After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

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Jiang Yichen turned off his computer, yawned, and fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the window.

Jiang Yichen rubbed his eyes, sat up in bed, and habitually reached for his phone on the bedside table.

As soon as I unlocked the screen, a barrage of push notifications flooded the top of the screen, all of them likes and comments from the Douhai platform.

The phone even lagged for a moment because of the overwhelming number of messages.

Jiang Yichen raised an eyebrow.

Open the Douhai APP.

The data from the backend surprised him as well.

ENEMY was released just one night ago.

The number of likes has exceeded three million!

The number of reposts reached an astonishing 800,000!

The comment section exploded, with the number of comments still refreshing at a rate of dozens per second.

Jiang Yichen opened the comments section.

The top comment received a whopping 500,000 likes.

"That's real acting! All those expressionless idols in the Chinese entertainment industry, get in here and learn from them!"

The comments below were numerous.

"The way Jiang Shen faced the Japanese invaders with such unyielding and resolute spirit gave me goosebumps."

"I hereby declare that Junior Sister Meng Lingyu has officially become my goddess!"

"That one glance back amidst the flames brought me to tears. How many female celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry could pull off that look?"

"The plot, the special effects, the production quality—it blows 90% of the movies currently showing in theaters from the bottom of the ocean!"

"Jiang Shen, please make a movie and save Chinese entertainment!"

"The one upstairs won't do! I'm still waiting for Jiang Shen's new song!"

Besides praising the acting skills, a large number of netizens also tagged the Qilin Opera Club's account in the comments.

"Tickets for the theater are impossible to get! They're gone in a second, even harder to get than train tickets during the Spring Festival travel rush!"

"Ten thousand people have written a petition in blood, begging Jiang Shen to open a branch office!"

"The capital is so big, how can one theater troupe be enough? Hurry up and open a branch!"

"Fans from other cities are so envious! We wish they could open a branch office in Shanghai!"

"Come to Guangzhou and Shenzhen! The people of Guangzhou and Shenzhen need the baptism of traditional Chinese culture!"

Jiang Yichen looked at these comments, his fingers lightly tapping the edge of his phone.

Open a branch office.

He had actually been considering this idea for a while.

The old opera house in Nancheng Hutong has very limited space, with only about 300 seats at most.

Even with two shows a day, running non-stop, we still can't meet the demand from such a huge audience.

Moreover, all my fellow apprentices have returned, so we have plenty of manpower.

They are fully capable of supporting a larger branch office.

Jiang Yichen made up his mind.

I'll go to the front yard later to discuss the site selection with my senior brother.

He was about to log out of Douhai when the WeChat icon popped up.

It was a long message from Gu Ruanxing.

Jiang Yichen opened WeChat.

The screen is filled with exclamation marks.

"Jiang Yichen! What's wrong with your brain?!"

"This song, 'Queen of Heaven,' is absolutely amazing!"

"I've made up my mind! This song will be the title track of Lin Qinghe's new album!"

Even through the screen, Jiang Yichen could feel Gu Ruanxing's excitement.

He leaned against the headboard and slowly typed a reply: "As long as it works."

Gu Ruanxing replied almost instantly. "It absolutely works! It's practically tailor-made!"

"Don't worry, once the album sells well, you'll definitely get a share of the profits!"

"I mean what I say, and I definitely won't let you suffer any losses!"

Jiang Yichen looked at the screen and shook his head.

He sent the lyrics document over, originally to repay the favor Lin Qinghe had done for him by posting a plea for help on Weibo.

As for the profits, he currently has several million in his account, and the theater troupe also brings in a considerable amount every day, so he doesn't care too much about these things.

........

Magic City.

Star Entertainment headquarters building, top floor, CEO's office.

Gu Ruanxing, dressed in a smart business suit and wearing high heels, paced back and forth in the office.

He clutched the printed sheet music and lyrics for "Queen of Heaven" tightly in his hand.

She couldn't hide the excitement on her face.

Wasn't Bai Yanqiu, that bastard, trying to promote Shen Ruoqiu?

Didn't you want to dominate the music industry?

With this song "Queen of Heaven," let's see what he can use to stop him!

Five minutes later.

There was a knock on the office door, and Lin Qinghe pushed it open and walked in.

She wore a simple white shirt and jeans, without any makeup, and her cool and beautiful face showed a hint of fatigue.

Recently, she has been staying in the practice room at Star Entertainment.

She practiced her voice almost desperately for her new album.

Gu Ruanxing slammed the few pages of paper in her hand onto the table and pushed them in front of Lin Qinghe.

"Take a look at this."

Lin Qinghe lowered her head in confusion, her gaze falling on the two large characters at the very top of the page.

Queen.

She paused for a moment, her gaze following the musical staff downwards to the lyrics.

As she looked at the paper, Lin Qinghe's fingers unconsciously gripped the edge of the paper.

The knuckles turned slightly white from exertion.

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at Lin Qinghe.

"How is it?"

"Is this song significant enough as the lead single from your new album?"

Gu Ruanxing's tone was filled with undisguised smugness.

"This was specially made for you by someone else."

Lin Qinghe did not answer.

She kept her head down, her gaze fixed on the lyrics. It took her a long time to manage to squeeze out a single sentence.

"Who wrote this song?"

Gu Ruanxing pursed her lips. "Who else could it be?"

"That guy Jiang Yichen. He sent it to me late last night, he even prepared the backing track."

Lin Qinghe paused slightly upon hearing Jiang Yichen's name. Her hand holding the sheet music trembled slightly.

She didn't look at Ruan Xing, but just kept looking down at the lyrics.

"You've become the beloved queen of pop." This lyric pierced her heart like a needle.

Her eyes instantly reddened.

The sunlight outside the window was bright, but it couldn't penetrate the depths of her heart at that moment.

She took a deep breath and pressed the sheet music to her chest.

..........

Beijing, a hutong in the southern part of the city.

After washing up and changing his clothes, Jiang Yichen went to the front yard.

The courtyard has already become lively.

The fellow students are practicing their morning exercises.

Tan Yunxiao, shirtless, was holding a porcelain bowl bigger than his face and slurping down soy milk.

Seeing Jiang Yichen come out, Tan Yunxiao put down his bowl and wiped his mouth.

"Third brother, get up."

"I watched that skit last night, it was amazing!"

Tan Yunxiao gave a thumbs up.

Jiang Yichen walked to the stone table and sat down. Without wasting any words, he went straight to the point.

"Senior Brother, I need to discuss something with you."

Tan Yunxiao pulled over a bench and sat down.

"What is it? Tell me."

Jiang Yichen looked at him.

"Let's open a branch office in the capital."

Tan Yunxiao was stunned. "Open a branch office?"

His eyes widened, his dark red face filled with shock.

"Third brother, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Our theater troupe has only just reopened, and you're already opening a branch? Isn't that taking too big of a step?"

Although Tan Yunxiao has made a lot of money during this period, he is still the same old senior brother of the opera troupe who seeks stability at heart.

He never dared to even think about opening a branch office before.

Jiang Yichen remained calm.

"The steps are not big."

"The internet is buzzing right now, we need to capitalize on this wave of traffic."

"South City is too small to accommodate so many people. Besides, all my fellow disciples have returned now, so we have more than enough manpower."

"We'll open a branch in a busy area so that more people can see our shows."

Tan Yunxiao remained silent.

He scratched his bald head, carefully considering Jiang Yichen's words.

The theater is indeed packed every day now, and scalpers outside are driving up ticket prices to exorbitant levels, making it impossible for many genuinely interested audience members to get in.

"OK!"

Tan Yunxiao slapped his thigh suddenly, making up his mind.

"Third brother, I'll do whatever you say! If you say we should open it, then we should!"

"Leave the site selection to me. I know Beijing well; I'll go check it out in the next few days!"

Jiang Yichen nodded.

"The location needs to be large and easily accessible. Don't worry about money; we have enough funds in the account."

Tan Yunxiao grinned widely.

"Alright! Just you wait and see!"