After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

It's 10:30 p.m.

Yanjing, a high-end residential community on the East Third Ring Road.

Zhou family.

This is a large, single-level luxury apartment located in the city center, with a wide view overlooking the entire night view of Yanjing.

"Dad, I'm home."

Zhou Xuan pushed open the door, kicked off her high heels, revealing her beautiful feet, and threw herself into the Italian leather sofa in the living room without any regard for her image, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"You're back?"

At the other end of the living room, a middle-aged man in casual clothes put down his financial magazine, took off his reading glasses, and revealed a gentle smile.

Zhou Liren is the head of Tianyue Entertainment and also Zhou Xuan's father.

In the complex and chaotic entertainment industry, Tianyue Entertainment stands out as a breath of fresh air.

Although it cannot compare to giants like Xinghuang Entertainment in terms of size, it is still a leading company in the second tier of the industry.

Zhou Liren has helped many young talents become famous, and his reputation has always been good.

What's even more remarkable is that Zhou Liren has excellent private morals and is a well-known model couple with his wife, who have never had any messy scandals.

Because of her father, Zhou Xuan, though somewhat spoiled, was well protected in that corrupt environment and remained untainted by its filthy atmosphere.

"Dad, you're still awake?" Zhou Xuan hugged a pillow and rolled around on the sofa.

"I've been waiting for you." Zhou Liren picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Dad, there's something I want to discuss with you."

"What is it? If you want to buy another bag, go ask your mother," Zhou Liren said with a smile.

"Oh, it's not about buying a bag! It's about something important!"

Zhou Xuan sat up straight, her cute little face turning serious. "I want to sign someone."

"Lin Zhixing?" Zhou Liren raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Dad, you knew?"

"Of course. Didn't you tell me that last time? But I'll say it again."

Zhou Liren took off his glasses. "You, you always do whatever comes to mind. Signing people is no problem, A-level contracts, signing fees, even a dedicated team, Dad can approve it all. But—"

"A personal studio won't do."

"Why?" Zhou Xuan persisted. "Aren't many big brands operating on a studio model these days?"

"You said it yourself, it's a big brand."

Zhou Liren said earnestly, "Xuanxuan, you need to understand, this company doesn't belong to me alone. There are several partners on the board of directors, and they value profit and control. A newcomer, no matter how popular they are right now, doesn't have the right to open their own studio. That would break industry norms and set a bad precedent. What if other newcomers follow suit? How would the company be managed?"

"Moreover, a studio means extremely high autonomy and a very low profit-sharing ratio. The company invests a lot of resources upfront, but doesn't get much money back later, and also has to bear the risk of the studio's disobedience. Those old-fashioned board members will absolutely not agree to that."

Zhou Liren sighed, "This isn't just a matter of money; it's a matter of the system. Lin Zhixing's foundation is too shallow, and he hasn't made any substantial contributions. I can't convince the board of directors with just your words."

"But he's different!" Zhou Xuan exclaimed urgently. "Dad, you weren't there, you didn't see his stage presence! He's practically a superstar! And his songwriting ability is terrifying. Today he released a new song, 'Sunny Day,' which I think will be even more popular than 'Red-Haired Girl'!"

"Oh? Another new song?" Zhou Liren was somewhat surprised.

"Yes! And it's the kind of hit song that appeals to all ages!"

Zhou Xuan looked up at her father. "Dad, although Tianyue has developed well in the past two years, it has always lacked a top-tier superstar who can carry the company. The young actors and actresses we've promoted have a lot of popularity, but their foundation is not solid."

"But Lin Zhixing is different; he lets his work speak for itself. I think... perhaps the key to Tianyue's further advancement and joining the ranks of top-tier companies lies with Lin Zhixing!"

Zhou Liren remained silent.

He watched his daughter's serious expression and gently tapped his fingers on the table.

"You think it's a good idea?"

"I have high hopes for him!" Zhou Xuan nodded emphatically. "I even think we can offer him an S-level contract and pour all our resources into him! Even giving him autonomy over his own studio would be worthwhile if we could just sign him!"

S-level contract? All resources allocated?

How about giving the company to him?

Zhou Liren shook his head.

"Dad, please trust me just this once," Zhou Xuan said, tugging at her father's arm affectionately. "Don't you always say that you have to seize the right opportunity in business? Now is the best time! Once he wins the championship, even more people will want to sign him, and the offers will only be higher!"

It must be said that Zhou Xuan's words moved him.

Zhou Liren looked at his daughter for a long time, then smiled.

"Alright, since you insist, let's see how this episode goes."

"Yay! Long live Dad!"

In the entertainment industry, money is easy to come by, but a true talent is hard to find.

Truly top-tier talents are rare and hard to come by.

Besides support, favorable timing, location, and people are also needed.

If Lin Zhixing is really as miraculous as his daughter says...

......

Yanjing Broadcasting and Television Station.

Post-production studio.

It was already midnight, but the lights were still on here.

"Quick, quick! Edit Lin Zhixing's audio... no, no need to edit! The original audio is explosive enough! Edit in the audience's reactions!"

Xia Xue stood behind the editor.

"Director Xia, there's too much footage in this episode; it might go over the runtime," the editor complained.

"Fine, go ahead! Compress the ending credits!" Xia Xue waved her hand. "The quality of this episode absolutely cannot be compromised!"

She turned to the head of the publicity team, "Have you bought the trending topics?"

"I've bought it, Director Xia." The team leader reported to the director, "Tomorrow, as soon as the show airs, hashtags like #TheVoiceSemiFinals# and #LinZhixingNewSong# will appear on screen right on time."

"However..." The team leader paused, looking at his phone with some surprise, "Director Xia, it seems we don't need to buy it anymore."

"What's wrong?"

"Look at Weibo."

Xia Xue took the phone and looked at it, then burst out laughing.

Although the show hasn't aired yet, those who attended the recording have already started sharing their stories online.

On Weibo, the topic of Lin Zhixing has resurfaced once again!

"Guys! You absolutely have to watch The Voice tomorrow night! You'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't!"

"Lin Zhixing has unleashed another powerful hit! This new song is even better than 'The Lone Warrior'!"

"I cried, I really cried. Bring tissues!"

"And that Jiang Mubai guy, even though he lost, he's still very strong! This episode was practically a battle of gods!"

Although a confidentiality agreement was signed to prevent the release of specific results and song titles, this attempt to conceal the truth only piqued the curiosity of netizens even more.

#TheVoiceofChina Semifinals Amazing Scene#

#Lin Zhixing moved the audience to tears again#

Although these topics did not reach the top, they have already entered the top 50 trending topics, and they are all generated by organic traffic!

"Great!" Xia Xue's lips curled up. "That saves us some advertising costs. Looks like this episode's ratings are going to break records again."

……

Liu Yilong's villa.

In the living room, Liu Yilong was wearing a bathrobe and making a phone call, holding a glass of expensive red wine in his hand.

In his arms, a popular young woman was obediently pouring him wine, her snow-white thighs exposed to the air. A large hand roamed unabashedly over her smooth thighs, eliciting a coquettish sigh from the woman in his arms.

"Snapped!"

After finishing the phone call, Liu Yilong suddenly slammed his wine glass heavily on the coffee table. The expensive crystal glass made a crisp sound, and red wine splashed out, spilling onto Xiaohua's dress.

"Ah!" Xiaohua exclaimed, but dared not complain and could only quickly grab a tissue to wipe it off.

"What the hell is going on?!"

"What is Wang Qiang good for? He's useless! All of them are useless!"

"Damn it!" Liu Yilong unbuttoned his bathrobe, feeling a surge of anger in his chest. "I gave him so much budget, told him to handle the media judges, to pull strings, and this is it? He can't even keep a newbie without a company under his belt in check?"

He had already received the news that Lin Zhixing had advanced again in the semifinals, and had fought his way into the finals by overcoming all the behind-the-scenes manipulation and suppression.

This is a complete slap in the face for him!

"Mr. Liu, please don't be angry." Xiaohua mustered her courage and leaned closer, rubbing her soft, plump breasts against his arm. "She's just a newcomer, what can she possibly do?"

"You don't understand."

Liu Yilong pushed her away, lit a cigarette in frustration, and said, "This kid is on a roll right now. If he really wins the championship, it will be much more difficult to take him down later."

He took a drag of his cigarette, his eyes filled with malice.

"Well, that's fine too."

He exhaled a smoke ring and sneered, "The higher you climb, the harder you fall. I don't believe he can have such a smooth ride forever."

"I'm waiting to see what you'll come up with this time. Let's see what kind of talent you'll have this time."