Half a month later, the music video recording team finally headed ho.
Xu Qingqiu also returned to the studio as soon as she could.
"Phew~ I’m exhausted! I need a good, long sleep! I’ll sleep until the sun is high in the sky before I even think about getting up!"
After getting off the plane and into the van, Xu Qingqiu sank back into her seat, unwilling to move. All the running around during this period had made her feel as if her bones had co loose.
Chu Tian, who had co with Sister Hua to pick her up, sat beside her in the van. He watched her languid state with a smile, seemingly nodding in agreent, before suddenly saying,
"Indeed, you should rest well. Take tomorrow off, but rember to co to the company the day after tomorrow to study."
"Study? Study what?"
Xu Qingqiu was drifting off to sleep when she suddenly heard him ntion studying and couldn’t quite process it for a mont.
She had occasionally texted Chu Tian over the past half-month, their conversations mostly revolving around the local customs and scenery of various places.
Chu Tian was no fool. He surely wouldn’t be so irritating as to constantly remind her about sothing as tedious as studying, would he? That would be far too aggravating.
But now that they were back, what needed to be said, had to be said.
"Of course, it’s about your Singing Skills. Not only do you have to learn vocalization, but you also have to practice breath control, vocal range, and a whole host of other things."
This ti she understood, and her expression darkened completely.
Xu Qingqiu remained motionless in her seat. Just when Chu Tian thought she had fallen asleep, she suddenly sat up, grabbed his arm, and, swinging her small fist, landed several blows—THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
"Aaargh! Chu Tian! You’re too much! I just got back, do you have to be so annoying?! Couldn’t you have said this tomorrow?!"
"Even elentary school teachers nagging about howork aren’t as annoying as you! Are you sick or sothing?!"
Feeling the sharp pain in his arm, Chu Tian knew Xu Qingqiu was genuinely infuriated. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have hit him so hard and recklessly—it was a clear sign she was striking out of extre hatred.
Nevertheless, he continued with a grin,
"I know, I know, I didn’t want to either. The reason I ntioned it today is simply to remind you: you can rest tomorrow, but your mindset cannot relax. Otherwise, I’m afraid if you beco too lax, getting back into the swing of things later will be even more troubleso."
It was just like that, similar to being on vacation. Once you fully get into play mode, you lose the desire to study. Without at least half a month, it’s almost impossible to readjust.
And this was just the beginning. How could it be easy to rise above the rest?
In his previous life, he was juggling filming, concerts, recording albums, and studying, often wishing he could split himself into several pieces. How many people could truly understand that feeling?
No one in this world achieves success easily. Who hasn’t put in unimaginable effort, day and night, to stand in that dazzling spotlight?
How many things obtained effortlessly ever last?
It takes trendous willpower for soone who suddenly becos rich from a lottery win to settle down and live a stable life. And what about those propelled to stardom by a stroke of luck, becoming household nas overnight? How many of them remain famous in the end?
Without genuine effort, any fa achieved is fleeting. Only those who have painstakingly taken each step, with their feet firmly on the ground, truly understand how hard-won everything is and, consequently, cherish what they have even more.
While others might not understand Chu Tian’s approach, Li Chunhua, who was driving in the front seat, fully approved. As an agent, she had witnessed countless instances in the industry of teoric rises followed by devastating falls.
To say they were commonplace would be an understatent. This path is littered with remains. Those who fall either end up as forgotten refuse, face ruin behind bars, or continue to exist in a state no different from death.
So, seeing Xu Qingqiu’s furious expression, Chunhua said while driving,
"Qingqiu, don’t be mad at Chu Tian. He’s absolutely right. People can rest, but their hearts can’t. That’s just how it is in this business. Until you have enough capital, you can’t let your guard down, not even for a mont."
She paused for a mont before continuing, "Additionally, I’ve already made the arrangents. Several of the music videos you recorded earliest are now finished, so we’ll probably start selling the new album in the next day or two. You need to be prepared."
"Ah? That soon?!"
"It’s not actually that soon. The studio’s finances are almost depleted; we must speed things up."
On this point, Li Chunhua wasn’t lying. The production costs for the entire album had already exceeded six million. While it couldn’t compare to what superstars spent, it was a significant investnt for an ordinary singer.
Currently, apart from a small amount reserved for salaries, the studio was virtually out of money.
"Okay, Sister Hua, I understand. Then I won’t rest tomorrow. I’ll start working right away."
"It doesn’t have to be like that. You still need to rest when it’s ti to rest. These two things don’t conflict. You just need to grasp the priorities," Sister Hua said.
As Sister Hua’s voice faded, the van fell silent.
Xu Qingqiu no longer felt sleepy. Instead, she gazed out the window at the passing scenery, lost in thought.
Actually, what she was pondering were those perennial questions: Is it worth it? Can I do it? Will I be able to persist? What is my dream?
Chu Tian was all too familiar with these thoughts, having encountered them countless tis in his previous life. Every ti he was close to breaking down, he would continually examine himself, repeatedly asking himself these very questions.
Didn’t he still manage to make it through, step by step, in the end?
At so point, Chu Tian noticed Qingqiu’s hand trembling slightly, betraying a restless anxiety. He sighed inwardly. He then silently reached out and took her hand, holding it in his own to soothe her troubled heart.
Feeling her hand being held, Xu Qingqiu stiffened for a mont but soon relaxed.
She didn’t turn around, nor did she pull away. She continued to look out the window, but the tension on her face slowly faded, replaced by a faint smile.
...
After a day of rest, Xu Qingqiu, her hair tied back in a high ponytail and looking refreshed, drove to Chu Tian’s house and whisked him away to the studio.
"Feeling pretty happy today, huh?"
"Hmph~ Of course! I’m going to be an international star! I need to learn! I aspire to be the best singer!"
"Mm, that’s good determination. However, you’re still lacking in quite a few areas. For instance, your breath control isn’t long or stable enough, your vocal range is too narrow, your high notes need improvent, your breathing technique..."
"Chu Tian! No talking allowed!"
"Got it!"
Just as the two were about to start their training, a ssage was quietly spreading across the entire internet.
[Xu Qingqiu’s latest album, "With Dreams, Set Off Again!" is newly released! A must-listen classic, officially out today. Are you ready?!]
With the official account’s post, the entire marketing system overseen by the operations team sprang into action.
[Xu Qingqiu’s new album is out! Hit or miss? Interested parties can join the poll!]
[Xu Qingqiu, holding the title of ’Queen’ more in na than substance, releases a new album. Will it be a sensational hit or rely lukewarm?]
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