Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen-Chapter 440 - 297: The Whole Album? Conclusion too Soon

The festive air of the New Year celebration had lasted for three full days. As expected, amidst all the lovey-dovey couples, Xu Qingqiu’s romance-themed album had opportunely appeared and was catching fire.

The several songs produced earlier at Guo Jingtao’s studio had been completed quite a while ago but were held back by Chu Tian from release.

He was waiting for the New Year buzz to cool down a bit before adding more fuel to the fire.

After Xu Qingqiu returned, she didn’t rest either.

Fortunately, Chu Tian had familiarized her with several songs beforehand, allowing her to keep up with the new album’s release schedule. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had enough time just to get familiar with the songs.

Now, things were better. Six songs had already been recorded, and there were four Mandarin songs left.

Two of those were recorded after she came back and were currently in urgent production. Now, only the last two hadn’t been recorded yet.

"Chu Tian, it’s about time," said Sister Hua. She had been based at the studio all this time and hadn’t gone elsewhere, which had eased Chu Tian’s burden considerably. "The online sentiment has already started to shift, and talk about the New Year is decreasing. When do we start releasing the new songs?"

"Yeah, it’s about time," Chu Tian replied. "Let’s release six songs tomorrow. As for the last one, that will depend on Qingqiu."

"Okay, but we need to hurry. After all, it’s a full album; too long a gap between releases isn’t good."

"I understand. I’ll discuss it with her later."

Speaking of the last song, Chu Tian felt somewhat troubled. The reason was simple: this final track was a duet. Initially, Chu Tian had intended for Xu Qingqiu to explore more possibilities and collaborate with other singers in the industry. This would have made promotion easier and helped boost her popularity. However, everything had been too rushed, and he hadn’t managed to find a suitable partner in time. More importantly, Xu Qingqiu had consistently opposed this plan; she wanted Chu Tian to sing the duet with her.

Did he want to? Of course, he did! Although he didn’t want to become famous or expose himself to the public.

But that was because, back then, he lacked any real power and couldn’t stop the relentless paparazzi, leaving him with no other choice.

Now, he was somewhat influential. He had money, and his connections, while not extensive, weren’t bad either.

In the entertainment circle, he could still have some say. Crucially, he had money. No matter how formidable the paparazzi, weren’t they ultimately driven by money?

Besides, he still had a few gadgets from the system that could easily block cameras and the like; that wasn’t an issue at all.

The real issue was himself—specifically, his voice. Although it had mostly recovered, allowing him to sing with no issues in timbre, it wasn’t particularly outstanding.

At best, his singing was about average, and he couldn’t use his voice too intensely, or it would quickly become hoarse and require several more days of rest.

This was also why he hadn’t personally taken the stage to sing.

Whenever he thought about this, the name Baise Entertainment would pop into his mind.

When he first transmigrated, he’d felt indifferent about many things. He figured that getting a second life was already a huge gain, so he adopted a relaxed mentality. He couldn’t be bothered to fuss over certain things or pay attention to others, focusing entirely on living his own carefree life.

He didn’t want to get too involved in worldly affairs or engage daily in business scheming.

More importantly, he had the system back then. Fixing his voice? That used to be a piece of cake, something that could be resolved in minutes, so naturally, he hadn’t worried about it.

But as it turned out, more than half a year had passed, and his voice still hadn’t returned to its peak condition, let alone to how it was in his previous life.

Damn it!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He realized he had been so preoccupied with Xu Qingqiu’s affairs recently that he had almost forgotten about Baise Entertainment.

The key issue was that he had recently heard Baise Entertainment was stirring up trouble again. Nothing was said openly, but news from Unlimited Entertainment indicated that Xu Qingqiu had almost been removed from the New Year’s Eve gala list.

The reason given was that a sponsoring brand had voiced concerns, deeming her unsuitable. Later, Director Liu Xinyuan from the procurement department mentioned her relationship with Unlimited Entertainment. Only then, considering the deep cooperation between the two companies, did they let the matter drop.

Ah, Liu Xinyuan was Wei Liangxiao’s maternal uncle. Practically family. His position was also critical; he was a decision-maker regarding the acquisition of works, wielding no small amount of influence.

This won’t do. I need to stir up more trouble for them later. I won’t rest easy until they’re dealt with.

While plotting in his mind, he unconsciously made his way to the recording studio.

"What’s up with you? What are you thinking about?" Xu Qingqiu asked.

"Nothing much. Have you finished recording?"

"Yeah, Teacher Guo just said it’s all good. Now only the last song is left. Have you decided?"

"Ah? Must I sing it?" Chu Tian was a bit hesitant, mainly because he feared his singing might not be good enough and could drag Xu Qingqiu and the entire album down.

"Yes! It has to be you! This is my first duet love song; if not with you, then with whom should I sing?"

"It’s not the first one. The first was clearly ’Rooftop’..." Chu Tian muttered under his breath.

To be precise, it wasn’t just ’Rooftop’; there was also ’Want to Sing My Song to You.’ It’s just that neither of those two had ever been released.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, I didn’t say anything. It’s just singing, right? Then let’s sing!"

Since Xu Qingqiu herself had put it that way, what was there for Chu Tian to be coy about? The song’s quality was undeniable; how bad could his singing possibly make it?

So what if netizens and fans complain later that I’m dragging her down? I’m her official boyfriend; they’re just jealous!