Chen Ya put his arm around Jiang Xinhai's shoulders and walked all the way to the elevator.

He was pressing the elevator button very manically. He had already lit the button and kept poking it with his fingers, as if he wanted to smash the elevator.

"Just press it once." Jiang Xinhai reminded quietly from the side.

"I know." Chen Ya said a little irritably, "Have you told them about the progress of our album?"

"No, I'm not a fool."

Jiang Xinhai said obediently.

Chen Ya glanced at her.

Jiang Xinhai felt that his eyes seemed to say, "You are very obedient, but you are a fool."

Her little face fell, and she suddenly felt insulted.

With a "ding" sound, the two of them walked into the elevator, finally feeling a little relaxed.

"I underestimated the company's bottom line," Chen Ya said with a dark face, "They didn't give me anything and they wanted to block me."

Jiang Xinhai tilted her head and said, "I actually don't understand one thing."

"What?"

"Aren't you making money for the company? Will the company not make any money and ban its own people?"

Chen Ya shook his head and said: "This is what I told you, the water in this circle is deep.

"The cliques, mutual oppression, and vicious competition in the music industry are more serious than you think. Sometimes if you offend a big boss, he can cancel all your work for the whole year.

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"They don't pay attention to talents. In the eyes of these people, creators at the bottom can be grabbed in large quantities, like leeks. They are not scarce at all. As long as they have money, they can push them up and tell them whether they can do it or not.

"So, they would rather ban one or two creators than offend a big boss. They are even more afraid to offend someone like Yingzi who is famous and has a certain influence in the industry."

Jiang Xinhai felt a little discouraged and said, "In this case, wouldn't there be no room for low-level creators to survive?"

Chen Ya made a small narrow circle with his hand and said: "There is room for living, but not much. It's just this big. It's only because others have left a way for you to survive that you can earn this food."

Jiang Xinhai was silent.

"This is not its final form yet," Chen Ya said with a serious face. "When this trend develops to its final form, it will be all about capital, and creativity and works will not matter at all."

"At that time, celebrities and idols are just symbols, and their works are just tools used to make money. It doesn't matter who the people like. As long as capital supports someone, there will always be a large number of people who like it, and they will naturally be able to support that person.

Not at his level."

"Even a person who has no quality and can't even speak clearly, as long as he looks good, he can harvest a large number of brainless fans, and create countless cultural garbage around this person... At that time, it was the final form of the music world

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"Although it is a music scene, there is no music anymore."

Although Chen Ya was very confident in what he said, Jiang Xinhai was very confused.

She couldn't imagine such a world.

Songs are meant to be listened to.

How can anyone like a bad song?

She couldn't understand.

Chen Ya put his hand on her shoulder.

"You and I are here to change this situation."

The corner of Jiang Xinhai's mouth twitched for a while: "Heh...hehe. You started again."

The two walked out of the company, the sun was shining brightly outside.

"Why am I starting again? I'm serious." Chen Ya said, "I just want to get high-quality works, make a lot of money, and slap the faces of those who only care about money!"

Jiang Xinhai grabbed his arm and said, "Let's not go crazy first and think about what we will eat later."

"You can eat whatever you want... Why are you not thinking the same way as me? Hurry up and be on the same channel as me."

Jiang Xinhai yawned and then said, "Aren't we finished?"

"ah?"

"Our album is finished," Jiang Xinhai said. "The company doesn't support you and wants to ban you. I refused to sign a contract with the company again. The diva named me and blocked me. You still owe 2 million. The whole world is targeting you and me."

Daolang...how can we release our album?"

Chen Ya patted Jiang Xinhai on the shoulder: "Don't worry, as long as Dao Lang's concert is successful, my funds will be withdrawn. Now that I have funds, we can release an album at our own expense, and everything will be fine by then."

Jiang Xinhai shrugged: "I hope so. I also plan to forget it if the album doesn't come out."

"How is it possible to forget it?" Chen Ya frowned, "I said I wanted you to be a queen, and you will definitely become a queen, otherwise you will think that my words are like farts?"

Jiang Xinhai nodded seriously and said, "I don't think you are farting, so what else do you want to say to me?"

"Is there anything else I want to say to you?"

"Did you forget it?"

"Ah?" Chen Ya was confused.

"About the third time you said you liked me." Jiang Xinhai blinked and looked at his face.

"Ah? When?" Chen Ya was stunned.

"In the reception room just now," Jiang Xinhai wanted to laugh, "when you took me away, you said that I was your true love."

"Oh, that," Chen Ya said with relief, "that's just a metaphor."

"It's a metaphor, right? So I'm not your true love. You're not talking, you're just farting, right?" Jiang Xinhai stared at him with bright eyes.

"Well……"

"That is to say, you said it very casually. I misunderstood." Jiang Xinhai played with his hair on the temples with his fingers.

"It's not random..."

"What I said means nothing, and I will take it seriously. You didn't take it seriously, did you?" Jiang Xinhai had a sweet smile on her lips.

But this smile is inexplicably oppressive.

"I was wrong." Chen Ya apologized decisively, "I didn't say it casually."

"So, do you know that I am very serious now?"

"knew."

"Then please be more serious. Stand up straight, don't be slouched, and don't smile playfully. I know you are being arrogant."

"There is no tsundere..."

"That means you do think I'm your 'love', right?"

"I have thought so."

"'I have thought so'. To be clear, do you think so now?"

"I thought so until just now."

"Then do you want to hear my answer?"

"What answer?...Oh, answer, I think."

Under the sun, Jiang Xinhai saw that Chen Ya's face was a little red.

She was a little proud, finally seeing his expression.

"My answer is, I don't like you, so don't keep touching me." Jiang Xinhai suddenly turned his face and stopped smiling.

"Eh?"

After saying that, Jiang Xinhai turned around calmly and skipped forward.

She turned back: "What are you doing standing still? Come here?"

Only then did Chen Ya recover from the charm she had just exuded and followed her over.

"You were arrogant just now, weren't you?"

"It's not arrogance," Jiang Xinhai turned around and corrected, "it's coquettishness."

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A month later, Daolang's concert finally started at the Hung Hom Stadium.
Chapter completed!