After offending capital, my songs became more and more popular.

Chapter 21 Where's my chicken breast?!
"Panda is ordering takeout..."

The next morning, sitting on the balcony facing the sea, Shen Ming'en basked in the morning sunlight, yawning as he looked at the trending topics about the show "Chinese Music Awards" on his phone, and couldn't help but secretly grimac.

To be honest, the production team of this show is quite capable...

But it has no hair.

The theme of "Youth and Campus" is a piece of cake for Harkin, who has no mana cost after using the Holy Grail.

After a moment of contemplation, his phone beeped with a "ding-dong" notification. Shen Ming'en glanced down and saw that it seemed to be a message from a female internet celebrity he had previously added to his contact list...

"Brother, can I ask you a question?"

Shen Ming'en didn't recognize her. Receiving a message from a stranger so unexpectedly made him think twice, then a moment later, he suddenly realized...

"Is this a trap for the Reverse Butterfly?"

These capitalists are truly determined to destroy him!

Shen Ming'en didn't bother with her at all, and retorted, "I only accept the test of the Party and the people."

I deleted it after replying; it was a waste of my time.

"Aha..."

Yawning, Shen Ming'en went for a morning run. The morning air was exceptionally fresh, and there was a promenade along the coast for pedestrians to run. Even though the temperature wasn't high in early spring, it was still very comfortable to jog along the red rubber track and work up a sweat while facing the salty sea breeze.

It's worth mentioning that when Shen Mingen returned to change clothes, he bumped into Feng Yucan, who was accompanied by members of the production crew. It's unclear what they were doing...

After asking around, I learned that the production team had apparently organized an offline "fan meeting".

The theme of this episode is "youth and campus". Taking advantage of the show's popularity, the production team seized the opportunity and, under the guise of "gathering material", organized an event in conjunction with the nearby Qingdao University.

Talking with college students and observing their mental state can also help singers create works that focus on "youth and campus".

"Let's go together, Ming'en." Knowing that Shen Ming'en hadn't received a notification from the production team, Feng Yucan simply waved to the production team and said, "I feel like the college students want to see you the most, besides Yao Shuli."

Yao Shuli was chosen because of her beauty and looks, while Shen Ming'en was chosen purely because of the resounding title of "Emperor Ming'en".

The production team didn't refuse, because the students at Qingdao University were hoping Shen Ming'en would come and sing a couple of patriotic songs to show their loyalty to the country on their behalf...

To everyone's surprise, Shen Ming'en, who had just returned from a run and was still a little damp, didn't even blink when he heard this, and waved his hand, saying, "I'm not going."

What the hell are these offline events? They're supposed to be for attracting attention and increasing exposure, but frankly, they're just for giving lectures (or pretending to be sophisticated) to college students.

Among this group, Yao Shuli has the highest academic qualifications, having graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music; most of the others are self-taught...

Like that old green tea, Shen Ming'en, the yin-yang green tea, and the rock singer Zheng Yun, he didn't even graduate from vocational school, he dropped out and went to Beijing to drift.

The reason people like them can make money is partly due to the high moral standards of the entertainment industry, and partly due to luck...

Some people, however, believe in the sycophantic nonsense that "luck is also a part of ability," and think they are really great. Then they brazenly go and lecture college students to show off.

What's there to pretend?
In terms of academic qualifications, which of them didn't graduate with a higher degree than you?

He was a proper music academy graduate, and his songs were incredibly popular, but he still had no intention of trying to impress college students.

People should compare themselves with those who are better than them; that's how you improve.

"No, Teacher Ming'en, you..." The easygoing production crew member tried to persuade him, but Shen Ming'en went into the house without even turning his head. He should use that time to read and study.

What the hell are you trying to prove? You're ruining my studies...

Do you know what it means to "study for the rise of China"?
After returning to his room, Shen Ming'en took a shower and changed into a clean pair of jeans and a black shirt. To be fair, his previous appearance was quite good; he was over 1.8 meters tall and weighed less than 150 pounds—not too fat, not too thin, and with a perfect physique. Most importantly…

You have a lot of hair!
He has a slight underbite, but because his face is thin and his jawline is quite defined, the underbite actually becomes an advantage, giving him a cool and aloof look when he's not smiling...

Shen Mingen was quite satisfied.

It's worth mentioning that Shen Ming'en had just finished showering and hadn't even dried his hair when he heard a knock on the door...

Upon opening the door, Yao Shuli, dressed in a pale yellow sundress, came into view. Shen Ming'en was somewhat surprised: "Is something the matter?"

Shen Ming'en, who had just finished showering, smelled of a mixture of shampoo and shower gel. His hair, still wet from being undried, was pulled back, revealing his smooth forehead. His shirt was unbuttoned, exposing a bit of his chest. The way he was drying his hair with a towel stunned Yao Shuli for a moment...

A blush visibly appeared on the fair face of the cool goddess, who was dressed in a pale white dress. She looked away and said softly, "No, it's just... they asked me to help invite you to... to participate in the event."

"what……"

Shen Ming'en was in a dilemma for a moment.

Biyang's production team really knows how to find people. If it were Yao Shuli, he wouldn't have gone to meet anyone else...

"What time are you leaving?" he asked.

"Ten o'clock," Yao Shuli replied.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs to grab something to eat and some snacks, then I'll head over." After asking for the location, Shen Ming'en agreed.

To Shen Ming'en's surprise, Yao Shuli hesitated for a moment upon hearing this before asking, "You... want to eat the same thing as yesterday again?"

"Yesterday?" Shen Ming'en scratched his head. "Which one?"

"It's... spicy..." Yao Shuli found it difficult to say.

"Ah, spicy strips." Shen Ming'en laughed. "I bought a bunch. Except for the chicken breast and duck neck, which have strong smells and are kept in the kitchen cabinet, I put the rest in the room. Don't worry, I'll only eat some candy this time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to have bad breath while riding in the same car with you guys."

Yao Shuli pursed her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to say it. Shen Ming'en didn't understand either, so he asked, "Is there anything else?"

She wouldn't possibly want to eat spicy snacks, would she?
"No, it's nothing." Yao Shuli nodded slightly. "See you later."

"Okay, see you later." Shen Ming'en waved his hand, and Yao Shuli left.

Looking at the latter's tall and slender back, Shen Ming'en couldn't help but feel a little strange, sensing that Yao Shuli was acting oddly...

He didn't think much of it, went back to get his hair done, styled it in a flashy way, and then went downstairs straight to the restaurant...

Shen Ming'en didn't know if it was because getting his hair done that he was late when he went downstairs. He had originally planned to make some stir-fried noodles, but when he looked at the time, he realized he didn't have time. He thought he might as well just grab some chicken breast he bought yesterday to eat.

When he went to the kitchen and opened the cabinet where he kept snacks like chicken breast and duck necks...

Your mother!

Where's my chicken breast?!
……

(End of this chapter)