The Road to Superstardom: Starting as a Singer

After finishing their meal and tidying up, Huang Weijie escorted Zhang Liangying downstairs.

A black Toyota sedan was parked in front of the company.

A man in his thirties, of medium build, was standing next to the car. He was wearing a polo shirt and casual pants, and thin-rimmed glasses. He looked very refined.

Upon seeing Zhang Liangying emerge, he immediately approached her with a gentle smile: "Finished recording? Did it go smoothly?"

"It went very smoothly!" Zhang Liangying said cheerfully, turning to Huang Weijie and saying, "This is my manager, Feng Ke. Brother Feng, this is Weijie."

Feng Ke immediately extended his hand, beaming, "Jace, it's an honor to meet you! Liangying has been a great help to you these past two days, thank you for giving her this opportunity."

Huang Weijie shook hands with him, smiling politely: "Manager Feng, you're too kind. It was Liangying who sang well."

He turned to Zhang Liangying and said casually, "Don't forget our promise."

Zhang Liangying was taken aback for a moment, then realized what she meant and nodded with a smile, "Yes, I remember!"

Huang Weijie waved to the two men, then turned and walked into the company.

Feng Ke's smile faded slightly after Huang Weijie turned away.

He opened the back door for Zhang Liangying to get in, and then sat down next to her.

After starting the car, he casually asked, "Liangying, what agreement?"

Zhang Liangying was looking down at her phone when she heard this and her fingers paused.

She recalled that before leaving the recording studio, Huang Weijie said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "This is an agreement between us friends, known only to heaven, earth, you, and me."

She hesitated for a moment, then lied to Feng Ke for the first time: "Weijie said... if I want to develop my career abroad in the future, remember to look for him, he can help."

"Weijie?"

Feng Ke repeated the two words softly, his eyes behind his glasses narrowing slightly.

He didn't pay any attention to Zhang Liangying's mention of "developing abroad," his attention was completely drawn to this overly intimate way of addressing her.

He turned his head, his tone still gentle, but his eyes held a hint of coldness: "Liangying, he's so popular now, you'd better be more respectful in the future. Don't call him by his first name so easily. It's easy for people who don't know the situation to misunderstand, you understand?"

"But Weijie said we were friends, and he told me..."

"That's what he said, but would you really do it?!"

Before Zhang Liangying could finish speaking, Feng Ke's face fell.

He quickly adjusted his expression and said earnestly, "Liangying, I'm doing this for your own good. You know how crazy his fans are. If someone takes a picture of you calling him so intimately, it won't be good for either of you. Besides, you've only known each other for a short time. Do you really think you understand what kind of person Huang Weijie is?"

To make a name for himself abroad at such a young age, he must be extraordinary. In this industry, many things are one way on the surface and another behind the scenes. You're young and easily trusting, but I must remind you, always be wary of others…”

Feng Ke began his familiar "for your own good" sermon again.

Zhang Liangying pursed her lips slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

Normally, she would probably nod obediently in agreement, but today, perhaps because the relaxed and natural feeling she had shared with Huang Weijie these past two days was still fresh in her mind, she felt a vague aversion to this kind of lecturing for the first time.

She didn't argue, but simply replied softly, "Okay, I understand."

Her gaze shifted to the rapidly receding street scene outside the car window, and she suddenly recalled the seriousness in Huang Weijie's eyes when they made a pinky promise, and the smiling "Big Sister" he had called her.

really weird.

We've only known each other for two days, but when I'm with him, I feel like I'm being treated as an equal, like a friend…

It's really great!

……

After seeing Zhang Liangying off, Huang Weijie returned to the company's dressing room.

Stylist Amy and makeup artist Lisa were already waiting there.

"Jace, what are your thoughts on tonight's look?"

"Hmm... Amy, you can arrange it as you see fit, just make it serious."

"OK," Amy replied, while picking through the clothes on the rack. "How about this one? A black slim-fit Dior Homme suit, a white shirt, and no tie."

Huang Weijie glanced at the suit and nodded: "Okay, come on."

Lisa began to apply makeup to him.

In the mirror, his already striking features appeared even more defined with the help of light makeup.

However, Huang Weijie didn't look at it much. He closed his eyes and the image of Feng Ke, whom he had just met, floated into his mind.

He knew that Feng Ke would start his own company next year and then bring Zhang Liangying on board.

The reason he didn't bring this up in the recording studio was because the two of them hadn't known each other for very long.

The two of them have known each other for several years, while he has only known her for a few days. What makes him compare?

Doesn't that give it a domineering aura?

The worst thing you can do when making friends is to speak ill of someone's friends in front of others.

Whether the other person will listen or not is another matter, but once you do this, your image in her mind will suffer.

You think you're doing it for her own good, but little do you know that some women will only think you're saying those things about her friend out of jealousy.

Huang Weijie wondered how Feng Ke would react after hearing their intimate way of addressing each other.

They might think he's still a minor, a child, and wouldn't think much of it.

This might cause emotional fluctuations, leading one to speak ill of oneself in front of Zhang Liangying. If that happens, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.

Huang Weijie wasn't even sure if Zhang Liangying would take the agreement in the recording studio seriously and keep quiet in front of Feng Ke.

The agreement with Zhang Liangying was merely a casual move he made.

Simply because the other person does have a promising future and also has a good physique.

But if she couldn't help but reveal the agreement, then it just means that this is a tribulation she was destined to face in her life.

Huang Weijie would not suddenly become kind and save her again because of this.

Today's invitation is already a helping hand; it all depends on whether we are destined to be together.

Respect the fate of others and set aside the urge to help them.

These words are deeply engraved in Huang Weijie's heart.

……

At 6:20 p.m., Huang Weijie’s car arrived at CCTV.

The area outside Studio One was already bustling with activity.

Staff members jogged around, security was tight, and the vehicles of the arriving artists parked in designated areas.

As Huang Weijie got out of the car, he saw several people getting out of a minivan.

It was Han Hong. She was wearing a red Chinese-style top today and was smiling and talking to Sun Nan beside her.

Not far away, Zhou Huajian and Richie Jen stood together chatting. Both of them were dressed in casual suits and looked relaxed.

"Jace!" someone called out to him.

Huang Weijie turned around and saw Wang Lihong walking quickly towards him.

He was wearing a light gray suit today, his hair was neatly combed, and his smile was as warm as ever: "You're here too? Are you singing the same few lines from the recording tonight?"

"Yeah, it's the same few lines from the previous recording," Huang Weijie said as they walked side-by-side towards the entrance. "Where's Brother Lihong?"

"Like you, I also have a solo segment in addition to the group performance." Wang Leehom lowered his voice as he spoke, "I heard you're going back to Los Angeles tomorrow, for the Teen Choice Awards?"

Wow... the news travels really fast.