My agency went bankrupt before I even got on stage.

A pianist is practically offered to him, so why not take it! Lin Fan has never felt ashamed or embarrassed; being broke is just how he is!

As long as I am not embarrassed, others are embarrassed!

However, proper manners are still necessary. Lin Fan looked at Xia Yan seriously: "Ms. Xia, how much would be a reasonable payment for recording an accompaniment? And what about the recording costs for today? Would you like to add those to the calculation?"

Xia Yan smiled slightly, her smile as radiant as a blooming lily: "How much do you think would be appropriate?"

Lin Fan remained expressionless and glanced at Lian Xiaoyu: "Boss Lian, you're the middleman, why don't you name a price?"

Lian Xiaoyu looked embarrassed. "I'm just a bankrupt rich kid," she thought, "who knows the intricacies of the entertainment industry?" But on one side was her best friend, someone who supported her completely—she couldn't let her suffer. On the other side was her cash cow, someone she couldn't offend either. So, Lian Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and said, "1 yuan. This is my last bit of pocket money!"

"You still have 1 yuan?"

Lin Fan and Xia Yan spoke in unison, then looked at each other and smiled, as if they were of one mind.

"Hey, can you guys stop being so in sync? Do you really think I'm that worthless? I admit, it was my clumsiness; I shouldn't have bought that damn financial product. But I'm still the heiress of the Lian Group, a rich second-generation heiress destined to inherit billions, okay?"

Lian Xiaoyu was so angry she was jumping up and down. Her absolute taboo was the word "bankruptcy." No matter who mentioned it or in any way, she would fly into a rage.

"Since you still have 1 yuan, then don't freeload at my house!" Xia Yan smiled slightly, completely disregarding Lian Xiaoyu. A bankrupt woman who has to drive her own car when she goes out has no right to jump around in front of her.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, with a hint of arrogance: "If it's only 1 yuan, then I don't need you to pay. I've recently earned some pocket money at the big company. I'm just that capricious; I don't like owing people money!"

Lin Tony Fan, online.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Even Xiaoyu felt like she was going crazy, but she wasn't shy at all. After her outburst, she immediately put on a smiling face: "My little Yan Yan, you're the best! I need to save this 1 yuan to buy cosmetics, I can't keep using yours, can I?"

Xia Yan rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay any attention to Lian Xiaoyu.

Lian Xiaoyu chuckled, unconcerned, then turned to Lin Fan, her voice turning harsh: "You little brat, you've really made something of yourself now! You're not like you were back when you were clinging to my leg, crying and begging me to carry you to new heights! Weren't you planning to save the little money you make from styling to open a bed and breakfast? Now you're all generous?"

Lin Fan nodded and said very seriously, "Of course I want to open a bed and breakfast, but how can I make big money if I'm unwilling to spend small amounts? Once I record the songs and upload them, I'll have a steady stream of small profits. Do you think I'm like you, someone who can't do math and uses high leverage to buy money-losing funds?"

"Aaaaaahh ...

Lian Xiaoyu was furious and started hitting Lin Fan, bringing up the very thing she shouldn't have said. That little Fan Fan is so mean.

"Alright, it's getting late, I'll record the accompaniment first!"

Xia Yan stood up and walked towards the recording studio, where there were all kinds of musical instruments, including a piano.

Lin Fan barely escaped Lian Xiaoyu's fists and quickly followed Xia Yan to the recording studio. He had never recorded a song before, but now that he had [Photographic Memory], he wanted to learn properly. After all, it's always good to have more skills, and maybe one day he would become 'Lin Fan, the million-dollar audio engineer and producer'.

Five minutes later.

Lin Fan's mouth gaped open again, unable to close.

"Is the backing track recorded already?"

After just one take, Xia Yan walked out of the recording studio.

"What's so difficult about this? It's just a few notes, and the emotions in this piece are easy to grasp; it's not difficult at all."

What is a top student? Lin Fan didn't know, but he felt that Xia Yan in front of him could be called a "genius student".

Once again, respect!

"Let's start recording!"

Xia Yan walked to the control panel, copied the piano accompaniment she had just recorded into the computer, and then looked at Lin Fan calmly, like a lotus standing quietly, detached from the world.

"Well...nice to meet you!"

Lin Fan originally felt that with his "intermediate singing skills" and "never singing off-key," recording a song wouldn't be a difficult task. However, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. Faced with such a talented and extraordinary woman, Lin Fan suddenly felt somewhat inferior.

"Darling..."

Lin Fan sang the song dryly, barely daring to look at Xia Yan and Lian Xiaoyu outside the recording studio, keeping his eyes closed the entire time.

"How is it?"

Stepping out of the recording studio, Lin Fan was a little nervous, but he still mustered up his courage and looked at Xia Yan.

"How are you feeling?"

Xia Yan was somewhat serious and did not answer directly, but instead asked Lin Fan a question in return.

"I feel terrible!"

Lin Fan felt somewhat ashamed, feeling that he had embarrassed his fellow transmigrators.

"Let's do it one more time!"

Xia Yan, without a smile, raised her slender, white finger and pointed towards the recording studio.

Lin Fan rushed into the recording studio as if fleeing, and in his panic, he almost bumped his head into the door.

Behind her, Lian Xiaoyu, feeling a little sorry for Xia Yan, whispered, "Xia Yan, was it really that bad? I think Xiao Fanfan sang quite well! I even thought it was better than her performance on the first stage!"

"You felt it too?"

Xia Yan calmly glanced at Lian Xiaoyu, then turned her head back to Lin Fan in the recording studio. After a long silence, she finally explained, "Your feeling is right. Lin Fan didn't show his true abilities at all during his initial performance!"

"What? He had another trick up his sleeve? This little brat is too cunning!"

Lian Xiaoyu absolutely believed her best friend's words. After all, Xia Yan was a genius with the divine skill of "perfect pitch". Since she could tell that Lin Fan had a problem, then there was definitely a problem.

"That's completely understandable. You went bankrupt back then, and he was all alone on stage. What good would it do to become a sensation? It would only be a flash in the pan, and he would only become a pawn in the battle between Morning Star Entertainment and other labels. Rather than making a splash and getting caught in the storm, it's better to keep a low profile! Your former employee is very smart!" Xia Yan looked calmly at Lin Fan, who was adjusting his state in the recording studio, and a beautiful smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

"Then why has he let go now? To make money?" Even Xiaoyu wasn't stupid; combining Lin Fan's personality, she quickly found the key.

"Probably! Once this song is recorded, it's his own. It's bound to be a hit, and all the money he earns will be his. It's understandable that he'd put in his best effort and show his true talent!"

Xia Yan's eyes slowly changed, as if he saw an orphan struggling to make a living, trying to protect himself and fight hard when faced with capital and various temptations and oppressions.

This must have been a very difficult journey.