Ye Xingguang drank two bowls, the rest was all snapped up by Xiao Mi Hu.
After drinking till she belched, Xiao Mi Hu patted her stomach satisfactorily, âIt was simply delicious. Thereâs something special about a chicken raised for five years. I decide to come for chicken soup every day from now on. As for losing five pounds, this great goal can wait until I am well-fed.â
After wiping her mouth, Xiao Mi Hu saw that Ye Xingguang had opened the music chart on her phone and was listening to the songs. She excitedly shrieked, âSoulmate, do you also like listening to Ling Hanâs music? I must recommend this to you. The songs in Ling Hanâs new album are extremely beautiful.â
âReally?â
âAbsolutely, Iâm not lying to you. Her new album has been released for less than a week and itâs already climbed the music charts. Everyone around me says itâs fantastic. Ling Han is definitely going to be a hit this time, even the mysterious composer of her new album, Xia Qiongqiong, is gaining fame. Everyone wants to know who Xia Qiongqiong is!â
âXia Qiongqiong is my best friend.â Ye Xingguang casually stated.
âWhat?â Xiao Mi Hu almost jumped up in excitement, seized Ye Xingguangâs arm and said, âI want Xia Qiongqiongâs autograph and a photo with her too.â
âI canât do that, Xia Qiongqiong has alreadyâ¦â Initially, she wanted to say that Xia Qiongqiong had passed away, but sheâd just recovered from an illness and didnât want to say anything inauspicious.
âWhat happened to Xia Qiongqiong?â
âNothing really.â
âAh, soulmate, donât be such a killjoy. You have no idea. Xia Qiongqiongâs music has pushed Ling Hanâs new song above Xia Yanyanâs. For years, Xia Yanyan has consistently topped the music charts, but this time she has been usurped by Ling Han. Finally, her long-standing reign has been broken. Haha, my goddess does not disappoint!â
Ye Xingguang had also seen the music chart and was in high spirits. She had said that she would show Xia Yanyan how Xia Qiongqiong was in no way inferior to her. Now, Xia Yanyan must be furious, right?
Xia Yanyan was indeed quite angry after seeing the music chart.
What kind of bad luck was she going through this year? She was constantly overshadowed by Ye Xingguangâs White Lotus, and now even in her area of expertise â the music field, she was being outshone by Ling Han.
Ling Hanâs new album had been released just a week ago and had already seized the top spots on all charts, leaving her behind.
What annoyed her the most was that every song in Ling Hanâs new album had been composed by Xia Qiongqiong!
Several music critics had already acclaimed Xia Qiongqiong as the most mysterious yet golden composer of the year. Many singers had offered sky-high prices to buy Xia Qiongqiongâs music, but no one knew where to buy it from.
Ye Li sat beside her, coaxing in a low voice, âXia, donât be angry. After all, it is because of the old master Guâs promotion. If not for his financial and resource support, and inviting the golden lyricist, how could those songs be compared to yours?â
Xia Yanyan vented her frustration, âYou know that old master Gu is promoting Ling Hanâs new album. Why canât you bring more people to promote my new album as well? Look at what the music critics are saying. They say my songs are always the same, with no innovation or breakthrough. They say Iâm losing my touch!â@@novelbin@@
Every singer has their own style. Thatâs her style, her fans love it, and theyâre willing to pay for it. Why should she change it? Why should she break through or innovate?
How many people have tried to change their style, only to end in failure and disliked by their fans?