All the guests had already chosen their rooms.
With that, the live segment of today’s show came to an end.
As it was getting late, everyone prepared to leave the restaurant and head to the Love House for rest.
Yang Mi called out to Liu Lang, expressing her fondness for his song.
Hearing this, Director Wang and others gathered around as well.
Liu Tianxian, who had been about to leave, also paused and turned back.
The group sat down again.
Director Wang was about to speak, but Yang Mi cut in first—
“One million, flat rate. How about it?” She looked at Liu Lang, smiling slightly.
“(￣￣)??” Liu Lang was a little stunned.
“(￢￢)”
Liu Tianxian glanced at Yang Mi suspiciously.
Director Wang couldn’t hold it in anymore and stood up in shock:
“One million for the copyright? Seriously!?”
Honestly, Liu Lang also found it hard to believe.
According to the market rates in this world, only top-tier artists could fetch copyright fees in the hundreds of thousands to millions.
Though he had confidence in his song, given his current popularity, 200k to 300k would already be exceptional.
What was her deal?
Still, Liu Lang wasn’t foolish enough to ask why.
He needed money now—desperately. He wanted to upgrade the system as soon as possible.
It was just too good.
Level 1’s memory extraction had already proven incredibly useful.
What’s more, just after his victory, he’d received a surprising bonus:
A Level 2 Memory Experience Card!
The card description read: Temporary use. Based on the current scene, extract and download a 30-minute memory segment from a top peer in a past life.
He was shocked when he saw it.
After asking Little Ai, he learned—
This was a function unlocked at system level 2.
Naturally, this made him even more eager to level up.
So, of course, the higher the copyright fee, the better.
…
Yang Mi looked at Director Wang and smiled slightly:
“I think he’s worth that price.”
“It is a good song, but…” Director Wang clearly hadn’t caught on—Yang Mi wasn’t referring to the song, but the man.
“What? Are you guys interested too?” Yang Mi asked, feigning innocence.
“We were thinking of using it as our show’s theme song.”
“Well then, isn’t this a perfect chance to negotiate a group discount with Liu Lang? Say… 700k each?” Yang Mi’s eyes sparkled with sly cunning.
“…” Liu Lang continued to watch in silence.
“Fox!” Liu Tianxian saw through Yang Mi’s ploy and muttered with disdain.
“Are you serious?” Director Wang looked to Liu Lang.
“If you want to pay a million on your own, I won’t stop you,” Liu Lang replied casually.
“Heh… That price’s beyond what I expected. I need to make a call.”
Director Wang gave an awkward smile and stepped out.
Yang Mi smirked but said nothing more. She raised her cup of tea and took a leisurely sip.
…
A few minutes later, Director Wang returned.
But he looked a bit dazed, his expression oddly conflicted.
Yang Mi didn’t think too much of it—at least he didn’t look regretful.
She smiled and asked:
“They agreed?”
“Mm…”
“Perfect. I had the contract sent over. Shall we sign now?”
“Sign together? Wait…” Director Wang shook his head and turned to Liu Lang with a meaningful gaze:
“We’ll offer 2 million.”
“What!?” Yang Mi’s smile froze.
Was this a joke?!
She’d raised the price on purpose, trying to lock down Liu Lang.
She never imagined the show would double her outrageous offer.
What were they thinking?
She was about to ask when Director Wang spoke again, seriously:
“Just now, our show hit the highest ratings in its time slot among all variety shows. Our investors were thrilled and authorized us to go all out.”
“??”
“In the future, should Liu Lang produce more high-quality songs, we have exclusive rights to negotiate first at the same or higher prices—provided they’re not used in similar shows.”
“You’re kidding!”
Yang Mi shot up, staring at Director Wang in disbelief, as though she’d heard the impossible.
With years in the entertainment and business industry, Yang Mi had long mastered the art of staying calm.
But this time, she lost her composure.
She wasn’t alone—her assistant, Reba, was just as stunned.
With wide eyes full of curiosity and surprise, she stared at Liu Lang as if seeing him for the first time.
Among them, Liu Tianxian’s reaction was the most bizarre.
She looked thunderstruck, her expression vacant and utterly stunned.
…
As agreed, the show didn’t restrict Liu Lang from also licensing the song to Yang Mi’s drama.
So in the end, all three parties signed the contract.
Everything went smoothly—but not everyone was happy.
Yang Mi felt like she’d been force-fed a rat.
A song that could’ve cost 200k–300k max ended up costing her a million.
Worse still, her little scheme had completely backfired.
Her invitation to Liu Lang was only returned with a smile.
A smile that didn’t promise anything—more like a playful “Nice try, sis. Keep it up.”
Sigh. Yang Mi felt emotionally drained.
A heart full of frustration, with nowhere to let it out.
She thought Liu Tianxian would mock her to death over this.
Strangely, the latter remained silent and aloof, as if she’d transformed into a goddess once again—lost in another realm.
…
Liu Lang and the others rode the same car back to the Love House.
The atmosphere was… odd.
Yang Mi, who had secured the copyright, wore a long face, clearly displeased.
Liu Tianxian, who had been getting closer to Liu Lang, had gone cold again—sitting up front, gazing silently out the window.
Meanwhile, the one who had been least familiar with Liu Lang—Reba—now cozied up next to him, chatting non-stop over a lollipop—
“Liu Lang, I didn’t expect you to be this awesome!”
“Low-key, low-key. I’ve still got shortcomings.”
“Like what?”
“My balance… is low.”
“Oh, come on!” Reba rolled her eyes.
Pfft! Yang Mi couldn’t help but laugh:
“Seriously? You studied abroad—you must come from a well-off family, right?”
“Not necessarily. They say, ‘If poor, keep to yourself; if rich, take many wives.’ Look at me. Do I seem rich?” Liu Lang shrugged.
Puhaha! Reba burst out laughing.
Yang Mi smiled too, but there was a glint of curiosity in her eyes:
“So, what do your parents do?”
“Small business owners.”
“Specifically?”
“I’m not even sure. I’ve asked them many times: ‘Dad, how’s the family business? What are you working on lately…’” Liu Lang drifted into thought.
“Oh? And what did he say?” Yang Mi’s eyes glinted.
“(￢_￢)” Liu Tianxian glanced over nonchalantly.
“‘Already wired.’” Liu Lang replied.
“(?_?)” Yang Mi.
Pffft! Liu Tianxian couldn’t hold it in anymore.
She leaned against the car door, laughing so hard she trembled.
Reba burst into peals of laughter too, her big eyes turning into crescents.
Only Yang Mi was grinding her teeth—grrr—clearly tempted to punch someone.
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