A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 73 Greedy
Liu Ruoying didn't have her own car; she drove the company car. After dropping Lin Jianlu off at the hotel, she rushed back to return the car. Lin Jianlu was still on the hotel steps when her car had already disappeared.

Lin Jianlu couldn't help but ask Lin Xilei, "Is she that poor? Can't she even afford a car?"

He's a singer, after all, and he even had a hit album. How could he be so poor?
Lin Xilei replied, "I overheard them talking, and it seems that Liu Ruoying bought a house with a loan and is quite in debt."

Oh... okay...

Lin Jianlu is aware that housing prices in Taiwan are very high right now.

Even if she was famous and earned millions of NT dollars, if she threw it into a house, it would be gone in the blink of an eye.

Su Huilun was already waiting in the lobby. When she saw Lin Jianlu, she jumped up immediately.

For the expenses covered by public funds, Su Huilun still booked a suite for him. After checking in and going upstairs, the view from the floor was excellent. Before Lin Xilei could even finish settling Lin Jianlu's luggage and leave, Su Huilun couldn't wait any longer. He walked around the room for a while, then came back and reached out, "Where's the song? Let me see it!"

So he simply pulled a stack of folded papers out of his back pocket.

"What's Left? Wow, a chorus? That's great!"

Holding the stack of papers in her hands, she quickly glanced through them and began to trace the notes with her finger, searching for the melody: "A fallen leaf, swaying in the wind, looks at itself, so insignificant, yearning for something, and now you, a warm embrace..."

After Lin Xilei finished tidying up Lin Jianlu's things, she said goodbye, winked at Su Huilun, grabbed her small suitcase, and quickly disappeared.

Lin Jianlu was busy boiling water, glancing back as she did so, "Didn't you say you'd only stop disliking me if I wrote a poem? Where's the sheet music? Hurry up and get it done!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

She quickly opened the bag that had been tossed onto the sofa and presented it to the sofa with both hands, pretending to be very respectful.

Lin saw Lu smile, took it and glanced at it, then immediately decided on the title after just two lines—"The Duck"!
Well, sure enough.

We're still quite familiar with each other.

It turns out to be a song by a singing group from the peninsula, in Korean. Judging from the translation on the side, the original song is called "I Am Myself"—how to put it, it's the same old story. The Chinese music market is too small. To make a living in the Chinese music scene, you have to go all out and come in and out quickly. Take Su Huilun, for example. Her last album was released only three or four months ago and sold like hotcakes, but her next album is already in full preparation and ready to be recorded at any time.

This release speed isn't even considered fast; it's just normal.

But this leads to a major problem: there aren't enough creators! There aren't enough works!

There was no other way but to look outwards and find songs that had become popular in Europe, America, Japan, and South Korea. We would buy the rights to Chinese cover versions and then write the lyrics—writing lyrics is always much faster.

Scan it once, then fill it out!

This was destined to be another legendary moment.

"The Duck? Why would it be called that?!"

"You don't want it? Then forget it, just find someone else to fill it out!"

"You're not taking this seriously!"

She was still somewhat unhappy. Clearly, she didn't like this poem as much as she did with "Lemon-tree" at first sight. Plus, she was probably still holding a grudge and looking for trouble.

"Hey! What are you talking about? When have I ever been serious?"

"puff……"

She laughed, but still looked disdainfully at the lyrics, frowning as she looked down. However, as she looked, her brow gradually relaxed, perhaps because she thought the lyrics were alright, and she became smug again, saying, "They're alright!"

I made two cups of tea, one for her and one for myself.

I carried the bag to the window and looked at the layers of dark clouds. "Is another typhoon coming?"

She came over too, "Oh yeah, the forecast said there would be heavy rain! Sigh...you came through the typhoon again? But I didn't go out this time, haha, it's so rare to run into you!"

Lin Jianlu chuckled, "Rare my foot! We run into each other all the time, okay?"

She laughed heartily.

She is actually an exceptionally cheerful girl, always outgoing. To be honest, she doesn't quite fit the "pure and innocent" image. In real life, while she's not quite a tomboy, she's definitely super lively. However, she has a pure and beautiful appearance, and occasionally she can be a little silly and reckless, which adds to her cuteness. So, her title of "pure and innocent" is now quite well-known, at least within Taiwan.

"Hey, the company said they'll be doing a tour concert in Southeast Asia in November, and everyone has to go. Each person will sing a few songs. Are you going?"

"I don't know! Lao Duan didn't mention it to me, and neither did my agent."

"Oh, then I'll probably have to tell you in person. It won't be too much money; I participated last year, and it was just a tiny bit!"

"Ha, a tiny bit? How much is a tiny bit?"

"It's... around 100,000 to 200,000 NTD! But you're more famous, so Lao Duan might give you 500,000!"

"Hmm, we'll see." Actually, it's just a money-making trip organized by Rock Records itself. I've mentioned it to Lao Li and Chen Shuhua before. Rock Records holds it almost every year, and they even held it in Shanghai once!

For singers and artists, it's all the same in nature—it's all commercial performance.

However, this is organized by the record company to expand the company's influence and make money on the side, so it is actually far less profitable than the singer going out to take orders on his own - especially for someone like Lin Jianlu who is currently very popular.

But basically, this face-saving is something you have to sell!

In the world of business, while you're making a fortune, never hesitate to let others make money off you too!

It quieted down again.

Lin Jianlu held a teacup in her hand, watching the bustling traffic below, and occasionally glancing up at the swirling dark clouds overhead—gradually, the wind began to pick up, giving off a feeling of howling winds.

Su Huilun mainly looked at him.

"Hey, Sister Shuhua didn't come to see you!"

"Hmm, she's probably heartbroken because of me."

"But she clearly took a whole album from you!"

"Yeah...wait, are you jealous?"

"Tch! I'm not jealous of you! I can tell you really like Sister Shuhua!"

"Not really!"

"what is that?"

"Hmm... let me think... my first impression of her was that she was so stupid and naive! She was so innocent! Like... like you, like Ah Ying, no matter who is missing, you will still be very, very famous, or even if you are not famous, or even if you don't sing, you can still live a very good life! But she seems to be different. Apart from singing, she is like an idiot in every other aspect!"

"Have it?"

"Do not you think so?"

"Sister Shuhua... is quite naive. Hey, you know, her mother is very strict with her. She's thirty-eight years old, and I heard from Brother Li and the others that she's never even been in a relationship!"

"Yeah, that's why I thought I wanted to make an album for her. That way, she can stay popular for a few more years and earn more money! Otherwise, what if she starves to death because she's so stupid?"

Su Huilun suddenly fell silent again.

Raindrops began to fall, hitting the glass and leaving small streaks of water.

Yeah, another damn typhoon day.

She suddenly turned around and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did you suddenly realize I'm very handsome?"

"Pfft... Showing off!"

Lin Jianlu waved her hand, "Go quickly if you want to leave! Don't wait until the rain gets heavier and you can't leave anymore! If you stay, tomorrow will be another day full of rumors!"

"I'm not afraid of rumors! It's not like we haven't had them before."

Lin Jianlu turned around to look at her in surprise, but she didn't flinch and stared back at Lin Jianlu without any restraint.

A little bit arrogant.

He put down his teacup, got up and walked over, stopping about 20 centimeters away. He raised his hand and stroked her face. She looked up and continued to look at Lin Jianlu. The next moment, Lin Jianlu lowered his head and gently touched her lips.

She wanted to respond, but it was too late; she had missed her chance.

So he opened his eyes again and continued to look at Lin Jianlu.

"You're seducing me! My self-control is getting worse and worse, I'm going to lose control."

"I didn't seduce you! Don't be so vain, Lin Jianlu!"

He reached out and wrapped one arm around her waist, while the other hand grasped her chin and nodded down.

She instinctively tried to chase after it again, but missed once more.

Suddenly, she asked, "What about Sister Shuhua? You clearly like her a lot, and it's not just me who can see it, everyone can see it!"

Lin Jianlu thought for a moment and asked her, "If I'm a little greedy, will everyone look down on me and scold me?"

She pouted, but immediately said, "No way! They'll just think you're capable! ...It's so unfair! Why is it that when a boy is two-timing, he's considered amazing, but if a girl dares to... um..."

(End of this chapter)