The song "The Actor" at the beginning stunned me with its portrayal of the aloof school be

The news of Chexing Music Studio's expansion quickly spread within the industry.

A small studio that has only been established for a short time.

The only publicly disclosed artists under its management are Jiang Che and Wang Haoran.

However, the top two spots on the newcomer list both belong to Che Xing.

First place: Nocturne.

Second place: "A Person Like Me".

These two songs are like two nails, firmly nailing the six words "Chexing Music Studio" into the vision of the entire entertainment industry.

Big companies are an eyesore.

Netizens are hooked.

The students of Jiangcheng University looked on with pride.

Lin Xi'er had been staring at the two lists for a long time.

She sat by the dormitory window, her phone screen lit up.

Su Qing was lying on the bed scrolling through comments, with a lollipop in her mouth.

"Xi'er, look at this comment."

"Netizens say that Chexing's recruitment standard is that if Jiang Che thinks you're capable, then you're capable."

After Su Qing finished reading, she laughed out loud herself.

"You know what, it's actually quite accurate."

"Who would have thought Wang Haoran would come in second on the newcomer rankings?"

"Fatty walks with a swagger now. I saw him in the cafeteria just now. A bunch of people were surrounding him and calling him Teacher Wang. His smile was practically reaching the sky."

Lin Xi'er didn't reply.

Her fingertip hovered over the screen.

The screen displays the comments section for "Nocturne".

The first top comment was very straightforward.

"The most terrifying thing about Jiang Che is that he's no longer just able to sing himself. He's started to let others hear him too."

Lin Xi'er looked at the sentence repeatedly.

Let others be heard as well.

These words, like a fine needle, gently pierced her heart.

She has been heard of since she was a child.

School beauty.

A vocal prodigy.

Princess Tingxian.

Lin Jianguo's daughter.

These labels have been attached to her for many years.

When she stands on the stage, the audience applauds.

When she finishes singing, her teacher praises her for her accurate pitch, good breath control, and clean tone.

But Lin Xi'er knew very well what was going on.

How much of that applause was for her as a person?

How much of it is for listening to music for entertainment?

How much of it went to her father?

She has listened to too many exquisite songs.

I've sung too many safe and reliable songs.

There's nothing seriously wrong with any of them.

Every song is safe.

But after singing, she often felt empty.

Like a brightly polished cup displayed in a shop window, clean and beautiful, no one would say it's bad.

But it doesn't have its own temperature.

When Jiang Che wrote "A Person Like Me" for Wang Haoran, he did not portray Wang Haoran as a perfect singer.

He even retained the roughness in Wang Haoran's voice.

That roughness became the most touching part of the song.

When Jiang Che wrote "Nocturne" for himself, he did not rely on the success of "Blue and White Porcelain".

He went straight into a completely new style.

He seems to always know.

What kind of person should sing what kind of song?

Lin Xi'er looked down at her phone, her gaze growing increasingly serious.

Su Qing finally realized that something was wrong with her.

"Xi'er?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Lin Xi'er looked up.

"I want to sign Cheol-sung."

pat.

The lollipop in Su Qing's mouth fell onto the bed.

She sprang up from the bed.

"What did you say?"

Lin Xi'er spoke in a very flat tone.

"I want to sign Cheol-sung as an artist."

Su Qing was dumbfounded.

"Wake up."

"Your father is Lin Jianguo."

"You own Tingxian Entertainment."

"The number of resumes people have to fill the doorway if they want to get into Tingxian."

"What's wrong with you? Instead of using your own aircraft carrier, you're planning to ride in the little wooden boat that Jiang Che just built?"

Lin Xi'er looked at her.

"Chexing is not a small wooden boat."

Su Qing choked for a moment.

"Okay, even if it's not a small wooden boat, it's at most a small speedboat that's just been launched."

"What is the scale of 'listening to the strings'?"

"Producers, publicity, copyright, distribution channels, stage resources, everything is readily available."

"What did you sign with Che Xingtu?"

Lin Xi'er did not answer immediately.

She looked out the window.

A few students were passing by downstairs, playing "Nocturne" on their phones.

A familiar melody drifted up on the wind.

Lin Xi'er listened for a while before speaking.

"I want to sing a song that truly belongs to me."

Su Qing was stunned.

Lin Xi'er continued.

"Listening to the strings can provide me with a lot of resources."

"But resources can't find my voice."

"Jiang Che is fine."

Su Qing opened her mouth.

She wanted to argue, but the words stuck in her throat.

Because she knew Lin Xier was right.

Lin Xier used to sing very well.

It sounds great, very stable, and very professional.

But after listening, what everyone remembered was "the school beauty sang really well".

No one can remember one of Lin Xier's signature songs.

Wang Haoran wasn't even considered a formal singer before.

But after "A Person Like Me" came out, the whole internet remembered him.

This is the gap.

Su Qing remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter a sentence.

"Your dad is going crazy."

Lin Xi'er thought for a moment.

"possible."

Su Qing: "Maybe? I think his blood pressure will spike immediately."

Lin Xier picked up her phone.

"I'll talk to Jiang Che first."

Su Qing immediately moved closer.

"You really sent it?"

Lin Xi'er did not answer.

She opened Jiang Che's chat window.

My fingertips paused for a few seconds.

Then he typed a line of text.

Are you free? I'd like to discuss signing a contract with you.

send.

After the message was sent, the dormitory fell silent.

Su Qing stared at her phone, her eyes wide open.

"Won't he be startled?"

Lin Xi'er looked at the screen.

"have no idea."

next second.

Jiang Che replied.

Come to the studio to discuss this when you have time.

It couldn't be simpler.

Su Qing almost burst out laughing after reading it.

"This person is really steady."

"When Princess Tingxian offered herself up, he responded as if someone had invited him to the cafeteria for lunch."

Lin Xi'er couldn't help but slightly curve the corners of her lips.

This is indeed very Jiang Che.

She put her phone away.

I'm going home.

Su Qing immediately tensed up.

"Are you going to tell your dad?"

"Um."

"Do you need me to come with you?"

Lin Xi'er shook her head.

"I'll say it myself."

As Su Qing watched her get up to change her clothes, a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

Lin Xi'er, who is usually aloof and indifferent to everything, seems to be taking the initiative to pursue something for the first time.

She was not arranged by her father.

We are not driven by resources.

It's not about being bound by external expectations.

She made the decision herself.

Su Qing watched Lin Xi'er's retreating figure and muttered softly.

"It's over."

"Jiang Che's small company is really going to be lively."

......

the other side.

Chexing Studio.

Wang Haoran stared at the messages on Jiang Che's phone, having already walked around the office three times.

"Boss."

"Is Lin Xi'er really going to sign us?"

Jiang Che is looking at the contract template.

She said she wanted to talk.

"Isn't that almost certainly true?"

Wang Haoran stroked his chin, his expression serious.

"I think we need to prepare in advance."

Jiang Che looked up.

"What are you preparing?"

"Get ready to welcome the pinnacle of Chexing's looks."

Jiang Che: "You're quite self-aware."

Wang Haoran clutched his chest.

"Boss, you're getting more and more adept at stabbing people in the back now."

Jiang Che lowered his head and continued to look at the contract.

Wang Haoran moved closer and lowered his voice.

Do you think Chairman Lin will agree?

Jiang Che thought for a moment.

"Watching songs."

Wang Haoran understood instantly.

Are you ready?

Jiang Che hummed in agreement.

Wang Haoran's eyes lit up.

"Is it for Lin Xi'er?"

"Um."

"What style?"

"Youthful Lyrics"

Wang Haoran clapped his hands.

"Got it, the track is exclusively for the aloof school beauty."

"What's the name?"

Jiang Che took the sheet music out of the folder and put it on the table.

There are two words written at the top of the sheet music.

"meet".

Wang Haoran looked at the song title and suddenly fell silent.

Although he is usually a chatterbox, he has developed a psychological aversion to Jiang Che's song titles.

The simpler something is, the easier it is for something big to go wrong.

"actor".

Nocturne.

"meet".

It doesn't sound complicated at all.

But when Jiang Che writes, he often manages to pierce people's hearts.

Wang Haoran touched his arm.

"Boss."

"I'll first observe three seconds of silence for Chairman Lin."

Jiang Che looked at him.

Why?

Wang Haoran said earnestly:

"It seems his daughter is really going to sign the contract this time."