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Xue Zhiqian clicked his tongue in amazement at the fighting prowess of the two girls.

He picked up his wine glass and moved closer to Cheng Long.

"Brother, let me toast you."

The meal was enjoyed in great enthusiasm.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Jackie Chan seemed to be enjoying himself, and he started telling stories about his fun days making movies when he was young.

"Back when we were filming 'Police Story,' I jumped from the top of a shopping mall. There were no safety measures below, just a few layers of canvas to catch me. I broke my ribs after the jump. When I got to the hospital, the doctor said, 'Are you trying to kill yourself?'"

"Another time, in Yugoslavia, while filming 'Armour of God,' I jumped off a castle, lost my grip on a tree branch, and fell straight down, hitting my head on a rock. Blood started flowing immediately, and my ears were full of blood. If it weren't for the timely rescue, I would have died."

.........

He spoke so casually, as if he were telling someone else's story, leaving Xue Zhiqian and Shu Chang stunned.

Xue Zhiqian silently put down his chopsticks, feeling that the grouper in his hand suddenly didn't taste so good anymore.

Compared to his older brother's life-threatening experience, being locked in the recording studio by Chang Shilei to record songs was like a vacation in paradise.

After the meal, everyone left the restaurant.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, dispelling some of the effects of the alcohol.

Cheng Long's car was already waiting at the door.

He walked up to Yu Le and extended his hand.

"Mr. Yu, it's been a pleasure working with you."

After saying that, he turned around, opened the car door, and got in.

The black van slowly started moving and merged into the traffic flow of Beijing.

"Hey bro, keep in touch! If you need any background music for your next movie, just let me know! I don't want any money!"

Xue Zhiqian was still shouting at the top of his lungs from behind.

Shu Chang pulled him back.

"Alright, stop embarrassing yourself here. You've drunk a couple of ounces of horse piss and you've forgotten who you are."

After finishing the meal.

Liu Qianqian patted her round belly and let out a satisfied burp.

"Dad, I feel like my current weight is too much for the robotic arm to carry."

She rubbed her stomach with a pained expression.

Yu Le held the thermos and slowly took a sip of warm water.

"You need to be full to have the energy to roll around."

"Alfonso said that the upcoming scenes will be even more physically demanding."

"If you throw up in your spacesuit, you'll have to wash it yourself."

Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes and made a face at him.

"The face of capitalists."

She turned and got into the crew's van, then went back to work on the cold green screen and the merciless robotic arm.

Yu Le watched the car drive away, then turned to look at Xue Zhiqian, who was standing to the side picking his teeth with a toothpick, looking like a street urchin.

"You shouldn't just sit around doing nothing either."

"Now that the concert is over, we need to get the studio versions of those four songs in post-production done quickly."

"Let's capitalize on this momentum and release an EP right away."

Xue Zhiqian immediately stood up.

Throw the toothpick in your hand into the trash can.

"Don't worry, boss."

"I'm going back to the company to oversee post-production."

Yu Le nodded.

Open the door of the van.

"Go and do it."

"I've already spoken to the publicity team."

"Penguin Music will give you the highest level of recommendation."

Xue Zhiqian was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands together.

After watching Yu Le's car leave, he took a taxi straight to the company.

three days later.

Penguin Music homepage.

There was no preheating.

A poster with a pure black background completely dominated the entire splash screen recommendation slot.

The poster features only four large, gold-stamped characters in the center: "Extraterrestrial Object".

Singer: Xue Zhiqian.

Lyricist and composer: Yu Le.

On Sina Weibo, the top ten trending topics were completely dominated by these four songs.

#Xue Zhiqian's "Extraterrestrial Object"#

#Lyrics and Music by Yu Le#

#Analysis of the lyrics to "Animal World"#

#Xue Zhiqian, you owe me tears#

The comment section was completely flooded with comments.

[Holy crap! This lazy bum usually goes crazy online, but when he sings love songs, he's absolutely deadly!]

I cried my eyes out in bed listening to "The Weirdos," and my mom thought I'd broken up with my boyfriend, but I've never even held a woman's hand.

The wording in "Animal World" is absolutely brilliant. Just how much knowledge does Mr. Yu have in his head?

[I strongly suggest investigating Xue Zhiqian; this is not the kind of heartfelt singing a husky could produce! He must have been possessed!]

[To the person upstairs, is it possible that you were forced to eat by Boss Yu's talent?]

This is a pure game-changer! Those young, popular idols in the Chinese music scene who just hum and sing all day can just retire from the industry!

........

At this time, the magnificent palace was in full bloom.

Yu Le swiped away the Weibo trending topics page on her phone and turned the screen upside down on the coffee table.

Across from the coffee table, Yu Muchen was lying on the small desk, holding a Zhonghua pencil that had been chewed and was now pitted and uneven.

First-grade summer homework is definitely a high-quality torture tool for humans.

Yu Le tapped on the table.

Dongdong shivered, quickly took the pencil out of his mouth, and sat up straight.

"For this question, you were asked to make a sentence using the phrase 'while...while'. What did you write?"

Yu Le pulled the notebook over and pointed to the crooked words on it.

"I eat while I sleep."

Dongdong spoke with righteous indignation.

Yu Le's blood pressure began to spike.

"Give me a demonstration of how you can eat while sleeping. Are you sleepwalking or have you become a spirit?"

Dongdong scratched the back of his head.

"So... I cried while I was being beaten?"

Yu Le took a deep breath and pressed his throbbing temples.

"Change to another one!"

"Dad was looking at his phone while cursing Uncle Xue as a dead salted fish."

Yu Le was speechless.