I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

Feng Xin not only failed to outmaneuver Yang Xue, but also suffered a backlash, which made her somewhat annoyed.

But netizens are always the neutral party who love to watch the drama unfold.

They follow whoever has the rhythm.

Faced with such an atmosphere, Feng Xin could only swallow her anger and suffer in silence.

She still wanted to make things difficult for Yang Xue.

"Fine! I'll buy you a sports car, just give it your best performance!"

"But I also have demands!"

Feng Xin pointed at Yang Xue and said.

"Boss, you can swipe first, then we'll talk about it."

Yang Xue had already grasped the rhythm and responded with a smile.

"Fine, you win! Xiaoyu, let's give her a gift!"

"I told you not to come, but you insisted. Are you just asking for trouble?"

Feng Xin's secretary, Xiao Yu, reluctantly took out her phone and muttered something under her breath.

Soon after, Yang Xue received a gift effect from [Xinyue Media].

Yang Xue's focus is on the popularity score system.

The live stream's popularity immediately increased by 10%, reaching 50%.

Yang Xue secretly felt relieved.

"Luckily, I didn't let that guy lead me astray."

"The other party has been streaming for so long, their popularity system can't possibly be at the beginner level."

"Getting her to 60% popularity? That'll take forever..."

...

"I've already given you the gift, now I can make my request, right?"

Fearing the other party would renege on the debt, Feng Xin spoke in a firm tone.

Hearing the sound, Yang Xue snapped out of her thoughts and replied perfunctorily:

"Oh? Ah... Go ahead and tell me, I'm listening."

"Hmph, I think you're just feeling guilty!"

Seeing the other person's shifty eyes, Feng Xin had a guess in her mind and said:

"Since everyone says you're a lyricist and singer-songwriter?"

"My condition is that you are not allowed to use the music that was used in yesterday's performance."

Yang Xue paused for a moment, feigning difficulty, and did not respond immediately.

But Gao Linlin, who was watching the scene unfold, almost burst out laughing like a pig.

She had never seen such a strange request before.

"What, you're scared now?"

"Aren't you amazing?"

With the opponent showing a weakness, Feng Xin naturally intensified her offensive.

"Then I can use someone else's music DJ for my live stream, that should be okay, right?"

As expected, Feng Xin was flatly rejected, which was exactly what Yang Xue had planned to trap her by feigning weakness.

"no!"

"I want to hear your original music, Yang, a masterpiece of genius!"

"You don't have one, do you?"

Feng Xin's sarcastic remarks sparked various discussions in the live stream, and the number of viewers reached over 6.

Is that all she's capable of?

[Could Feng Xin have guessed correctly? Could she really just be a pretty face created by the company?]

Theoretically speaking, live improvisation is indeed quite demanding, even for a singer with exceptional talent.

[Nonsense! She beat DJ Parker yesterday with an impromptu performance, unless it was scripted.]

Faced with the questions raised in the comments, Yang Xue calmly instructed Gao Linlin and Gu Tiantian to organize the positions.

He also specifically instructed Gao Linlin to follow the previous plan.

Feng Xin sat back down in the audience, crossed her legs, and looked very pleased.

Liao Chen'an immediately sat down next to her and complained:

"Senior, you're really ruthless."

"He's a newcomer, he hasn't even entered the entertainment industry yet, and you've already put him in such a difficult position."

"This has ruined someone's career."

Hearing this, Feng Xin felt even more pleased.

She sneered and commented in a tone of someone who had been there all along:

"Whether it's the online streaming industry or the entertainment industry, you either need to have a strong backer or not be too pretentious."

"What genius singer-songwriter? I'm a damn professional fraudster!"

However, the next second, her smile froze on her face.

A dynamic and wonderful electronic music melody suddenly started playing.

The catchy intro instantly ignited the entire audience, with shouts of "Wow!" flooding the live stream.

Although people have different tastes in music, everyone couldn't help but nod when they heard this melody.

Yang Xue was playing the same square dance masterpiece, "Little Apple," another hit song created by the Old Boys Brothers duo.

As the music progressed, Yang Xue resembled a beauty melted by the sunlight.

Her expression had lost its previous aloofness, and was now filled with a bright and enthusiastic smile. She nodded and gestured for everyone to keep up with the pace.

And when she opens her mouth, she has a magnetic electronic voice.

I planted a seed, and it has finally grown into a fruit. Today is a great day.

To achieve the atmosphere of the dance hall, Yang Xue used music software to make minor adjustments to the sound.

The melody was like a lit match thrown into gasoline, instantly igniting the entire venue.

The live stream chat was no longer visible, but the intense discussions around the audience reflected the song's popularity.

"Holy crap, she has a new song?"

"This rhythm is so catchy, I couldn't help but nod."

"It's only been a few hours? It must be a masterpiece that's been shelved for ages, right?"

"That's not right. How could they have been holding back in such an important match yesterday?"

"Hey you guys in the front row, can you please keep your voices down? Don't keep me from listening to the music."

Hearing the surrounding chatter, Feng Xin's lips twitched involuntarily, while Liao Chen'an kept clearing his throat to cover up his embarrassment.

"Ahem... I think it's just old wine in new bottles."

"I remixed the previous music into a DJ version, otherwise how could it be played so smoothly?"

Feng Xin suddenly had a way out.

"I think it's original; there's no similar trend online."

At this moment, Secretary Xiaoyu added an inappropriate remark.

As a returnee from a foreign music academy and Feng Xin's full-time secretary, her musical knowledge far surpasses that of her master.

Feng Xin glanced coldly at Xiao Yu and reprimanded her in a stern tone:

"If you can't speak, just shut up!"

"Oh..."

Xiaoyu lowered her head, feeling wronged, and responded with a single sentence.

Feng Xin didn't feel relieved, so she added another sentence:

"And another thing! I just saw you nod!"

"Don't nod along with her!"

"Oh..."

Xiaoyu pouted, feeling wronged, and then replied with another sentence.

...

Xiaolong Media.

Jiang Siying scrolled through her phone, watching the drama unfold as she complained to her roommate:

"Hmph, what did I tell you?"

"Going with her won't end well, will it?"

"We ran into trouble on the very first day of the broadcast."

Her roommate frowned as she watched the live stream; she had already immersed herself in Yang Xue's role.

"Ugh... this is really bad luck."

"Although I felt pretty good about that comeback, where am I supposed to improvise music?"

"Even if they could create something... those elderly folks doing square dancing wouldn't be able to coordinate."

Jiang Siying's expression grew increasingly pleased, especially seeing Gao Xiaolan and Gu Tiantian looking completely lost and confused, which made her feel very satisfied.

Then I heard another roommate watching the live stream while eating spicy snacks, and he chimed in:

"Hmph, that just goes to show what people are born with!"

"If you're not destined to make money, just stay put. What good will all this messing around do you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw that Gu Tiantian seemed to have received some kind of order.

Soon, a dynamic rhythm echoed throughout the dormitory.

The silence inside was deafening...

...

Having just received the notification, Jiang Xiaolong had no choice but to decline the dinner invitation from his business partner.

He rushed back to the company and called Gao Xiaolan back to inquire about the details.

[Brother Long, don't worry, Sister Yang has already taken control of the situation.]

[Now that woman is asking Sister Yang to write a song for her, to boost her popularity...]

Jiang Xiaolong got the gist of Gao Xiaolan's loud narration.

He then hurriedly opened the live stream.

【Those rosy little faces warm my heart and ignite the flame of my life!】

The comment section was flooded with various "dance," "fire," and "apple" emojis.

The upbeat music was followed by various "Hey!" and "Ha!" responses.

Looking at the popularity score of the live stream, it has reached level 2, which is 5% of the total popularity score.

Jiang Xiaolong immediately called Gao Xiaolan back.

"Ask your sister Yang if she has any new jobs!"

"If she has any, let her get away with it!"