I collapsed from the top, and the system just showed up?

Hao Mingxing arrived at the Composition Department early the next morning, and saw Wang Mo already waiting for him.But before the official recording session could proceed, an essential task needed attention: signing the contract.

Usually the contracts signed by other singers on regular days, for new artists, the company would take 70% of all subsequent earnings from the song. Then the remaining 30% would be divided, with the singer taking 80%, and the remaining 20% going to the lyricist and composer.

As an artist gains popularity, the yearly share increases gradually, with some top-tier artists even getting 60-70% of the earnings.

However, the earnings for composers have always remained unchanged!

“Insane.”

Wang Mo commented. The division clearly indicated how low the status of composers actually was.

Wang Mo proposed his own terms: the company would still take 70%, but the remaining 30% would be evenly split among the lyricist, composer, and singer. Since Wang Mo was both the lyricist and composer for “It Doesn’t Matter”, he would take 20%, and Hao Mingxing would take the remaining 10%.

This division was quite similar to those on Earth, and was considered relatively fair.

The finance department employee responsible for the contract was horrified. Wang Mo’s request seemed to elevate the status of the composer over the singer.

Unprecedented.

“This…”

The finance department employee looked at Hao Mingxing.

He thought Hao Mingxing would be furious, considering the absurdity of Wang Mo’s proposed division. However, Hao Mingxing just smiled foolishly and said, “I think it’s fair, let’s sign according to Brother Mo’s opinion.”

Recording a song was good enough for him. Why bother about the share?

After being stunned for a moment, the finance department employee managed to get both parties to sign the contract.

He was sure that if the Vocal Department found out about this contract, it would likely cause an uproar as it challenged the authority of the Vocal Department.

“Let it be, it’s better to have fewer problems.”

The finance department employee decided to keep this contract anonymous and not let outsiders know about it.

…

After leaving the finance department, the two quickly entered the recording studio.

As expected, quite a few onlookers had gathered in the corridor.

Everyone wanted to see what these two disabled individuals could produce.

Glancing at the crowd, Wang Mo took out his phone and sent a message to Liu Zhengwen: “Manager Liu, quite a few people in our Composition Department seem to be slacking off during work hours. Do you want to investigate? Also, please inform Manager Qian from the Vocal Department that their people are doing the same.I strongly suggest a thorough investigation.”

Putting away his phone, he entered the recording studio with Hao Mingxing.

Effective soundproofing isolated all external noise.

Wang Mo asked, “Do you need time to prepare?”

Hao Mingxing shook his head, “No need.”

Wang Mo asked again, “Then shall we begin?”

Hao Mingxing replied, “Sure.”

What surprised Wang Mo was that today, Hao Mingxing could sing off-script, indicating he had practiced hard the previous night.

The entire recording process went smoothly.

Hao Mingxing had a solid foundation in singing.

With the mixing of the recording equipment, his voice gained more charm than the day before.

Apart from some detailed parts that required multiple takes, most sections were completed in just two or three attempts.

The two were so immersed that they didn’t notice.

During the recording, the two sound engineers in the recording studio, who had initially regarded this as a joke, gradually shifted from amusement to a state of astonishment. Their pupils were so large as if they were about to pop out.

They looked at the equipment, then at Hao Mingxing.

Looked at Wang Mo, then again at Hao Mingxing.

Looked at Hao Mingxing, then again at Wang Mo.

Their expressions were bewildered throughout.

It was far from what they had imagined.

Due to Hao Mingxing’s excellent performance, the recording process quickly concluded.

“Brother Mo, how was my singing?” Hao Mingxing’s voice was full of uncertainty. After all, this was his first time recording after damaging his voice. Though he knew he couldn’t compare to other singers, he still had some expectations in his heart.

Wang Mo gave a thumbs up, “It was quite good.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Hao Mingxing said, “Thank you, Brother Mo. You’re really kind.”

In his view, Wang Mo was definitely comforting him. After all, he didn’t believe that Wang Mo understood how to judge songs, and his singing couldn’t possibly sound good.

“I…”

Wang Mo took a deep breath, this sounded so awkward.

He wasn’t a warm-hearted guy. Even if he were, would he be comforting a man in his thirties?

After leaving, he found that the previously bustling entrance was now empty.

Clean.

Refreshing.

It seemed like his message had taken effect.

After a few steps, he turned to Hao Mingxing behind him, “Brother Mingxing, I won’t be involved in the release process of the song. You should communicate with your manager. I only have one request, the song must be released simultaneously with other songs on August 1st. If you encounter any trouble, don’t hesitate to call me.”

Now, the process for song release was entirely in the hands of the Vocal Department. So, even if Wang Mo wanted to participate, he couldn’t. He could only take it one step at a time.

Hao Mingxing nodded, “Okay.”

“Oh, by the way.”

Wang Mo remembered a crucial matter, “I’ve changed my stage name to ‘Wu Yan’. But it’s a taboo in the entertainment industry to use my real name.”

“What should I write then?”

“Silent,” Wang Mo thought for a moment and said.

“Silent?”

“That’s right.”

Only Wang Mo knew the special meaning of the words “Silent.” In reality, Wang Mo was just his stage name, his real name was Wu Yan. Before his debut, Yuan Xiong took him to a fortune teller because the entertainment industry believes in such things. The fortune teller suggested changing his name due to an impending disaster associated with speaking too much.

The fortune teller said, “Wu Yan signifies many words. But your fortune says you shouldn’t speak too much, you should stay silent.”

Then his stage name was changed to Wang Mo, originally intended to mean “speak less” because misfortune would come from his mouth.

Who could have thought that even with the name change, the fortune teller’s words would come true.

…

After finishing recording the song, Wang Mo felt much relieved.

Now, everything was ready, he just needed to wait for the release of “It Doesn’t Matter” to smoothly receive the system’s reward.

“System, display the panel.”

As he thought, an invisible attribute panel appeared before him:

【Name: Wang Mo】

【Age: 22】

【Height: 179cm】

【Looks: 90】

【Reputation: -26018200】

【Items: None】

【Draws: None】

【Shop: Not yet open】

【Task: Publish “It Doesn’t Matter” to music platforms (in progress)】

“Height is 180 centimeters, thank you.”

Wang Mo roared inwardly.

Then he looked at the reputation column.

After plummeting for almost a week, his reputation had finally stabilized at over negative twenty-six million.

“A reputation of over negative twenty-six million, I’m not even surprised.”

He sighed, thinking, “System, what’s the use of reputation?”

System: 【Reputation can be used to draw prizes and purchase items in the store. So please, Host, work hard to turn your reputation positive as soon as possible.】

Damn!

He had to wait for who knows how long to turn his reputation positive?

Wang Mo felt like spitting blood.

While he was walking and muttering to himself, he saw Yuan Xiong approaching.

Seeing Wang Mo, Yuan Xiong’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly came over and pulled him, “Wang Mo, I heard you’re going to write songs?”

Wang Mo: “Yeah.”

“You…”

Yuan Xiong sighed, “Actually, you don’t have to become a songwriter for real. After all…”

Wang Mo smiled, “Brother Xiong, are you saying being a songwriter is beneath my status? Or are you worried about the psychological impact on me? In reality, I’ve lost everything now. What’s wrong with writing songs? Life has to go on, right? Even ants struggle to survive, not to mention humans.”

Yuan Xiong exclaimed, patting him on the shoulder, “Well said.”

Many celebrities, after a setback, either never recovered or fall into depression, loneliness, or even commit suicide. Very few could maintain such a positive attitude.

After a pause, Yuan Xiong continued, “Although you have a good mindset, it’s still better not to write songs in the future, it’s not worth it. Today, I have brought you good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”

Writing songs is not worth it?

Wang Mo raised an eyebrow, not refuting.

Some deep-rooted beliefs can only be broken with facts.

He said, “Let me hear the good news first.”

Yuan Xiong continued, “The bad news is: although you haven’t been officially banned, your reputation has completely collapsed, so there’s basically no chance of a comeback in the future.”

“Oh.”

This result was within Wang Mo’s expectations, so he wasn’t surprised.

“The good news is,” Yuan Xiong continued, “because the official Media hasn’t banned you, we can try other options. After the company researched, it’s decided to have you do live broadcasts.”

Wang Mo was astonished, “With my situation, can I still do live broadcasts?”

In this era of the internet, live streaming is popular. Even the top stars cannot resist the huge profits of live streaming with product endorsements.

In fact, when Wang Mo was still a top star, the company had considered having him do live broadcasts, but they thought it wasn’t the right time and planned to consider it later.

Unexpectedly, he directly collapsed.

Yuan Xiong smiled, “Of course, since the official media hasn’t banned you, why not? However, you can’t use your real appearance for the live broadcast. otherwise, the public won’t be able to bear it. The company’s plan is for you to wear a mask for an online live broadcast, using your real voice. After all, even though you’ve collapsed, you still have a lot of die-hard fans. As long as you wear a mask and don’t admit that you’re Wang Mo, your figure and voice can still attract huge traffic.”

Wang Mo widened his eyes, “Using my voice? Isn’t that asking for trouble?”

Yuan Xiong shrugged, “At the beginning, there will definitely be suspicions and criticisms. But as long as you don’t take off the mask, who can be sure that you’re Wang Mo? As long as there’s traffic, money can be earned.”

“But…”

Yuan Xiong interrupted, “Don’t ‘but’. Now, this is your only way. Even if you’re suspected and criticized by haters, it’s still publicity, right? With publicity, you can create value.”

“…”

Wang Mo helplessly said, “But I don’t like this kind of publicity.”

Yuan Xiong, “What kind of publicity do you like?”

Wang Mo, “Tokyo.”

{TL: Here Tokyo means flashing if you get me😏}

Yuan Xiong, “…You’re an artist, you still need to be mindful of your words and actions in the future.”

Wang Mo, “With my current situation, do I still need to be careful?”

“That is also true.”

Yuan Xiong agreed deeply.

After a while, Yuan Xiong spoke again, “Actually, I like it too.”