Volume One, Chapter 113: “Red Beans” Is Born; Teased by a Wicked Woman

After the Breakup, a Song Called "Without Makeup" Resonates Across the Internet Swordsmith 2644 words 2026-04-01 07:17:26

This is incredible!

Jiang Yu’s words left Yang Weiwei completely stunned.

“You said two songs—what about the other one? Let me hear it!” Yang Weiwei said eagerly.

Jiang Yu smiled and clicked a few keys on his computer. A brand-new background track began to play.

He hummed along.

Yang Weiwei had been amazed earlier when Jiang Yu composed a song in such a short time, so she hadn’t fully reacted.

But now, hearing Jiang Yu’s voice again, it was so magnetic, possessing a captivating charm.

Before she could fully savor it:

The snow blossoms in bloom,

Together we tremble,

And understand what tenderness truly means.

Another masterpiece. Is this what a genius sounds like?

Yang Weiwei was utterly convinced. Across the entire entertainment industry, who could create two exquisite songs within two hours?

Even Su Muyu was impressed.

Listening to Jiang Yu’s voice full of emotion:

Sometimes, sometimes,

I believe everything has an end.

Meeting and parting, all happens sometimes.

Nothing lasts forever.

But I, sometimes,

Would rather choose to linger and never let go.

When all the scenery is seen through,

Maybe you’ll stay with me to watch the gentle flow of time.

...

“Weiwei, which song do you like better?” Jiang Yu picked up a glass of water and took a sip.

Yang Weiwei paused for a few seconds, then looked at Su Muyu. “Mumu, does your company restrict Jiang Yu from dating?”

Then she turned back to Jiang Yu. “Little brother, would you accept a romance between a sister and a younger guy?”

Hearing this, Jiang Yu immediately spat out his water.

Su Muyu gave him a look of disbelief—this crazy woman!

“Hahaha!” Yang Weiwei laughed. “Why are you so worked up? I’m just joking.”

Jiang Yu’s expression was awkward as he discreetly wiped a bead of sweat from his temple.

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“I want both songs, little brother. Name your price,” Yang Weiwei said with a delighted smile, staring at her computer.

Both songs were rare gems. She couldn’t bear to give up either; she had to take them both.

Jiang Yu chuckled. “Weiwei, you name the price you think these two songs are worth. Don’t worry, for Mumu’s sake, I won’t haggle.”

Hearing Jiang Yu call Su Muyu “Mumu,” she rolled her eyes furiously.

Yang Weiwei gave Jiang Yu an approving glance. “Little brother, you’re not ordinary.”

“Weiwei decides,” Jiang Yu chuckled, leaving it at that.

This impromptu songwriting session was done out of respect for Su Muyu. Yang Weiwei letting Jiang Yu name the price was just to avoid the awkwardness of asking for money upfront.

But Jiang Yu turning it back on her meant the ball was now in her court.

Given her standing in the music industry, she felt awkward about lowballing him, especially since these were exceptional songs.

Currently, top-tier musicians charge between four to thirty million yuan per song, with premium tracks costing even more.

One masterpiece could earn a singer a lifetime of income.

Each of these songs could net her tens of millions, not to mention hidden earnings from variety show appearances, endorsements, and more.

With proper management, a single hit song could bring in over a hundred million yuan after taxes.

After considering for a while, Yang Weiwei looked at Jiang Yu.

“Little brother, I’ll give you fifteen million yuan after tax for both songs. How’s that?”

Jiang Yu was stunned. He had meant to pass the ball back to Yang Weiwei, knowing well the market price for a masterpiece was about four million, at most five million.

He hadn’t expected her to offer fifteen million yuan, and after taxes.

This person was pretty generous—deal!

Immediately, Jiang Yu extended his hand. “Weiwei, here’s to a happy collaboration!”

Yang Weiwei smiled slyly and shook his hand. “Little brother, this isn’t quite a collaboration yet. How about you write a duet for male and female voices? Then we can really work together.”

“Huh?”

“You’re the hottest singer right now; I want to ride your wave of popularity.”

As she spoke, Jiang Yu felt someone tickling his palm.

He was being teased again!

“Weiwei, please don’t bully him!” Su Muyu stepped in to save Jiang Yu.

“Hmph, I gave you fifteen million yuan—I have to tease you back!” Yang Weiwei grinned. “Get your legal team to draft the contract.”

Jiang Yu sighed in relief and sat back down.

Then Yang Weiwei looked at him again. “Why are you still sitting here?”

“?”

“I’m sleeping with Mumu tonight. Look at the time. What, you want to sleep between us?”

Unable to argue, Jiang Yu hurriedly got up and awkwardly dashed out the door.

The two beauties laughed heartily.

Outside the door, Jiang Yu wore a look of disbelief.

“When you need me, it’s ‘little brother’ this, ‘little brother’ that. When you’re done, you kick me out! You wicked woman!”

...

The next day.

The Chinese Golden Melody Awards ceremony was today.

In China, this was one of the most prestigious music awards.

However, in recent years, its reputation had slightly faltered due to scandals involving some singers.

Still, many cared deeply about it.

With countless singers—both famous and unknown—and the annual surge in new song releases, especially in the age of digital explosion and short-video platforms, the number of new songs had skyrocketed to hundreds of thousands.

Though the quality varied.

Still, thousands of quality new songs ranked on various music charts.

Only a few dozen songs received nominations at the Golden Melody Awards each year, and only one would win the final prize.

This showed the award's significant prestige.

Thus, the ceremony always attracted a gathering of top stars.

From veteran singers to young talents from major entertainment companies, everyone wanted to snag something at this award—even just a nomination.

Winning would instantly elevate their status.

Even if they won nothing, a stumble on the red carpet and a playful “ouch” could make headlines.

This year, Jiang Yu’s several songs since debut had made him one of the most popular singers.

He had released a flood of songs in just half a year.

“Natural Face,” “Why Not,” “Map of Mountains and Rivers,” “At the Road Where Phoenix Flowers Bloom” for graduation season—these had all been chart-toppers since release.

Then there was “Exaggeration,” which almost got stolen but instead made him stand out among many singers.

“Displaced Time,” released during the National Day holiday.

“Don’t Bite Me”—well, that one was another story, and “I’m Not a Rapper” was quite confrontational.

Putting aside those quarrelsome tracks, the rest were solid hits.

In the eyes of the public, Jiang Yu winning an award was almost a certainty.