Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

Zhong Na: "..."

Been thinking for a long time my *ss. You clearly applied for a smurf account the moment you hung up the phone!

And you even showed it so brazenly, as if you were afraid that others wouldn't see it.

Zhong Na pressed between her brows. She felt that she needed to properly think about what to do next.

Then, she saw two more messages from Jiang Xingyi.

"Sister Na, isn't my little sister cute? Isn't she worth being exposed to?"

"I will convey your meaning to my little sister."

Zhong Na: "..."

Was she...being threatened?

Thinking of that cute girl, Zhong Na's forehead twitched violently.

Indeed, if she had such a sweet little sister, she would definitely want to share it with others.

She finally understood what those people in her circle of friends felt. Even she, who was an infertility activist, had the idea of having a child for the first time.

Zhong Na sighed and replied, "Okay, you can bask in the sun slowly, but don't let yourself go too far."

Jiang Xingyi said, "Sister Na, don't worry. If I let myself go too far, Little Sister will be the first to teach me a lesson."

Zhong Na couldn't help but laugh. When she thought of what the netizens had said, "Jiang Xingyi, come and get beaten up", she shook her head in amusement.

She had to think carefully about how to explain it to the boss.

…

The netizens were also stunned by Jiang Xingyi's actions.

[Brother suddenly realized that this is a commercial account, so he's opened a secondary account?]

[Without further ado, I'll go follow this first wave. Goodbye!]

[I feel that my brother is going to be gone forever. Has he completely abandoned his cold and aloof persona?]

[Have you ever seen my brother being cold and aloof when he's facing his little sister?]

[To be honest, I haven't! Jiang Xingyi's persona has already collapsed in my heart... Ah, it hasn't collapsed at all. Instead, I feel like I'm even more of a fan of Jiang Xingyi! Why don't I have an older brother like that?!]

The anti-fans were originally prepared to attack Jiang Xingyi's slutty actions. However, when they saw the comments of the netizens, they were all stunned.

When this group of fans was fans of Jiang Xingyi in the beginning, didn't they strongly promote his ascetic and aloof personality? Now that he was so free-spirited, not only did he not lose his fans, but he even attracted a group of fans who doted on his little sister?

The bosses of the other entertainment companies smelled the new trend in the entertainment industry and issued orders one after another. "Go and investigate the psychology of these fans and see if it's possible to replicate them!"

A few rivals called home one after another. "Dad, Mom, does our family have a younger sister who has been separated for many years? What about relatives?"

…

Jiang Chenglang also found out about the disturbance that Jiang Xingyi had caused online.

He logged into his Weibo account that he hadn't used for a long time and followed Jiang Xingyi's account. When he realized that there wasn't any content on Weibo for the time being, he went to Jiang Xingyi's account to take a look and saw that photo.

Jiang Chenglang: "Hehe.".

He had been cropped out of the picture.

Sure, Jiang Xingyi, you can do that.

…

In any case, the program Songwriter made many people take Jiang Xingyi's singing and writing skills seriously.

Although there were still many haters jumping up and down, it didn't affect many people's hearts. Jiang Xingyi's first place was well-deserved.

But there were still some people who were concerned about the composer that Jiang Xingyi mentioned, Spicy Beef. Who was it?

…

The Composers Association.

It was a quarterly work meeting.

This working meeting was before the spring festival, and could also be considered as an annual summary.

After a group of people summarized the work of the previous year, they had to mention some arrangements after the new year, and they needed to arrange their schedule as soon as possible.

One of the most important things was the annual recruitment.

The Composers Association also needed to constantly replenish fresh blood and inject new vitality, new ideas, and new blood into the circle of composers.

Modern society was changing too quickly, so they couldn't just stand still and be complacent. Even if a certain style of arrangement was very popular at that time, it might still be an old thing in the eyes of the present day.

Although great waves washed away the sand and good essence would last forever, this was also a continuous selection process. If their association wanted to enjoy a respectable status in the country, they had to constantly absorb talents.

And the new generation of composers in the country also took pride in joining The Composers Association and regarded it as their goal.

The man on the left side of the main seat flipped through the information and said, "The Association is going to be open for recruitment in March. According to the previous year's work plan, the recruitment will start in March as well. This year's schedule should not be much different from last year. We should first prepare the recruitment notice and wait until a week after the new year before we can hang them up."

The man on the right-handed over a stack of information, "Mr. Gao, take a look. These are the few new generation composers who have performed well this year. I've seen a few of them and they are quite talented. There shouldn't be any problems in recruiting them."

Under normal circumstances, they would recruit students from all over the country, but at the same time, they would also send out invitations to the composers they thought were quite good, to prevent these few people from missing out on the registration.

The composers who received the invitation had already half a foot in the Composers Association, as long as nothing unexpected happened.

The old man in the main seat waved his hand. "You can decide on these things. It's all routine work and everyone is experienced. If it's not a special situation, you can decide. You don't have to come and ask me."

The man replied, "Alright, Mr. Gao."

Gao Qi closed his eyes and suddenly thought of something. Just as the man was about to take back the information, he reached out and placed his hand on the information.

"Mr. Gao? Is there anything else you need me to do?"

Gao Qi casually flipped through the information and asked, "Is everyone here?"

The man was stunned. "Yes?"

"I mean, the new generation of composers."

The man nodded. "Yes, those with known names are all here. Mr. Gao, please take a look."

Gao Qi asked, "Then... where is that Spicy Beef?"

The man hesitated and said, "Uh... they're not in there."

The name Spicy Beef was quite popular right now. Following the broadcast of each episode of Songwriter, everyone discovered that they appeared in the composer section of all Jiang Xingyi's songs. Moreover, every time Jiang Xingyi finished singing, he would thank this Spicy Beef for their help as usual.

Therefore, even though the program had only aired two or three episodes, with the rise in popularity of Jiang Xingyi's singing and writing ability, the name "Spicy Beef" also entered the public's field of vision and was known by more people.

Of course, they also noticed this Spicy Beef.

However, they were just as troubled as the public. Who was this Spicy Beef?

This person had appeared out of thin air and was only active in Jiang Xingyi's works.. Other than his songs, there were no other traces of them.