Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Backstage lounge.

The door was pushed open, and Shen Nian walked in, carrying the gleaming golden trophy.

Zhou Yutong sprang up from the sofa, rushed over, grabbed her arm, and hopped around on the spot: "Sister Nian! Champion! It really is the champion! The seafood feast you promised, I want Boston lobster!"

Shen Nian was shaken so badly that she leaned back, her gaze passing over Zhou Yutong's shoulder and landing on Jiang Fan, who was sitting by the window.

Jiang Fan stood up and walked over.

Zhou Yutong caught a glimpse of the boss approaching out of the corner of her eye, and wisely released her arm and took two steps back to the side.

"Here you go." Shen Nian handed the trophy forward.

Jiang Fan didn't take it, but instead reached out and ruffled her hair: "You won it yourself, so keep it."

Shen Nian hugged the trophy back to her arms, her eyes sparkling.

Jiang Fan looked at her when the system suddenly sounded.

"bite--"

[Target: Shen Nian]

【Height: 165cm】

【Weight: 50kg⬆】

[Appearance: 9/10]

[Winning the championship of "The Voice of China" significantly boosted his influence.]

[Compatibility level increased to SS rank.]

Jiang Fan paused for a moment, then silently closed the panel in his mind.

I didn't expect the compatibility to increase even further.

SS level means that the lifespan value gained will increase significantly with each subsequent in-depth interaction.

Shen Nian's phenomenal performance tonight brought her not only a championship trophy and high viewership, but also a significant boost to her personal value.

This was a huge profit.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

There was a knock on the door of the lounge, and Zhou Yutong went forward to open it.

Chen Hao and his agent stopped at the door.

He had changed out of the dark blue suit he was wearing on stage and put on a plain black T-shirt, looking much more relaxed.

"Shen Nian." Chen Hao didn't enter the room, but stood outside the threshold. "Congratulations."

Shen Nian turned around and nodded: "Thank you."

Chen Hao's gaze shifted and landed on Jiang Fan's face: "Teacher Jiang, your rendition of 'Left Finger Pointing to the Moon' leaves no room for your peers. A three-octave range, I'm utterly defeated tonight."

"Your high notes are also very stable. It was worth hiring the national team coach." Jiang Fan replied with a polite remark.

Chen Hao gave a wry smile and shook his head: "It's solid, but it lacks a bit of soul. Your arrangement and Shen Nian's voice complement each other perfectly, while I just did my best within my capabilities. The levels are different."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Next time I have the chance, I'd like to sing a song written by Teacher Jiang. The price is negotiable."

"Sure, it depends on my schedule," Jiang Fan said, not giving a definitive answer.

Chen Hao is a straightforward person who can take things in stride. After nodding in acknowledgment, he left with his manager.

Before leaving, the agent glanced at Jiang Fan a couple more times—probably reassessing the young producer's worth in his mind.

Chen Hao's loss tonight was well-deserved.

Jiang Fan's name will likely be added to the first page of the contact lists of major talent agencies.

Jiang Fan picked up his coat from the back of the chair. "Pack your things, let's leave."

The three of them walked out through the employee entrance.

Just as I turned the corner of the back door of the studio, I bumped into someone.

Tang Yingxue.

She was alone, leaning against the doorframe of her lounge, holding her phone. She had no assistant with her.

Hearing the noise, she looked up.

The corridor was silent for a second.

Shen Nian and Zhou Yutong subconsciously slowed their pace, and Shen Nian tightened her grip on the trophy.

Tang Yingxue straightened up, her gaze passing over Shen Nian and landing directly on Jiang Fan's face.

"Teacher Jiang, may I speak to you in private?"

Jiang Fan stopped and glanced at Shen Nian: "You guys go to the car and wait for me."

Shen Nian glanced at Tang Yingxue, then at Jiang Fan.

Without asking any further questions, she hugged the trophy and walked forward with Zhou Yutong.

Only the two of them remained in the passageway.

Tang Yingxue pushed open the door to the lounge behind her.

She wore a black dress today, with a very narrow waistline, revealing a large expanse of skin below her collarbone.

"Come in and let's talk."

Jiang Fan went inside and sat down on the sofa.

Tang Yingxue didn't sit down, but stood opposite the coffee table with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Jiang Fan. I'm a straightforward person, I don't beat around the bush."

"you say."

"I'm preparing a new album next month. I'm missing a title track." Tang Yingxue stared at him. "How can you write a song for me?"

Jiang Fan looked at her. Tang Yingxue's request was clear and direct.

The system panel appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

[Target: Tang Yingxue]

[Appearance: 9.2/10]

[Compatibility: SS+]

She is a level above Xu Qingya and Shen Nian.

For goals at this level, once a deep relationship is established, it's uncertain how much lifespan the system will award.

Jiang Fan turned off the control panel.

"I've been quite busy lately," he said calmly. "We'll talk when I have time."

Tang Yingxue was stunned for a moment.

She probably didn't expect to be rejected so decisively, and with such a perfunctory reason.

"Jiang Fan." She took another half step forward, less than a meter away.

The perfume wafted over; it was woody with a touch of cool cedar.

"What Xu Qingya can give you, I can give you too." Tang Yingxue's voice was very low, so that only the two of them could hear it.

"Moreover, I can offer far more resources than she can. I still have influence with Universal Music; if you just give the nod, you can pick and choose from top-tier promotional resources and get a constant stream of top-rated variety show appearances. I'll sing the songs you write; it'll be a win-win situation for us."

Jiang Fan leaned back on the sofa, his fingers resting on the armrest without moving.

This woman is very smart and knows where her strengths lie.

The terms she offered were incredibly tempting, practically the absolute pinnacle of what a new producer could dream of.

But she made a mistake.

Jiang Fan doesn't lack resources; what he lacks is life.

"Teacher Tang," Jiang Fan looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, "Are you sure you can handle what Xu Qingya gave you?"

That's a very subtle question.

What else can Xu Qingya give Jiang Fan besides the obvious resources and connections?

Tang Yingxue stared at Jiang Fan for two seconds.

She wasn't sure if Xu Qingya and he had that kind of relationship, but she wasn't the type to waste time hesitating.

"Can."

She took a step back, took a room key out of her handbag, and handed it to Jiang Fan.

"InterContinental Hotel, Presidential Suite. This is my room key."

The black card face, with the hotel logo embossed in gold, reflects the light.

"If you've thought it through, come find me directly."

Jiang Fan looked down at the room key, then looked up at her.

Tang Yingxue's expression was calm, but her hand trembled slightly as she handed over the room key.

"We can talk about the album's title track later." She handed the room key forward again, her fingertips brushing against Jiang Fan's hand.

Jiang Fan reached out and took the room key.

Tang Yingxue withdrew her hand, said nothing more, turned and left, the sound of her high heels gradually fading into the distance.

Jiang Fan stood there, holding the thin room card and flipping it over.

SS+ level target, proactively handing over the key to the door.

It seems she really can't sit still any longer.

Shen Nian's victory tonight is tantamount to announcing to the entire industry that what Jiang Fan holds is more valuable than anyone imagined.

Tang Yingxue didn't want to miss this bus.

But Jiang Fan wasn't in a hurry.

He put the room key in his pocket and turned to walk towards the staff exit.