Blossom Entertainment.
Zhang Wei and Li Yunchuan, a pair of good buddies, were drinking coffee.
"Senior Brother, have you thought about releasing new songs recently?"
Zhang Wei had been quite idle lately. Although the popularity of his last song release had increased his fans, it was overshadowed by Su Yu's "Chi Ling."
He still hadn't managed to make a comeback.
"Forget it. The year-end is approaching, and the competition is too fierce. Moreover, the market is currently dominated by ancient styles, which isn't my genre."
The Chinese music scene holds its annual grand ceremony at the end of each year.
Many awards are nominated.
Among them, the "Top Ten Golden Songs of the Year" is the award with the highest prestige.
Songs that make it onto this list are considered good songs that combine quality and popularity.
Therefore, at the end of the year, many A-list singers become active, and even Heavenly Kings and Queens might join in the fray.
"Senior Brother, do you think the song 'Blue and White Porcelain' will win an award?"
Zhang Wei was very interested.
"The songs released by Ting Yu are of very good quality. They should definitely be nominated for the Top Ten Golden Songs. However, he released his songs in the latter half of the year, so it might be difficult for him to get into the Top Ten Hot Songs of the Year. After all, there were so many viral Douyin songs in the first half of the year, with tens of times his playback volume. It's hard to catch up."
If the Top Ten Golden Songs represent quality, then the Top Ten Hot Songs of the Year represent traffic.
These songs are ultimately compiled based on playback data from various platforms.
Nominated songs represent the peak of popularity for the year.
In other words, they are the top ten songs that best resonate with the market.
"Sigh... I shouldn't worry about others' affairs. Senior Brother, I probably won't be able to make a comeback this time," Zhang Wei sighed.
He was a bit dejected and suddenly lost the desire to persevere.
Making a comeback seemed impossible.
The money he earned as a singer for a few years was enough for him to open a shop in a small city, and he wouldn't have to worry about basic sustenance.
"Your contract is about to expire, isn't it?" Li Yunchuan suddenly asked.
"That's right. It expires in a few days. If I renew the contract then, it will probably only be at the standard for a third-tier singer," Zhang Wei said somewhat despondently.
He had once been extremely popular, and such a contract now felt like an insult to him.
"You have the talent, but your luck has been too bad. Xinghui is recruiting singers lately. Why don't you give it a try?" Li Yunchuan suggested.
He truly felt regret for this junior brother, who possessed talent but was unable to become popular due to his constant bad luck.
"Xinghui?"
Zhang Wei was stunned, and then his eyes lit up with dazzling brilliance.
...
November 10th.
The almanac indicated it was a good day for weddings.
Dorm 408.
"Zhang Yang, you're going to your ex-girlfriend's wedding dressed like this?"
"Where's your other suit? Hurry and get it out to change."
Zhao De and Zhou Tao blocked the doorway.
Today was Zhou Mengting's wedding.
The roommates had woken up early to get ready, but Zhang Yang had casually thrown on a jacket and hadn't even styled his hair.
"Wear your dating battle outfit, and do your hair."
Su Yu also urged him from the side.
Today, the main objective was for Zhang Yang to debut with a persona of a devoted lover.
Disgusing Liang Feng was secondary.
Therefore, his image had to be perfect.
"Let me be clear first, if I sing this song, Liang Feng will probably be so angry he spits blood. You guys have to protect me!" Zhang Yang confirmed again.
"Don't worry, with me, Zhao De, here, who would dare touch you!"
"No problem!"
"A piece of cake!"
Su Yu and the other two nodded solemnly.
With their assurances, Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction.
He then took out his long-forgotten battle outfit from the trunk and went to the bathroom to do his hair.
After a short while, he emerged with a refreshed look.
"Let's go, I've already called for a car," Zhang Yang said, shaking his phone.
Judging by the time, they should be arriving at the hotel soon.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Zhou Tao suddenly said something and then ran to his bed to rummage for something.
After a moment, he found a bag, put it in his pocket, and then patted his pocket with satisfaction.
"Why are you taking a bag?" Zhao De asked, confused.
"It's a tradition in our village to bring a bag when attending a banquet. We can pack leftovers," Zhou Tao chuckled.
"Damn, aren't you ashamed?" Zhao De looked at him with disdain.
"You don't understand. I heard that rich people's banquets have abalone and lobster. If I pack a couple of them back, it'll be enough for a few days. Isn't it good to save some meal money?" Zhou Tao patted Zhao De's shoulder and said earnestly.
"That makes sense. Wait for me, I'll get a bag too!" Zhao De felt his reasoning was sound.
He then ran to his bed to look for a bag.
"..."
"Let's go, time to eat!"
"We'll sit separately later, or there won't be enough to go around."
"No problem, I'll sit at the kids' table."
The two discussed and walked out of the dorm.
"My goodness... these two are ridiculous! So shameless!"
Watching their excited backs, Zhang Yang's mind was filled with black lines.
"Indeed shameless," Su Yu nodded seriously, then followed them, "Zhao De, you're strong, so pack more later and give some to me, but don't give me anything that others have eaten."
"Don't worry, I'll pack it as soon as I get to the table."
"Brother Yu, tell me what you like to eat, and I'll pack it all for you. We gave a two-hundred-yuan red envelope, so it's only right to pack some food to take back."
"You packed two hundred?" Zhao De was stunned.
"Yeah, didn't you guys?" Zhou Tao looked confused.
"I packed twenty..." Zhao De held up two fingers.
"I forgot..." Su Yu spread his hands.
"Damn, are you guys even human?" Zhou Tao's eyes twitched violently.
Just as Su Yu and Zhao De appeared somewhat embarrassed,
He suddenly chuckled, put his arm around Zhao De's shoulder, "Do you have any change? Lend me twenty."
Hearing the content of their conversation,
Zhang Yang spat out a mouthful of blood.
He suddenly doubted whether bringing these guys was the right choice.
...
Girls' dormitory.
Lin Yanyu was putting on makeup.
"Yanyu, Su Yu and the others have probably left already. But will it be dangerous to cause such a scene?" Jiang Xiao'e sat by her bed, observing the furnishings in the room.
As a celebrity, Yanyu actually lived in such a small place.
She should learn more from her.
She was also a debut singer now, but she rented a place outside. Although it wasn't very large, it was much better than the dorm.
"Let them make a fuss. It'll be fine with me around,"
Lin Yanyu said indifferently.
Liang Feng was considered a super-rich second-generation in Shuangqing City, but in the entire China, he was nothing.
"Then let's hurry up and go. It'll be too late if we delay," Jiang Xiao'e continued.
For some reason, she felt a little flustered whenever she thought that Zhang Yang might be in danger.
Lin Yanyu heard this and turned her head, looking at Jiang Xiao'e with a half-smile.
"Wh-what's wrong?" Jiang Xiao'e felt creeped out by her gaze.
Lin Yanyu asked, "Do you like Zhang Yang?"
"No, how could I like him!" Jiang Xiao'e jumped up from the bed abruptly.
It was just because this matter was caused by her that she was so nervous!
That's right, it was exactly like that!
"It seems you really like him," Lin Yanyu covered her mouth and giggled.
Girls understood girls' minds best.