Netizens commented that "artists really are unkempt."
As his landlord and agent, Shen Huai reluctantly accepted Cherry's interview and coldly replied, "No, he's just lazy."
Ye Cang touched his nose and said, "My agent is right."
The rock prince, who is usually so outspoken and defiant, is rarely seen being so well-behaved and obedient. It's true that everyone has their match. Although Shen Huai only appeared briefly, his looks and temperament attracted a lot of attention from fans.
After the previous paparazzi incident, some fans had already noticed him. However, Shen Huai has always been low-key, and there is very little video or audio footage of him available to the public. This amount of information is extremely limited, and these fans can only rely on a few photos to enjoy. This leaked clip is a real surprise.
[Waaaaah, my husband is so handsome!]
[Oh my god, if you look like that, you should just debut already! Why are you even a manager?]
Did you guys just see that? The muscles in his arms. I bet he has a really good physique behind that suit.
I just checked my husband's resume, and it's absolutely amazing! The three artists he's managed—Xu Anqi, Bai Weijia, and Ye Cang—just look at that!
Holy crap! This is incredible! Xu Anqi is a rising star, Bai Weijia is also very popular, and then there's Ye Cang... The success rate is practically 100%!
I originally just wanted to be a quiet fan of his looks, but now I've decided to get hooked on my husband's career...
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Unbeknownst to Shen Huai, he already had his first batch of fans.
He was currently meeting with Ye Cang to see the organizers of the "Million New Singers" event. It was said that the organizers attached great importance to this event, and the person who came was Fang Zhilan, the initiator of the event and the executive vice president of the music association.
Principal Fang had admired Ye Cang ever since he heard "Mulholland Drive," so he took time out of his busy schedule to meet him.
Fang Zhilan was about forty years old, gentle and refined, with a graceful demeanor and a very amiable attitude.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone started chatting. Fang Zhilan's words were full of admiration for Ye Cang. If it were anyone else, they would probably be overjoyed to receive such praise from such a big shot, but Ye Cang's reaction was very calm.
In his eyes, Fang Zhilan was just a junior, nothing to be happy about.
But to outsiders, it appears as a state of composure and equanimity, neither arrogant nor humble.
Fang Zhilan had always admired him, and now she was even more satisfied. She said, "I didn't believe that 'Mulholland Drive' was your idea, but after watching your competition, I was truly impressed by your talent. At your age, your performance is far superior to that of your peers."
Ye Cang smiled but didn't say anything.
Sure enough, Fang Zhilan quickly said, "The music scene has been stagnant for the past few years. There haven't been any truly surprising original songs for a long time. Music companies pursue profits, and the market chases trends. Excellent music from niche and obscure genres is simply not guaranteed a place..."
“I don’t deny what you’ve said,” Ye Cang said calmly. “But I don’t think that’s the main reason either. Ultimately, it’s because there isn’t enough excellent original music. Music that can touch people’s hearts doesn’t need to be protected so carefully; it will savagely rush into people’s hearts.”
Fang Zhilan was stunned, and after a long while, she sighed: "You're right."
Even though it was ahead of its time and quite niche, "Mulholland Drive" has now become a hit across the internet and has a huge following.
Fang Zhilan quickly composed himself. He wasn't angry at Ye Cang's rebuttal; instead, he admired him even more: "You are more clear-headed than I imagined, and I believe your music will not disappoint me."
When it comes to music, Ye Cang showed no modesty whatsoever: "Of course."
Fang Zhilan laughed heartily: "Yes, young people should have this kind of fearlessness and courage. I was just like you when I was young, but I can't anymore."
"I won't," Ye Cang replied earnestly. "Even after I die, it will be the same."
Fang Zhilan: "Haha, young man, you're really good at joking."
Shen Huai, standing to the side, helplessly pressed his forehead. As the only one who knew the truth, he always felt an awkward sense of unease.
After discussing these digressions, Fang Zhilan brought up the "Million New Singers" program. As the name suggests, it's an initiative for newcomers who debut and produce albums that year. The program offers extremely high funding and has few requirements for singers. They only need to release an album within a year of receiving the money, and there are no requirements for the album's success. All the proceeds from the album belong to the singer, making it an incredibly good deal for new singers.
Shen Huai had already obtained the contract for this plan, and after studying it, he found no traps.
After Fang Zhilan finished her introduction, she asked Ye Cang, "Do you have any further comments on this plan?"
Ye Cang nodded: "Yes."
Fang Zhilan's assistant was getting impatient. This plan was practically free money; there were no demands whatsoever, and he actually had objections?!
Fang Zhilan stopped her assistant and asked Ye Cang in a friendly manner, "What do you think?"
Ye Cang said, "I hope all the funds will be used for album production. In addition, if there is any money left over, I hope to donate it to the development of original music."
Fang Zhilan looked at him in surprise. From Ye Cang's previous performance, he felt that Ye Cang was a confident to the point of arrogance, and his attitude towards music was also quite strict. This kind of genius who was detached from worldly affairs had no empathy for mediocre people, so the first request he made was within Fang Zhilan's expectations, but the latter surprised him.
Ye Cang seemed to have thought of something, and a bitter look appeared on his face: "A good song certainly doesn't need too much protection, but its author does."
Fang Zhilan was stunned, and after a long while, she showed a solemn and respectful expression: "You are really surprising me more and more."
The two chatted for a while longer. Although they had different views on music, they respected and understood each other and had a pleasant conversation. In just one hour, they became close friends despite their age difference.
After Ye Cang left, Fang Zhilan murmured with admiration, "Truly, the younger generation is formidable!"
Just then, the partition in the room was opened, and Li Luan came out with Li Zihang's help.
Fang Zhilan smiled when she saw him: "Mr. Li, you have a good eye!"
Li Luan smiled with pride: "Of course. My judgment has always been very accurate. When I first heard Lu Yang's song, I felt that he would definitely shake the entire Chinese music scene. Now when I hear this kid's song, I have the same feeling."
Fang Zhilan almost choked on his water. Although he also admired Ye Cang, he didn't praise him as much as Li Luan. He wiped his mouth and said helplessly, "You're exaggerating too much. What kind of status does Lu Yang have? Although this kid has some ability, there's no need to praise him so highly."
Li Luan snorted and remained silent, giving off a "we'll see" vibe.
Fang Zhilan was somewhat helpless. He knew the old man was stubborn, and since the other party was their big spender, he should still try to flatter him. So he changed the subject: "This must be Young Master Li. He is a very handsome young man, and I heard he sings very well too."
Before Li Zihang could speak, Li Luan casually waved his hand and said, "He's no good. He's far from it. There's no comparison."