Get the perfect music system at the start

On my phone, I could clearly see the discussions in the live stream, with all sorts of messages.

However, regarding the issue of firsthand information, she still said, "If someone is selling songs, please don't buy them. After obtaining the author's permission, I will publish them on my platform. You can listen to them when you want, but please don't be scammed."

As soon as he finished speaking, a lot of comments appeared in the live stream saying, "Miss Yingzi, you've misunderstood me."

Pu Sihan didn't explain further, but simply chuckled and said, "Alright, that's all for today's live stream. Thank you for watching, goodbye."

After a brief interaction lasting a few seconds, he ended the live stream.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted to Xu Fan. Unlike their previous eye contact, which was unintentional then, this time she looked at him intently.

She wanted to see if the man she was meeting was the same man she had always known.

But looking around, nothing seems to have changed, except that they seem to care about me a little more. Well, actually, it's not really caring; it's more like they're starting to get used to my presence.

In any case, this seems like good news.

She stood up, looked at Xu Fan, and walked towards him.

Xu Fan was taken aback, then looked at Pu Sihan and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Pu Sihan stuck out her tongue and said, "Don't worry, I won't eat you."

Xu Fan chuckled and said, "I'd rather you eat me."

Pu Sihan was taken aback, then looked at Xu Fan and said, "You... really think so?"

Xu Fan was stunned by Pu Sihan's words, because Pu Sihan continued, "If that's the case, then I'll eat you up."

Xu Fan felt there was something hidden in those words, and something seemed strange about them. He was incredibly conflicted. Looking at Pu Sihan's helpless expression, he shook his head and said, "Stop messing around, okay?"

Xu Fan meant the fans' reaction.

She said quietly, "It sounds beautiful."

Xu Fan asked in confusion, "I didn't ask you what you thought of the song, I asked you if your fans liked it?"

Pu Sihan said earnestly, "I like it. They all say it sounds great."

Xu Fan found himself having nothing more to say, so he nodded and said, "In that case, there's no problem."

Looking at Xu Fan, Pu Sihan asked with some confusion, "No, what do you mean? It sounds like the conversation is over and I should leave."

Xu Fan looked at Pu Sihan with a puzzled expression and asked, "Aren't you leaving? Are you going to stay for dinner?"

Pu Sihan said earnestly, "If you invite me, I have no objection whatsoever. If I could have a bowl of fried rice with egg, I think I would not only have no objection, but I would also be extremely grateful."

Xu Fan coughed lightly, and after looking at Pu Sihan's topic, said, "What I mean is, there's nothing wrong now."

I said to Pu Sihan, "Yes, that gives you some time to cook."

Xu Fan: "..."

I was utterly speechless, but seemed to have no other choice. The reality, seemingly unbearable, was a brutal slap in the face. Especially a hard slap to the face.

Xu Fan glanced downstairs; the kitchen was on the first floor.

With that one move... another three hundred dollars gone.

He turned to look at Pu Sihan and finally nodded, saying, "You've helped me out today, so your fried rice is on me."

After saying that, Xu Fan prepared to go downstairs, but Pu Sihan stuck out her tongue and said, "You made your own fried rice, but you talk like you're eating at someone else's house and treating them."

Xu Fan felt helpless, unable to express the bitterness in his heart.

But the fact is, it seems that we can't skip this meal today, no matter what.

Fortunately, I have an opportunity today that I haven't used yet, so I can take it out and give it to Pu Sihan.

After hearing Pu Sihan's words, Xu Fan was speechless; some things were simply inexplicable.

Xu Fan went downstairs and into the kitchen.

Pu Sihan was like a kitten, looking around aimlessly, trying to find some clues about herself in Xu Fan's room, but as time went on, he couldn't find a single thing.

For a moment, my heart was still filled with regret.

Thinking about the song Xu Fan had just sung, she couldn't help but hum along. She walked over to the computer and subconsciously clicked on the music accompaniment that Xu Fan hadn't turned off.

The accompaniment was very nice, and he saw the lyrics on the desktop, then couldn't help but hum along.

Before long, Xu Fan finished cooking the fried rice and happily served it up. But then he heard his own song and asked curiously, "What? You want to sing? Do you want me to teach you?"

Pu Sihan said, "If I could, of course I would."

Xu Fan smiled slightly, put down the fried rice, and said, "Eat quickly."

Pu Sihan took the song, feeling incredibly happy. Looking at Xu Fan's back, he said, "Netizens all want to hear your song. I'm wondering if I should put it back on the Kawashima Music platform."

Xu Fan shook his head and said, "I haven't even gone to the recording studio to record yet."

Pu Sihan said, "Actually, what happened in the live stream just now was pretty good. But I have a recording here."

Xu Fan was taken aback for a moment and said, "It seems you were prepared all along."

Pu Sihan smiled and said, "Looks like you've seen through me."

Xu Fan was helpless, but faced with this problem, he seemed to have no choice but to agree, since it was indeed a good thing.

However, he still instructed, "Uploading is fine, but please don't upload my photos."

Pu Sihan felt there was absolutely no problem with this issue.

Anyway, what her fans want to hear is Xu Fan's songs, not Xu Fan himself. Well, countless people are curious about Xu Fan's appearance, but perhaps hiding it like this makes it easier to gain fans.

For her, the purpose of doing these things was certainly not just to simply greet everyone and upload an English song.

More importantly, he could tell that fans really liked Xu Fan's songs, and who knows, this famous director might soon become a real internet celebrity.

Thinking about all this, Pu Sihan happily agreed, then looked at Xu Fan and said, "The food tastes as good as ever today. Can I see how you cook?"

Xu Fan shook his head and said, "No."

Shaking your head means there's no chance, but the following sentence sounds very certain.

Pu Sihan stuck out her tongue and quickly started eating. For whatever reason, she seemed to have had a pretty good day. For some reason, she felt a surge of hatred, or rather, anger, towards the man named Liu Tianyuan.

Of course, Xu Fan had no idea that Pu Sihan was trying to find a solution, nor would he bother to guess or want to know.

After Pu Sihan finished eating, Xu Fan looked at the door and said, "It's getting late, let's go back quickly."

Pu Sihan looked at Xu Fan, frowned, and thought for a long time before nodding and saying, "You're right, then let's do it this way."

After saying that, she stood up, flicked her hand, and left Xiaozhou Hotel.

Xu Fan didn't try to track her down or do anything outrageous; he just stared at Pu Sihan with some annoyance and then shook his head.

No need for that; this is what a good personality should be like.

After Pu Sihan left, Xu Fan quickly logged onto Weibo to see if his song had been uploaded. After all, his beautiful voice, despite not having appeared in public, should be a major selling point on Weibo, and with Pu Sihan's strong recommendation, it should have been effective.

But when he looked at his phone and shook his head, it proved that reality often unfolds when you're at a loss.

There wasn't a single message on Weibo, not even a ripple.

Xu Fan looked at Weibo and sighed helplessly.

It was truly frustrating. He had thought that Pu Sihan's traffic should be good, and maybe she could really bring something out of the song. Could it be that this song was not good?

But in the blink of an eye, not a single item is right. If it were because the song was bad, I wouldn't have had that kind of illusion today. After all, so many people say it's good, very good, and the viewers in the live stream must be genuine.

Thinking about this, Xu Fan suddenly felt a little dazed, but also helpless. It seemed that he had no choice but to accept reality. No matter what the reason, he had not become famous today. That was reality.

Frustrated and annoyed, Xu Fan turned off his phone and lay on the bed pondering the next question.

The next day, Xu Fan did not open for business. Although he had reached an agreement with the system, he decided to postpone the reopening until the film editing was completed.

Right now, editing and music are the most important things to him.

So, when Xu Fan woke up the next day, the first thing he did was call Xiang Liangcai to confirm the exact location of the music studio before driving there.

Before long, Xu Fan saw a boundless and beautiful landscape, and the group was completely captivated by the place.

And it was here that the legendary music studio was built, which was introduced to Liangcai.

When Xu Fan arrived, Xiang Liangcai and his friends were already standing outside, ready to greet him. They were all dressed in suits and looked very formal.

Xu Fan felt a little uncomfortable with this welcoming scene. Why did he always feel like he was about to marry a bride?

But in any case, now that we've met, let's get to work.

Xiang Liangcai led a group of people up and looked at Xu Fan, saying, "Director Xu, you've finally arrived."

Xu Fan asked curiously, "Are you complaining that I'm too slow?"

Xiang Liangcai quickly replied, "How could I dare? I just couldn't wait."

The people around him were the same; nine out of ten didn't recognize Xu Fan, but they still bowed and said, "Director Xu, are you ready?"

These were all things that Xiang Liangcai had mentioned and instructed. Xu Fan looked at the huge room and was momentarily dazed, feeling that something was wrong. Dian Na, however, didn't think too much about it and simply said, "Let's go straight to the recording studio."

Xiang Liangcai said, "This way, please."

After speaking, Xiang Liangcai and the others led Xu Fan into the recording studio without asking too many questions. Xiang Liangcai then introduced, "These people are all very outstanding film creators, and every piece of equipment here is a top-of-the-line version customized from abroad, so there is absolutely no need to worry about the sound quality."

Xu Fan nodded and said, "Not bad, this is the place, and it has a lot of charm, it's quite nice."

Xu Fan praised them earnestly, then turned around and looked at the group, saying, "Um, if it's convenient, please don't go in. You don't need to worry about the equipment in the recording studio; I'll handle everything here."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Liangcai was completely stunned.

Other staff members explained, "Director Xu, it's not that we don't want to let you have your way, but given the current situation, there are many things I'm worried you might not understand, so I'll stay and help you."

Xu Fan shook his head and said, "There's no need for that. I usually record alone. If you need a certain amount of money, I can give it to you directly."

These words cut off all their escape routes. Everyone knew that it was hopeless for them to hear what was going on today. Just then, Xu Fan continued, "There is another main reason. Before the movie is released, I must maintain complete secrecy. If the electric oil heater has already been released by now, I would welcome your assistance."

This statement made it clear to everyone that there was no hope of hearing Xu Fan sing today, so they had no choice but to agree and leave the recording studio.

Xu Fan walked into the recording studio. Although he knew nothing about it, the system knew everything. Every time he touched a piece of equipment, the system would exclaim in surprise. After touching one of the pieces, Xu Fan was completely shocked.

Every piece of musical equipment was top-of-the-line; no wonder the other person seemed a little reluctant to see me looking like that—it really was because the equipment was so expensive.

Xu Fan casually chatted with the equipment and systems. After a long time, the system suddenly appeared in his palm, looked at Xu Fan, and said, "Get ready, shall we start recording?"

Xu Fan was taken aback for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Weren't you going to give it to me directly?"

"You're dreaming."