Chapter 1240: 1240: Born to Be King of Songs (20)
Chapter 1240: Chapter 1240: Born to Be King of Songs (20)
#White Yaxuan’s Role Replacement#
#After Being Kicked Out, Replaced Again#
By the time White Yaxuan stormed out of the set, the trending topic had already climbed into the top ten.
When she saw it, it was already in the top three.
[Who did White Yaxuan offend?]
[Wasn’t the news saying the set started filming a couple of days ago? Why was she suddenly replaced?]
[Did the Film Queen offend someone?]
[She is a Film Queen, the only one doing the offending, who would dare to offend her?]
[Xiao Bai, hang in there, you’re the chubbiest! Don’t care what these people say, they are just jealous!]
[I suspect the one above is a hater.]
[You people just can’t stand seeing others do well, a bunch of internet trolls!]
Amidst a slew of gloating comments, a few fans of White Yaxuan occasionally appeared.
[The arrogant Bai is actually replaced; this is worth commemorating, must forward and hold a raffle! Drawing five 888 cash red packets.]
[I’m in too…]
The netizens, in high spirits, started playing the forwarding raffle game.
Meanwhile, Chuzheng received some Thank-You Cards over on her side.
Chuzheng was bewildered by it.
–
Bang—
The phone was smashed to the ground by its owner, the screen shattered like a spider web but still flickering weakly. Then a high heel swiftly stomped it, the phone screen instantly went black.
White Yaxuan paced back and forth in the room, the assistant stood at the door, not daring to take a deep breath.
“Meng Chuzheng!”
White Yaxuan seemed to have an epiphany.
It must be her!
White Yaxuan asked the assistant to bring a phone, she logged into a small account, and started typing frantically.
[Naïveté is dead: Meng Chuzheng, was it you?!]
[Meng Chuzheng V: What are you referring to?]
Too many things done.
How would I know if I did it without being specific!
[Naïveté is dead: Replacing my role! Was it you?]
[Meng Chuzheng V: No.]
[Naïveté is dead: If not you, then who?]
[Meng Chuzheng V: Do you have no clue whom you’ve offended yourself?]
[Naïveté is dead: It’s you, Meng Chuzheng! If you dare to do it, why not admit it? Do you think this would do anything to me? You’re too naïve!]
[Meng Chuzheng V: Naïveté is dead.]
White Yaxuan stared at these words, then looked at her own small account’s name, and smashed the phone again in rage.
The assistant’s extended hand froze mid-air, internally wailing, that was my phone!!
“What are you looking at, get out, get out!!”
The assistant glanced sorrowfully at the remains of the phone before exiting the room, hearing the sounds of things smashing inside, trembling along.
This matter surely isn’t over.
Who knows what will happen next…
–
Chuzheng refused to admit it was her who replaced White Yaxuan’s role.
White Yaxuan refused to believe it wasn’t her doing.
White Yaxuan had someone investigate the investor, it was the original one, no problem.
But in the end, White Yaxuan discovered that the company the investor belonged to was acquired before she was replaced.
The person who acquired it was Meng Chuzheng.
White Yaxuan took a long look at the information on Meng Chuzheng… Should someone like her own such wealth?
Buying a company just like that?
What on earth is this woman about?
However, what made White Yaxuan even more desperate was in the coming period, all the agreed-upon roles were withdrawn.
Advertisements and variety shows were continuously replaced with someone else.
White Yaxuan sought connections, but either the people there dodged her or said they couldn’t make decisions.
Chuzheng didn’t need to bribe with money.
This big shot would either directly buy the company or have shares, being the top boss, what decisions could they make?
A small fry they could squeeze, but this boss, can they?
They just wanted to make a living!
In the end, only the projects from White Yaxuan’s entertainment company and Bai Family’s investments were not withdrawn.
White Yaxuan was so furious she nearly tore down the house.
In the house, she stabbed ten little dolls cursing Chuzheng.
–
Chuzheng didn’t care at all about White Yaxuan’s current situation.
If she couldn’t act well, then better not act at all.
White Yaxuan was busy with her own troubles, unable to interfere with Sheng Yan and the others, and Lisa’s work was progressing smoothly.
Sheng Yan and the gang spent less and less time at the studio, often going everywhere for various performances outside.
They only came to the studio when they needed to practice singing.
Though Chuzheng was their manager, someone else was truly in charge, and she often didn’t accompany them.
However, every now and then she’d send things over, sometimes food, sometimes other items.
“Xiaoyan, why do you seem so absentminded lately?” Qu Jiangxiao handed a bottle of water to Sheng Yan.
“Do I?” Sheng Yan took the water, shook his head indicating he was fine: “Maybe I’ve been too busy lately…”
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the city below, aglow with neon lights like a Milky Way fallen to earth, scattered and dazzling.
Qu Jiangxiao joined him, looking out: “We never thought we’d be standing so high someday.”
“Yeah. I never thought either.”
Never thought he’d see such a view one day.
“Xiaoyan, among the three of us, only you never gave up, Mu Sheng and I should both thank you.”
Back then they faced all kinds of life challenges, unable to hold on anymore.
Only he…
“The one we should thank the most is her.” It’s her, who lifted them this high.
Qu Jiangxiao nodded, indeed the one they should thank the most is their boss.
“But still, thanks for not giving up on us.” Back then he could have signed alone, yet he chose this band of theirs.
And they…
Even in such tough times refused him.
Sheng Yan gave him a look and chuckled lightly: “We are friends, didn’t we say we would stand on stage together?”
Qu Jiangxiao and Mu Sheng met first, then they met Sheng Yan in a bar.
Sheng Yan was a bit of a paradox, on stage, he always couldn’t be ignored, as if shrouded in brilliant light.
But when he got off, that light seemed to be snuffed out, becoming a poor thing easily bullied.
Qu Jiangxiao made a fist, extending it outward, reaching toward Sheng Yan: “In the future, we’ll stand on even bigger stages together.”
Sheng Yan made a fist too: “Alright.”
“Don’t leave me out!”
Mu Sheng rushed over, the three of their fists bumped together, making a promise for the future under the watch of countless lights.
The three exchanged smiles.
–
One month later.
Firework’s first album hit the shelves, quickly breaking the sales record for a debut singer group.
Though no match for the music kings, it caused quite the stir in the industry.
In such a market environment, their album still sold so well, exceeding everyone’s expectations.
It further showed that whoever was behind Fireworks had the means, had the resources, worth betting on.
A number of people volunteered to sign with their studio.
Someone found out the studio address, making the entrance livelier than ever.