Lunch was at a small hotpot restaurant, and the taste was decent.

Luckily, I had nothing to do in the afternoon.

Su Yehao found some of the composition teachers from Tianyu Entertainment and went into a studio to start writing songs.

Jiang Yu had been feeling under the weather the past few days.

She took the morning off to rest, and went to a lecture by an Oxford University professor at Hong Kong University. After having lunch with her mother, she finally arrived at the company.

As soon as she entered the office, Jiang Yu saw Nangong Tian sitting there looking gloomy. She tentatively asked, "What's wrong? Are you having period pains?"

"No! I've known Brother Hao for so long, and he's never written a song for me. That guy Baoyajun asked him a few times, and he actually agreed to sing at the wedding, and the most, most important thing is that he's writing it himself! Am I not as important as his buddy?!"

The little girl continued to sulk.

After listening to her, Jiang Yu understood what was going on and said, somewhat amused, "If that's the case, then I haven't received a song from him either. I remember seeing him write when we were in high school, and I thought he bought it from somewhere. Could it be that he really has talent in this area? Why haven't I heard about it before?"

Even at a time like this, despite her sulking, the little girl still defended him:

"Maybe it's because Brother Hao's business talent is so outstanding that it overshadows his other strengths. Besides singing, I think he's also very suitable to be an actor. He looks especially good in photos."

"..."

Jiang Yu chuckled, put down her bag, sat on her office chair, and said, "Could it be that love is blind? I admit that guy is very good, but he's not exactly an all-around genius, is he? When he wrote me a love letter back then, he only asked me to meet him in the cafeteria. There was nothing poetic about it at all. It almost killed me with anger."

"People change, and besides...you actually received a love letter from him? Why didn't I?"

"..."

Suddenly unable to sit still.

Jiang Yu immediately got up and changed the subject, saying, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, and I also need to go to the film set!"

Nangong Tian grabbed her and said with a smile:

"Don't try to escape. I'm just teasing you. Do you want to eavesdrop? I think I know what kind of song Brother Hao will write for Baoyajun. If it's complete nonsense, wouldn't he lose face in public and make us look bad too?"

Jiang Yu, who was slightly tempted, was instantly persuaded.

The two of them didn't bother to deal with the company's trivial matters and quietly went downstairs to the studio door, where they leaned in to listen.

The employees who saw this scene thought it was very strange, but no one dared to disturb them.

In the hallway.

A security guard was pushing a cart filled with gifts and letters from fans all over the world for the company's artists. They had been receiving hundreds of them almost every day recently.

In order not to disturb the "refined entertainment" of the two bosses eavesdropping, the security guard could only wait quietly, holding the cart to prevent it from making any noise.

In addition, some well-known directors, award-winning international dancers, scriptwriters, second and third-tier stars, and so on, pretended to be passing by after hearing the news, and came to see what was going on.

Since the establishment of Tianyu Entertainment, more than 500 million Hong Kong dollars had been invested, and it had also merged with ATV's film and television production department. The entire company had long been on the right track, developing in a decent manner, with a wealth of internal talent, and the number of full-time employees had reached more than two hundred and seventy.

Someone had just discovered that Nangong Tian and Jiang Yu were actually eavesdropping sneakily, and the news spread quickly.

Rumors even began to spread.

It was said that Prince Hao was probably fooling around, so the two of them were planning to catch him in the act.

Three men make a tiger. The news became more and more mysterious. Within a few minutes, even some employees who were filming in other places received first-hand gossip.

It could only be said that it was worthy of being an entertainment company. The employees had different work environments, and they were particularly sensitive to this kind of gossip.

...

After eavesdropping at the door for more than ten minutes, Jiang Yu's legs began to go numb.

She pointed to the side, signaling Nangong Tian to come over and talk. Then she whispered, "Didn't Ahao let you in? Why are we eavesdropping? It's just the sound of musical instruments. It's too weird to be standing at the door."

"No, I'm worried that if we're there, it will affect Brother Hao's creative passion. I used to not like it when the teacher watched me write essays. My mind would go blank."

"..."

After listening, Jiang Yu said weakly, "Forget it, we'll just ask later. You're the president of the company. Eavesdropping is bad for your image."

In order to prevent disturbing others, the interior of the studio was covered with soundproofing material, so it was not very clear what they were hearing from the outside.

The little girl belatedly realized that there were quite a few people watching, so she coughed lightly and took Jiang Yu's arm and left.

...

More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

In the studio, one of the composition teachers looked at the temporary composition from beginning to end and said with satisfaction:

"The degree of completion is already very high. Give us two more days to continue to improve it, and we guarantee that it won't delay your business, Young Master."

"Yes, yes, leave it to us. My Mandarin is a bit poor, but the lyrics of this song seem to have a lot of flavor," said another professor majoring in vocal music.

Having been praised, compared to three years ago, Su Yehao was no longer so awkward.

Because of the changes he had brought about, most of the new works that had emerged in the entertainment industry in recent years seemed particularly unfamiliar to him. Only some adaptations like *Xun Qin Ji* and *Spider-Man* were similar to those of his previous life.

For example, *Meteor Garden*, *Fung Wan*, and the *Myth* movie developed by Tianyu Entertainment were quite different from those of his previous life, retaining only some core storylines.

If he didn't take out some of the memories in his head, these things would probably not appear again in this life, so there was no need to be surprised.

When he showed up.

Nangong Tian immediately started calling him Brother Hao this and Brother Hao that, using all kinds of coquettish tricks, just wanting to know in advance what song Su Yehao had written.

However, Su Yehao refused to tell her, which made the little girl very anxious. She almost ran to find the composition teachers and force them to tell her what they had heard earlier.

In response, Su Yehao only said that the melody hadn't been completed yet, and the lyrics might also need to be revised, so it was better to be patient and wait until Baoyajun's wedding, when the effect would be better.

In just four days, the little girl gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and actually managed to endure it.

However, she felt like every day was a year, as if there was a big piece of gossip that she couldn't find out.

With her personality, it was indeed too tormenting.

Saturday.

The weather in Hong Kong was sunny. Baoyajun held his wedding at the Central Hi~o(*￣▽￣*)ブ Garden Hotel. The price of the banquet was discounted by 30%, which seemed quite generous.

Su Yehao also lent his father's yacht to him for picking up relatives and friends from Casino, 1997.

Like other weddings, it was divided into an outdoor vow ceremony and a restaurant banquet.

After the outdoor ceremony was over, the other guests began to eat. Brother Lin and Brother Qin went on stage to sing, and Brother Guo Rong also sang "Qian Qian Que Ge."

When the host called Su Yehao's name, his head buzzed. The main reason was that the previous singers had sung so well that it was simply a way to attract criticism.

Having reached this point, he had to hold on, even if he couldn't.

Looking around the audience, the most excited person was not the bride and groom, but Nangong Tian, who took a big bite of a crystal bun and muttered, "Finally! I've been waiting so hard!"

The music started, and the words "Rushing to the Starry Sky" appeared on the screen.

Su Yehao took the microphone and waved his hand, eliciting a round of applause and cheers. Several first-line singers who had already taken their seats were also very supportive.

They had all agreed to come because of their relationship with ATV and Su Yehao. If he hadn't helped, Baoyajun might not have been able to invite them.

As the music with a bit of a DJ rhythm started, Su Yehao sang in Mandarin:

"If I could turn into a star to accompany you shining

Let the moonlight soften the look of this season

Chasing after time running, waiting for a meteor to streak across and make a wish

At some point, I begin to become important

Throw all your worries into the Milky Way and discard them..."