The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 417 Weights
"You sang well; at least it sounded right." After Liu Qianqian came out of the recording studio, Xu Jiuyang gave her a thumbs up.

"I told you I sang well," Liu Qianqian said proudly, puffing out her chest.

"You're getting cocky just because I called you fat?" Xu Jiuyang chuckled inwardly, too lazy to say anything more.

Her singing... well, it was alright, about average for a karaoke bar, somewhat similar to the songs I heard Fan Bingbing sing in my past life.

Don't think this is a low rating. There are plenty of amazing singers in KTVs. You never know which of your fellow KTV patrons can sing like Zhang Xueyou.

As for Fan Bingbing, although the few songs she released in her previous life didn't receive much attention, at least she sang them live, and even her breathing sounds were recorded.

As for the songs Liu Qianqian released, they were all auto-tuned versions no matter the occasion, and her dancing was... well, it was really an eyesore.

Therefore, as long as her recording of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy: Love and Destiny" reaches the passing grade, that's fine. Xu Jiuyang doesn't expect her to sing very well at all.

Not only that, he doesn't have high expectations for himself. After all, he doesn't even want to be an actor, let alone a singer. If it weren't for Sister Xiaoli's request, he wouldn't have come to record at all.

"Oh dear, if someone like me appeared in a novel, the readers would probably call me a good-for-nothing, right?" Xu Jiuyang thought to himself, then became even more smug.

"You kid, you clearly have a decent voice, and your sense of pitch and talent are also good. With a little effort, you could easily reach the top tier. Why are you so lazy?" Wong Jim couldn't stand it anymore.

“Grandpa, you should focus on Gu Bingbing first. If you can help her reach first-class level… no, if you can help her reach near-first-class level, then I will try my best.” Xu Jiuyang remained unmoved.

"Her?" Old Huang's expression was complicated. "She is hardworking, but her talent is really just average. If she works hard for ten years, she might be able to compete with Andy. But I see her busy every day, doing everything in a rush. Her current level of musical skill has already exceeded my expectations."

"How do you know she can't do it if you don't push her a little?" Xu Jiuyang asked with a smile.

This is no joke. Sometimes he is amazed at how Fan Bingbing always seems so energetic when she's not playing PUBG, as if she can throw herself into any task at any time.

"Forget it, I'll live a few more years first," Wong Jim said with a snort.

"Don't live a few more years, Uncle Zhan. Live at least another 20 years," Xu Jiuyang advised, his smile fading.

“What’s the point of living so long?” Old Huang glared. “With the current level of music production, and with you clumsy young people, if you live another 20 years, I’ll be furious.”

"Oh dear, there are so many beautiful sights and wonderful things in this world. Wouldn't it be a waste not to see them all?" Xu Jiuyang said with a smile.

His thinking was simple: some people and things can only be judged over time. So, if Old Man Huang could live for 15 years, he would really like to know what the other party's attitude would be towards certain things.

Wong Jim snorted again, glancing at him sideways: "Yeah, it's a wonderful thing. You'd better be careful, kid. Too many romantic entanglements aren't a good thing."

Xu Jiuyang coughed lightly and chuckled to brush the matter off.

Although he doesn't come to Six Degrees Music often, he almost always takes someone with him. It's either Fu Ying, Lan Feilin, or Yang Yuying, or all three of them together.

Although Fan Bingbing's music company had only recently merged with Liudu, they had collaborated before, and Old Huang had visited several times, witnessing many things.

Besides, some of his reputations have already spread within the industry, and a little inquiry will reveal that it's normal for Wong Jim to say such things.

Of course, whether he listens or not is his own business. Intuitively, he really doesn't think these romantic entanglements will affect him in any way.

However, it seems that it won't have any impact at present, but if something is added, that would be a different story.

such as--

"So you finally decided to come over? I thought you were bewitched by some vixen!" Li Xiaoran said sarcastically as soon as Xu Jiuyang entered. Xu Jiuyang simply smiled and replied, "I do have a lot on my plate."

Before Li Dabai could say anything more, Gao Yuanyuan's voice came over: "Alright, Ranran, stop pretending."

"Yuanyuan, you're just too soft-hearted." Although Li Xiaoran said this, she still stepped aside and glared at him.

Xu Jiuyang continued to smile apologetically, then carried a large pile of things into the living room, where he saw Gao Yuanyuan, dressed in loose clothing, sitting on the sofa chatting with Zhang Yin.

"You're here." Gao Yuanyuan smiled gently, her face radiating maternal warmth.

"Coming, coming." Xu Jiuyang chuckled, put down his things, rubbed his hands together, and sat down next to her somewhat shyly.

Before she could even speak, Li Xiaoran, who had followed her over, started being sarcastic again: "Buying things? Do you even need them? Yuanyuan doesn't have anything right now. Even if she really doesn't, she can just ask us and we'll take care of it. Some people don't know anything and yet they rush over to buy a bunch of useless things. They're completely clueless."

As she spoke, she took out the milk powder, children's clothes, and other items that someone had bought from the bag, criticizing each item with a few words of disdain, which made her seem quite mean.

"Ranran..." Gao Yuanyuan could only call out again helplessly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it was my oversight," Xu Jiuyang waved his hands repeatedly. "I realized it when I was halfway through buying it, but I had already bought it, and it didn't feel right to come empty-handed."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, looked at Gao Yuanyuan's lower abdomen, and seemed to want to touch it but didn't dare to: "How many months pregnant?"

“It’s been three months.” Gao Yuanyuan smiled and took his hand, placing it on her lower abdomen. “It was probably around the end of last year.”

Upon hearing this, everyone present became somewhat embarrassed, even Li Dabai, who was always ready to make sarcastic remarks, buried his blushing face in his hands.

I went back to Fan Bingbing's hometown with her for New Year's Day, and then took her back to my own home for the Spring Festival. I definitely had to report these things to them.

Then, Gao Yuanyuan used this as an excuse to drag Li Dabai and Zhang Yin along and have a good time with him.

I won't go into the details, but in short, even now when I think back on it, it still makes me feel a little ashamed, even though we've known each other countless times.

Xu Jiuyang was, after all, a man, and also the one enjoying himself, so he quickly regained his composure, coughed lightly, and changed the subject, asking, "Have you gone for a checkup?"

"I had it done. The doctor said everything was normal, and I just need to rest well." Gao Yuanyuan also came to her senses.

"Have you... told your family?" Xu Jiuyang asked cautiously again.

“Not yet,” Gao Yuanyuan sighed. “You know, my mother’s health isn’t good, and I… I’m in this state right now, and I’m worried about upsetting her.”

"Oh, I see..." Xu Jiuyang scratched his head. "Then how about we go get our marriage certificate first?"

With a "pfft," Li Xiaoran, who was drinking water next to him, spat it out, then turned her head and looked at him with a shocked expression.

"What are you looking at? I'm a man," Xu Jiuyang said, raising an eyebrow.

Li Dabai opened his mouth, trying hard to say something, but his tongue somehow got tied up and circled around in his mouth without uttering a single word.

“Xiao…Xiao Yang, you actually…don’t have to do this…” Gao Yuanyuan said immediately after regaining her senses, but her eyes were somewhat evasive.

(End of this chapter)