novelraw The production team of S+ has come to us to purchase the OST for Chapter 12!
The production team of S+ has come to us to purchase the OST for Chapter 12!
These five words were transmitted verbatim into the live broadcast room through Gao Min's microphone.
More than four million online viewers heard it clearly.
Zhang Juan swallowed hard on the other end of the phone, her voice rising a beat.
"You know that top-tier domestic fantasy epic, 'Eternal Love'?
"Their film's music director just called my personal cell phone!"
Song Ze moved his phone further away.
The microphone dutifully transmitted this excitement to every household.
"They've got their eye on your song 'Liang Liang'!" Zhang Juan continued. "The film crew wants to buy the OST rights to this song!"
Lin Shishi suddenly turned her head and looked at the boy in the baggy shorts.
The live stream chat instantly filled the entire screen with comments.
[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!]
What did I just hear? Three lifetimes?!
[One minute the haters were stirring up trouble and accusing it of plagiarism, the next minute the S+ production team came knocking on our door?!]
This plot twist happened way too fast!
[A thrilling storyline becomes reality!]
Song Ze, who had been standing casually, unconsciously straightened up a bit.
The salted fish look from before has mostly disappeared.
His mind started racing with calculations.
Within three months of its release, "Cool Down" garnered over 100 million views on a single platform, with total views across the entire internet approaching 10 billion.
This is a real gold mine.
Even with the lowest guaranteed base salary plus commission, let alone the initial goal of "earning 200 million a month"—
This money is enough for him to make a down payment on a large apartment in the city center.
They've struck it rich.
This is a real windfall.
Song Ze said directly into the phone, "Tell them! The price is negotiable!"
Before Zhang Juan could say anything more, Song Ze had already hung up.
Lin Shishi stood two steps away from her.
She was just captivated by the song "Sorrow." That lonely and aloof aura had just begun to form an image of a musical prodigy in her mind.
But as soon as he heard about money, the man's expression changed completely.
The phrase "obsessed with money" is practically written all over his head.
Looking at the hands that were rubbing together excitedly, Lin Shishi felt a surge of indescribable emotion.
Her musical talent, which she was so proud of, suddenly seemed somewhat inadequate in front of this man who could pick out a song at will and be chosen by the S+ production team.
That man is vulgar.
That's really vulgar.
But he was so vulgar that he was self-righteous, making it hard to find any major fault with him.
It even carries a touch of admirable candor—there are few in the entire Chinese entertainment industry who can switch so freely between talent and worldliness.
Song Ze put his phone back in his pocket and turned to look at Lin Shishi.
"Let's go, boss!"
He strode over and patted Lin Shishi on the shoulder.
"Let's go eat! To that newly opened Chinese restaurant you mentioned!"
He was in a great mood. Not only did he not have to pay for the two thousand yuan meal himself, but he also got a nice meal for free.
Lin Shishi's shoulder slumped down after being patted.
She silently took a half step back, straightened her wrinkled silk shirt, and led Song Ze out of the music store.
The program crew's black van drove towards the city center.
The filming director sat in the passenger seat, glancing back every now and then.
The scene inside the train carriage was quite interesting—
Lin Shishi sat on the right, her back straight, fully armed, a standard celebrity travel look;
Song Ze slumped on the left, sinking into the leather seat with his right leg crossed over his left. His shorts swayed gently with the car's bumps, and the SpongeBob SquarePants logo on his black Crocs was grinning at the camera.
An hour later, the van stopped beside a quiet sycamore-lined avenue.
The three large gilded characters "Yujingtai" are hung on the white marble archway.
This place doesn't resemble a typical restaurant; it's more like a private garden that's not open to the public.
Lin Shishi got out of the car, with Song Ze following behind. Their Crocs made a soft sound as they stepped on the cobblestones.
The doorman, dressed in a pale white traditional Chinese jacket, saw Lin Shishi about to bow and greet her, but his gaze swept behind him, and he stopped halfway through his action.
He looked at Song Ze's baggy shorts and old T-shirt, and his professional smile froze for a moment.
Song Ze ignored all of this and walked straight in. Small bridges, flowing water, winding paths leading to secluded spots—the Suzhou-style garden design unfolded before his eyes.
Well-dressed diners sat behind a screen, conversing quietly.
Song Ze walked along in his Crocs, the sound of the rubber soles scraping against the bluestone slabs particularly clear in the quiet restaurant. People would occasionally look up at him as he passed.
The comments section became lively again.
[Hahaha, where's the security guard?! How did this guy sneak in?!]
This scene is so out of place!
Who would wear Crocs to a restaurant of this caliber?!
I could laugh for a year at the expressions on the faces of the people at the next table!
This entire outfit probably doesn't even cost as much as a single cold dish!
The waiter, steeling himself, led the two to their reserved window seat. Outside the window was a pond of koi and a miniature artificial waterfall.
Just as I sat down, footsteps came from behind the screen.
A man in a beige-gray long robe walked out slowly. He was tall and straight, with regular features. He was holding a string of Bodhi seeds in his hand, and had a polite smile on his face. He exuded a gentle and kind aura.
"Shishi, what brings you here today?" The man's voice was perfectly controlled.
Lin Shishi stood up: "Teacher Wen, it's been a long time."
She turned to Song Ze: "Let me introduce you, this is Song Ze." Then, looking at the camera, she said, "The owner of this Yujingtai restaurant is Teacher Wen Ziliang."
The barrage of comments suddenly became dense.
[Wen Ziliang!]
[He's a great actor and a successful businessman; Yujingtai is actually his!]
[Warm-dressed himself!]
Wen Ziliang is a top-tier actor known in the industry for his mentorship of younger actors and his approachable personality, earning him a very good public image.
"Teacher Song Ze, it's an honor to meet you."
Wen Ziliang was very approachable and didn't pay much attention to Song Ze's Crocs. He took the initiative to come forward and extended his hand, speaking earnestly.
"I've been watching your live stream. Your song 'Sorrow' was really well-written; this is the kind of good work that the Chinese music scene should have."
He turned to look at Lin Shishi and the camera, his face bearing the smile of a kind senior: "This meal is on me today, as a way to congratulate Teacher Song on getting rid of those unfounded accusations, and you two are also welcome to visit my little shop."
[Teacher Wen is so generous!]
[Proactively helping the newcomers out of an awkward situation and even treating them to a meal—that's incredibly generous!]
This is the true mark of a senior!
Lin Shishi nodded slightly. In the fame-driven world of entertainment, Wen Ziliang's proactive gesture of goodwill was indeed rare.
Song Ze stood up, quickly putting on a standard business smile.
"Teacher Wen, you're too kind. I can't accept this."
He was being polite, but in his heart he was wondering – this person's tone of voice, the range of his movements, even the rhythm of his pauses were all too perfect.
But Song Ze didn't think much of it and reached out to shake it.
The two hands clasped together in mid-air.
The moment my skin touched it, a line of ice-blue data suddenly popped into my mind.
【Ding--】
[Skill detected: Acting (Superior)]
[Target for extraction: Wen Ziliang]
The target is currently using this skill at high intensity...
[System evaluation in progress...]
[Evaluation passed!]
[Possesses basic acting skills, meeting the prerequisites]
The target level does not exceed the limit of two levels above its own level.
[Can be extracted]
【Whether to extract? 】
Song Ze held Wen Ziliang's hand, his heart skipped a beat.
He had seen that smile before.
During the years when he was being attacked online in his previous life, he researched countless materials and asked countless people in the industry, but he always had a doubt in his heart.
Although there was no concrete evidence, he remembered that eternally gentle face and every detail of excessive enthusiasm.
In his past life, he didn't know how to distinguish.
Now, he saw right through it.
This person is acting from head to toe.