I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

Even if she didn't like listening to Zhichi's previous songs, she knew in her heart that, objectively speaking, his songs were very popular among the people.

"The music industry isn't as simple as you think," Chen Ya said. "The opinions of industry bigwigs are still very important."

He added, "If you want to continue as a singer, following me won't do you any good. You'll be targeted by the big shots in the music industry, and they'll do everything they can to suppress you and make sure you never get ahead."

Jiang Xinhai's heart sank into an ice cave, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Ya quickly finished his meal and then said:

“I admit that when I first approached you, I downplayed the situation a bit because it wasn’t as bad as it is now. But now that things have come to this… well, I have no choice but to be honest with you.”

Jiang Xinhai said softly, "Was it because of this that you were penniless before?"

Chen Ya nodded.

"Dao Lang was so pressured by the industry that he couldn't get any collaborations, so he had to hold concerts at his own expense. I took out a loan and lent him 200 million yuan."

Jiang Xinhai covered his mouth.

Two million is no small sum these days.

Chen Ya continued, "It's one thing to owe money, I believe we can earn it back with our album, but now it's not about the money anymore. I have to be honest with you."

Jiang Xinhai sat down next to him with his legs together.

"What should we do?"

She seemed to tilt her head and think for a moment before turning to ask, "Are you planning to retire from the entertainment industry?"

"Retiring from the music industry? No way," Chen Ya said. "I haven't become the supreme god of the music scene yet, how could I retire?"

Jiang Xinhai looked at him and noticed that his eyes were shining brightly, as if they were radiating light.

"From the moment I left the mountain, I knew that my life was a life of struggle."

Jiang Xinhai suddenly thought he was really handsome.

At this time, she didn't understand the meaning of the word "chuunibyou" (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), but she inexplicably felt that Chen Ya was so handsome.

He's so handsome it's making my heart flutter.

“That settles it,” Jiang Xinhai said, kicking off his shoes and squatting on the sofa. “If you’re not retiring from the industry, why should I be afraid?”

Chen Ya turned to look at her, and their eyes met.

"Your life has been one of struggle. Do you really think my life will be one of contentment with mediocrity?"

In this old, cramped, and dilapidated rented room, the two stared at each other for a long time.

Are you really not afraid?

"really."

"You're really not afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Chen Ya picked up a notebook from the coffee table and said, "Very good, you passed the test. Today you will learn this poem, 'Legend'."

"Test? What test?"

"If you don't have a firm will, I'll find another singer to sing my songs."

Jiang Xinhai suddenly felt a surge of anger.

"What? You mean you were just pretending to be serious earlier to comfort me?"

"I'm not trying to fool you... but how could a few worthless nobody be enough to make me, Chen Ya, treat this as a major threat?"

"So you really want to change the singer?!" Jiang Xinhai asked through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, my singers don't have to be strong, but they must be loyal, just like Dao Lang," Chen Ya said leisurely.

Jiang Xinhai suddenly pounced on him and knocked him down onto the sofa, grabbing his collar fiercely.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was breathing heavily. Chen Ya was terrified.

"I even brought you lunch. Are you really considering letting me go?" Jiang Xinhai's voice was trembling with tears. "Those are all my songs. You can't let anyone else sing them!"

Chen Ya was genuinely frightened and weakly said, "I wrote it, of course I..."

“But you promised to sing it for me! That’s my song!” Jiang Xinhai said loudly, his voice trembling.

Chen Ya stared at her blankly.

"You can only write songs for me! Understand? You have to write songs for me for the rest of your life! Do you understand?!" Jiang Xinhai felt his blood rushing to his head. "Only I am worthy of you, don't you understand? Are you blind?"

After the initial shock subsided, Chen Ya finally nodded slowly.

"understood."

Jiang Xinhai let go of his hand, squatted in the corner of the sofa, and buried his head in his knees.

Once the impulse subsided, she realized she had misspoke.

He kept his head down so that Chen Ya wouldn't see the expression on his face.

While she was filled with anxiety and uncertainty, Chen Ya relaxed, stood up, and resumed his nonchalant tone:

"So you're a straight-talking type of person who's like a runaway train. I thought you were more arrogant. Well, I don't dislike you. In fact, I quite like you."

Jiang Xinhai looked up and said, "This is the second time."

"The second time what?" Chen Ya stood there with his hands in his pockets.

"This is the second time you've said you like me."

Chapter 133 Kick Chen Ya

This is the second time you've said you like me.

After Jiang Xinhai finished speaking, Chen Ya was slightly taken aback:

"what?"

"Things shouldn't happen more than three times. If you say it again, I'll think you're serious." Jiang Xinhai stood up, having regained her composure, and gracefully smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes.

"Do you understand?"

Chen Ya nodded blankly and said, "I understand. I won't dare to say it again."

"Hmph." Jiang Xinhai turned his head as if he had won a victory. "Do you understand now? Don't think you can talk nonsense about me like that. I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

Her expression clearly showed smugness.

But she also felt a little regretful.

……

The two rehearsed songs until late at night.

This time, the song was in a very high pitch, and Jiang Xinhai didn't sing it very smoothly.

It wasn't that she couldn't sing high notes, but rather that she was always scolded by Chen Ya because of her pronunciation.

Chen Ya told her that the way she used her voice was exhausting her voice.

If things don't change, her voice will be ruined when she gets older.

"Even if God were to feed you the most, you can't use it like this!"

As Jiang Xinhai was scolded more and more, he became irritable, but this time Chen Ya resolutely refused to coax him.

By eleven or twelve o'clock, both of them had exhausted each other. When they checked the time, they both realized that it wasn't that their skills had declined, but that they were both just tired.

"Let's practice again tomorrow." Chen Ya yawned, stood up, and packed his things.

Jiang Xinhai, carrying a handbag, barged directly into his bedroom.

"what?"

"Put your clothes here," Jiang Xinhai said matter-of-factly. "I'll be sleeping here from now on."

"??"

Chen Ya looked astonished, wondering how she could have made such a change.

"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Xinhai glared back at him. "I slept here yesterday too. Sleeping here for one day is the same as sleeping here for two days. Is that so strange?"

Chen Ya shook his head, then nodded: "Whatever you want. But I want to sleep in the bed tonight."

"Huh?!" Jiang Xinhai's eyes widened. "Why?!"

Do you know how uncomfortable it is to sleep on this sofa?

"You know you're feeling unwell, yet you still tell me to sleep?"

"I'm not some kind of gentleman."

"But this is a place I rented!"

...After much back and forth, the two finally reached a consensus: Jiang Xinhai would sleep in the bed.

After all, she's the sugar daddy.

The next day, Chen Ya bought a cot and placed it behind the sofa so he could spread it out and sleep at night.

Of course, it was Xin Hai's money.

……

From that day on, Jiang Xinhai and Chen Ya were already living together in effect.

She spends the night here every night, only returning to her dormitory when she needs to tidy up her belongings.

To go all out, she even brought over her own bed sheets and blankets from her dorm room.

After this was done, the noise on the forum gradually disappeared.

If someone tells you that you're spending the night out, you'd better actually be spending the night out every day.

However, no one came forward to apologize for their previous outrageous mockery.

As the exams approached, Jiang Xinhai became increasingly busy.

On the one hand, she was busy with her studies, and on the other hand, as she practiced more songs, her burden became heavier.

Now, Jin Sangzi throat lozenges have become her go-to medication. She takes one in her mouth every day before class and doesn't say a word during or after class. People sitting next to her can smell the wonderful aroma of Jin Sangzi.

Her mother called once or twice, repeatedly telling her not to fall in love, and introduced her to many celebrities in the entertainment industry, wanting to arrange for them to meet and have dinner, but Jiang Xinhai declined all of them on the grounds that she was too busy with her studies.

It wasn't until the third week after they met that they finally took a crucial step: preparing to record a demo of a song.

According to Chen Ya, he wanted to use the money to solicit sponsorships and request support from the company.

Having a finished sample would be more convincing to the company's senior management.

Recording a song was a novel experience for Jiang Xinhai. In the professional recording studio, he sang a few songs casually, just like he usually does, and the producer from that company was astonished.

"Chen Ya, I'm truly impressed by you," the producer exclaimed, his mouth agape. "How did you notice that Jiang Xinhai had this kind of talent?"

Chen Ya smiled without saying a word.

When Jiang Xinhai came out, he gave Jiang Xinhai a thumbs up and said:

"Xinhai, you're amazing! Your talent in singing is even greater than your talent in acting!"

Jiang Xinhai raised his head, with an expression that said, "Of course."

Afterwards, Chen Ya went to discuss cooperation, while she sat in the company's reception room and began a long wait.

Chen Ya's negotiations were more difficult than expected. After waiting for half an hour without seeing the other party, even Jiang Xinhai was getting a little impatient.

Footsteps came from the doorway. She looked up, but it wasn't Chen Ya who came in; instead, it was a slick-haired man.

The man said with a beaming smile, "Miss Jiang, it's a pleasure to meet you. Let me introduce myself. I am Li Yalin, a producer at Xingtu Company. The albums that are currently popular on the market, such as 'Tonight's Romance' and 'Fisherman's Song,' were all produced by me."

He stretched out his hand, which hovered in the air, but Jiang Xinhai did not reach out to shake it. Instead, he sat up straight and nodded cautiously.

Li Yalin reluctantly withdrew his hand, sat down next to Jiang Xinhai, and said:

"Miss Jiang, you want to release an album? What, do you like singing?"

"like."

"You prefer singing to acting in TV dramas?"