The Road to Superstardom: Starting as a Singer

When I returned to the company's recording studio, I found Madeline sitting in front of her laptop.

Hearing the noise, she looked up at Huang Weijie: "Looks like today's recording went smoothly?"

"Faster than expected." Huang Weijie took off his coat. "Her professionalism is quite good."

"That's good." Madeline turned the computer screen towards him. "Take a look at this. The joint interview and photoshoot by Contemporary Music and Esquire magazines have been released over the past three days, and the number of reposts online has exploded."

Huang Weijie leaned over to look at the screen.

The entertainment headlines on portal websites were almost entirely dominated by screenshots of his interview and the photo of him wearing a white shirt and sitting at the entrance of an alley.

Sina Entertainment's special feature has garnered 1278 million views, NetEase Entertainment's comment section has reached over 3 replies, and Tencent has even created a separate "Jace Huang Returns Home" feature, compiling all reports on his itinerary from the airport to the Workers' Stadium.

"Your answers about your musical philosophy and upbringing have been widely discussed," Madeline scrolled through the page. "Sentences like 'Music has no borders, but creators have a place to come from' and 'True popularity is not about pandering, but about leading' have been extracted and are circulating wildly on major forums and QQ Spaces. Preliminary statistics show that there are more than 5,000 related discussion posts, and your personal Baidu Tieba account gained 120,000 new followers yesterday alone."

She looked up, her blue eyes filled with a thirst for money: "The image positioning is a huge success! Capable, thoughtful, and stylish..."

Hey Jace, you're a stark contrast to those celebrities in your country who rely on scandals and hype to maintain their popularity!

"Tsk... Madeline, this isn't like you. You should just say what you want to say."

"Okay, in fact, many more brands have sent inquiry emails." Madeline was a little excited. "Jace, I know you have a clear plan for your future and don't want your value to be underestimated, but I think you should give Jive a little something. Over the past few years, you have not only failed to make money for them, but you have also been spending money."

Although your commercial value is currently very high, in their eyes, if you can't monetize it, it's the same as having nothing! You're not only refusing brand endorsements, but you're also refusing to attend commercial performances, and the company's upper management is starting to have complaints..."

"OK, OK! You're in charge of selecting the brands," Huang Weijie straightened up, shrugged helplessly, and gestured for Madeline to make the decision. "But the principle is still better to have none than to have bad ones. We won't accept any brands that don't fit our image or are just short-term hype."

"Understood." Madeline closed her laptop. "My flight to Los Angeles on the 30th is confirmed. The Teen Choice Awards red carpet arrangements..."

"We can talk about that another day," Huang Weijie interrupted her, glancing at the time. "If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."

As it turns out, capital is short-sighted; it only wants to make quick money and secure its profits.

Huang Weijie had originally planned things very well.

He wanted to wait until the album was released, and then use the momentum of its huge success to sign a better contract. But his procrastination was seen by the company as a sign that he didn't want to make money for them!

They don't think about how much money they can make from the contract after the album becomes a hit; they only think that Huang Weijie's attitude is improper.

Both sides had different opinions on the matter, but Huang Weijie eventually backed down.

There's nothing we can do about it. We signed a five-year contract, but we haven't made any money for the company in the past three years, which is undeniable.

After figuring this out, Huang Weijie felt relieved. As long as the brand's background check was fine, he could just accept one or two in the short term to shut up the company.

The next morning, before nine o'clock, Zhang Liangying appeared again in Jive's recording studio.

Her outfit today was a little different from yesterday's. She wore a white pleated mini skirt that revealed her long, slender, and fair legs, and a light pink tight-fitting short-sleeved knit top that showed off her slightly full figure and slender waist.

Her long hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends. She wore slightly heavier makeup than yesterday, and her lips were a trendy water-red color.

If yesterday she exuded the vibrant energy of a summer spring, then today she radiates a sweet and sexy aura.

Pretty girls are very sensitive to men's gazes. Zhang Liangying wasn't sure whether Huang Weijie or the sound engineer was looking at her yesterday.

But that didn't stop her from dressing up carefully today.

Women who like to dress up do have a desire to please themselves, but most of them want to gain attention from the opposite sex.

They all enjoy the lingering gazes of the opposite sex, especially female celebrities in the entertainment industry.

When I pushed open the door to the recording studio, Huang Weijie was already there, wearing headphones and checking the audio tracks recorded yesterday in front of the mixing console.

Hearing the noise, he turned his head.

Wow~

When Huang Weijie saw Zhang Liangying push open the door, he let out an exaggerated exclamation: "What's going on today? Are you going on a date?"

"What? Didn't you say you were coming early this morning?"

Zhang Liangying couldn't help but smile; being praised by a handsome man always makes her feel happy.

"Hmm? It's not a date. You look so beautiful today..." Huang Weijie raised his handsome eyebrows slightly at her, then changed the subject: "Okay, it seems I misunderstood."

"Hehehe~ I'll take that as a compliment."

"Shall we begin?"

"So fast?!" Zhang Liangying blinked, the smile on her face still lingering.

"Hmm, shall we chat some more?" Huang Weijie casually pulled her along.

"Never mind, let's finish the work first."

"Look at you, you want to play but don't dare to say so. If I really let you play, you still won't be happy."

"screw you…"

After a few playful arguments, their relationship improved, and the two began to focus on recording the song.

Once you're in work mode, those little thoughts temporarily disappear.

Both are professional singers, and they are extremely efficient at handling complex harmonic interweaving.

Huang Weijie is responsible for the stable arrangement of the main melody, while Zhang Liangying adds a layer of ethereal and gorgeous decorative harmonies on top of his vocals.

This requires extremely precise pitch and perfect coordination of breathing.

"Here, come in a little later," Huang Weijie instructed from behind the control panel. "Make your breath lighter, like moonlight spreading up, instead of rushing up directly."

"Like this?" Zhang Liangying practiced singing in the recording area: "Ah~~~"

"Yes, that's it. Keep it up!"

In one morning, the two of them finished recording the harmony parts one by one, but it wasn't over yet, there was still the mixing to record!

So, without stopping, they started recording again while they were in good spirits...

A little after four in the afternoon, when the last phrase, in which the two voices intertwined and rose like vines, came to a perfect end, the recording of the entire vocal part of the song was declared complete.

"Perfect, all done!" Huang Weijie pressed the save button.

"Coo coo coo~"

Along with him came the sound of hunger.

When he's engrossed in his work, he doesn't realize it, but now that he's relaxed, Huang Weijie's eyes immediately turn green, and he feels like he could eat two cows!

I'm so hungry!

Zhang Liangying walked out of the recording area.

Are you hungry?

Are you hungry?

The two asked the question at the same time, and Huang Weijie couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, "Looks like you're hungry too. Wait a moment, I'll have the staff order some food."

Seeing Huang Weijie take out his phone, Zhang Liangying hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Weijie, thank you for helping me record this song. How about I treat you to a meal? I know a good Japanese restaurant..."