The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 344 - 344 319 Talent

344: Chapter 319 Talent 344: Chapter 319 Talent “Bi’er, wait for my message in the car; I’ll be back as soon as I can,” Liu Hun told Shi Bi’er before getting out of the car.

He remembered the old slick’s advice to first bring a song to Yi Mengran, and then to mention which celebrity’s song it was.

Otherwise, if he got rejected by the temperamental Yi Mengran and word got out, it would damage the celebrity’s face.

Liu Hun walked up to the entrance of the recording studio and saw a long queue stretching all the way inside.

He couldn’t see clearly what was going on inside, but from time to time, people would come out cursing and sighing in defeat.

“Hey!

What are you here for?” a man reeking of cologne in front of Liu Hun demanded.

“I’m here for the same reason as you, to ask Yi the producer to help produce a single,” Liu Hun replied politely.

“The same as us?” The cologne-soaked man sized up Liu Hun and brandished a Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist boastfully, “I really can’t see how you are anything like me.”

“You’re someone special?

Then why are you queuing up here so obediently?

From the tone of your voice, shouldn’t you be going straight to the front?” Liu Hun asked earnestly.

A ripple of laughter broke out among the bystanders; the cologne man’s face fell as he pointed at Liu Hun and said, “My name is Yang Guang.

Go ask around and find out whose agent I am!

You, a lackey for some third-rate celebrities, had better watch your mouth!”

Those bored with queuing turned their heads to watch the drama unfold.

“Who is this kid?

He dares to offend Yang Guang?

Does he still want to make it in this industry?”

“I’ve disliked Yang Guang for a long time, strutting around using his company’s connections to bully others.

I heard even Feng Xiaoxiao doesn’t dare to offend him.

This kid’s got guts!”

“How come he looks familiar?

He looks a bit like someone on a magazine cover recently?”

“…”

The crowd of gossip-hungry onlookers immediately began discussing endlessly, as they were all from the Entertainment Gossip circle.

“Watch your mouth!

This saying is also a gift for you.

As a star agent, you should find ways to maintain the reputation of your celebrities, not tarnish it here.

You clearly don’t understand these principles, so I’m giving you this advice for free; no need to thank me,” Liu Hun coldly retorted to Yang Guang.

“Who the hell do you think you are, popping up and lecturing me?

I’m a well-known agent in this circle!

Do you think I need lessons from you?” Yang Guang shouted back, his face flushing red with anger, not expecting anyone to dare to challenge him.

“What are you arguing about?

Do you know this is Mengyue?” A man with slicked-back hair and wearing pointed shoes asked disapprovingly.

“Jason, this kid is causing trouble and making a scene here.

I told him off, and he still refuses to back down,” Yang Guang complained to the man, still with a tone of lofty arrogance.

Seeing that it was Yang Guang, Jason didn’t say much, knowing he couldn’t afford to offend just anyone like Yi Mengran could, and simply said, “Peace is the most important thing.

Let’s all calm down and be quiet, shall we?”

“Jason, are you going to settle this with such a lax attitude?” Yang Guang raised an eyebrow, tapping his foot impatiently as if displeased.

“How do you think I should handle it?” Jason asked, a bit unhappy inside since he was Yi Mengran’s assistant, and this was his territory.

It was embarrassing to be pressured by Yang Guang like this.

“Kick this kid out of here!” Yang Guang cut straight to his demand.

After Yang Guang finished speaking, everyone around waited to see how Jason would respond, whether he would comply and lose face by kicking Liu Hun out, or stand his ground and risk offending the Yao Shi Group.

Seeing Jason say nothing, Yang Guang knew pressing Jason too hard was not to his advantage, so he said, “Jason, I heard that Yi Mengran hasn’t received any good pieces for a long time.

It just so happens that I have one of Bai Ge’s songs, which is perfect for my Feng Xiaoxiao.

As for this nobody who’s shown up without anything, I think it’d be best to get them out of here soon before they damage the reputation of Mengyue.”

Jason, seeing an opportunity to defuse the situation without offending Yang Guang, was about to speak to get rid of Liu Hun when a staff member ran over and said, “Brother Jason, Sister Xi wants you to bring the troublemakers to her.”

Now that Yi Mengran had spoken, Jason had no choice but to bring both Liu Hun and Yang Guang to her.

Ten centimeter high heels, black pantyhose tightly wrapping her slender legs, a hip-hugging mini skirt, and a denim jacket—her delicate features were all shrouded in heavy makeup, and at first glance, she looked like a tough sister from a university campus.

“Slap!” Yi Mengran smacked the table hard and barked at Jason, “Jason!

Do you have any idea how my head is about to explode from seeing garbage all day?

Why are you making me more annoyed?”

Jason smiled awkwardly and quickly said, “Sister Xi!

This is Yang Guang, the agent of Feng Xiaoxiao from Yao Shi Entertainment.

He has a song from Bai Ge.”

“A song from Bai Ge?

Show it to me,” Yi Mengran said, reaching out her hand to Yang Guang.

“You see that, you piece of shit?

I’m the guest of honor.

Just wait and see how you’ll get kicked out of here!” Yang Guang handed over the song to Yi Mengran as he spoke.

Yi Mengran got the song and immediately started to read it seriously, but at that moment, Yang Guang saw Yi Mengran engrossed in reading and took the opportunity to say, “Yi Producer, since this is your turf, and we can collaborate now, I hope you’ll kick this eyesore of a **** out!”

“Eyesore of a ****!” Yi Mengran, who was buried in reading the song, suddenly blurted out.

Yang Guang smirked with satisfaction and taunted Liu Hun, “Hear that?

You’re the eyesore of a ****!”

“I was talking about you!” Yi Mengran suddenly looked up at Yang Guang and said, her heavy eyeshadow shadowing an angry expression, “Don’t you know you’re not supposed to talk while I’m reading a song?

You were making noise in the back just now!

And now you come up to me yelling!

You really think you’re something?

Eyesore of a ****!” After speaking, Yi Mengran threw Yang Guang’s song back at him, “Don’t bring me such trash to look at again, and if you beg Bai Ge for a song, best do it when he’s sober.

You can get out now!”

“Fine!

Yi Mengran, I can leave, but…” Yang Guang glared fiercely at Liu Hun, determined to regain his lost face.

If he couldn’t offend Yi Mengran, surely he could still offend this ****, “But, this **** is wild in your place, I hope you’ll be fair and make him apologize to me!”

Yi Mengran glanced at Liu Hun and asked, “What are you here for?”

“I’m hoping Yi Producer will help produce a single for me,” Liu Hun told Yi Mengran.

“Where’s the song?

Who wrote it?

Let me see it.” Yi Mengran reached out to Liu Hun.

“I don’t have a song…” Liu Hun hadn’t finished speaking when Yang Guang interrupted with a sneer, “You come to Mengyue without a song?

You’re intentionally causing trouble!

Apologize to me right now.”

First off, everyone’s already called you a ****, so you should have left instead of continuing to embarrass yourself here.

Secondly, I haven’t brought one but I can write,” Liu Hun glanced at Yang Guang and said.

“You can write?” Yi Mengran suddenly took an interest in Liu Hun.

Everyone who came here was running errands; she had never seen someone write a song in front of her.

“Yi Producer, he’s just a fart.

Whatever he writes will definitely not be better than Bai Ge’s drunken scribbles, so I hope…” Yang Guang hadn’t finished speaking when Yi Mengran cut him off impatiently, “Either shut up or get out!

Annoying!

Jason, give him paper and a pen and let him write!”

Yang Guang was scolded by Yi Mengran once again and had to stand there, while those around him snickered behind his back, in order to salvage his dignity from Liu Hun.

“Here, take it!

You have ten minutes,” Yi Mengran handed the paper and pen brought by Jason to Liu Hun.

After receiving the paper and pen, Liu Hun gripped the pen with his right hand.

Inspiration burst forth in his mind like a black dragon stirring the heavens!

Liu Hun transferred all the artistic ability he had borrowed from Liu Songling onto himself.

Time ticked away, and Yi Mengran, Jason, Yang Guang, and a long line of agents and errand runners all waited to see what Liu Hun would write.

But what none of them expected was—a blank page!

“Write two words, erase them, then write two more.

Do you think it’s a grade school essay?

Ten minutes are up, and your bullshit has finally begun to stink!

If it weren’t for your influence, Yi Producer would be in a good mood, and I wouldn’t be implicated.

So stinking bullshit, you better apologize to me in public,” Yang Guang said, looking at his watch when time had passed ten minutes, and immediately began to mock Liu Hun, trying to recover his own lost face.

Yi Mengran gave Yang Guang a sidelong glance, then said to Liu Hun, “I’ll give you another five minutes.”

The place fell into a deathly silence once more, necks craning to see the paper in front of Liu Hun.

“Can this kid actually write anything?

Or is he just here to mess around?”

“I think he can’t write a single word.

He’s not only offended Yang Guang but he’s also playing Yi Mengran.

I don’t know how he expects to stick around here in the future.”

“Nowadays, on the set, who knows what kind of people are just scamming for a meal or a laugh.

Maybe this kid is just here to fool around and have some fun.”

“…”

Five minutes passed—with no results!

“Wasting time!” Yi Mengran got up, walked in front of the crowd, and said, “Everyone back there, consider your submissions trash, don’t come back next time!” After speaking, she headed towards the exit of the recording studio but stopped after just a couple of steps and said to the people around her, “Shut up, all of you!

Be quiet!”

The people around her instantly fell silent.

Yi Mengran, being well-versed in music, had ears second to none.

Once the surroundings quieted, the faint rustling became even clearer.

Yi Mengran slowly turned her head—Liu Hun had begun to write!

The place was dead silent; the only sound was the rustling of Liu Hun’s pen rushing across the paper.

The melody and lyrics in his mind came to life, leaping onto the page.

The reason he hadn’t started writing earlier was that he was considering which song to write.

It had to be admitted that Liu Songling truly had talent, but now the person here was Liu Hun!

In just three minutes, Liu Hun finished writing a complete song and handed it to Yi Mengran.

Yi Mengran hummed the song that Liu Hun had written, her expression instantly turned serious, and her brows nearly knitted together.