Chapter 169 "Fireworks"

Fu Yingzhou called Zhang Feng and told him what he needed to investigate.

Shishi, who was standing nearby, asked curiously, "Zhang Feng is a policeman, right? Won't this kind of investigation cause trouble?"

"Of course it wasn't him who investigated. He has a few friends in the military who now run a private consulting firm."

Shishi suddenly understood—it's just a private investigator! And private investigators are illegal!

Shishi frowned, worriedly asking, "Won't this cause trouble for Zhang Feng and his friends? Is what we're doing inappropriate?"

Fu Yingzhou remained calm. "Don't worry, they're very discreet. They have their own methods and won't be easily discovered. That's how they make their money. They have high professional ethics and won't implicate us."

Shishi was still somewhat hesitant, after all, this involved legal issues. Just then, Fu Yingzhou's phone rang; it was Zhang Feng calling back. Zhang Feng said on the phone that everything was arranged and that Fu Yingzhou just needed to wait for news.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yingzhou patted Shishi on the shoulder, "Don't worry, they are the fastest at doing things. Snakes have their ways, rats have their ways, they are more professional than paparazzi."

Hearing him say that, Shishi felt a little more at ease. She could only silently pray that everything would go smoothly and that nothing would go wrong, otherwise, things would get really complicated.

I arrived at the company, and today I still have to record an album for Lou Xiaoting. Although his true colors were exposed yesterday, Lou Xiaoting still pretends to be innocent and pure like a green tea b*tch.

Wu Yinglei's staff were still saying that idols are usually arrogant, have bad tempers, and like to act like big shots, but they didn't expect this young man to be so humble and hardworking.

Shi Shi secretly rolled her eyes. It's all an act, all an act!

Today's recording is for "Fireworks". I don't know if Shishi opened up his meridians yesterday, but he got into the mood for this song very quickly today.

I'm a little drunk now.

Drunk as a wild pigeon that has lost its way.

So I started to change.

It became like a violent, fiery firework.

As the song ended, smiles appeared on the faces of those outside the booth. Everyone really liked yesterday's song, "Train," but its popularity is unlikely to be as widespread as this song, "Fireworks."

Lou Xiaoting's agent, Sister Mei, is newly appointed. For some reason, the previous agent was replaced.

She happily said to Lou Xiaoting, "The company's decision this time was absolutely right. Compared to the songwriters under our company, Shishi's talent is truly not to be underestimated."

That's right. Good lyrics and music are only one aspect; the key is that the arrangement and recording of this song are also excellent.

Lou Xiaoting nodded in agreement. "Yes." Sister Mei instructed, "Sister Mei, could you please help me pick out a bag to give to Sister Shi Shi? The money will come from me."

Anita Mui immediately understood; the singer herself wanted to cultivate a good relationship with Shi Shi. However, a bag alone couldn't possibly forge any connection.

"Given Shi Shi's current status, she probably wouldn't even look at a bag."

Lou Xiaoting shook his head indifferently: "Right now, we don't need her help. It's just about making a good connection. Let her give it to me. A bag won't make me poor or her rich."

He didn't tell Sister Mei his true thoughts, after all, the agent was assigned to him by the company. He wanted to test whether Shi Shi was angry about what happened that night. His conflict with Fu Zhixu had been building up for too long. Normally, he wouldn't rashly do something so superficial as to sow discord.

It's said that women are prone to being petty, although Shi Shi doesn't seem like the type to be calculating on the surface. But who knows?

After recording "Fireworks," Shi Shi wasn't as amazed as others, mainly because she had heard two far better versions before her time travel. Both Wang Feng's original and the live cover by the New Pants band were far more stunning than Lou Xiaoting's.

"Let's record it again, it's not quite right."

Hearing Shishi's words, everyone in the shed froze. Even Sister Mei's hand, which was handing Lou Xiaoting a glass of soda, paused.

She just saw the other staff's reactions, and they seemed fine. They weren't targeting their artist, were they? It's the manager's job to offend people.

She stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Mr. Shi, what's wrong with our Xiaoting? Please give him some pointers. He's a bit slow; sometimes he doesn't understand unless you explain things clearly."

Shi Shi glanced at Lou Xiaoting: "You silly kid in your late twenties? Come sit down."

Lou Xiaoting stepped forward and sat on the stool Shi Shi pointed to. When there were many people around, he reverted to his usual manipulative, scheming self.

"Fireworks, as a metaphor, should run throughout the song, symbolizing life's struggle and rebirth in adversity. The image of 'flowers burning in fire' expresses a sharp and contradictory state of life."

At this point, Shishi paused and looked at Lou Xiaoting.

He quickly nodded, indicating that he understood, and continued Shishi's words: "Either turn to ashes, or be reborn from the ashes?"

Shishi nodded, indicating that the student was teachable, and continued, "You need to sing out the feeling of pursuing a moment of brilliance amidst the brokenness and wildness."

Lou Xiaoting: ...

I understood it, but it also felt like I didn't.

Looking into his eyes, they finally revealed a kind of innocent foolishness befitting his age.

Shi Shi continued, "It's the same screaming style as yesterday, but for this song, you need to convey the tension of struggle and release. The last time it went too smoothly, and I didn't express that feeling of struggle."

Seeing that he was still clueless, Shi Shi had to put it more plainly: "This song needs to be sung in an abstract way to create a particularly clear and sharp feeling. Your voice isn't warmed up."

Lou Xiaoting scratched his head, a hint of embarrassment on his face. "Sister Shi Shi, I think I understand, but it's still a bit difficult to grasp."

Shishi sighed helplessly. It's true, no money is easy to earn. And Lou Xiaoting is definitely one of those people who is highly cooperative and has decent personal qualities.

"Okay, I'll demonstrate for you." With that, Shishi cleared her throat and began to sing "Fireworks".

There was no backing track, no background music. But her voice was full of power, perfectly showcasing the tension of struggle and release, and everyone in the studio was captivated.

After the song, Lou Xiaoting's eyes were full of admiration. "I know how to sing now. It's a good thing you're not a singer, otherwise we'd all be starving."

He returned to the recording booth, took a deep breath, and began to sing again. This time, he seemed reborn, bringing the emotions in the song to life.

After the song ended, enthusiastic applause erupted outside the tent. Sister Mei said excitedly, "President Shi, you're amazing! Xiao Ting sang wonderfully this time."

Shishi smiled and nodded, "Record it a few more times, and then choose the best one."

Mei Jie looked at Shi Shi gratefully, thinking to herself that Shi Shi was really capable; she should increase the budget for the gift. It seemed she had underestimated her before.