HuaYu: Starting with Photography to Navigate the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 82: What could be more important than sleeping in?

That night, Xu Lang slept exceptionally well and even had a sweet dream.

In his dream, he looked at the 600 million yuan that suddenly appeared in his bank card and couldn't stop smiling.

Six hundred million!

During the Qingming Festival, I didn't even dare to think about burning paper money for my grandfather. (In 2004, there was no major inflation in the banking sector.)

Besides the 600 million, in the dream, Zhang Liangying was also wearing a white evening gown and glasses, whispering something in Xu Lang's ear.

"Xu Lang, I specially commissioned a nipple piercing for you, with your name on it. Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it, let me see it."

Just as Xu Lang was about to verify, he heard a knock on the door.

Then, the world in the dream went completely dark.

"Holy crap, who picked this time? Couldn't they just let me finish watching it?"

Xu Lang rubbed his eyes, checked his phone, and saw it was not yet 8 o'clock.

"Even at 8 a.m., I wouldn't get up this early!"

What's more, Xu Lang is someone who never goes to work at 8 a.m.

"Who is it? Up so early? Did you keep people from sleeping?"

Xu Lang is a bit grumpy when he wakes up.

He opened the door and saw Zhang Liangying standing there. He wanted to curse her to vent his anger, but seeing her timid appearance, Xu Lang would feel guilty even if he did.

Oh well, never mind!

"What time is it? What are you doing?"

Seeing Xu Lang shirtless and wearing only boxer shorts, Zhang Liangying blushed and lowered her head.

"Didn't you say you'd get up early to sing a demo for me? I was all ready at six o'clock, waiting for you to call me. I waited for over an hour, and I was worried you'd be anxious, so I came over to check on you."

"Slap! Slap!"

Xu Lang slapped himself twice, reminding himself to be more careful in the future.

"My early mornings are at a completely different time from other people's early mornings."

Early bird gets the worm.

And I am that worm; if I get up early, I'll be eaten by the worm!

Frustrated and with nowhere to vent, Xu Lang could only say...

"Alright, come in."

He said this as he walked back into his room, then collapsed onto the large bed.

"There are lyrics to a song on the table. Take a look at them first, familiarize yourself with them, and then I'll take a nap."

"oh."

Zhang Liangying cautiously entered the room, not daring to close the door. She glanced at Xu Lang, who was lying sprawled out, and her eyes inadvertently swept over a bulge that she shouldn't have seen.

Her face immediately turned red to the roots of her ears.

I quickly looked down and looked away, but my heart was still pounding.

Zhang Liangying wanted to escape, but when she saw the lyrics on the table, she couldn't move her feet.

"Is this the resource Xu Lang was talking about?"

Zhang Liangying picked up the top piece of paper and saw a lyric written on it:

Small speakers were plugged into their ears.

Reading comics while hiding under the covers.

Although I am still in the ivory tower,

I wish I could grow up overnight.

Dear Mom and Dad,

Don't call me a silly girl.

Although I am very obedient

That doesn't mean I have no thoughts.

I like the sweet and sour taste; that's the real me.

Every day is new and exciting for me.

My discerning palate

It has the most unique differences!

. . . . . .

"this..."

Looking at the lyrics, three words came to Zhang Liangying's mind.

How childish!

Is this "children's song" for me?

Looking at the lyrics containing phrases like "ivory tower" and "dear father and mother," Zhang Liangying secretly guessed...

"Maybe this is for Zhang Hanyun, she's young."

Zhang Liangying thought with some disdain.

But even if I gave it to her, I still felt it was so childish.

Will this song become a hit?

If it's going to become popular, it'll probably be in a kindergarten.

Zhang Liangying pouted:

This "resource" is a bit meager!

There's no plan, how am I supposed to sing it?

Zhang Liangying didn't sleep well at all last night, hoping to see what kind of resources Xu Lang was talking about.

I waited all night.

But now...

"I'd rather get a good night's sleep!"

As Zhang Liangying was thinking, she heard footsteps outside, and a pretty girl walked in.

"Xu Lang, why didn't you close the door? You... Ah!"

The person who walked in was Shen Qingyue. She saw Xu Lang lying on the bed sleeping, while a girl was sitting at the writing desk, slightly pouting and frowning.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis rose from the bottom of Shen Qingyue's heart.

"Who are you? What are you doing in Xu Lang's... my boyfriend's room?"

"Well..."

Zhang Liangying was startled and didn't know how to answer when two more people came in from outside the door. They were Wang Zhe and Chen Tao.

Seeing this, Wang Zhe explained on Zhang Liangying's behalf.

"This is my senior sister. Brother Lang said he wrote two songs and asked her to come and sing the demos."

"Huh? Xu Lang can write songs? How come I didn't know that?"

Just as everyone was still confused, footsteps sounded outside again, and Qin Feifei walked in.

Seeing so many people in the room, she was taken aback at first, then smiled and said:

"You're all Xu Lang's classmates, right? Xu Lang told me you're here."

Don't all stand, sit down, sit down, don't be shy.

Qin Feifei meant well, thinking of helping Xu Lang greet his classmates.

But in the eyes of Shen Qingyue and the others, her attitude was not one of enthusiasm.

She's clearly acting like the lady of the house!

As a result, Shen Qingyue's sense of crisis, which had just subsided, rose again.

Moreover, this time, the sense of crisis was several times greater than when I first saw Zhang Liangying.

Besides Qin Feifei's attitude provoking her, what was even more serious was Qin Feifei's beauty.

In terms of appearance alone, Zhang Liangying is definitely not as good as Qin Feifei, nor as good as Shen Qingyue.

Seeing Zhang Liangying, Shen Qingyue felt a sense of superiority.

But upon seeing Qin Feifei, her sense of superiority vanished instantly, and her confidence plummeted.

"you..."

Shen Qingyue was so provoked that she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Wang Zhe's eyes lit up when he saw Qin Feifei.

This is so beautiful!

Her figure, her looks, her demeanor—she's simply flawless!

"You're here to see Xu Lang too, right? You are...?"

"Yes, I came from Beijing with Xu Lang. My name is Qin Feifei, you can just call me Sister Qin."

Hearing that Qin Feifei had come with Xu Lang, Shen Qingyue felt even more resentful.

"Why can she come by plane with Xu Lang, while I have to take the train?"

Consumed by jealousy, she asked directly:

What's your relationship with my boyfriend?

Shen Qingyue now wished she could hang a sign on her head that read,

Xu Lang's girlfriend.

This is the only way to demonstrate her position as the empress.

"Boy friend?"

Qin Feifei couldn't help but sized up Shen Qingyue, wondering, "This kid actually has a girlfriend, and she's quite pretty."

As for Shen Qingyue's question about her relationship with Xu Lang, that really stumped her.

After a moment's hesitation, she replied:

"Partner!"

At this moment, Xu Lang, who still wanted to doze off in bed, couldn't lie there any longer. If they continued talking, something bad would happen soon.

He got up, clutching his blanket, and looked at everyone with resentment in his eyes.

"It's the weekend, why aren't you all sleeping? What are you doing up so early?"

Xu Lang really couldn't understand this.

What could be more comfortable and important than sleeping in on the weekend?

However, seeing that the room was packed with people like a market, there was nothing he could do.

She could only get up and wash, while everyone else went downstairs to have breakfast.

After all, the breakfast at a five-star hotel is a huge draw.

Around 8:30.

Xu Lang met with the others at the breakfast restaurant.

Shen Qingyue leaned closer and spoke first:

"Xu Lang, let's go to Orange Isle later. I really want to see him."

Xu Lang also really wanted to go to Orange Isle.

But remembering that he had important things to do later, he could only say to Qin Feifei, Wang Zhe, and the others:

"Fei-jie, Wang Zhe, you can arrange your own schedules for today. Just don't forget to come back and watch the Super Girl finals tonight."

I'm not going; I need to take Zhang Liangying to record a demo.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyue felt somewhat disheartened.

But Qin Feifei looked on with interest and curiosity.

Recording a demo? You can really write songs?

"Then I definitely have to go and listen!"

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