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

Chapter 31: Upon Reaching the Shore, First Slay the Entertainment Industry!
"Boss, how much are the pears per pound?"

"6 yuan."

"Would you sell 3 jin for 10 yuan?"

"...Young man, you're cutting it in half, aren't you?"

vegetable market.

Shen Ming'en, pulling a blue grocery cart, stood in front of a fruit stall, picked up a pear with a rotten hole on it, and said, "Boss, you're a good person. You gave me 6 yuan a pound for free and even gave me a few rotten pears."

"...4 yuan, take some if you want." The shopkeeper reluctantly handed him a red plastic bag.

"...You still have the mind to buy groceries, my brother?" Wearing a mask and hat, Feng Yucan followed Shen Mingen, his lips twitching as he said, "Did you even see the topic for this episode?"

"I saw it." Shen Ming'en answered without looking up, while picking up a pear: "It was traditional opera."

"...How do you manage to say it so easily and naturally?!" Feng Yucan's tone was somewhat exasperated: "Traditional opera! You know traditional opera?"

"You don't know how?" Shen Ming'en retorted.

"I..." This irrelevant answer left Feng Yucan completely bewildered: "I definitely don't know, no, how did you become the one asking me?"

Shen Ming'en laughed and said, "Don't even think about it with me. I only know how to do it enough for my own use. If you want to find someone to help you, you should go to Yao Shuli."

[Traditional Chinese Opera] is a topic that, among the eight guests of "Chinese Music Awards," only Yao Shuli and the queen of love songs, Lu Anqing, have a smattering of knowledge about. In previous episodes, even though the topics were headaches, these singers could at least write something about them, regardless of their quality. But this time, the creative aspect alone stumped them all...

As soon as the topic of "Opera" was announced, these people were as anxious as grasshoppers on a hot pan. The more foolish ones went to the production team to protest, while the smarter ones, like Feng Yucan, had already started to think of solutions.

"I want to too, but I'm not familiar with her, and I also have to avoid suspicion..." Feng Yucan said, scratching his head awkwardly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"What are you looking at with those dog eyes? I'm not that familiar with her, we've only known each other for less than a month." Shen Ming'en pouted.

"You two have been rumored to be dating, and you're still not close?" Feng Yucan grinned and complained, "Scumbag."

“…If you’re so bored, go buy some melon seeds for that idiot. Don’t bother me.” Shen Ming’en kicked him.

"Hey, hey, just kidding, Eun-ge..." Feng Yucan immediately tried to appease him: "You're not still angry that I was with other people last time, are you?"

In the previous episode, he teamed up with Hua Zichen, and later he campaigned for votes with Ji Cheng. Everyone knew that those people were targeting Shen Mingen. As Shen Mingen's friend, he was bound to be suspicious of Shen Mingen if he went along with them.

"...Do you really think I'm that petty?" Shen Ming'en thought to himself, "Brother, the more you talk, the less I can help you!"
Feng Yucan is actually in a difficult position. He certainly doesn't want to target Shen Mingen, but if he doesn't use the advantages provided by the production team, his company will have objections, and the production team will also target him. He's caught in a dilemma.

"I'll ask her for you later," Shen Ming'en said after thinking for a moment. "But she seems quite busy and isn't feeling well, so I'm not sure if she can help you."

"Okay, okay, no problem." Feng Yucan glanced at the pears Shen Mingen had just bought, and then recalled Yao Shuli's cold and cough yesterday. He thought to himself, "I knew you bought these pears to make pear soup for Yao Shuli. I knew your relationship was special."

"Ten yuan a piece." The pears were purchased, and the shopkeeper gave the price.

"Pay up." Shen Ming'en waved to Feng Yucan.

"Huh? I pay?" Feng Yucan was taken aback.

Shen Mingen glanced at him, and he obediently paid the money... "Wait, hasn't your company gotten you any gigs or endorsements yet?" Perhaps seeing Shen Mingen's financial difficulties, Feng Yucan couldn't help but feel sorry for his brother.

In the three seasons of "Chinese Music Awards," Shen Ming'en's four hit songs almost went viral across the internet. Usually, with this kind of popularity, the company will definitely take the opportunity to get a bunch of appearances, commercial performances, advertisements, endorsements, etc. It's not just the artist who makes money, but the company also needs to make money.

Shen Ming'en's company is doing well; they're not even raising money anymore?

"More than that," Shen Ming'en said bluntly, "Damn it, they even withheld the song copyright fees from me."

Two weeks ago, when Shen Ming'en saw the songs "Me and My Motherland" and "I Love You, China" being released on various music platforms, he thought he would definitely receive some royalties as a temporary measure, since the song copyrights were always with him personally. However, he later discovered that the royalties would only be paid to him after passing through the platform's company...

The company initially made excuses, saying it wasn't time to pay, and later said they couldn't reconcile accounts with the platform, stubbornly refusing to pay him.

It seems that they also withheld Shen Ming'en's appearance fee for the "Chinese Music Center" program, which has led to Shen Ming'en being unable to make ends meet recently. He spent more than half a month on his 2000 yuan living expenses. In a first-tier city like Qingdao, even if you cook for yourself and live frugally, it would still cost you a thousand yuan or so.

"..." Feng Yucan was silent for a moment, then said directly, "I'll transfer some to you later."

He didn't say anything about indignation or sympathy. As an artist, he knew that they had no say in the company. Moreover, Shen Ming'en had offended so many investors and was being targeted by the company. Even if you tried to find him, it would be useless. The reasons they gave for dragging things out were also legitimate.

"Never mind, it's not like I'm short of your money." Shen Ming'en thought to himself, if it doesn't work out, I'll just start a live stream.

At the same time, this further strengthened his determination to take the civil service exam...

If he doesn't get out of the water, everything is in vain; once he gets out, his first move will be to destroy the entertainment industry!
During their conversation, Shen Ming'en's phone rang in his pocket. He tossed the grocery cart to Feng Yucan, took out his phone, and raised an eyebrow slightly...

Caller ID: Ma Ling.

Ma Ling is Shen Ming'en's agent and one of the top agents under his company, Ruixing Entertainment.

The last time she called was before Shen Mingen sang "My Motherland and I." She advised Shen Mingen to apologize to those top-tier fans on Weibo, saying that he had been drunk and talking nonsense...

Shen Mingen recently turned the tide against all odds, and then the company disappeared without a trace. So when the phone call came at this time, Shen Mingen was a little confused.

Without thinking much, Shen Ming'en answered the phone, and a woman's voice came from the other end: "Hey, Ming'en, how have you been lately? Are you alright?"

"Are you alright?" Shen Ming'en chuckled: "Remove 'alright' and add 'you' in the middle."

Ma Ling on the other end of the phone paused for a moment. The three words "Are you alright?" should be replaced with "you" instead of "alright". It should be "Are you alright...?"

"...Do you have to talk like that?" The agent on the other end of the phone frowned.

"I'm already being very lenient by not cursing you outright." Shen Ming'en retorted without backing down: "Have some self-awareness. Don't act like that Kabuto Super Transformation, always spouting nonsense."

"you!"

Ma Ling was furious. She thought to herself, if the company didn't still need him this time, would she allow this kid to talk to her like that?!
A person who is only left with a little bit of usefulness, does he really not know who he is anymore?

……

(End of this chapter)