She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

For the remaining few days, Shen Tang stayed in her dormitory and started writing songs. She wrote down all the songs in her mind that were suitable for this era.

Since we can't stay in the performing arts troupe any longer, we should find a way to expand and strengthen it. With Lin Manni as the major shareholder, everything will be easier.

A few days later, Shen Tang officially received the notification—

She was expelled from the performing arts troupe.

Zhao Wenjing and Zhou Nan held her hands, their faces full of reluctance.

Zhou Nan cried so much that her eyes were swollen.

"Why are you crying? I'm not locked up in jail. If this place doesn't want me, there are plenty of other places that will. When I make it big, I won't forget you all," Shen Tang said with a smile.

"Shen Tang, Qin Zheng said he wants you to design a few more styles for him when you have time. I told him to give you more money," Zhou Nan said, her eyes red.

Shen Tang hugged her. "How are things between you and Qin Zheng? Are you getting married?"

Zhou Nan said somewhat shyly, "Yes, he said that in a few days, both sets of parents will meet to discuss the wedding."

"Congratulations in advance!" Shen Tang said with a smile.

She looked at Zhao Wenjing again, and said with concern, "Wenjing, you..."

"Zhang Dawei and I are doing fine, don't worry," Zhao Wenjing said with a smile.

Shen Tang originally wanted to say a few more words of advice, but then thought better of it and decided against it.

Everyone has their own cause and effect.

Shen Tang left their address, saying, "Come visit me when you have time."

Li Meihua and several other members stood under a big tree downstairs.

Seeing Shen Tang come downstairs, Li Meihua sneered:

"Ha, he was still fired. Poor Commander Huo."

Shen Tang put his luggage on the bicycle and didn't want to talk to her.

But Li Meihua had no intention of letting her go.

Li Meihua took a step forward, blocking Shen Tang's path, a smile playing on her lips:

"I don't know what she's up to. I heard she's even going to take the college entrance exam. The daughter of a murderer can't even find a job."

Shen Tang stopped, put his hand on the bicycle handlebars, and turned to look at her.

"Li Meihua, do you think that if I get fired, Huo Xiuyuan will choose you?"

Li Meihua's smile froze for a moment. "Whether he chooses me or not, it's definitely not going to be between you two!"

"It's not like we're none of your business. I suggest you mind your own business!"

Shen Tang pushed the cart forward.

"you......"

Before Li Meihua could speak, two staff members walked over from behind her.

"Li Meihua, we received a report that you hired someone to commit assault. Come with us now for investigation."

"I...I didn't! You must have made a mistake!" Li Meihua cried out.

"Are you kidding me? Come with us and you'll see."

Li Meihua suddenly turned to look at Shen Tang, "Shen Tang—did you get me into this mess?"

Let's go!

Two officers grabbed her arms and took her away.

Shen Tang rode her bicycle out of the yard.

The matter of Li Meihua hiring someone to injure Chen Zhongyi cannot be left unresolved.

She deserves to be punished.

When Shen Tang arrived at the courtyard gate, Lin Manni and Song Cheng'an were already waiting there.

She smiled and said, "Let's begin our grand undertaking!"

Shen Tang looked behind her and said with surprise:

"Has all the equipment arrived?"

Lin Manni smiled and nodded, "We've arrived."

Song Cheng'an came over and helped Shen Tang take her luggage off the bicycle, then carried it on his shoulder.

"I'll carry you inside," Song Cheng'an said as he walked into the house.

Lin Manni glanced at him and laughed, "He's always showing off his muscles."

Shen Tang had no time to look at the muscles; the equipment in front of her was more attractive than the muscles.

These will all turn into real money in the future.

A tape recorder, a mixing console, and two pairs of monitor speakers—not top-of-the-line, but sufficient for the initial stage.

Lin Manni stood beside her, arms crossed, looking at her: "How is it? Is it enough?"

Shen Tang squatted in front of the equipment, gently turning the knobs on the mixing console, her eyes shining, treating it like a precious treasure.

Lin Manni stood behind her, watching her squatting on the ground touching the equipment, and couldn't help but chuckle:

"You're acting like you're scavenging for gold."

"This is gold," Shen Tang said, turning around. "With these devices, gold will flow right into our pockets."

Lin Manni smiled and said, "I believe you."

Shen Tang stood up and said, "We also need a working recording studio. It needs to be soundproof and there can't be any echoes."

"I've decided to turn the room on the east side of this yard into a recording studio," Shen Tang said, looking at Lin Manni.

"Okay, you decide," Lin Manni said.

Song Cheng'an came out of the house, and Lin Manni said to him:

"Handsome, could you please carry all this equipment inside?"

Song Cheng'an raised an eyebrow, picked up the ornament, and walked into the house.

"Be careful, don't bump into anything." Shen Tang quickly went over to help him up.

Song Cheng'an smiled at her, "I knew you cared about me."

"What are you thinking? I'm talking about the equipment! If you dare to bump into it, I'll beat you up."

"How do we beat him up?" Song Cheng'an asked, leaning closer.

"roll!"

Shen Tang rolled her eyes. This whiny look really did resemble some male celebrities.

Shen Tang walked into the empty room on the east side. The room was not small, the ceiling was high enough, and the walls were made of solid bricks. The soundproofing was better than she had imagined.

However, there is a lot of work to be done. The windows must be sealed shut, and a thick layer of velvet cloth must be pasted on the outside.

Lin Manni leaned against the door frame: "Make a list of what you need, and I'll have someone buy it."

"Okay." Shen Tang took out a notebook from his pocket, wrote a few lines, tore off a piece and handed it to her, "Sound-absorbing cotton, thick carpet, velvet, and this door needs to be replaced too."

Lin Manni took the note, glanced at it, folded it, and stuffed it into her pocket: "Everything should be in place by the morning after tomorrow."

Shen Tang nodded and looked at Song Cheng'an, "I've written a few songs, would you like to sing them?"

Song Cheng'an followed Shen Tang into the main room, frowning as he looked at the musical score in front of him.

"I don't recognize it, and I don't understand it."

"If you don't understand it, just learn it; it's not difficult."

"You'll teach me?" Song Cheng'an looked up at Shen Tang, his eyes sparkling again.

"Stop," Shen Tang said coldly, "Don't try to charm me, I'm an insulator."

"What is that?" Song Cheng'an asked in confusion.

Shen Tang glanced at him, then suddenly felt something was missing. "Huh? Where's Song Zhiyi? Why didn't she come?"

"He's had too much to drink, he's going to sleep!" Song Cheng'an said.

Shen Tang smiled helplessly; rich young ladies are just so carefree.

Three days later, the recording studio was ready.

After the windows were sealed off, the room became much darker. When the lights were turned on, the light was concentrated in the center of the room, like a small stage.

Shen Tang placed the mixing console against the wall, put the tape recorder on the table next to it, placed the monitor speakers on both sides, covered the entire floor with carpet, and neatly pasted the sound-absorbing cotton in the corners of the wall.

Shen Tang sat down behind the mixing console, turned on the power, and several indicator lights on the machine lit up one after another.

She picked up the listening earpiece, put it on, and gently tapped the microphone; a crisp sound came from the earpiece.

She took off her headphones and turned to look at Song Cheng'an standing at the door:

"Come in and try recording a song."

Song Cheng'an walked in and stood in front of the microphone.