After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

In the early morning, sunlight pierced through the thin mist and shone on the French windows.

Ye Lan was lying on the yoga mat, doing the final stretching exercises.

She was wearing a light gray sports vest and tight yoga pants, and a few strands of her hair were damp with sweat and clung to her slender neck.

"call--"

Ye Lan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, finished her exercise, stood up, casually grabbed a towel to wipe her sweat, and walked out of the gym with her bare, snow-white feet.

Inside the restaurant, agent Sister Hong had already prepared breakfast.

A simple whole-wheat bread, paired with a fresh fruit salad and a cup of black coffee.

"Good morning, Lanlan," Sister Hong said as she arranged the dishes.

Good morning, Sister Hong.

Ye Lan sat down, picked up the tablet computer on the table, and started eating bread while browsing Weibo.

On the trending topics list, the topic of "Red Silk" remains popular.

#Lin Zhixing Chiling#

#A New Benchmark for Chinese Style#

#The opera singing style amazed the audience#

Ye Lan's fingers slid gently across the surface. "This kid really didn't disappoint me," she murmured to herself.

Sister Hong glanced at the screen and laughed, "He's really amazing. Now many people in the industry are asking for his contact information. It seems you've really struck gold this time."

"That's right." Ye Lan raised an eyebrow, a hint of arrogance in her eyes. "Don't you even know who picked her?"

She put down her tablet and said seriously, "Sister Hong, please contact Lin Zhixing and ask him to come to the studio this afternoon."

Sister Hong was taken aback: "Another round of special training? Didn't the competition just end?"

"It's not special training."

Ye Lan shook her head. "It's about fulfilling a promise. And...by the way, let's discuss a business deal."

She paused, then continued, "Have someone draft a contract. I want to buy the copyright to 'Red Silk' to use as the end credits song for 'War of the Chaotic World'."

"As for the price..." Ye Lan pondered for a moment, "1 million for the copyright fee, plus a 50/50 split of the song's subsequent revenue."

"What?!"

"Cough cough!" Sister Hong almost choked on her coffee. "How much? One million?! And a share of the profits? Lanlan, are you crazy?"

Sister Hong was completely dumbfounded.

One million in cash + 50/50 split + duet with a top female singer + movie OST by a renowned director?

This isn't just buying songs; it's a one-stop service that gives you money, fame, and resources!

If this gets out, the entire entertainment industry will explode! Lin Zhixing's status will jump from an unknown to a second-tier celebrity!

Ye Lan, however, didn't seem to care. She picked up her coffee and took a sip. "High price? I think it's well worth it. You've seen the quality of this song; if I don't act quickly, someone else might snatch it up. Besides..."

Her eyes flickered slightly. "I want to help him. In this industry, without financial backing, it's hard to go far."

"Lanlan, you're being a little too..." Sister Hong hesitated, her expression strange, "Tell me the truth, aren't you... a little too attentive to this kid?"

Having followed Ye Lan for over a decade, when had she ever seen this aloof diva fawn over a man like this?

Sister Hong sighed helplessly, "Fine, fine, you're the boss, you call the shots. But aren't you being a little too overprotective? Be careful, it might cause rumors."

"Rumors?" Ye Lan scoffed. "When have I, Ye Lan, ever been afraid of rumors? Go ahead and do it."

"Okay, I'll contact them right away." Sister Hong picked up her phone and turned to make the arrangements.

……

"Buzz—Buzz—"

My phone vibrated.

Lin Zhixing answered the phone, "Feed?"

"Is this Mr. Lin Zhixing? I'm Ye Lan's agent, Sister Hong." A capable female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister Hong?"

Lin Zhixing knew that Sister Hong was Ye Lan's agent. Although they had never met, he had heard that Sister Hong was very influential in the entertainment industry.

"Hello, Sister Hong! What are your instructions?"

"Come to the studio at 2 PM. Sister Lan needs to speak with you."

"Okay, got it! I guarantee it will arrive on time!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhixing glanced at the time; it was almost midnight. He wondered what Ye Lan wanted to talk to him about.

……

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Zhixing arrived at Ye Lan's private studio in the western suburbs on time.

The environment here is tranquil, with shady trees, and completely free from the hustle and bustle of the city.

When the doorbell rang, a capable woman in a business suit with short hair, who looked to be in her thirties, opened the door. It was Sister Hong.

"Hello, Sister Hong." Lin Zhixing greeted her politely.

Sister Hong looked him up and down, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Last time, Lanlan said she needed to undergo special training to cancel her engagements; was that the kid?

She had followed Ye Lan for so many years and had seen countless handsome and talented men, but this was the first time Ye Lan had taken such good care of her, even breaking his principles to offer such a high price to a newcomer.

What kind of magic does this kid possess?

"Come in, Sister Lan is waiting for you inside." Sister Hong stepped aside.

Lin Zhixing walked into the studio and immediately saw Ye Lan sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at a sheet of music.

She wore a black dress, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, giving her an intellectual and elegant appearance.

Lin Zhixing's breath hitched.

No matter how many times he met her, this woman always managed to easily capture his aesthetic sensibilities.

"Sister Lan," Lin Zhixing called out.

Ye Lan put down the sheet music, turned her head, and said with a smile, "You're here? Have a seat."

Lin Zhixing sat down on the sofa opposite him. Sister Hong brought two glasses of water and placed them on the table. Then, she tactfully withdrew, leaving the two of them alone.

"Sister Lan, is there something you need?" Lin Zhixing asked.

Ye Lan did not answer directly, but picked up a document from the table and pushed it in front of Lin Zhixing.

"Take a look at this."

Lin Zhixing picked up the document and opened it.

Song copyright transfer and cooperation agreement.

Collaborative piece: "Red-Clad Ladies".

Copyright fee: 100 million.

Revenue sharing: 50%.

"This..." Lin Zhixing was a little confused. "Sister Lan, what's this?"

"I want to buy the rights to 'Red Silk' to use as the end credits song for my new movie 'War of the Gods'."

Ye Lan picked up her water glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "Moreover, it's not just about copyright. I hope this song can be sung by the two of us together and released as the movie's promotional song."

"chorus?!"

Lin Zhixing was truly shocked this time.

A diva invites you to sing a duet? What does that even mean?

This means he will directly board Ye Lan's super ship, which will not only give him huge exposure but also quickly elevate his status, allowing him to go directly from a talent show newcomer to a mainstream singer!

and......

"One million? Plus a cut?" Lin Zhixing stared at the number, swallowing hard. "Sister Lan, isn't this offer... a bit too good?"

Lin Zhixing is also involved in the music industry. Although "Red Ling" is a very good song, the buyout price is only a few hundred thousand. 100 million plus revenue sharing is definitely an extraordinary price!

"What? You think it's too much?"

Ye Lan raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a half-smile, "If you think it's too much, I can deduct 500,000."

"No, no!" Lin Zhixing quickly waved his hand. "I mean... this is too much of a favor."

"Take it."

Ye Lan put down her water glass and said seriously, "This is what you deserve. Your talent is worth this price. And..."

She looked at Lin Zhixing and said, "I told you, there's a reward for winning. This is the reward."

"In this industry, you can't get anywhere without money. With this money, at least you won't have to worry about making a living anymore, and you can focus on making music."

A warm feeling welled up in Lin Zhixing's heart.

He knew that Ye Lan was helping him indirectly.

One million might not be much to a superstar, but for him now, it's a life-saving sum and a weighty recognition.

He didn't say anything more sentimental, picked up the pen, and signed his name neatly.

In this circle, too much politeness only makes one seem hypocritical.

Since Ye Lan was willing to lend him a hand, he would accept it generously.

The only way to repay her is to sing well, not to embarrass her, and then... stand higher, until you are qualified to stand beside her.

"It's signed."

Lin Zhixing closed the contract and handed it to Ye Lan.

His gaze turned serious:

"Thanks, Sister Lan."

"I will remember this kindness."

"Alright, stop being so dramatic. You should use this time to go back and practice your singing."

"I still need Zhao Yu to redo the arrangement of this song, emphasizing the string and folk music parts to better suit the grand atmosphere of the film. We'll go into the studio to record it after The Voice of China ends."

"Yes! Mission accomplished!" Lin Zhixing stood at attention and saluted.