Chapter 216

Lu Yan He didn't hold back at all with Chen Ziliang.

Chen Ziliang had originally come to hold him accountable and never expected Lu Yan He to dare to push back with such a tough attitude.

Even though Lu Yan He had become popular recently and had some fame, he still couldn't compare to him.

Chen Ziliang still remembered the last time at Arctic Light Video, when he said some sarcastic things about Lu Yan He to his agent, and Lu Yan He accidentally heard them. Lu Yan He could only hold it in, not daring to refute him to his face.

Why did he seem to have such huge confidence today, not taking him seriously at all?

Chen Ziliang turned his head to see the crowd in the hallway, and his brows immediately furrowed.

He glared fiercely at the people at the door and slammed the door shut.

Only he and Lu Yan He were left in the room.

Lu Yan He looked at him silently.

Chen Ziliang sneered and asked: "Do you think you can look down on me now?"

Lu Yan He shook his head, looked at him calmly, and said: "I have never looked down on anyone, but if you're asking if I'm very annoyed by you? Well, yes, I am."

Chen Ziliang clenched his fists, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"You don't like me either, do you?" Lu Yan He looked at him with slight confusion. "Is there any problem with that?"

Of course, there was no problem with that.

It was just that Chen Ziliang hadn't been told such things to his face for a long time.

Chen Ziliang had a bad temper, often acted like a diva, and caused all kinds of trouble for the people around him. These flaws had been pointed out to him many times by his agent, who had also earnestly advised him, but Chen Ziliang couldn't be bothered to listen.

Because so what? As long as he remained popular, no matter how dissatisfied or angry those people were with him, they wouldn't say a word against him, and they would still greet him with a smile when they saw him.

Chen Ziliang's development had hit a bottleneck. Chen Ziliang himself knew this. The music he made never received professional recognition in the industry. His fans were also not very satisfied. The market's positioning of him still remained at the stage of his first few years of debut, hoping he would sing more mainstream pop songs.

Chen Ziliang's own singing skills weren't that great, nor could he master many different styles.

Therefore, over the past year or two, Chen Ziliang had been wavering between trying new styles and returning to his old ones, and the controversy surrounding him was growing.

This was also the reason why Chen Ziliang's sense of crisis was becoming heavier.

When recording "Small Songs Gathering", as soon as Chen Ziliang heard Lu Yan He's "Memory", he was full of hostility toward Lu Yan He, partly because Lu Yan He had an ability he didn't have: he lacked creative ability. Chen Ziliang always felt that it was because of this point that many of his ideas had to be written by other composers and lyricists, and something was missing.

With no outstanding talent in singing and relying purely on popularity and fame to hold on, Chen Ziliang's sense of crisis was becoming more and more serious.

Especially, he was particularly sensitive to the attitude others had toward him.

Chen Ziliang himself couldn't explain clearly whether he frequently caused trouble because he really wanted to cause trouble, or to emphasize to others that his status was still there and that no one should think of provoking him.

Chen Ziyan hurried back as soon as she heard the news, and ended up bumping into Chen Ziliang's agent, Yan Wei, at a corner.

He had obviously also rushed over after hearing the news.

Chen Ziyan's gaze swept across Yan Wei's face as if it could kill.

A bitter smile crossed Yan Wei's face.

"Sister Ziyan, sorry."

"Let's not be in a hurry to say such apologies. If Chen Ziliang dares to lay a hand on Lu Yan He, I won't let this matter go." Chen Ziyan's anger showed on her face.

The person who sent her the message described it in a way that made her terrified.

"Chen Ziliang is acting like he's on drugs, in an abnormal state of rage, questioning Lu Yan He. After seeing many people gathered at the door, he slammed the door shut in front of everyone. I don't know what happened inside, and no one dared to knock on the door to check..."

Yan Wei said: "Chen Ziliang won't lay a hand on Lu Yan He, don't worry."

"You weren't there, how do you know?" Chen Ziyan asked coldly.

Yan Wei's bitter smile deepened, and he said: "If Chen Ziliang had that kind of backbone, I would think more highly of him."

Chen Ziyan didn't expect Yan Wei, as Chen Ziliang's agent, to suddenly say such a thing to her.

Wasn't this directly mocking Chen Ziliang?

At this point, Chen Ziyan roughly understood Yan Wei's attitude. It seemed that Yan Wei had also been tortured enough by Chen Ziliang during this period.

In the past year or two, rumors of Chen Ziliang being unprofessional, standing people up, and acting like a diva had frequently emerged, and Yan Wei must be quite tired of cleaning up after him.

Chen Ziyan didn't bother Yan Wei anymore.

By the time the two of them hurried to the door of Lu Yan He's lounge, a dozen people had already gathered.

Just as Chen Ziyan was about to open the door directly, Chen Ziliang suddenly opened the door from the inside and rushed out like a wild bull.

Chen Ziyan couldn't dodge in time, and Chen Ziliang didn't hit the brakes either. The two collided directly. Chen Ziyan let out a cry of pain, stepped back, and covered her nose. Blood oozed from between her fingers, scarlet and eye-catching.

Seeing this, the others gasped.

Chen Ziliang didn't expect that he would suddenly bump into someone.

"Ziyan, are you okay?" Seeing this, Yan Wei was shocked and didn't even care about Chen Ziliang, rushing to help Chen Ziyan.

Chen Ziyan covered her nose with one hand and waved at him with the other, saying in a muffled voice: "Take him away, quickly."

The "him" here, of course, referred to Chen Ziliang.

She walked into Lu Yan He's room.

"Sister Ziyan?" Lu Yan He was about to close the door when he suddenly saw Chen Ziyan coming in, covering her nose in a disheveled state, and was surprised. "What happened to you?"

Chen Ziyan waved her hand and continued in a muffled voice: "Get me a few tissues first."

Lu Yan He hurriedly pulled out a few tissues and handed them to Chen Ziyan.

Chen Ziyan went to the makeup mirror, carefully wiped the blood that had flowed out, and tilted her head back.

"Chen Ziliang didn't do anything to you just now, did he?" Chen Ziyan tilted her head back, could only look at Lu Yan He with slanted eyes, and asked.

Lu Yan He immediately said: "What could he do to me, Sister Ziyan, don't underestimate me."

Chen Ziyan glared at Lu Yan He and said: "What, you mean you still want to have a fight with him, right?"

Lu Yan He hurriedly smiled and waved his hands. "That's not what I meant. I meant, don't worry about him doing anything to me. I'm not a block of wood; what could he do to me?"

"Who knows? I see you're usually quite tolerant. Who knows if you were swallowing your anger in front of him."

"That wouldn't happen. I've long been annoyed by him, and my first meeting with him wasn't very pleasant either." Lu Yan He immediately told her about his first meeting with Chen Ziliang.

Chen Ziyan: "A singer who debuted several years earlier than you and has a higher status than you, yet is so lacking in tolerance, really petty."

"Yeah." Lu Yan He shrugged his shoulders. "Anyway, I just try to avoid contact with him to avoid conflict. I didn't expect to bump into him by accident this time."

"This is also a coincidence." Chen Ziyan saw that her bleeding had stopped, so she lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Chen Ziyan's phone rang.

She took a look, heh, it was someone from the company.

"It's probably about the conflict between you and Chen Ziliang. I'll go handle it. You calm down, prepare for the rehearsal later, and don't think about this."

Chen Ziyan instructed Lu Yan He, answered the phone, and walked out of Lu Yan He's lounge again.

With all this commotion, Lu Yan He's boxed meal was almost cold.

He hadn't even eaten a few bites.

Lu Yan He wasn't full at all, and looking at Chen Ziyan's portion, it was about the same.

He thought it would be better to just heat them up together later.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Yan He said "Please come in" with some surprise.

Song Lin Xin opened the door, poked her head in, and called out "Yan He".

Lu Yan He was stunned when he saw it was Song Lin Xin; he didn't expect her to come over at this time.

"You—are you looking for me for something?"

Song Lin Xin had a cautious expression on her face and said: "Yan He, you didn't have too intense a conflict with Chen Ziliang just now, did you?"

Lu Yan He shook his head and said: "No, he just ran over to complain and then left."

Song Lin Xin breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

Lu Yan He looked at Song Lin Xin, but for a moment didn't know what to say to her.

He looked at Song Lin Xin hesitantly and asked: "Are you here to care about me?"

"Yeah." Song Lin Xin nodded, suddenly squeezed her hands, and said, "There's one more thing, sorry, that duet I had with you, it was eventually required to be sung with Chen Ziliang."

Required?

Lu Yan He was a bit surprised and asked: "Did your agent require it?"

"No, no, it was the director's team." Song Lin Xin lowered her head, not daring to look into Lu Yan He's eyes at this moment, not daring to make eye contact with him. "I'm very sorry. I originally asked for your help, but ended up causing you to work in vain and wasting your time."

Lu Yan He had been full of anger, but as soon as he heard Song Lin Xin say this, his anger dissipated a little.

In fact, a large part of the reason why Lu Yan He was angry before was because of Song Lin Xin's attitude.

Lu Yan He wasn't desperate to sing this duet with Song Lin Xin, but Song Lin Xin hadn't offered a single explanation beforehand, which made Lu Yan He feel like he had been "freeloaded" and "betrayed".

"Since it was the director's team's requirement, why didn't you tell me directly?" Lu Yan He asked.

Song Lin Xin: "I felt very guilty and didn't dare to contact you."

Lu Yan He saw that Song Lin Xin's eyes were red, as if tears were about to fall in the next second, and now he really had no temper at all.

"Yan He—" Chen Ziyan suddenly pushed the door open and came in without even knocking, obviously not expecting that there was a second person in the room.

She looked at Song Lin Xin in surprise, and Song Lin Xin also raised her head in surprise, looking at her, at a loss.

The two looked at each other for a second, then Song Lin Xin suddenly reacted, her cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly said "I'll go back and prepare first", lowered her head, walked past Chen Ziyan, and left.

Chen Ziyan looked at the little girl's back in surprise, then turned to look at Lu Yan He, her eyes becoming suspicious and ambiguous.

"What did you say to her? Her eyes are red."

"I—" Lu Yan He hurriedly explained to himself, "It has nothing to do with what she said to me; I didn't make her eyes red."

Chen Ziyan, however, still looked at Lu Yan He with a scrutinizing gaze, as if she didn't believe what Lu Yan He said.

"I suddenly discovered that you kid have quite good luck with women, always having girls around you."

"Sister Ziyan, don't talk nonsense, I didn't!" Lu Yan He hurriedly defended himself.

Chen Ziyan: "Let me tell you, you kid, be careful. I don't care if you date, but if you play the field, every year there are several such scumbags exposed, and their future is directly ruined."

Lu Yan He had black lines all over his head: "... Sister Ziyan, you're overthinking it. I'm not that kind of person. Play the field? I haven't even stepped firmly on one boat yet."

Chen Ziyan: "I'm just reminding you. As for what you do in the end, can I still control which woman you sleep with?"

Lu Yan He didn't know what to say.

"Sister Ziyan, what were you going to tell me when you came in just now?" Lu Yan He really didn't want to continue this topic with Chen Ziyan, so he hurriedly asked.

Chen Ziyan then said: "Oh, I just wanted to tell you that when Chen Ziliang rushed into your room just now, your livestream wasn't turned off. It was clipped into a video and posted online. Now you and Chen Ziliang are both on the trending list. Congratulations, Prince of Trending."

Lu Yan He: "..."

Chen Ziyan said: "Regarding this matter, the Beijing Station has also privately expressed their apologies to me, saying that the boxed meals prepared for us were indeed a bit poor."

"Actually, it's fine." Lu Yan He said.

Chen Ziyan: "Yes, didn't you also explain it in the livestream? Those leaders at the Beijing Station saw it and felt even more embarrassed. They said they would give your performance more promotion tomorrow, and also asked you to cooperate with the Beijing Station in responding to this matter."

Lu Yan He: "What do I need to cooperate with?"

"The Beijing Station is prepared to say that Chen Ziliang's boxed meal had more dishes because his team has four people, while you only have two of us, so they were prepared differently. Although everyone knows it's not like that." Chen Ziyan looked at him with some appreciation. "I was even surprised that so many people ran to your livestream room to mock you, yet you could respond to the matter so calmly without getting angry at all."

"Mainly, I really think the boxed meals they prepared for us are quite delicious." Lu Yan He said sincerely. "There's nothing to be angry about, and they didn't treat us poorly."

Chen Ziyan: "Tsk, you must preserve this virtue of being content with what you have."

Lu Yan He: "How is it being content with what I have..."

Chen Ziyan didn't say anything more.

She patted Lu Yan He on the shoulder and said: "Keep yourself clean and self-disciplined. Your future is bright. Young man, make sure to control your lower body, don't let it ruin your future."

Lu Yan He's whole brain was buzzing.

His face was as red as a monkey's butt.

"Sister Ziyan..." Lu Yan He didn't know what to say at this moment.