I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

She was finally starting to admire Chen Ya, realizing that the person who wrote the hit song was the same age as her.

“Okay, you’re great,” she said, awkwardly waving a finger in the air, “but you still can’t walk next to me in dress pants and sneakers.”

"Do you expect me to take them off and go barefoot?"

"Then I will get away from you even faster."

"You wouldn't want to be chased by a barefoot big man, would you?"

"You don't want to be arrested and taken to the police station, do you?"

"I concede."

……

The two chatted casually for a while and soon arrived at the vocal studio.

Jiang Xinhai borrowed the classroom effortlessly. Chen Ya walked to the piano, played a few notes, and said:

"With limited resources, I'll just play the general melody on the piano."

Jiang Xinhai stood beside her with his arms crossed, looking at her with annoyance.

She thought Chen Ya was joking.

She brought him here simply because there was a guitar and bass; she never imagined that Chen Ya could also play the piano.

Chen Ya sat down upright with his back straight. If you didn't look at the sneakers on his feet, his demeanor would still be the same.

Jiang Xinhai's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

His fingers touched the piano keys, and then a delicate melody flowed from his fingertips as an intro.

The leaping notes were like red beans falling into a plate, and then the tone became low.

The lyrics she had seen before, like fallen apricot blossoms, fell into her mind.

"I haven't had a chance to really experience it yet."

The climate in which snowflakes bloom.

We'll understand better if we tremble together.

What is gentleness?

I haven't even held your hand yet.

After crossing the barren sand dunes,

Perhaps from now on I will learn to cherish.

"May it last forever..."

After Chen Ya's fingers played a few legato notes on the piano keys, Jiang Xinhai knew that the chorus was about to begin.

She parted her cherry lips:

Sometimes, sometimes,

I believe everything has an end.

There is a time for meeting and a time for parting.

Nothing lasts forever…

Chen Ya quickly realized that she was actually singing along, and with a flick of his finger, he immediately switched from the melody to the accompaniment.

Thus, the sound of the zither and the sea merged perfectly, just like rainwater flowing into a river.

The melodious sounds of piano and singing drifted out of the classroom. It was noon, and there were hardly any people left in the teaching building. A few students, hearing the sounds, began to peek out.

But sometimes,

I'd rather choose to linger and not let go.

When all the scenery has been seen,

Perhaps you will stay with me and watch the gentle flow of time...

As Chen Ya played the piano, his eyes widened in surprise at Jiang Xinhai's voice.

When she sang the high notes, her voice was like blue and white porcelain, clear and crisp, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

From head to toe, her voice has an unpolished, youthful quality, but it is precisely this slightly shy and youthful quality that makes people yearn for it and want to cherish this unique voice even more.

So Chen Ya played the piano while breathing rapidly, and only then did he realize that his discerning eye had not misjudged the person.

Jiang Xinhai, whom I chose at first sight, is indeed like the original singer of this song in my previous life—a naturally gifted individual whom God personally sent to feed him.

Jiang Xinhai quickly calmed down.

She rediscovered the feeling she had when she sang the ending theme song of "The Noble Family" in the recording studio. She loved the feeling of being completely immersed in the music, with every cell in her body flowing with the rhythm.

Moreover, she also saw Chen Ya's expression while listening to the accompaniment.

She was pleased with the other person's undisguised shock.

He's been bragging ever since they met. He should have shown that expression a long time ago.

As Chen Ya played the last note on the piano, applause erupted outside the window.

The two looked back and realized that there were already more than a dozen people standing outside the vocal music classroom at noon.

Chen Ya composed himself and said, "I knew it. All I need to achieve success is you."

Jiang Xinhai combed the hair at his temples.

"If you can maintain this level of quality in your other songs, then you definitely have a chance."

Chen Ya smiled crookedly: "Among the 10 songs I prepared, this song is only of average to below average quality."

Jiang Xinhai narrowed his eyes.

He's starting to brag again.

Chapter 124 The True Top Star (Third Update, Seeking First Subscription)

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but complain, "He's not bragging. 'Red Bean' is indeed in the lower-middle tier of the entire album."

Xu Xiangxiao said, "Red Bean is really great, but the other songs are too strong."

He Ling laughed and said, "Don't blame Xin Hai. If someone like Zhi Chi, wearing a suit and sneakers, keeps saying he'll change the Chinese music scene, you'd all think he's just bragging."

Jiang Xinhai tossed his hair and said, "Yeah, think about it, especially if someone brings you a song like 'Red Bean' and tells you that it's only mediocre among the song titles they just randomly wrote down, how would you feel?"

Everyone chuckled to themselves.

That's outrageous, absolutely outrageous.

Anyone else who says "Red Bean" is of poor quality will be subjected to a barrage of criticism.

Only within arm's reach.

He certainly has the right to be arrogant.

To criticize Xin Hai for not recognizing a great talent back then, from today's perspective, is to be wise after the event.

If we didn't know the later fate of the album "Zhi Chi", no one would believe that "Red Bean", which is still widely sung today, doesn't even rank in the top five of the entire album.

They might not even make it into the top eight.

Qin Yunchu laughed and said, "I've never seen a music producer like this before, but I've seen a lot of people who scam investors. They make a PPT and start clamoring to enter the international market, talking about one or two small goals all the time. If I were Xinhai, I wouldn't even bother with Zhichi."

He Ling laughed: "It's all thanks to Xin Hai's good temper, otherwise how many more years would Zhi Chi have wasted in the music industry?"

While telling his story, Jiang Xinhai kept emphasizing the beauty of being so close at hand.

Therefore, it inevitably makes him appear somewhat arrogant.

He Ling and the others are all people with high emotional intelligence, so they all tried to help Jiang Xinhai, fearing that the mindless netizens might turn their attention from Jiang Xinhai to him instead of Jiang Xinhai.

Fortunately, their guidance was very successful; the live stream chat was flooded with comments, mostly filled with laughter.

"It's really not Xinhai's fault. I wouldn't believe it either if I were in his shoes."

"It's really scary to think about. If it weren't for Xinhai's good personality and the fact that she didn't treat Zhichi like a swindler and drive her away, would the Chinese music scene have lost a queen of pop?"

"I'm a little curious, how did someone like Zhichi end up with no money on him and having to borrow money for food?"

"Yes, didn't he already write 'Too Softhearted,' 'Forgetful Water,' and 'Sad Pacific Ocean' at that time?"

Xiao Chuchu's reporter team also saw these comments on the screen, and he saw them through a note. Xiao Chuchu quickly followed up with questions:

"Ms. Jiang Xinhai, I saw some netizens asking why Zhichi, although not exactly a success, was at least somewhat famous at the time, and didn't even have money for lunch?"

He considered his words carefully, then said, "Is it because your description was exaggerated, or... does he like to freeload?"

The audience at the press conference burst into laughter.

Even the host couldn't help but laugh, momentarily forgetting to control the situation.

Jiang Xinhai smiled and said, "It's no wonder you're so confused. Actually, I was also very confused. If he hadn't been so unkempt back then, I wouldn't have had such a hard time believing him, especially since he's already the author of three best-selling songs."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I didn't ask at first because, as everyone knows, I'm not the kind of person who pays much attention to my appearance. Maybe it's because I've always been told I'm beautiful, so I'm very confident. Zhichi is quite handsome too, and I subconsciously assumed he was like me..."

"Later I found out that the deeper reason was that Zhichi had offended someone and was in a very bad situation, almost disappearing from the music scene. He really didn't have a single penny at that time."

At this point, Wang Feng, who was sitting to the side, suddenly coughed lightly.

Jiang Xinhai looked at him, and Wang Feng said, "Xinhai, you're not talking about that matter, are you?"

Jiang Xinhai blinked, and both of them simultaneously received the answer from each other's eyes.

Wang Feng suddenly became terrified.

“Xinhai, stop, stop talking... This matter is over, and the person involved has already retired from the entertainment industry. Let bygones be bygones.”

Jiang Xinhai nodded and said, "I don't plan to mention this matter. It wasn't the point to begin with. All you need to know is that Zhichi was penniless at the time and had a loan of two million yuan, so he relied on me for everything, from food and clothing to shelter and necessities."

Everyone was somewhat shocked upon hearing this.

Two million back then had much greater purchasing power than two million today.

Wang Feng asked in a low voice, "Xinhai, may I ask, what is the relationship between Zhichi and...that person?"

Jiang Xinhai said, "That person once said that Zhichi was his benefactor, guide, inspiration and arranger, so he wrote Zhichi's name in the album's special thanks."

Wang Feng gasped and said, "So, back then, that person... was only able to..."

“Yes.” Jiang Xinhai nodded, then took a sip of water. “Not many people know the inside story; besides me, there are only a few others.”

Wang Feng nodded, then fell silent.

Everyone was completely confused by what the two were saying.

What exactly are they talking about?

Xu Xiangxiao asked, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by retiring from the entertainment industry?"

Wang Feng shut his mouth and entered a meditative state like an old monk.

He made up his mind never to talk about this matter again.

Xu Xiangxiao looked at Jiang Xinhai with suspicion, wanting to know something from her.

Jiang Xinhai also changed the subject, saying, "Xiang Xiao entered the industry a little later than me, so she probably doesn't know about that top star who suddenly appeared and stirred up a storm back then, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't know. Let me continue talking about Zhichi."

Xu Xiangxiao nodded helplessly, while the reporters below began to whisper among themselves, all trying to glean some information from the other party.

On the second floor of the press conference room, Qin Yaoyang, who was sitting in a chair watching the scene, placed a cigar on the table.

The person next to him said casually and cheerfully, "I know who it is."

"Who?" Qin Yaoyang glanced at him.

Qin Yaoyang knew that the person beside him was truly the most influential person of all, so it wasn't surprising that he knew some secrets.

The man shrugged easily and said, "He sang very well and was very popular. I even drank with him. But later he was boycotted by the entire Chinese music scene, so he retired from the industry."

The man suddenly said, "If Zhichi is also connected with this person, then I really admire Zhichi now."

Qin Yaoyang suddenly realized who he was talking about.

"Is it Daolang?"

Jiang Xinhai said, "I rented an apartment in Chuntian Mingyuan next to the school. According to my requirements, the whole apartment needed to be soundproof, and there was a large living room that could fit a band. When I went there after class, he had already moved in the electronic keyboard and drum set..."