Chapter 10: Write a Song

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This time it was different. Chen Hai peeled off the colorful wrapper of the lollipop. No matter how delicious the candy inside was, it still relied on the outer packaging, didn't it? If the first impression is poor, who would be interested in peeling off that layer of paper to find out? This is the true essence of packaging! Chen Hai felt quite proud, realizing that he had derived such a profound lesson from a mere lollipop, which was indeed rare.

The beautiful woman smiled, her expression one of disdain: "Other men have already played this trick, it's too stale. You don't even know to come up with something fresh. And your agent is out here too; I'm still a big star!"

Chen Hai was finally exhausted; he sat down, hugging his legs, and finally understood why Xiao Meiting's gaze was filled with compassion when she left, as if she were watching a prisoner about to be executed. From the very beginning, she had felt that she would definitely be put in a difficult position by Sister Wu, and tragically, she would also have to bear the consequences of collective responsibility. However, in the end, it was still he who had to take the brunt of it.

Chen Hai walked out of the convenience store with a lollipop from www.hetushucom.com, feeling quite cheerful. He recalled how vibrant he was in his youth. What had turned him into a middle-aged man? It was the helplessness of life, the anxiety of fearing wolves in front and tigers behind. He had chosen to live cautiously, which had stifled the passionate youth within him, transforming him into a repressed middle-aged man.

"Sir, may I ask if you need anything?" The convenience store attendant noticed the man standing there in a daze for quite some time and felt dissatisfied. "You can stand here, but at least make a purchase; it would make people feel better, wouldn't it?" However, he showed no intention of doing so, which made the convenience store attendant unhappy: "Sir!"

Oh no, has she mistaken me for someone trying to flirt? Chen Hai felt utterly defeated. Do I really look like a pick-up artist? How tragic. He forced a smile on his face: "Miss, you are truly mistaken. Please take a look at my business card. I am indeed from the agency and publishing department. Your demeanor is really impressive. If you are interested, our company can offer you a series of packages..." He forced a smile on his face: "Miss, you are truly mistaken. Please take a look at my business card. I am indeed from the agency and publishing department. Your demeanor is really impressive. If you are interested, our company can offer you a series of packages..."

Wait a moment, Chen Hai's mind stirred. Na Yin did not decline later; instead, she became immensely popular across the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and beyond with a song titled "Conquest." This song laid the foundation for her future path, ultimately allowing her to truly become the queen of the mainland music scene! What year was that? Chen Hai was so excited that his mental database almost malfunctioned. He knocked on his forehead several times with force and finally remembered: Yes, it was 1998, the year Na Yin's "Conquest" became a huge hit! Now it is 1996, and the song "Conquest" has not yet made its debut!

Chen Hai extracted from the database in his mind: "What is the matter?"

Having finished the lyrics, Chen Hai recited them in his heart several times. The more he recited, the more he felt a surge of passion. He was already eager to present this song to her. However, there was still one problem: there were only the lyrics, but no melody.

This beautiful woman has a stunning appearance and fair skin; one can tell just by looking that her skin is highly elastic. Her body proportions are also exquisite, and her age is quite favorable, at most around twenty. If one were to perceive her as younger, it is entirely possible that she could be seventeen or eighteen. The beauty exudes a sense of pride, which is not surprising; those who are exceptionally attractive often possess an inherent air of confidence. This display is not only for the eyes of others but also serves to comfort herself, adding a touch of self-assurance.

Finally, you found a way to determine the victor and the vanquished, the cost of winning and losing being the mutual destruction of each other. Though you appear healthy on the outside, you bear countless scars within. I, the resilient one, am a captive of this battle, thus conquered by you, with all escape routes severed. My emotions are steadfast, yet my decisions are muddled. Conquered in this manner, I swallow the poison you have hidden away. My story has reached its conclusion, and my love and hate have been buried. At last, I understand that what both of us seek is an end. All justifications lead the other to believe they are mere attempts. I set fire to the gift you gave me from mhetushu.com, yet it cannot extinguish the searing anger in my chest.

Chen Hai was stunned for a long time, gritting his teeth as he said: "Give me a lollipop, the kind that costs 0.5 yuan each!"

Not compatible, separate? Chen Hai unconsciously moved closer to the television, gazing at the youthful face of Na Yin inside. In fact, Na Yin was not particularly beautiful, but she had a wonderful voice and was truly a powerhouse in her field. Unfortunately, in the past two years, she may have encountered a bottleneck; if she cannot progress, she will only face a decline.

Hello, beautiful. I am Chen Hai, a manager at Starlight Agency. Without any small talk, Chen Hai immediately took out his business card: "May I ask if you have ever worked as a model, an actress, or a singer?"

Chen Hai stood by the roadside after finishing that lollipop, and finally he knew what he wanted to do. He was going to write a song, a song titled "Conquest"

The lyrics of "Conquest" were vividly remembered by Chen Hai. He did not wish to return to the company, as there were a few pairs of eyes in the company, harboring ill intentions, fixated on him. He sat on the flower bed, took out paper and a pen from his bag, and began to write fervently.

The business card fluttered lightly to the ground, accompanied by the fading footsteps of the beautiful woman, making it appear particularly forlorn. Chen Hai let out a sigh: "It's nothing, it's normal; every beginning is difficult!"

The convenience store clerk squeezed out another smile and said, "May I ask what you need?"

After recognizing this fact, Chen Hai's courage suddenly returned. The path of rebirth is one he chose himself; if he does not succeed, he will die trying! His eyes fell on the television in the convenience store, where the news caught his attention—domestic music star Na Yin is at odds with her original management company and is about to part ways!

That said, in the next two hours, Chen Hai encountered the same or similar situations; he was either treated as a fraud or seen as a pick-up artist. Otherwise, those beautiful women would simply cover their faces and flee. Am I really so monstrous in appearance? Do you need Ultraman to come to your rescue?