41: Chapter 41 The Queen-Making Plan

Whenever the story was mentioned, Dilraba couldn't even be bothered to be afraid; she excitedly recommended it: "It's called 'ghost blows out the light', it's about grave robbing! It's amazing! Husband's voice acting is simply divine, it's completely immersive!"

"Eat first." Lin Chen interrupted them.

The three of them walked to the small square table outside the tent.

Dilraba was clearly addicted to listening, and even while holding her rice bowl, she didn't forget to stuff her earphones into her ears.

Lin Chen frowned, picked up his chopsticks, and tapped them twice on the edge of her bowl as a warning.

Dilraba was so scared she quickly took off her earphones, playfully stuck out her tongue, and obediently lowered her head to shovel rice into her mouth.

After eating and drinking to her fill, Dilraba wiped her rosy little mouth and turned around to dive back into the tent.

"Hey, it's your turn to wash the dishes today." Yang Mi reminded her from behind.

The three of them had long ago formed a tacit rule.

Lin Chen was only responsible for cooking, while the two beauties were responsible for washing the pots and dishes and tidying up the room.

"You wash it for me this time, and I'll pay you back next time!" Dilraba waved her fair, tender little hand and ran back to her chair, unable to wait to put her earphones back on.

Seeing her looking like an obsessed internet-addicted girl, the curiosity in Yang Mi's heart was completely hooked: "Wait a second, send me a copy of the audio via Bluetooth."

"Oh my, why are you so troublesome!"

"Less nonsense! This is something Husband is telling us both, not your own personal property."

Dilraba couldn't be bothered to argue; she quickly transferred the file and continued to immerse herself in the terrifying world of grave robbing.

Yang Mi finished washing the dishes by herself and walked into the tent.

She lay down comfortably on the folding recliner and put on the earphones with anticipation.

Before five minutes had passed, the entire tent became completely quiet.

The two stunning beauties remained motionless—one curled up on a chair, the other lying on a chair—completely sucked into the eerie atmosphere of the audio.

This lasted until the Film Crew resumed work in the afternoon.

Liu Xiaojiao and Meng Pingping ran into the tent to call them respectively.

The two female assistants were so scared they didn't even dare to breathe.

Because when the two masters took off their earphones, their expressions were incredibly ugly, their eyes full of irritation and rage at being interrupted.

The core selling point of 'ghost blows out the light' wasn't horror at all, but the suspenseful mysteries that could never be solved.

One pit after another hooked people's curiosity, making them itch to know what would happen in the next second.

This thing was more addictive than drugs.

Being forcibly stopped at the most critical moment while listening would make anyone go crazy.

Fortunately, Yang Mi and Dilraba were reasonable people; they didn't take their anger out on the assistants and went to the set to film with dark faces.

Lin Chen was happy to have some peace and quiet.

He moved a solid wood chair to sit outside the tent, blowing in the breeze while continuing to record.

Looking at their crazily addicted state, he had to speed up his progress, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep up with their listening speed at all.

The whole afternoon passed by in a rush.

Just past six in the evening, the Film Crew had no night shoots scheduled, so the three of them took a car back to the hotel on time.

As soon as they entered room 8807, the two big stars acted like little girls with internet addiction.

They kicked off their high heels in unison and threw themselves onto the big bed with their crystal-clear bare feet.

Yang Mi lay on her side, while Dilraba lay flat on the mattress, her two fair, white calves kicked up in mid-air, her delicate toes scraping and teasing each other.

The two took out their phones, preparing to continue listening to the book.

"Slap! Slap!"

Two crisp sounds of flesh hitting flesh.

Lin Chen walked over and gave each of them a slap.

He slapped their fair, slender thighs heavily.

"It's fine to listen to kill time while waiting for scenes, but now get up, I have serious business to discuss." Lin Chen's tone was unquestionable.

The female stars who were hot-tempered in front of outsiders didn't dare to say even half a word of "no" in the face of Lin Chen's order; they obediently put down their phones and sat up straight.

"Do you two really like Singing?"

Lin Chen pulled over a chair and sat down, picked up the freshly brewed Longjing tea, blew on the steam, and asked slowly.

Yang Mi and Dilraba looked at each other, their faces full of confusion. They didn't know what Lin Chen was up to, but they still nodded honestly.

"Do you really like it from the bottom of your heart?"

The two women nodded again.

Lin Chen put down his teacup: "Since it's true love, from today on, shift the focus of your careers a bit more toward the music circle."

Yang Mi covered her red lips and giggled, her eyes alluring: "Husband, I'm already developing in that direction. The song you wrote is still firmly occupying the number one spot on the Golden Melody Chart."

As soon as Singing was mentioned, an uncontrollable look of pride immediately appeared on Yang Mi's stunningly beautiful face.

This song, 'nourishment of love', which Lin Chen had customized specifically for her, had achieved ridiculously good results.

As soon as the audio source was released, it landed in the top five of the Golden Melody Chart that very day.

In less than twenty-four hours, it stepped on the heads of countless big-name singers and powerfully topped the charts!

Up to now, it still firmly occupies the number one spot.

Looking at this terrifying popularity and download volume, dominating the charts for several months would be no problem at all.

From any angle, this was an earth-shattering, heaven-defying achievement.

The Golden Melody Chart was the most influential and authoritative music indicator in all of China.

Whether it was Mandarin or a foreign language, as long as it was released domestically, it was all within the scope of statistics.

One could imagine the intensity of the competition.

For an ordinary singer, being able to scramble into the top 100 after a lifetime of struggling would be like smoke rising from their ancestral grave.

And what about Yang Mi?

An actress who made a living by acting, and her second released single became legendary!

This made countless professional big shots green with envy.

The only thing that bothered her now was that flop of a debut work she had been tricked into recording by her manager back in the day.

This was definitely a dark history in her Singing career that she couldn't wash away.

"Are you getting cocky already? It's only one hit song. Don't you have any ambition? For example, directly sweeping through the music scene and sitting on the throne of the top music diva?"

Lin Chen looked at Yang Mi, his tone filled with seduction.

Yang Mi blinked her watery, peach-blossom eyes.

To tell the truth, she really didn't dare to dream such a dream; she knew exactly how much she was worth.

Her Singing skills were barely passable, and her creative ability was zero.

Although the internet was going crazy with rumors that she possessed earth-shattering musical talent, she was the only one who knew the truth.

Lin Chen simply found fame troublesome and casually filled her name into the lyricist and composer columns.

She couldn't even recognize a musical staff, so what kind of creation could she do?

"I have ambition!"

Dilraba suddenly raised her fair, tender, lotus-root-like arms high, giving Yang Mi a start.

"You have no ambition at all; your Singing isn't even as good as mine." Yang Mi looked disdainful.

Dilraba pouted her little mouth, and her two full breasts perked up: "It's just because Husband is biased and hasn't taught me! If Husband also personally guided me and wrote songs for me, I would definitely be more popular than you!"

Yang Mi scoffed.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

Dilraba lifted her smooth chin: "Absolutely true! When I was a child, I participated in a city-level Singing competition and won third place!"

Yang Mi mercilessly tore her down from the side: "There were only three people who signed up, right?"

"Screw you!"