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Now reading: Chapter 343 - 343 318 Request for Songs from The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor, a Urban novel by Greenish-black without white.

343: Chapter 318 Request for Songs 343: Chapter 318 Request for Songs After they were seated, Liu Songling said, “This is Miss Deng Qi, though I suppose no introduction is needed.” Finishing, he turned to Deng Qi and said, “These two, Miss Deng Qi must know, right?”

Deng Qi tossed her wavy hair away from her face, crossed her legs elegantly, and said with a smile, “How could I not?

These past few days they’ve been all over the front pages, nearly pushing us lesser-known singers out of the spotlight.”

“Qi, you don’t have to put it that way.

You are my senior, and I have always respected you.

None of the coverage was sought out by ,” Shi Bi’er briefly explained, still unsure why so many in the industry looked at her unfavorably.

“Hmph!

Even without seeking it out, you hit the headlines.

If you tried, you’d dominate the page, flaunting what exactly?

It’s as if the rest of us have never been in the lilight,” rebuked Deng Qi, contemptuously rolling her eyes almost to the back of her head.

“Ahem…

what brings the two of you here today?” Liu Songling quickly cut in, asking Shi Bi’er and Liu Hun, not wanting to witness a quarrel.

Liu Hun took over, “We’ve co hoping Mr.

Liu would help us write a rhythmic dance track.”

“Hmph!” Before Liu Songling could reply, Deng Qi scoffed, “A dance track?

Are you kidding?

I know you’re her agent, Liu Hun, Mr.

Big-Ti Agent.

Who doesn’t know that Shi Bi’er is famous for being stiff as a board?

A dance track?

She’d be risking her life!”

Faced with Deng Qi’s unabashed mockery, Liu Songling not only refrained from stopping her but inwardly snickered.

“Miss no-na singer…

don’t look at like that; you’re the one who said it, not .

I’m just being factual.

First, I didn’t ask you anything, so please show so politeness and respect for others.

I’m sure your elentary school teachers taught you that, unless you never attended elentary school—in which case, ignore what I’ve said.

Secondly, whether or not Bi’er can dance and whether it’ll be the death of her is none of your concern.

If you’re so keen to care, you could apply to be Bi’er’s agent assistant, and I’ll consider your application,” said Liu Hun, his face stern and serious, seemingly sincere, but the underlying sarcasm was pointed and painful.

Sure enough, Deng Qi smacked the couch furiously, pointed at Liu Hun and was speechless for a mont, then suddenly turned to Liu Songling and said, “Producer Liu!

You’re the host here; I think it’s ti you spoke up.”

Having already taken money from Deng Qi, and fearing repercussions from the powerful Tianxing Group behind her, Liu Songling imdiately said to Liu Hun and Shi Bi’er, “I’m sorry, but you two should leave.

I have no intention of creating any work for Miss Shi Bi’er.”

Deng Qi felt a surge of smug relief at these words, quick to rebuff, “I clearly rember what so people declared to the dia yesterday, sothing like: ‘Let reveal in advance that my next piece will be a dance hit.

I hope so bouncy entertainers won’t feel too pressured and will focus on learning.’ I really wonder if the person who said this still rembers how to spell ‘sha’ when they’re dancing like a zombie—I suppose their face won’t hurt from the sting of embarrassnt, or perhaps…

it doesn’t hurt at all because they’ve already lost face.”

Liu Hun looked seriously at Deng Qi and asked, “Miss Deng Qi, what would you say if I made Bi’er’s dance track a hit?”

Deng Qi, utterly dismissive, crossed her arms, and her generous cleavage bounced as she scoffed coldly.

“If Shi Bi’er’s dance track hits top three on the music charts, I’ll personally buy her single, kneel and ask for her autograph!”

“I welco Miss Deng Qi to beco a fan of Bi’er,” replied Liu Hun with a nod, further infuriating her.

“Agent Liu, I know you have money to burn, but let remind you kindly that in the entertainnt industry, it’s talent that counts, not who’s more verbally vicious.

Without my lyrics and composition, a dance track is impossible,” advised Liu Songling, now showing his masterly seniority.

Liu Hun stood up, extended his left hand to Liu Songling, and said, “Thank you for the advice, Producer Liu!

Then there’s nothing more to say.”

Liu Hun still had so grace about him.

Liu Songling, sowhat surprised that Liu Hun took the news so well, proudly shook the hand extended to him.

Suddenly, Liu Hun felt a warm flow enter his body from their clasped hands, and his mind burst with nurous images, all of Liu Songling writing and composing songs.

Even more astonishingly, ideas about dance music began to erge imdiately.

Could this be because of the Jade Pendant?

Liu Hun wondered to himself.

As soon as this thought ford, an image of a powerful and commanding Black Water Dragon flashed through his mind.

In that instant, he experienced a mont of sudden enlightennt, realizing sothing important!

The Silver Dragon fused with the Black Dragon, becoming a brand new Black Water Dragon, and Eastern Han’s Jade Pendant was exactly the vessel or incarnation of the Black Dragon.

The new superpower that this fusion brought to him was—stealing others’ talents and abilities!

It was like this…

Liu Hun’s lips curled into a barely noticeable smile.

“Liu Agent, go back and think it over…” Liu Songling said while shivering, let go of Liu Hun’s hand, sat back down, and continued, “This al isn’t for just any Tom, Dick, or Harry.

Know your own weight, don’t harm others or yourself.

It’s better to be honest and carry bricks on a construction site than anything else, don’t waste Shi Bi’er’s ti.”

“Thanks for the advice, Producer Liu, but let introduce myself once more.

I am Liu Hun!

An agent.

The artists I create…” Liu Hun said as he pulled Shi Bi’er up and continued, “can and will only be—superstars!”

“Young man, don’t blow your own trumpet too much.

What makes you so certain?” Liu Songling didn’t take Liu Hun’s words seriously at all.

“Two words—Liu Hun!

Nothing more,” Liu Hun explained to Liu Songling in a straightforward manner.

“Slap!” Liu Songling slamd his hand on the table and stood up, pointing at Liu Hun, he said, “Arrogant!

I’m telling you, Liu Hun!

If you can make Shi Bi’er’s dance song a hit, I will not only kneel and ask for Shi Bi’er’s autograph but also recomnd you as a lifeti mber of the Producers Association!

And if you can’t do it, kneel down and serve tea respectfully, saying one word ‘I submit.’ How about that?”

“Deal!”

Before leaving, Liu Hun shook hands with Deng Qi.

In Deng Qi’s view, Liu Hun was showing weakness, while in Liu Hun’s view, he had obtained the most precious thing.

After leaving Liu Songling’s house, Liu Hun finally turned off the video recording function on his phone, realizing that the functions on mobile phones were indeed getting more and more practical.

After getting into the car, Liu Hun said to Shi Bi’er, “We need a studio to record your MV.

Do you know where we can rent one?”

Seeing Liu Hun calmly taking steps forward, the doubts in Shi Bi’er’s heart gradually dissipated.

It was as if she had returned to the past, when she was the national goddess who only needed to sing and act without a care.

She liked this feeling of reliance and imdiately told Liu Hun, “I know where we can rent a studio.

I’ve rented one before.

The cost is about fifty thousand a day, and that’s not including the fees for the MV director and so backup dancers.”

“Money is no issue.

Let’s go there now,” said Liu Hun as he started the car.

When they arrived at the Star Dream Factory in the eastern part of the city, Liu Hun got his first glimpse of just the tip of the iceberg of the entertainnt industry.

The area was densely packed with countless studios and recording studios, not to ntion countless extras, various directors, screenwriters, temporary actors, and big-na stars.

It was like a small town solely existing for the entertainnt industry, complete with restaurants and clinics, with extrely comprehensive services.

Liu Hun asked Shi Bi’er to stay in the car while he went to check things out.

He didn’t walk far before he spent a few hundred yuan to get a lot of useful information from a seasoned film set worker.

Among this information, the most important was that the musical genius—Yi ngran, happened to be in the ngyue Recording Studio.

“How much do you know about Yi ngran?” Liu Hun ca back to the car and asked Shi Bi’er.

“Yi ngran!” Shi Bi’er’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she spoke with excitent, “She’s the most famous music producer in the industry.

Unlike Liu Songling, she doesn’t write lyrics or lodies, but she has an extraordinary ability to appreciate and produce music.

People say, if you give her gold, she can turn it into diamond for you.

I’ve always wanted to collaborate with her, but never had the chance.” Regret showed on Shi Bi’er’s face.

“She’s in the ngyue Recording Studio now, we’re going to find her right away,” Liu Hun said as he started the car again.

“Wait!” Shi Bi’er suddenly grabbed Liu Hun’s arm, “She’s very quirky.

Having money and fa doesn’t work with her; she doesn’t care about either.

So many big stars have been turned away by her.” Shi Bi’er recalled her own experiences to Liu Hun.

“If she wants neither money nor fa, then what does she want?” Liu Hun asked Shi Bi’er.

In his previous world, many Dao Cultivators were like this, not entering the city but having even greater reputations, with more people seeking them out.

“Unless you have a song that catches her eye and a suitable person for the song.

Both are indispensable.

Hence, the music she produces is few and far between, but each song sweeps across charts and rankings, becoming hits,” Shi Bi’er explained to Liu Hun.

Yi ngran’s demands were indeed not simple, Liu Hun thought for a mont and said, “Let’s go have a look!”

The ngyue Recording Studio was in a relatively secluded corner.

At first glance, it didn’t stand out much, especially compared to the other recording studios which looked similar.

At this ti, several luxury cars had already stopped at the entrance of the studio, showing that there were quite a few big nas seeking production.

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