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Chapter 25: Lang, You Wouldn’t Want All Our Efforts to Go to Waste, Right?

“Lang, what exactly is this between us?”

After their intimate mont, ng Ziyi whispered the question.

Shen Lang countered, “What do you think?”

“Are we… back together?” she ventured.

Shen Lang sighed inwardly. Ti for honesty.

“Ziyi, let tell you a story about a friend of mine…”

“Your friend?” ng Ziyi’s eyes widened as she stared at him.

Don’t think I don’t know that internet trope.

Ignoring her expression, Shen Lang continued, “After my friend broke up with his ex, he dated a few tis—all short-lived. His ex knew about it, but that’s not the point…”

“The point is, my friend recently got sponsored by a wealthy older woman!”

“What?!”

ng Ziyi was stunned. “You got kept by a sugar mommy?”

“Lang, how could you? You always said you’d make it on your own!”

“And now you’re doing so well—”

Suddenly, it clicked. Her voice trembled. “Wait… did all those opportunities co after the arrangent?”

“Nonsense!”

Shen Lang flatly denied it. “My uncle Shen Teng lined up those gigs. Trump Card? His doing. You know he’s got pull.”

“But the songwriting? Are you sure it’s not ghostwritten?” ng Ziyi pressed.

“Who would hand over a hit song for free?”

“I’ve never seen it, but money talks…”

As she spoke, her conviction grew. Shen Lang was soone’s boytoy.

“Oh god. It’s Da Sweet, isn’t it?”

“I heard she’s been chasing you. How could you? You know her background—”

Unable to bear more, Shen Lang silenced her in the most effective way possible.

The Next Day

They left the hotel and returned to campus.

After a night to reflect, ng Ziyi decided to drop the matter—for now. Facing Da Sweet’s influence, she felt outmatched.

Besides, Shen Lang had a surprise waiting for her once The Untad filming began.

Unbeknownst to her, ng Ziyi herself was cast as one of the drama’s female leads. Though The Untad centered on a male duo, decorative love interests were still required.

She had no idea Shen Lang had landed the male lead role. He kept it quiet, saving the revelation for their first day on set.

Back at School

The following days passed uneventfully—except for one trip to The Wandering Earth’s post-production studio.

Shen Lang presented director Guo Fan with “Starry Sea”, the the song he’d composed. “Does this work for you?”

Guo Fan: “…”

I asked for sothing passable, not a magnum opus.

Yet the more he considered it, the more “Starry Sea” fit the film’s interstellar odyssey the.

“Lang, you’re sothing else.” Guo Fan gave a thumbs-up. “Record the promo track when you can. Once the Lunar New Year films finish their run, we’ll start marketing.”

“We’ve got six months, but prep never hurts.”

“Oh, and we’ll need pickup shots. Stay available.”

Shen Lang grinned. “Just say the word, Director. I’ll clear my schedule.”

Only a fool would refuse. The Wandering Earth’s success ant his own stardom rising.

“Good! I like your attitude!”

Guo Fan clapped his shoulder, delighted with this unexpected windfall. He’d only cast Shen Lang as a last resort after the original lead bailed—now it might be his luckiest break.

Suddenly inspired, Guo Fan added, “Lang, submit Starry Sea for the Spring Festival Gala auditions. Use your uncle’s connections.”

“Broaden the the beyond sci-fi—make it about national pride, historical legacy… you get ?”

The suggestion was brilliant.

Repositioned as a patriotic anthem, Starry Sea would breeze through the gala’s selection process.

“Rember how Monster Hunt 2 was promoted during this year’s gala? Smashed opening day records.”

“Sha the script and effects wasted that potential.” Guo Fan sighed for his peers’ misfire. “Our Wandering Earth has the substance. Now we need the hype.”

“Lang… whether we get pri Lunar New Year screening slots depends on you now.”

“You’ve no idea how many investors bailed when they heard ‘sci-fi’. You and Wu Jing stuck by .”

“Lang… my career redemption hinges on this. Get us that gala spot!”

Shen Lang: “…”

The man’s already planning next year’s marketing—and this year’s gala just ended!

Then Guo Fan deployed the killshot:

“Lang… you wouldn’t want all our efforts to go to waste, right?”

…Director, are you secretly a fan of Japanese educational films?

The question almost slipped out. Shen Lang bit it back.

In his past life, “Starry Sea” had been repurposed as a Communist Party centennial the. But 2019 marked the 70th anniversary of the PRC—an equally monuntal milestone.

After three days of intensive planning (and only leaving when his sugar mommy summoned him), Shen Lang departed with one certainty:

This song would be heard nationwide.

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