Chapter 476 - Chapter 476: Miss Bai 188, have a good meal_1

Chapter 476: Miss Bai 188, have a good meal_1

Now, Yan Lu’s songs are more popular than she is.

In the current entertainment industry, few are serious about making music; only some old predecessors are. Although Yan Lu became famous because of three songs, the songs themselves have far surpassed her in popularity.

Many people know these few songs but don’t recognize Yan Lu.

The quality of the three songs is too high, particularly in the mixed bag that is the music industry; both the composition and the arrangement are worthy of being called hall-of-fame level.

Everyone knows that the arranger is Jian Zhongyou, but Jian isn’t only skilled at arranging—he’s even more famous for his compositions. He is one of the current top ten composers, and his works like “Autumn Peace,” “Hometown Sounds,” “Cangshan’s White Snow,” and others are widely circulated.

Netizens unfamiliar with this type of traditional musician only found out about Jian Zhongyou’s influence after he became a hot topic. With his status as a hall-of-fame level composer yet arranging for another composer, everyone is speculating about who this Bai Jian could be.

However, aside from a Weibo account, the person has not revealed any information, and although there are no secrets in the entertainment industry, even insiders do not know Bai Jian’s identity.

Just like the initial days of Jian Zhongyou.

Seeing the WeChat page for a second, the serious castle profile picture, and the straightforward WeChat name, his manager’s first thought was of Yan Lu’s composer.

“I don’t know,” Mei Yi said, eyes and brows lowered as he clicked to accept the friend request, giving it only a moment’s thought, “But it should be Miss Bai.”

He was easygoing, with sharp, handsome features, and his eyes shone like the divine under the light.

Mei Yi’s manager also paused, then realized, “Right, you said you wanted to add Miss Bai on WeChat during the recording. Even the boss of Time Entertainment doesn’t know who the composer is, how could they add you?”

He looked down, and saw Mei Yi had sent a message asking if she was Bai Lian.

The other party replied with a “1,” and Mei Yi added a note.

Then, he politely typed a line—

[The show will air at the end of March.]

“But on the other hand,” the manager rubbed his hands, looking at Mei Yi’s phone screen, then suddenly said, “Miss Bai also has the surname ‘Bai,’ the same as that composer. Even the online name is the same.”

**

Across the street.

Jiang Fulai’s ride was a four-seater car, and this little road beside the school had many street vendors at night, generating some foot traffic. Jiang Fulai parked beside a road under construction.

Dressed in a white shirt with a thin sweater over it, strands of hair falling over his forehead, his expression exceptionally cold, he stood under a streetlight making a phone call.

“Mr. Mao Kun has invested 5 million in cash, Miss Bai, your technology evaluation is for 3 million in cash, party C is the Chen Family, Mr. Xiaoqi is the executor, and the supervisory board…” Chi Yundai was detailing the content to Bai Lian, “I’ve discussed the management structure with them; all is in order.”

While he was still talking, he saw Jiang Fulai approaching, and Chi Yundai fell silent.

Bai Lian also lowered her head as Jiang Fulai said something to the person on the other side of the phone, then hung up.

“Young Master Jiang, I’ve returned to find Miss Bai and the third young master,” Chi Yundai walked over.

Xu Nanjing was secondary.

Jiang Fulai gave him a glance without commenting on his sudden appearance in Xiangcheng, merely grunting in acknowledgment, not adding more.

Usually, if nothing as outrageous as last time had happened, and Jiang Xijue was willing to let go, Jiang Fulai often wouldn’t interfere too much.

He always treasured every minute and second; after Jiang Xijue could stand on his own, few things could pull him away from his experiments and research.

Chi Yundai exhaled in relief; he stood watching Bai Lian sit in the front passenger seat. Her phone automatically connected to Bluetooth, and Jiang Fulai slowly drove away.

Not until the car mingled with the crowd did Chi Yundai raise his eyebrows slightly and head towards the milk tea shop.

Miss Bai really was suitable to deflect hostilities.

As for the Miss Bai who was fit to deflect hostilities, she was in the car playing back the original audio. Accustomed to listening to the audio, she discussed with Jiang Fulai about the proposal she had talked over with Ning Xiao today, “She’s always busy.”

She was talking about Yang Lin.

Jiang Fulai turned right, having no impression of others besides “hard rock.”

But he could always grasp the key points in Bai Lian’s conversations, commenting, “You’re always busy too.”

“I was talking about Yang Lin,” Bai Lian lazily lowered the car window a bit, not admitting to his statement, “I only immerse myself in academic influence every day; I’m not as busy as you. Jiang Xiaoniao said you spend twenty-five hours out of twenty-four in the lab each day.”

She didn’t remember at all her activities from street racing, to recording variety shows for Yan Lu, to the traditional medicine shop, and then Chi Yundai looking for her today.

Jiang Fulai silently reflected. He hadn’t even considered the exam problems he had worked through since his senior high school days.