Immediately following this was a notification message: "[Transfer 2000 yuan]".

Fan Xiaoxia's eyes lit up, and she quickly clicked to accept the transfer.

Fan Xiaoxia: Thank you, sister! You're the best!

Fan Xiaoxia: There are a lot of things to do at the station, I have to hurry up and get busy, I don't have time to chat with you.

Fan Shanshan: ...You're not busy when it's time to give out red envelopes, right?

After successfully "extorting" money from her own sister, Fan Xiaoxia put away her phone with satisfaction.

"Women, cry, it's not a sin."

While pondering which roadside snack shop in Malanshan to have a big meal with her boyfriend that evening, Fan Xiaoxia hummed a little tune she had adapted and hurried toward her workstation.

In a large, single-level apartment building in a high-end residential area in Jiang City.

Wearing casual clothes and without makeup, Fan Shanshan leaned against the living room window, looking at a message from her sister on her phone.

Then her gaze fell on the tall building of Jiangxi Provincial Television Station not far ahead, her expression dazed.

As far as she could remember, that was also the first time she met Wang Yueheng there.

When I first saw the information of this young singer who was participating in the competition.

As a powerful and top-notch agent, Fan Shanshan was 100% confident that she could persuade the other party to join her entertainment company.

The chips he offered were an irresistible temptation, like heaven, for a newcomer just starting out.

Many artists would rather forgo copyright fees than not join this top-tier entertainment agency.

I just didn't expect that young singer to have such a strong will.

Seeing Wang Yueheng's achievements now, Fan Shanshan couldn't help but shake her head speechlessly at her foolish idea back then.

If I were to continue working in the entertainment industry, I'm afraid I'd be laughed at so badly I wouldn't be able to hold my head up high.

At the same time, she felt grateful to the singer for not venting her dissatisfaction and resentment on her innocent relatives.

Or perhaps I'm not even taken seriously by the other person?

Lost in thought, Fan Shanshan glanced at the time on her phone again.

Then, I picked up my slightly chilled coffee, put on my slippers, walked to my computer desk in the study, turned on my computer, and clicked to enter the live broadcast room of Hunan TV's official website.

I eagerly await the live broadcast of today's preliminary round of "I Am a Singer".

...

"Oh, Yue Heng! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"I've finally met you in person!"

"You don't know, I've always wanted to find a chance to see you and chat, but you're so busy, always flying all over the world..."

Not long after arriving at the dressing room backstage of Hunan TV.

Yehena, who had arrived earlier, knocked on the door and came in.

Upon meeting, they greeted Wang Yueheng, a newcomer, with a warm hug, just like old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time.

"Hello, Teacher Yehena! I've heard so much about you!"

"I've always wanted to visit you and learn from you..."

Wang Yueheng greeted Yehena, whom he was meeting for the first time, with a polite smile.

"You're too modest. You're already so amazing, what can you learn from us old-timers who have been swept away by the tide?"

"Just maintain your current level and continue to perform well!"

Faced with the young singer's praise, Yehena waved his hand and laughed.

"It's a bit embarrassing to say, but during the last episode of the competition, I was discovered by the audience for secretly listening to you sing on 'Masked Singer' through Bluetooth, and I even made it to the trending topics."

"Director Yan was so angry that he gave me a good scolding..."

"But you sang really well in that competition, and you directly attracted the online audience of 'Singer'."

"The production team finally listened to our advice and invited you to participate in this competition!"

"Now I don't have to eavesdrop with headphones anymore, I can listen to you sing openly! You'd better do your best and make it to the next official competition!"

Yehena gripped Wang Yueheng's arm tightly, looking at him with the same curiosity as if he were an alien, muttering to himself.

It's like a neighbor lady full of curiosity when she first meets a celebrity.