The Book of All Things: Born for Joy

After reaching an agreement, both parties discussed the details of the cooperation in detail. One party would provide personnel, and the other would provide labor. The profit split was negotiated from 20/80 to 40/60, with Li Zichun receiving 40%, to be adjusted again after two years based on performance. As someone who had only sung for two days, Li Zichun himself found this kind of contract unbelievable if it weren't for the profit split being postponed for two years.

The five songs that had just been performed and had already gone viral online were licensed to singers from Huating Entertainment for a low price of 100,000 yuan per song as a bonus in the contract, but not included in the two-month probationary period. To speed things up, Li Zichun also added an entertainment chart-topping clause, meaning that if his songs dominated the entire music charts, then shares could be distributed in advance. Fan Liwen thought he was just daydreaming; after all, she had never seen such a spectacle in all her years in the entertainment industry, so she agreed to this absurd clause without a second thought.

The contract will take effect next month, which is when the third year of university starts. Li Zichun is not worried at all. After all, he has a whole world of masterpieces in his head. If all else fails, there is the sign-in system. He doesn't believe that all the songs it will give out are garbage.

Li Zichun suddenly received 500,000 yuan. Although he himself did not think it was a lot, it was quite considerable for the original owner of the body, who grew up in an orphanage.

After agreeing with Sister Fan and her group to start releasing songs next month, Li Zichun declined Uncle Qi's company and went shopping alone. Having just moved, she needed to replenish everything. After carrying so many bags, her hands were full, and her newly bought portable cat carrier was stuffed with all sorts of food.

By the time he finally couldn't stand the constant buzzing in his head and returned home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Qitong was sprawled on the dining table, munching on a white radish, its rear end sticking out in a blissful pose. It glanced at him disdainfully, remaining motionless. Other people's cats wait for them at the door when they come home; this one seemed to be saying, "Where have you been gallivanting off to again?"

Upon seeing Qi Tong, the buzzing in Li Zichun's head disappeared, and he felt refreshed. He nuzzled his head against Qi Tong, only to be swatted away by Qi Tong's claw.

After opening the newly bought can of cat food for his little darling, he turned on his laptop and phone to start a live stream.

Because of his contract with Huating Entertainment, this live stream will be his farewell show. The title of this live stream is "Goodbye." Due to his previous two live streams, he has tens of thousands of fans. As soon as the live stream started, a large number of people came in. Uncle Qi, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately gave him ten consecutive rocket gifts, saying it was an apology for the afternoon. The live stream room immediately became very lively.

Li Zichun was busy typing. The deadline for the novella writing competition was approaching, and he didn't have time to think about it. He had to finish the novel tonight. So, the person blocking the live stream camera was Qitong, who was diligently eating at the table.

After working for two hours, "Border Town" was finally finished. He then adopted another pen name, "Cheng Lin," and successfully submitted the manuscript.

Li Zichun stretched and looked at the live stream, exclaiming, "Wow!" A cat was posing and scratching at the phone screen, receiving more gifts than he had. "What kind of world is this? It's worse than an animal. Mature cats really do earn dog food for their owners."

After being swatted by the cat's claws seven times, Li Zichun finally managed to drag it away. Surprisingly, there were still a bunch of people in the live stream wanting to see the cat, which was quite speechless.

Li Zichun looked at the messy messages on the screen, completely losing his composure thanks to Qi Tong.

Li Zichun sat up straight and said to his phone screen, "Thank you all for your company these past two days. Since I signed with a company today, I'll be doing fewer live streams from now on..."

Before he could finish speaking, the comment section exploded.

"Wow, that was fast! I was hoping to save up enough points to send a rocket and request a song!"

"The streamer signed a contract so quickly? Shouldn't we wait and see if there's a better one? Could we have been scammed?"

"Which company is the streamer signed with? Will there be any songs available for download? I'd like to hear them."

"Keep it up, handsome! We'll always support you."

"Take a good look before it becomes famous."

"The streamer can still go live when they have free time, looking forward to it."

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Looking at the rapidly growing comment section, Li Zichun said with a smile, "I've signed with Huating Entertainment. Since I'm new to the company, I have a two-month internship, so I'll be releasing new songs during these two months. I'm also looking for people who can sing the songs I write well. If you're confident in your voice, you can video call me and tag me. I'll select the best to join my singer group."

Because of his great admiration for Li Zichun's performance today, Uncle Qi immediately sent several rockets and said, "Can I?" "Look at me?" "I'm here." "Pick me, pick me." "Brother, please spoil me."

Netizens were also shocked by this sycophantic behavior, and left comments in support of Uncle Seven. Li Zichun was amused by him and said with a helpless smile, "Okay, I've decided on you. Everyone, please look forward to Uncle Seven's new song next month. It's late today, everyone should get some rest. See you again in the future."

Before anyone could react, Li Zichun hung up. And as the live stream ended, he and Uncle Qi unsurprisingly became trending topics, with the newly created hashtag "The Return of Internet Celebrities" also gaining traction and popularity.

In his past life, Li Zichun was not against internet celebrities and online traffic. In his view, no one should be discriminated against for their own efforts. Looks, talent, skills, etc., are all part of a person's abilities. As long as one does not harm others and lives within the bounds of the law, there is nothing wrong with making a living through one's own abilities.

Li Zichun turned off the screen. Although he was a little uncomfortable with Uncle Qi's behavior during the day, he had achieved his goal. After thinking for a moment, he decided to call Uncle Qi. Since he had decided to write a song for him, he needed to understand his vocal qualities and the musical style that suited him. He didn't want to ruin his reputation on his first attempt.

Uncle Qi sang his favorite song on the other end of the phone, as requested. It was Leslie Cheung's "I," which he had sung before. It was clear that he had been practicing diligently recently. Uncle Qi's voice was neither particularly good nor bad, just average, more suited to pop songs. As Li Zichun listened, he came up with a few song ideas and asked him to wait for his reply.

After Li Zichun hung up the phone, he received a call from Fan Liwen: "Hello, what's up?"

"I just watched your live stream. Are you going to write a song for Uncle Qi?"

"What's wrong? Is it not allowed? He should be an employee of the company too."

"That's possible, but what I mean is, his voice isn't that great. You could consider choosing someone else from the company. We have a lot of good singers on hand right now. I'll have Xiao Qi bring them to you tomorrow."

"Let's put him on the list for now. I just called him and he gave me some inspiration for writing a song. I can also listen to the demo. That way, I'll have a better idea of ​​who to nominate as the King or Queen of Singers in the future."

"You already have an idea? Okay, I'll have Xiao Qi bring the documents over tomorrow. You can choose first, and I'll wait for your reply regarding the specifics. As for Uncle Qi, he's not busy for the time being, so I plan to have him stay in Rongcheng to coordinate with you. You can ask him to handle any miscellaneous matters, such as the recording studio. He'll be your temporary manager."

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now. I'll wait for your reply."

After hanging up the phone, Li Zichun prepared a few songs for Uncle Qi the next day and then turned off the lights and went to sleep. Watching him go to bed, Qi Tong quietly went to the balcony, sat upright licking his paws, his eyes half-closed as if facing the moon in the sky. If Li Zichun woke up, he could see Qi Tong's flashing gray-blue eyes, and the color of his fur was also changing subtly, as if he was taking a soft moonlight bath.