Chapter Sixty-Four: The Show Has Become Interesting

Qian Youlai worked quickly. Half an hour after hanging up the phone, Chen Fang received a notification of a deposit in his bank account. Five million meant nothing to Qian Youlai; it was as insignificant as five hundred.

“System, purchase ‘East Wind Breaks’.”

“Purchase complete. The full lyrics and score of ‘East Wind Breaks’ have been issued.”

In the next instant, the entire song was forced into Chen Fang’s mind.

Perfect! With the song in hand, Chen Fang finally felt at ease.

“Host.”

The system suddenly spoke.

Chen Fang was in a good mood now, so he found the system much more agreeable. “What is it?”

“This is the last time.”

“The next time you commission a song, I won’t give you a chance to bargain.”

Upon hearing this, the smile vanished from Chen Fang’s lips.

“We’re family; there’s no need to draw lines between us. You and I are symbiotic now—why distinguish between you, me, and him? What’s yours is mine.” Chen Fang tried to play the emotional card.

The system let out a very human-like, cold laugh. “I can choose another host.”

Wait a minute! Chen Fang distinctly remembered that the system had previously said it would serve only him. “System, you said before you would only serve me.”

If the system had forgotten, Chen Fang was more than willing to remind it.

“In principle, I do only serve you.”

“But if my host is a pauper, I definitely won’t waste time on you.”

“This system can forcibly unbind, though it will come at a cost.”

The system wanted Chen Fang to recognize a simple fact.

Chen Fang needed it.

Not the other way around.

After all, there were travelers in other worlds too.

There were bound to be travelers who earned more than Chen Fang.

Chen Fang was silent.

He’d thought that being a transmigrator meant the system was exclusive to him, but after all this, it turned out he wasn’t the system’s only choice.

After a moment, Chen Fang suddenly realized something. “I might be a pauper, but you’re a pauper of a system too. Why else would a single song cost me one hundred million? We’re both broke—neither of us should look down on the other. We’re the perfect pair of poor partners.”

System: ?

“Go die somewhere.”

The system cursed at Chen Fang and vanished.

It lost its composure!

Someone’s flustered!

No—something’s flustered! The system is!

Chen Fang chuckled indifferently. He was only teasing, but he hadn’t expected the system to understand human emotions so well—it could even curse.

“Fatty, aren’t you curious what kind of contract this is?”

Chen Fang waved the contract in his hand.

Pang Tong glanced at it and really wasn’t interested.

Chen Fang was now an artist.

It was probably some endorsement contract.

Pang Tong had absolutely no interest in such things; he’d rather spend his time watching videos of beautiful women. Short skirts and black stockings—what could be more enticing?

Chen Fang gave a mysterious smile.

Forget it! He’d keep it from Fatty for now.

When he appeared on the dating reality show, Fatty would see him on TV at home.

Chen Fang gave a quick greeting, washed up, and went back to his room.

After writing the lyrics and score of “East Wind Breaks” on paper, Chen Fang finally lay down and drifted off to sleep.

The next day.

Chen Fang was still asleep when Pang Tong woke first.

Maybe it was the guilt from sneaking a few skewers last night, but Pang Tong felt he had to intensify his workout today.

After breakfast.

Chen Fang called Xi Yuanyuan, telling her not to contact the “Let’s Fall in Love Together” production team, since Tong Qin had already taken care of everything. He also told her he’d be recording at the company today and asked if she’d like to come.

Ever since Xi Dong and Liu Ke met Chen Fang, they couldn’t wait for Xi Yuanyuan to spend more time at the company, so she’d have more opportunities to interact with Chen Fang.

Clearly.

Xi Dong and Liu Ke were very approving of Chen Fang as a prospective son-in-law.

But Xi Yuanyuan was troubled.

She had no intention of getting married.

Admittedly, she felt a spark for Chen Fang, but it was just a spark—nothing close to the level of marriage.

“If I’d known, I would have stuck to saying I was a lesbian.”

Xi Yuanyuan sighed.

After all, she was flesh and blood from Ms. Liu Ke. Surely her own mother wouldn’t beat her to death?

...

At the entrance to Future Stardom Company.

Chen Fang and Xi Yuanyuan arrived at the same time.

“You’re quick,” Chen Fang greeted.

Xi Yuanyuan smiled awkwardly. For some reason, seeing Chen Fang made her uneasy.

Chen Fang was a little suspicious.

This woman was acting strange today.

But.

He didn’t think much of it.

They walked side by side into the company, attracting many glances.

Xi Yuanyuan’s looks were striking, enough to debut as an artist herself, but her family background was so privileged that she didn’t need to enter the entertainment industry’s murky waters—she could pursue whatever she wanted.

As for Chen Fang, there was little need to elaborate.

A handsome man.

The two together were dazzling.

Some within the company quietly shipped Chen Fang and Xi Yuanyuan as a couple.

A manager.

An artist.

Together every day—who knows, they might really get together.

“They look so good together. If only I had Xi Yuanyuan’s face.”

“I heard her family is loaded. She’s a manager just for fun.”

“Rich and beautiful—she could win over Chen Fang in seconds.”

“Chen Fang isn’t bad either.”

“Exactly. The songs he’s written have dominated the top three spots on the music charts for two weeks now.”

“He’s handsome, talented, far better than those trainees and pretty boys in the company.”

...

Many whispered discussions.

Not far away.

A venomous gaze locked on Chen Fang.

Originally.

The man beside Xi Yuanyuan should have been him.

If he could become her boyfriend, he could leverage the Xi family’s connections and resources to rise. Now, that golden opportunity had been snatched away by Chen Fang.

This man was Kang Zikai.

Xi Yuanyuan used to be his manager.

Now.

He had no manager.

After Xi Yuanyuan dumped him, Future Stardom didn’t assign him a new one; he was left out in the cold.

“I won’t let you get away with this.”

Kang Zikai’s gaze was murderous.

He strode out of Future Stardom, destination unknown.

Chen Fang had no idea Kang Zikai had targeted him. If he did, he’d have wanted to say: Brother, being a sycophant leads nowhere.

A woman like Xi Yuanyuan must be conquered.

That conquest isn’t fixed.

It could be having a background superior to hers, dominating her with status.

It could be unbeatable looks, making her worldview follow her heart.

Or it could be overwhelming talent, winning her true admiration.

Unfortunately.

He possessed none of these.

Even without Chen Fang’s appearance, Kang Zikai was destined to be a clown.

On the other side.

Chen Fang sat in Xi Yuanyuan’s office for a while, chatting casually about tomorrow’s dating show. As his manager, Xi Yuanyuan would naturally accompany him throughout filming.

“You seem very happy.”

“Is pairing up with An Tinghan really that much fun?”

Xi Yuanyuan asked with forced nonchalance, not realizing the sour note in her own voice.

Chen Fang shook his head. “Pairing with An Tinghan is dull, but Cheng Jie will also be on the show. That’s what makes it interesting.”

Chen Fang was eager to see.

What tricks Cheng Jie would pull against him.