Chapter 497: Chapter 275: “Chan Qing” Released, Pei Muchan Returns to the Pinnacle Work_2
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“Earning money is all about skill, and I want to pry a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast from their lips,”
Having said that, Xu Qingyan and Pei Muchan exchanged a smile and spoke no more.
United in purpose, kindred in spirit.
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Noon, twelve o’clock.
Xiao Yan found the company under Xu Qingyan’s na on the Sky Eye search, and as she looked at the company’s simple structure, she couldn’t help but blink, wondering if they might be short-staffed.
If there were any job positions available, she would take it even if the salary were a bit lower.
As she was thinking, her phone alarm buzzed.
She was suddenly jolted awake and snapped back to reality. It was twelve o’clock, Pei Muchan’s new album!!!
After a flurry of activity, Xiao Yan opened Penguin Music. The opening screen displayed Pei Muchan’s new album photography, with deep sumr shade under a blue sky and white clouds.
Pei Muchan stood under the tree, the breath of midsumr hitting her squarely in the face.
Although she knew the album’s na in the morning, the mont she really saw it, Xiao Yan was montarily dazzled by the cover photo, Cicada Green… Taste Green.
Even though she knew it was just a guess of her own, it… paired so well! After the webpage loaded, she didn’t hesitate to buy the entire digital album.
Eagerly, she clicked into the first song, which showed “If There’s A Next Life.”
“What kind of song is this? A love song?” Xiao Yan muttered at her workstation, not rushing to squeeze into the elevator for lunch, but instead putting on her over-ear headphones.
The lodious intro began, and the lightly chanted first line of lyrics firmly captivated her.
“In the past, people began their harvest in April, lying atop the high stacks of corn laughing. I’d walk through the golden wheat fields, singing to the scarecrow, waiting for the mountain breeze to blow…”
In that instant, the beautiful imagery brought by the words seed to be right before her eyes.
The golden wheat, the tall stacks of corn, the scarecrow standing silently in the field watching over the village. The mountain breeze blew through, and the children’s tender singing echoed in the wind.
“We’d go to the lakeside of the great plains, waiting for the birds to fly back…”
By the ti the entire song finished, Xiao Yan was stunned. Her first thought was what a beautiful song it was; her second thought was that if it could be accompanied by a college choir, it would be even lovelier.
Her thoughts were a jumble; the song with the triple beat spoke of distant places. The song title was “If There’s A Next Life,” singing of this life; this life wasn’t enough, so… if there’s a next life.
After being wrapped up in thought for a while, Xiao Yan clicked into the next song, which had a different style from the first.
“Spring Field.”
After listening carefully, Xiao Yan felt the style of this song was eerily familiar. Frowning, she thought for a while, then turned on her computer to search for Pei Muchan.
She clicked into her previous songs and listened for a bit, then had a sudden epiphany.
This “Spring Field” continued the level of success Pei Muchan had at her peak, and Xiao Yan rembered that back when she was still in high school, she felt an old emotion she hadn’t felt in a long ti from this song.
Compared to a casual fan like Xiao Yan, the feelings of Pei Muchan’s loyal fans were much deeper.
Xinghai University.
Zhou Lili played the song in the classroom using the lectern’s multidia system. While listening to the first song “If There’s A Next Life,” she could still giggle with Shen Jinyue beside her.
But when it ca to “Spring Field,” a song written by Pei Muchan herself, Zhou Lili was fixed in place.
“What’s wrong?” Shen Jinyue prodded the daydreaming Zhou Lili.
Zhou Lili blurted out, “This song was definitely written by Pei herself, I’m sure of it.”
“Ah? The previous one wasn’t?” Shen Jinyue was sowhat clueless; ever since the end of the reality dating show, she had been diligently studying at school and running wild with Zhou Lili.
“Definitely not, it reeks of Teacher Xu’s style,” Zhou Lili waved her hand, “Old fans have very sharp ears, they can distinguish it straight away.”
“Oh, right.” Shen Jinyue stuck out her tongue.
In fact, Shen Jinyue didn’t really have much of a feel for the songs; after the reality show, she even stopped doing live streams.
When she livestread herself singing in the past, it wasn’t for money or for fa, but simply because she wanted to achieve sothing and hoped to make her parents proud.
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She naïvely thought that if she worked hard enough, her parents’ relationship would beco harmonious. She pondered over this for a long ti, feeling a bit slow-witted, convinced that singing was the only thing that suited her.
The good news was that she succeeded, just a step away from becoming a minor internet celebrity in the singing and dancing community. Moreover, her parents not only supported her but also took pride in her.
The only small regret was… her father possibly wanting to give her a brother to accompany her on the piano but not wanting to tire out his wife, so with a critical heart, he had a child with another woman.
It was a hellish joke, and Shen Jinyue couldn’t laugh at all.
After her parents confird their divorce, she lost all interest in singing and being an internet celebrity. She didn’t shun live broadcasting, just purely detested it.
“Sister Pei is really super amazing!!” Zhou Lili took a deep breath, turned her head to look at the bewildered Shen Jinyue, “She was at this level before, not…”
“Even better than at the beginning… I don’t know how to describe it, Sister Pei is back.”
Shen Jinyue was also stunned, watching Zhou Lili excitedly open the WeChat group chat, muttering “holy shit” under her breath, fingers flying like butterflies, typing away, slightly overwheld.
She suddenly realized that Xu Qingyan, Pei Muchan, and the others had drifted far away from her, not sure whether to call it desolation or sothing else, just feeling that there were fewer and fewer people around her…
Elsewhere.
Zhou Mian was still busy with preparation work on the shooting set, with a batch of props urgently needed. He didn’t even have ti for a proper al, just grabbed a boxed lunch and wolfed down a few bites.
After just a couple of bites, he received a ssage from his cousin.
“Brother, did you buy Sister Pei’s new album?”
He had barely glanced at it when he almost choked on his food. He thought to himself, with everything going on with , why would I buy that darn album! Clearly, a cousin is no match for a real brother.
It’s like being on the brink of death and then your cousin popping up to ask what kind of jade you are—what variety indeed!
About to get divorced, and here’s a darn song!
Zhou Mian had no mood for this now; the divorce was a done deal. Just yesterday, he had received the divorce agreent and was infuriated.
Having an affair and still having the audacity to demand a clean break, how she planned to survive as a woman alone.
For crying out loud, this broke Zhou Mian’s defenses completely. A phone call led to two hours of quarreling, but in the end, they roughly agreed on the content of the divorce settlent.
In a few days, a lawyer would discuss the division of property with him, and then it would be over once and for all.
Truth be told, during the few days working on set, he had even considered giving his ex-wife two options: either divorce or pretend nothing happened but…
On second thought, he had already been burned and couldn’t jump into the fire again. Although his family expected a 200,000 yuan dowry for a second marriage, Zhou Mian figured he might as well break free.
After much deliberation, he made up his mind to divorce. To avoid complications, he also hired a lawyer, aid to settle every cent clearly, to escape the misery as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Zhou Mian couldn’t help but think of Chen Niannian. He wondered if she had established a relationship with that pretentious artistic man, knowing well that he was a divorcee himself.
In a mont of confusion, he subconsciously wanted to listen to Xu Qingyan’s lodious broadcasting.
Looking up, he realized that Teacher Xu had returned to Xinghai, and heard that tomorrow he was flying off to Capital City for so script work. In any case, he was doing much better than Zhou Mian, a completely defeated man.
With a sigh, he decided to send Chen Niannian the link to Pei Muchan’s new album his cousin had sent him.
Using this as a pretext, he dared to speak, pretending to be cheerful.
“Teacher Xu wrote new songs, have you listened to them?”
To his relief, Chen Niannian replied to his ssage a few minutes later. Her tone was still exuberant, sending a cute emoji, saying.
“I heard it, it’s fantastic, the entire album is of such high quality!”
“The part Pei Muchan wrote is especially good to listen to. She seems to have returned to her original state of creativity. The style is so powerful, old fans recognize it instantly!”
“Do you know what’s the funniest? People in the group say, a bunch of Teacher Xu’s fans plan to camp out at Lin Wanzhou’s album release event.”
“Why?” Zhou Mian was taken aback.
“To pressure him to release music, there’s too little!” Chen Niannian said cheerfully, “Mian Ge, since you have a good relationship with Teacher Xu, do you know if that gossip is true?”
“What gossip?”
“‘Chanqing’, is it really what it sounds like?”
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