Huayu: Starting from joining the mainstream entertainment industry in 96

Chapter 575, Section 573: Disdain

Start over from scratch.

As Gao Yuanyuan watched her daughter rebuild the blocks, she casually looked up at Wang Sheng with a smile in her eyes: "Who's been the fool who ran into your line of fire this time?"

She had no interest in which movies he banned or which directors he suppressed.

In her position, countless people viewed Wang Sheng as a villain or an obstacle, and she was already used to it.

Lying in the same bed with him, their hearts were naturally bound together. Not to mention that "Star Era," which she founded, relied heavily on the towering Sheng Ying Group for funding, resources, and connections.

Gao Yuanyuan understood the principle of shared prosperity and shared loss better than anyone else.

"It was a small matter, and it's already been taken care of," Wang Sheng said casually.

Gao Yuanyuan was intelligent. Seeing that he had no intention of going into a deeper conversation, she took the opportunity to change the subject.

She leaned slightly towards Wang Sheng, her face showing a mixture of dependence and inquiry.

"Brother Sheng, speaking of career... I happen to have a small problem here, and I'd like to hear your opinion." She softened her voice, making it sound like a casual conversation.

"Hmm? Go ahead." Wang Sheng picked up the apple he hadn't had time to eat earlier, took a bite, and found the juice sweet and refreshing.

"You've heard, haven't you? Zhang Hanyun is the champion of the second season of 'Super Girl'," Gao Yuanyuan said, throwing out the opening line.

Wang Sheng paused slightly while chewing, then nodded and said, "Hmm, quite a stir. Isn't she the female singer that your 'Star Era' is currently promoting? She's doing very well."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuanyuan's heart stirred slightly, and a barely perceptible glint flashed in her eyes.

Wang Sheng's ability to so clearly identify Zhang Hanyun as his person, and to use the word "strongly support" suggests that he was not unaware of the situation on his side, and may even have been paying close attention to it.

This intangible sense of control made her feel at ease and even more convinced that asking him for help at this moment was the right choice.

“Yes, it’s her.” Gao Yuanyuan’s tone carried a hint of pride as a “boss” as well as a hint of frustration at hitting a bottleneck. “This child has great potential, a good voice, and is currently very popular. I’ve been working on her first solo album, and we’ve already collected a few songs, all of which are pretty good, but… it just feels like something’s missing.”

She paused, observing Wang Sheng's expression, and continued, "We're missing two or three songs that are as distinctive as 'Courage' or 'Encounter,' songs that can immediately grab your attention and even have the potential to become signature hits. It's difficult to find songs of this caliber through ordinary song collection channels."

She raised her eyes, her gaze brimming with a perfectly timed plea: "Brother Sheng, I know you're busy, but... could you please help me out? It doesn't have to be much, just write one or two songs, or even just give us the rights to perform them. With your name on the album, the quality of this album will immediately be elevated."

Wang Sheng didn't answer immediately, but slowly finished eating the apple and took a tissue to wipe his hands.

Gao Yuanyuan didn't urge her, patiently waiting, her fingers unconsciously twirling Wang Ruoruo's soft hair.

"The song isn't difficult," Wang Sheng finally spoke, his tone calm. "I have some in my collection that should suit her age and voice. I'll have Tingting organize it tomorrow and bring you the sheet music and demo."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuanyuan's face instantly lit up with a delighted smile. If it weren't for her daughter being nearby, she would have practically rushed over to kiss him. "Really? That's wonderful! Thank you, Brother Sheng!"

Her voice was filled with excitement. "Don't rush to thank me." Wang Sheng raised his hand, signaling her to calm down. "The song is just icing on the cake. For Zhang Hanyun at this stage, especially since she is still a minor, becoming an overnight sensation makes image building and maintenance more important and more challenging than one or two hit songs."

His expression turned serious, and Gao Yuanyuan immediately suppressed her smile and listened attentively.

She knew that what Wang Sheng was about to say was truly invaluable advice.

“She is now the champion chosen by the people, and the attention she receives is extremely high, but it also means that she is being scrutinized under a magnifying glass. Any small flaw may be magnified infinitely, especially during her sensitive period as a minor.” Wang Sheng spoke slowly, but every word carried weight. “Therefore, the core of shaping her image is only two words—authenticity.”

"Really?" Gao Yuanyuan asked thoughtfully.

“Yes, authentic,” Wang Sheng affirmed. “We must eliminate any false or deliberately constructed ‘personas.’ Her biggest advantage right now is her youth, purity, and approachable nature. What we need to do is not to change it, but to solidify it and make it flawless.”

He specifically instructed: "Immediately arrange a well-produced television interview or documentary program. It doesn't need to be too entertaining. You can cooperate with CCTV's Youth Channel or Hunan TV's documentary programs."

The content traces her growth trajectory, focusing on interviews with her past schools, from principals and homeroom teachers to close classmates.

Ask them to describe Zhang Hanyun in the simplest terms—whether she studies hard, whether she is well-behaved, and how she gets along with her classmates, etc.

What we need are unvarnished, authentic evaluations with a local accent; these are far more persuasive than any official press release.

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes lit up as she quickly grasped the secret: "I understand! This is to establish a solid chain of evidence for her 'pure' and 'neighborly' image from the root, and prevent any future scandals such as 'school bullying' or 'not studying hard'."

“That’s right.” Wang Sheng nodded approvingly. “At the same time, in the name of Zhang Hanyun or her fan club, make a public and respectable donation to the education department of her hometown and the school she used to attend. It could be books, musical instruments, or the establishment of scholarships. The money should be spent openly, and the attitude should be low-key and sincere.”

He looked at Gao Yuanyuan meaningfully: "The key is to cultivate good relationships with the locals. We need to make sure that the local education department, school leaders, and even the neighborhood communities clearly realize that the emergence of Zhang Hanyun, a big star from our hometown, can bring tangible benefits to the area—fame, resources, and the potential to boost sales of local agricultural products, etc."

We need to turn them into 'our own people' so that if any negative rumors circulate in the area in the future, they'll proactively help clarify and quell the situation, instead of standing by indifferently or even taking advantage of the situation. This must be done immediately, before anyone has any malicious intentions.”

Gao Yuanyuan was deeply moved. Wang Sheng's plan was far-sighted and insightful, completely exceeding the scope of ordinary artist image management, and more like a well-thought-out ecological binding strategy.

She nodded vigorously: "I've got it! I'll have Li Qing personally lead the team to handle it when we get back, and we'll make sure it's done perfectly!"

Seeing her diligently memorizing the lyrics, Wang Sheng added one last sentence: "As for the song style, I'll give you those few songs tomorrow. The melodies should be refreshing and catchy, and the lyrics should fit the naivety and positivity of her age group, avoiding anything too mature or with romantic themes. Maintain her 'youthful and inspirational' tone."

"Okay! I'll do whatever you say!" Gao Yuanyuan was overjoyed. The problem that had troubled her for a long time had been solved clearly and cleverly by Wang Sheng in just a few words.

She couldn't resist leaning over and quickly kissing Wang Sheng's cheek twice, making a crisp sound.

"Brother Sheng, you're amazing!"

Wang Ruoruo, who was struggling with building blocks nearby, seemed to be disturbed by her mother's actions. She raised her little head, saw her mother kissing her father, and her little brows immediately furrowed. A very human-like expression of disgust appeared on her rosy little face...

(End of this chapter)