Rebirth of the Spiritual Power King of Pop Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Wealthy and Willful

Applying for a livestream account was a bit more troublesome than Weibo, mainly because the audit process was slow. He planned to wait until he got home.

After the Weibo was set up, Zheng Wenxin followed him with his own account. Only then did Xiahou Qian discover that Zheng Wenxin’s Weibo name was also “Young Master Zheng,” and the account was actually a small celebrity account with over 200,000 followers. Every post had a decent amount of comments and reposts, showing they weren’t “zombie” fans.

“So Xiahou is actually your surname,” Zheng Wenxin said after seeing Xiahou Qian’s Weibo name.

“Mm.” Xiahou Qian nodded with a smile. Back at school, many people thought his surname was Xia and his name was Houqian.

Zheng Wenxin’s account was a verified one. Among his followers were many prominent figures from Meidu and “rich second-generation” kids. He had no intention of hiding anything and directly applied to change his verification info to “President of Xiahou Qian’s Official Fan Club.”

Xiahou Qian’s account verification would wait until he signed with the company. Currently, his account was a total “smurf” account.

Once Zheng Wenxin’s verification change was approved, his fans specifically searched for Xiahou Qian’s Weibo from his following list. Seeing this empty “smurf” account, they were speechless but also incredibly curious. They left messages under Zheng Wenxin’s Weibo asking who Xiahou Qian was—there was no such person in the industry!

“Since we aren’t signing the contract now, there’s no rush. I’ll come over again when it’s time to sign.” Although Zheng Wenxin was young, he was very decisive in his actions.

“I can go over there too,” Xiahou Qian said.

“We’ll see when the time comes. By the way, do you plan to compose all your future works yourself?” Zheng Wenxin’s expression was slightly conflicted; he was worried that songs written by others wouldn’t be as good as Xiahou Qian’s.

“Most of them will be written by me. Actually, I wrote many in the past, but I just haven’t recorded them. I Don’t Love was recorded at home on my computer, so the quality isn’t great. I plan to find a place to re-record it and also record some new songs.” For now, he would release them online. He wasn’t in a hurry for a physical album. He didn’t know if Chi Shaochen’s company had a professional planning team; he really wasn’t good at things other than writing and singing.

Xiahou Qian didn’t know yet that Chi Shaochen intended to establish a planning team specifically to serve him. One could even say the reason Qianchen Media was established was for Xiahou Qian. Until Xiahou Qian achieved a certain level of success, Chi Shaochen had no intention of signing other artists. All the company’s resources would only operate for Xiahou Qian alone. Whether or not to sign others later and who to sign would also depend on Xiahou Qian’s wishes.

In this matter, Chi Shaochen fully demonstrated what it meant to be wealthy and willful.

“Really? Then do it as soon as possible.” Zheng Wenxin was a bit impatient.

The two chatted until 6:00 PM.

“I have to go sing at the bar at 7:00. If you aren’t leaving today, you can come sit at the bar with me; it’s very close to here.” Xiahou Qian didn’t intend to skip work for the sake of chatting.

“Alright. I’m going back tomorrow; I have class the day after.” Actually, he didn’t care about class, but his flight was already booked. More importantly, his second brother had work the day after. Otherwise, it would be easy to change the flight. He knew he shouldn’t have brought his second brother along.

Thinking of this, Zheng Wenxin glanced at Zheng Wenjie with a look of utter disdain.

Zheng Wenjie was also speechless. He could tell his little brother didn’t want to go back but had to because of him. Maybe he should be glad his brother didn’t tell him to go back alone first? By the way, today had completely overturned his preconceived notions of his brother. He never knew his brother could talk this much! And be this enthusiastic!

Regarding this, Zheng Wenjie was very happy. He felt this was how Zheng Wenxin should look at this age. Previously, Zheng Wenxin was too mature and cold, as if there was a world of distance between him and everyone else.

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Zheng Wenjie was also a bit interested in Xiahou Qian now. His brother’s praise for the songs made him very curious—were they really that good? Since there was a ready-made opportunity to hear them, he naturally wouldn’t object—though given his brother’s agreement, he had no chance to object anyway.

“Then let’s go now. The bar has light meals we can eat,” Xiahou Qian laughed seeing Zheng Wenxin’s expression. No matter how brilliant a genius he was, he was still just a teenager with a bit of a childish streak.

“Alright.” Zheng Wenxin agreed without thinking, looking forward to hearing Xiahou Qian sing.

The three left the teahouse and walked to Night Color. Only Wang Shaoyou was in the bar; Wang Wei, Lu Ke, and Chi Shaochen were not present.

“Shaoyou, take our order.” Xiahou Qian sat at the bar. Zheng Wenxin sat beside him, and Zheng Wenjie helplessly sat on the other side of Zheng Wenxin. Since it was early, the bar counter was empty, and the few customers were sitting in the booths.

“Alright.” Wang Shaoyou handed the menu to Xiahou Qian.

“What will you two have?” After ordering his own meal, Xiahou Qian handed the menu to Zheng Wenxin. After the two brothers finished ordering, he told Wang Shaoyou to put it on his tab. The Zheng brothers didn’t act polite, and the food arrived shortly.

“Give me the paper and pen.” After eating, Xiahou Qian tapped the bar counter and spoke to Wang Shaoyou.

Wang Shaoyou expertly took out the pen and notebook from the counter.

Xiahou Qian wrote while chatting sporadically with Zheng Wenxin.

“I sing the 7:00 to 8:00 slot. You two find a place to sit first; once the crowd picks up, the good seats will be gone.” If they waited any longer, there might not even be seats.

Finally, Xiahou Qian took the Zheng brothers to a four-person booth close to the stage.

Wen Xiao had arrived very early today. Her gaze had been fixed on the bar entrance. She saw the Male God arrive today with two handsome guys, though it seemed the Male God’s man wasn’t among them. When the three finished dinner and walked toward her, sitting down at the table right next to hers, she felt it was a gift from the heavens!

She only had to turn her head to see the Male God’s profile! This was her first time being this close to the Male God. She made a decision: If I don’t make a move now, when will I?

“Hello, Qian Chen. My name is Wen Xiao, I study photography. I’m your fan. Can you tell me your Weibo name?” A Weibo account wasn’t particularly private; asking for WeChat or a phone number would be too overstepping.

Wen Xiao’s voice wasn’t loud or soft. At this time, the bar was quite quiet, and the music playing was very soothing. The nearby patrons also heard and pricked up their ears, silently giving Wen Xiao a thumbs up for asking!

“My Weibo name is Xiahou Qian. Xiahou is the surname, the same ‘Qian’ as in Qian Chen. I just applied for it.” Xiahou Qian noticed the beautiful girl seemed very nervous. He spoke in a very gentle tone when he smiled and replied.

“This one?” Wen Xiao immediately used her phone to search for Xiahou Qian’s account. After confirming with Xiahou Qian that it was the right one, she followed him directly. Several nearby patrons followed Wen Xiao’s lead.

After chatting a few more words with Wen Xiao, Xiahou Qian stopped talking, but Zheng Wenxin struck up a conversation with her.

“I’m his fan club president, you know~” Zheng Wenxin told Wen Xiao with a grin, clearly in a good mood.

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“Really? Are you the Male God’s classmate? You look even younger than him, though.” Wen Xiao marveled at how young Xiahou Qian and Zheng Wenxin were, while also thinking that the Male God really was a Male God—not only was his boyfriend handsome, but even the friends he knew were incredibly good-looking, and not one of them lacked an impressive aura.

“Not classmates. We met on Tianlai,” Zheng Wenxin said.

“So you’re internet friends? Does the Male God have a Tianlai account too? Quick, tell me which one it is.” Wen Xiao leaned over, opening the Tianlai page on her phone while standing beside Zheng Wenxin.

“Sit down while we talk.” Anyway, including Xiahou Qian, they were only three people, so there was an empty seat.

“Alright, thank you.”

After finding out Xiahou Qian’s Tianlai account, Wen Xiao followed him directly and purchased his only work for download. However, since she didn’t have earphones, she decided to listen after leaving the bar.

The two had their heads together, chatting with total abandon. Xiahou Qian saw that Zheng Wenjie had nothing to do, so he found some topics to talk to him about—all ordinary topics that didn’t involve privacy.

Before going on stage, Xiahou Qian received a text from Chi Shaochen. [I’ll probably arrive a bit late today, no later than 8:30 at the latest. Wait for me.]

[Alright.] Xiahou Qian replied with a smile.

[Premium Black Horse V: Haha~ I finally made a move on the Male God today! I even got two handsome guys as a bonus. One of them is the Male God’s fan club president, and he invited me to join! I even found out the Male God’s Weibo and Tianlai accounts. I’m just too happy!]

The Weibo was posted and quickly received many comments and likes, including one from Yaohuang.

[Coser Yaohuang V: Wait for me, I’m coming over right now! //@Premium Black Horse V: I finally made a move on the Male God today! I even got two handsome guys as a bonus. One of them is the Male God’s fan club president…]

[Premium Black Horse V: Uh… didn’t you say you were busy today? //@Coser Yaohuang V: I’ve decided I’m joining too. Wait for me, I’m coming over right now! //@Premium Black Horse V: Haha~ I finally…]

Wen Xiao saw that Yaohuang didn’t reply for a long time. She figured the guy was already on his way to Night Color. Let him come; the Male God’s charm was truly invincible—he could even conquer a guy like Yaohuang!

Yaohuang and Wen Xiao were classmates currently living at school. Their school wasn’t far from here. Yaohuang arrived around 7:20 PM. By then, Xiahou Qian was already on stage singing. After getting Zheng Wenxin’s permission, Yaohuang sat in the remaining seat.

“This is my classmate Qiao Mu, our cosplay club’s star coser…” Wen Xiao introduced Yaohuang to Zheng Wenxin, specifically mentioning that Yaohuang was also a fan of Xiahou Qian.

“Hello, my name is Zheng Wenxin.” Actually, Zheng Wenxin didn’t like socializing—he even found it a bit annoying—but he was making an exception since Qiao Mu and Wen Xiao were both fans of Xiahou Qian. Furthermore, while they weren’t geniuses, they were excellent in their respective fields. Zheng Wenxin was currently passionate about the fan club and intended to develop the two of them into core members, so his attitude was naturally very good.

Zheng Wenxin didn’t introduce Zheng Wenjie to them. It wasn’t that he was ignoring his brother, but he knew his brother wasn’t in their circle; if his brother were interested, he would speak up on his own.

Aside from a few words with Xiahou Qian, Zheng Wenjie diligently played his role as background scenery, drinking while listening to Xiahou Qian sing. He lost interest in Zheng Wenxin and the others’ conversation after listening for a while.

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No wonder my brother took a liking to him. Xiahou Qian’s singing was truly extraordinary; even he couldn’t lie and say it wasn’t good.

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