the hotel to rest a bit..."

Fang Ruoxi took out several airplane sticky notes from her bag, which were covered with English writing.

"No rush, let's get to work first. Here's what you'll see on the way: take a look at what's written on this paper, and then have the driver take us to Times Square."

Wang Liping stared at the airplane sticky notes filled with various English names, his mind still reeling. "Oh, oh, we're going to buy things first, right?"

Li Ming leaned over for a look, and his expression immediately changed.

The people listed above are all from the music industry, many of whom they visited in the past few days but were turned away.

Some people take the benefits and then go around in circles without doing anything.

Some people simply shut them out.

Some low-class 'racist pigs' even insult them in conversation.

The passion that Li Ming had when recording the song has been completely worn away in the past few days.

He was from the port city and believed in some metaphysics.

Before meeting Fang Ruoxi, he thought that perhaps it was just fate.

His career had started to decline, and perhaps he shouldn't have struggled any longer. He should have retired while his reputation was still good...

But now I see Fang Ruoxi.

She speaks very little, but she can inexplicably get people's blood pumping.

"Times Square?" Li Ming's mind raced. "An electronic screen?!"

Fang Ruoxi fastened her seatbelt. "Yes."

Wang Liping hadn't considered renting an electronic screen, but he didn't think the music industry's blockade could be broken so easily.

"No matter how popular you are, if the editors of Rolling Star don't approve of you, you can't be accepted by mainstream music. If you're not accepted by mainstream music, you can't get a good ranking on the Western music charts."

Fang Ruoxi slightly raised her chin. "Have you finished reading?"

Wang Liping: "...Not yet."

Fang Ruoxi's eyes were a little sore, so she closed them to rest. Her tone was calm but left no room for argument as she said, "Watch it."

Wang Liping: "..."

Wang Liping turned his frustration into... Why is it all not working? He was struggling to read Fang Ruoxi's fluent English.

"Brother Li, cough." Wang Liping handed the airplane note to his brother Li.

He couldn't understand it, but Li Ming had already figured it out.

This is more than just a list.

"This is Robin Harrison's network!"

Robin Harrison, senior editor of Rolling Star.

"How did you get this list?" Li Ming stared at Fang Ruoxi with wide eyes in surprise.

Zhang Xiaomeng raised her hand; she knew the answer to this question.

Zhang Xiaomeng: "Ruoxi picked it up from a Bluebird on the way!"

Li Ming: "?"

Wang Liping: "???"

Fang Ruoxi kept her eyes closed. "Yes, I can tell from their interactions over the past few years by looking at their activities."

"Those last few are Harrison's enemies, the ones who will always argue with him. I took a look, and maybe our chance lies among them."

Li Ming and Wang Liping: "..."

"However, the more famous the musician, the more difficult they are to deal with. If they are also a genius, then they are even more of a 'weirdo'."

"In short, we still have a tough battle to fight."

Fang Ruoxi suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Li Ming, "In the next few days, you may have to give up all your dignity as a Heavenly King."

"Can you do something like a lowly henchman, going to any lengths to promote a song?"

Li Ming was taken aback, then seemed to have a weight lifted from his heart.

He said, "I've worked my way up from a nobody to where I am now."

"It's just going through it again."

"no problem!"