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Chapter 979: Chapter 860: Perfect (Please Subscribe!)
Wang Yan and Sister Fei made their debut on stage.
A song, "Fleeting Years."
It made the audience remember this newcomer singer with a beautiful face.
------Wang Yan.
As Wang Yan sang a duet with another guest artist.
The audience began to grow curious about her background. Some speculated that Wang Yan might be a relative of Sister Fei’s, while others guessed she was a new artist promoted by a company, here to rub off some of Sister Fei’s popularity.
Overall, the impression was not bad.
After the duet.
Wang Yan had a one-minute solo showcase.
Looking at the thousands in the audience, feeling their eager gazes on her, she couldn’t help but be nervous. Yet when she caught sight of Tang Qing in the front row, Wang Yan felt immensely encouraged.
Her debut performance.
She wanted to show her best side.
Taking a deep breath.
Wang Yan’s clear voice reached every corner of the venue.
"Hello everyone, both here and watching the live broadcast online, my name is Wang Yan. I’m currently a second-year student at Shanghai Music Academy. I have a dream, which is to have my singing liked by more people. I thank Sister Fei for this opportunity, and thank you...."
One minute.
Wang Yan compressed her speech time as much as possible.
Because these people didn’t come to listen to her ramble. Everything still depended on actual ability; the future path one takes isn’t determined here by speaking of dreams.
But by doing.
By achieving.
On Comet Video’s live broadcast platform, the barrage was already full of praise. Wang Yan’s image and voice were good, winning over the eyes and ears of many young boys and girls.
Even if there was envy.
Typing unsavory words.
They would be blocked, because that’s the website’s regulation:
In order to purify the network video viewing environment, responding to the call for civilization and etiquette from higher-ups, you are allowed to complain, but you must not use vulgar language or indirectly insulting phrases.
This kind of speech restriction.
Was quite ’advanced’ for the time.
Just like with online novels at the time, which were virtually without taboo—you could write about anyone, any theme, many of which could practically be classified as adult novels.
Basically, without prohibition.
Now, suddenly, a wave of restrictions descended, dazing many people.
At first, this policy incited unanimous negative reviews from video website users; complaints reached Tang Qing’s company, but Tang Qing was unmoved because some comments genuinely disgusted the viewers.
Freedom of speech and unfounded slander are two different things.
His website.
Welcomes complaints.
But does not welcome trolls who drag someone’s parents into things for no reason. Tang Qing’s principle was clear: these people could go wherever they wanted, and he would not compromise, even if it meant losing a large number of users.
Mainly because he was sick of it.
Watching a drama he liked.
In a great mood!
Seeing others who also enjoyed the drama making humorous complaints in the barrage.
Then suddenly, a long string of ’CNM,’ ’XXX die whole family,’ which felt like eating a fly—so uncomfortable. It was fine if those trolls didn’t want to stay; they could spray their venom wherever else they liked, just not in front of Tang Qing.
....
After Wang Yan finished speaking.
She bowed.
As she walked towards the stage exit, seeing her mother, Shi Lan, her eyes suddenly reddened. She rushed over and embraced her mother, "Mom, I did it." The tension and hard rehearsals of the past few days had finally culminated in this performance.
Shi Lan gently patted her daughter’s back, comforting her, "Yanzi, you’re the best. Mom will always support you, and so will your dad. We’ll do everything we can to help you realize your dream."
"Mhm, thank you." Wang Yan closed her eyes, feeling the warmth from her family. Any dream pursued without family support is actually quite selfish.
She felt fortunate to have such open-minded parents.
"Sister Wang, congratulations."
A crisp voice came from behind. Wang Yan opened her eyes, immediately pursed her lips, and, wiping her slightly red eyes, she said annoyedly, "You rascal, why are you only coming now?"
"Who told you to get caught up in the heavy traffic during the May Day holiday? It made me so mad. I didn’t even get to listen to you sing a whole song, luckily there’s a recorded live stream. Hehe, I’ll watch it when I get back." The person speaking was Wei Yiyi.
Wang Yan’s roommate and best friend.
"You still have the nerve to talk, not leaving home earlier." Wang Yan let go of her mother, returning the microphone and earpiece to the Fighter standing by. To achieve the best effect, this auxiliary equipment was all provided by Qing Yang.
"Yes, yes, blame me. Hehe, can we go backstage now? Look, I’ve got my little notebook ready," said Wei Yiyi with a smile, waving the small pink notebook and a watercolor pen in her hand.
She was there for autographs.
"Yes, yes, I got it. Just don’t be alarmed and make a scene later. Mind your image and don’t chase after them for it," Wang Yan warned.
"I promise I won’t embarrass you."
Having said that, Wei Yiyi grabbed Wang Yan’s hand and tugged her towards the backstage to remove her makeup and change clothes. Although the audio equipment was incredibly superior, this place was not the audience seating area, and therefore not enveloped in perfect sound quality.
Besides sounding good.
Wei Yiyi didn’t experience much else.
A minute and a half later.
Wang Yan brought Wei Yiyi to the dressing room to start removing makeup. Meanwhile, Wei Yiyi was busy asking celebrities for autographs with her notebook in hand, and in no time, she had gathered five or six autographs.
"It was so worth coming." Holding the notebook, Wei Yiyi said happily.
Wang Yan ignored her, continuing with her makeup removal.
This guy.
He’s a thoroughgoing fanatic when it comes to chasing celebrities.
At that moment, 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
a woman in her thirties entered the dressing room, looked around, and quickly approached Wang Yan.
She handed over a business card.
With a beaming smile, she said, "Miss Wang, I’m Yan Mei, an agent from Tiancheng Entertainment. I heard your song just now, and it was great. We at Tiancheng Entertainment would be very interested in signing you."
Wang Yan quickly stood up.
Yan Mei thought she had a chance and was delighted. If she could sign her, their company would have another strong card to play. However, Wang Yan stood up merely out of respect, and apologized, "I’m sorry, Ms. Yan, but I don’t want to sign with any entertainment company for the time being."
Yan Mei’s expression didn’t change.
She said with a smile, "I know you’re currently participating in ’Super Girl’. Honestly, that kind of show is basically outdated, and it’s quite hard to debut through it. We have a lot of resources and distribution channels. If you’re interested, I hope you will consider our company as a priority, and we can negotiate terms."
"If I’m interested, I will contact you," said Wang Yan as she put away the business card.
Yan Mei was a bit disappointed, but she was also prepared for this outcome. These things were never settled in just one negotiation, and Wang Yan wasn’t some inexperienced girl without background or talent.
Who knows, she might have a powerful backer.
"Well then, I hope to work with Miss Wang in the future. Sorry for the intrusion, goodbye."
"No worries."
Yan Mei turned and left.
Watching her figure recede,
Wang Yan handed the business card to her mother, Shi Lan, who carefully put it away.
As a singer, it’s impossible to succeed without packaging. Behind her, there must be a capable record and distribution company. Wang Yan planned to join a larger record company after becoming famous.
But she hadn’t made her choice yet.
"Sister Wang, I’m so envious of you. Before even graduating, record companies are knocking on your door," Wei Yiyi said with a look of envy as she looked at Wang Yan. She hadn’t expected that after the New Year, Wang Yan would get to know Sister Fei.
The year had just started,
and Wang Yan had participated in Sister Fei’s concert. That was not all; now entertainment companies were taking the initiative to promote her, seeming like they planned to make her a star. As for Wei Yiyi, all she could do was wait for an opportunity, with her dream seeming all the more distant.
"Keep envying then!"
"Sister Wang, how about I become your agent?" Wei Yiyi suddenly suggested.
"You become my agent?... Do you know how?" asked Wang Yan, looking at Wei Yiyi’s somewhat dazed face, feeling concerned not just for herself, but also for Wei Yiyi.
Wei Yiyi, as if she had found her life’s calling, said excitedly, "No problem, if I don’t know, I can learn. How hard can it be? Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make you a superstar. I know my singing isn’t the best and I only have a pretty face to offer, not much chance otherwise. After graduation, I could probably only be a music teacher, which is so boring. Being an agent would be perfect for me."
Wei Yiyi’s ’self-recommendation’ was rather rash.
"My mom is already my agent, as for you... maybe you could become a personal assistant in the future," Wang Yan jested.
"Ah? Okay then, a personal assistant it is. As long as I get paid, don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re well-cared for, plump and healthy, and dazzlingly beautiful. This is great; I’ll get to wear lots of beautiful clothes by following you."
Wei Yiyi’s face lit up with anticipation.
...
Nine fifteen in the evening.
When Sister Fei finished her last song,
the concert came to a successful close.
Most concerts last between two to two and a half hours, especially solo concerts. Any longer, and the singer’s voice wouldn’t be able to handle it. This is why there are so many guest performers, to give the main act a break.
But this concert
went on for nearly three hours.
Because the live effect was just so good, it was addicting to listen to. The audience was calling out eagerly, and even Wang Yan was pulled on stage for a solo. Wang Yan, who often participated in performances, knew a myriad of songs.
And this was her chance to shine.
A mesmerizing performance of "Affection of a Daughter" completely charmed the audience.
"..."
"Gently asking the holy monk,"
"is the daughter beautiful?"
"..."
"What matter of thrones and riches,"
"fear of what doctrines and rules."
"..."
This song, once a smash hit across the Huaxia continent, became famous yet again.
It not only expressed the Kingdom of Women’s queen’s adoration for Tang Qing, but also subtly conveyed that when two people truly love each other, they shouldn’t adhere blindly to tradition and must break free from old notions to love boldly and unreservedly.
The first two songs,
were just to get them to recognize and accept Wang Yan.
But with this third one,
they started to truly like this singer from the bottom of their hearts. Those at the live event might not have felt it as deeply, but those watching the live broadcast could clearly see the unmistakable affection in Wang Yan’s eyes.
Was it real?
Or just a singer’s acting?
The barrage had already engaged in the craziest spree of messages.
One of them,
was copied and sent by tens of thousands.
"I don’t believe that was acting. Those eyes, they intoxicated me and at the same time broke my heart. What I want to say is, who is that scoundrel exactly, who shattered the dream I just began to build?"
