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The area outside the security booth of the villas on the hillside in Xinghai City has now completely turned into a vegetable market.

The nanny vans were parked haphazardly, completely blocking the entrance and exit.

At the intersection behind, some nanny vans, having gotten wind of the situation, were frantically squeezing in this direction with their hazard lights flashing.

These top celebrities, who usually release hundreds of press releases to compete for the last spot on the red carpet, have all abandoned their idol image and are frantically vying to get into the wealthy neighborhood to work as cleaners.

"Captain, please make an exception! I'll just go in and mop the floor for Teacher Lin, is that alright?" Zhang Liang pounded on the iron gate in a panic.

Captain Zhang hastily wiped the white sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

He had worked in security for half his life and never dreamed of fighting such a lucrative battle.

The combined net worth of these people is probably enough to buy this entire wealthy neighborhood!

Lin Yan's lazy voice finally crackled through the walkie-talkie.

"Old Zhang, tell them that even if the Jade Emperor came today, I wouldn't have any dishes for him to wash."

Captain Zhang quickly pressed the call button, crying, "Mr. Lin, they absolutely refuse to leave! That old rock musician insists on unclogging your drains, he even brought a gas mask!"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Shen Qingqiu bursting into laughter.

"Find a piece of cardboard, write 'Closed this month, no visitors allowed,' and hang it directly on the iron gate," Lin Yan decisively gave the order.

"Anyone who dares to force their way in, call the police and say someone is trespassing. No matter who they are, we'll deal with them according to the rules. We don't tolerate this kind of bad behavior."

Upon receiving the order, Captain Zhang quickly rushed into the security booth and found an old cardboard box.

They tore off the cardboard, wrote large characters with a marker, and then tied it tightly to the most conspicuous position on the large iron gate with wire.

The once noisy crowd fell silent instantly.

Zhang Liang stared at the rough cardboard with its raw, unrefined feel, her face almost breaking down.

This is practically slapping a huge bag right in the face of these top celebrities!

"Gentlemen, take this carefully. Mr. Lin has announced that he will be taking a vacation this month."

With Lin Yan backing him up, Captain Zhang instantly straightened his back.

"If anyone tries to break in, I'll have to call 110."

Several music industry heavyweights stared at each other in bewilderment.

If anyone else dared to act so disrespectfully, they would have already had their PR team put them on the trending topics and tear them apart.

But the other party is Lin Yan!

That guy who can write five hit songs in one night and casually sing "The Actor" to send a washed-up nobody to the altar—that's a real monster!

"Fine! I'm going to go all out today. I'll sleep in my car and wait!"

Zhang Liang gritted her teeth, turned around, opened the car door, and got into the van.

The lead singer of Black Panther is also a ruthless person, he snorted coldly.

"You want to compete in cultivating immortality? Xiao Wang, go get me two cases of pickled cabbage instant noodles!"

The gates to the wealthy neighborhood outside the villa have completely set the stage for a protracted and escalating magical battle.

Inside the villa, Lin Yan tossed the walkie-talkie onto the coffee table and picked up the game controller again.

On the screen, a giant beast was swinging a greatsword at him. He flicked his fingers, dodged with a smooth roll, and then unleashed a combo that finished the beast off with a critical hit.

Shen Qingqiu slumped lazily in the sofa next to her, swirling a half-empty glass of red wine in her hand, observing this unconventional man with great interest.

"Any one of those people outside could easily bring in tens of millions for the studio. Aren't you going to fleece them like lambs to the slaughter?"

"Money is something you only need enough to get by."

Lin Yan didn't even look up, his gaze fixed on the screen.

"I signed up here to be a salted fish, not a donkey in the production team. I've used up my creative quota for this month, let's talk about it next month."

Shen Qingqiu took a sip of red wine and burst out laughing.

She really does fall for Lin Yan's stubborn and unyielding nature.

In this industry, who doesn't fawn over others and work themselves to the bone for a little bit of traffic and resources?

The contrast is so striking, it completely captivated her.

Just then, Lin Yan's phone started vibrating violently in his pocket.

Lin Yan took out his phone and scanned the screen, his brows furrowing slightly. The caller ID read: [Principal Chen Boping].

The former principal of Xinghai Academy of Arts was also the principal of the university he didn't finish attending.

Back when he went to Xingyao Entertainment to become a trainee and applied for a leave of absence, this stubborn old man pointed his finger at him and scolded him for being short-sighted and blind.

Lin Yan sighed and pressed the answer button.

"Oh, Lin Yan."

An old but strong voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of a cunning old fox trying to get close to him.

"Principal Chen, what are your instructions?" Lin Yan casually pressed pause on the game.

"I wouldn't dare accept such instructions! You're now the renowned Lin Dashen of the Chinese entertainment industry, you practically dominate the trending topics list."

Principal Chen coughed twice and then changed the subject, getting straight to the point.

"Hey, next week is graduation season, and our school is still way short of its enrollment KPI this year..."

"What does this have to do with me, someone who dropped out of school halfway through?" Lin asked calmly.

"It's okay! You're now the most outstanding graduate of Xinghai Arts School!"

Principal Chen's voice became noticeably louder.

"The art exam papers have been flying off the charts these past few years, and our school isn't getting any attention! With the number of applicants plummeting, this old man is so worried he's about to lose his last two strands of hair!"

"so?"

"The school is holding a graduation party next Wednesday, which will also be live-streamed online for recruitment purposes. You have to come back and support us!" Principal Chen began to exert his utmost effort.

"You can hum any song, anything, as long as you show your face, our school's enrollment quota for next year will absolutely explode!"

Lin Yan rubbed his temples: "Principal Chen, I'm very busy, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to find the time."

"Don't try to fool me!"

Old Chen unleashed his ultimate weapon: "Don't think I don't know your gluttonous nature! On the day of the party, I'll have the cafeteria chef go to the seafood market and get two hundred pounds of top-quality, fresh seafood! I'll also get three free-range sheep, and roast them whole over charcoal for you! How about that, impressive enough?"

Lin Yan's righteous words of refusal were instantly stuck in his throat.

He swallowed hard, his mind already conjuring up a vivid image of a whole roasted lamb sizzling with oil, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Beside her, Shen Qingqiu watched Lin Yan's Adam's apple bob suspiciously and couldn't help but roll her eyes in a beautiful way.

Absolutely!

A powerful figure who can stir up the entertainment industry with a single song was completely outmaneuvered by a barbecue! Who would believe it?!

"Let's make this clear first, I'm only responsible for going to eat... cough, I mean, I'm only responsible for showing my face and singing one song. I won't accept any other social engagements outside my circle." Lin Yan immediately sat up straight.

"It's a deal! Wednesday night at 7 PM, the center seat in the first row of the auditorium is reserved for you!"

Principal Chen, fearing that the donkey might change its mind, hung up the phone at lightning speed.

Lin Yan smacked his lips, still savoring the sound of the busy tone on his phone.

Shen Qingqiu elegantly swirled his wine glass: "The dignified Director Lin, are you really going back to your alma mater to do gigs and sing?"

"Whole roasted lamb, premium seafood, all-you-can-eat for free," Lin Yan replied with absolute confidence.

"I'll go too."

Shen Qingqiu slammed down her wine glass, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"Why are you going to join in the fun? It's just a small, run-down party at our school." Lin Yan glanced at her sideways.

"You, a national superstar, go there? Are you trying to steal my whole roasted lamb?"

Shen Qingqiu stood up, her long, straight legs striding closer, looking down at him with a condescending gaze.

"Get your bearings straight. I'm your boss. I'm going there to assess the students' professional skills firsthand. If I find any promising candidates, I'll sign them to the company, understand?"

"Whatever makes you happy."

Lin Yan shrugged indifferently.

"Don't forget to bring a large portable car refrigerator. We can pack up any leftover king crab and cook it for a late-night snack."