Xu Qingyan commented on three articles in a row before stopping, doing it too obviously would make it easy to be discovered.
The manuscript had just been sent out for not long, and the effect had yet to be seen, there was still a wait. Usually, before a celebrityâs downfall, they are hit with negative news, internally called gearing up.
Itâs typically because the company doesnât intervene, almost giving up on the artist, that negative posts leak out. These types of purely flattering articles werenât considered negative posts.
Moreover, after impersonating the style of a fan club, Xu Qingyan rhythmically segmented and distributed the news release. Even if the staff came, they couldnât distinguish friend from foe.
After watching for a while, Xu Qingyan casually picked up the teacup on the dining table and took a sip.
On the highway, inside the nanny van.
Lin Chuan put down the thermos in his hand, wiped his mouth, and tiredness showed in his eyes. As his eyelids drooped slightly, he leveled his emotions little by little.
The agent in the front seat turned around and said to him.
âHang in there today for this appearance, you can rest for half a day tomorrow.â
âAlright,â Lin Chuan laughed, âIf I knew the Clone Technique, it would be great. Iâd create a whole Lin Chuan boy band and then have them fly around to perform in my place.â
The assistant laughed and said.
âBrother, youâd have to learn to shadow clone.â
âYeah, shadow cloning must be hard to learn,â Lin Chuan joked while he reached for his phone and looked down to see a file Xu Qingyan had sent.
The name was very simple, just two characters.
âBig Fishâ.
He looked at the time, three hours ago.
He was stunned for a moment and didnât directly open the file named Big Fish. Instead, he sent Xu Qingyan a voice message, apologizing for not replying in time.
The assistant beside him showed displeasure and complained.
âBrother, is that really necessary?â@@novelbin@@
âHuh?â Lin Chuan, just waking up, still felt confused, âNecessary for what?â
âI just feel like you care too much about that Xu Qingyan, heâs not some big shot.â The assistant pushed up his glasses, sounding somewhat resentful.
âItâs not like it was intentional, and besides, replying late to a message wouldnât be a big deal anyway, no need to apologize. Isnât he just good at writing songs? There are plenty of lyricists and composers these days.â
Hearing this, Lin Chuan frowned slightly and turned to look at his assistant.
âWhy should you only care about the big shots and not others?â
âWhat makes someone a big shot and someone else not? Should we be obsequious to the big shots and arrogantly disdainful to those who are not?â
The assistant felt guilty and lowered his head.
âBrother, I didnât mean thatâ¦â
Lin Chuan never spoke harshly but was very stubborn about principles. If he thought something wasnât right, he would argue until the other party conceded.
âThen what do you mean?â
âYou have done so much for that Xu Qingyan, but he seems to take it for granted.â The assistant didnât dare to look up, âSo ungrateful, even asking Brother Chuan for help with a part-time job for his sister.â
âItâs just⦠I feel itâs not worth it. It seems like Xu Qingyan is not someone who understands boundaries. Wasting favors on him is just a bitâ¦â
Lin Chuan didnât interrupt the assistant but quietly waited until he finished speaking.
âMaking friends is about being sincere. Since Iâve taken the initiative to befriend someone, if I start categorizing people into hierarchies, then sooner or later, Iâll be categorized too.â
âBeing calculating can backfire on a person. I get along well with Teacher Xu because of his talent. He trusts me enough to ask for my advice even on trivial matters, thatâs what friends do.â
The assistant felt even more embarrassed, but still stubbornly said.
âIf heâs so good at writing songs, why wonât he write one for you, Brother Chuan?â
âNow, thatâs where youâre wrong. Why should someone write you a song if you have no relationship with them?â The agent in the front seat turned around, joining the conversation.
âYouâve only known each other for a short while. Are you expecting him to bear his soul to you? When it comes to social niceties, itâs not about who goes first or last, itâs about reciprocation.â
Lin Chuan nodded and shook his phone screen, saying.
âBesides, how do you know Teacher Xu hasnât written a song for me? Here it is, isnât it?â
The assistant wasnât stubborn enough to lose his job over a few words. After being reprimanded, he just stopped talking back.
âWhat song?â The agent casually asked, not expecting much.
âDonât know, he just sent over a demo, havenât listened to it yet.â Lin Chuan opened the file, and with the poor signal on the highway and the darkness of the night outside the windowâ¦
After buffering for a while, the audio file finally finished downloading.
The intro was quiet, a melancholic piano solo, and one could tell it was played on an electronic keyboard. Yet even so, the inside of the van immediately fell silent.
The agentâs expression turned instantly serious, whipping his head around.
Lin Chuan was stunned for two seconds in his seat, and even the assistant, who had just been mocking Xu Qingyan, couldnât help but look up. The quality of a song was evident from the intro.
Everyone in the van, even the driver, had some understanding of music.
âSilent waves bury the night deeply, overflowing to the edge of the skyâ.
The song, sung by Xu Qingyan, began softly, with many breathy notes added despite the weak singing in the chorus. His singing skills werenât great, but he still managed to convey a gentle and ethereal feeling.
After a short section, the van was left with only the faint buzz of silence.
No one laughed at Xu Qingyanâs occasional breathy singing. Neither the agent nor Lin Chuan. They realized something at that moment, this song⦠was tailor-made for Lin Chuan.
The agent calmed himself down and said to Lin Chuan.
âGive it a try.â
âOkay.â
Lin Chuan too was so moved that he was at a loss for words, his thinking seemingly slow. The moment âBig Fishâ played, he trembled instantly.
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