Chapter 5

Shutting off the live streaming companion, Tang Feng reached out to rub his face.

During the live stream just now, Tang Feng actually discovered something amazing: his memory seemed to have been enhanced. Anything he had seen or experienced in his previous life, he could recall completely with just a bit of thought.

For example, with novels, he found that he could recite them word for word; with movies and TV shows, he could remember the scenes, lines, and even the actors...

It was as if during the live stream, those jokes came to him effortlessly. In fact, in his mind, he could clearly recall the content of the talk shows he had watched before.

"Could this be the perk of being a穿越者 (穿越者 means '穿越者' in Chinese, which refers to someone who has traveled through time or to a different world)?" Tang Feng couldn't help but mutter to himself.

However, what should he do in the future? With his brain now almost like a computer hard drive, hmm, should he become a director and make movies and TV shows, playing around with the industry's unwritten rules? No, that's too technical and not something he could handle, and it's too tiring, especially the last part, which is too exhausting!

Should he become an actor and sweep all the awards? No, although life is like a play and it all depends on acting, he had been reborn, so he might as well live more directly. He wasn't Lu Xiaobu, a natural actor who could act from a young age, and thinking about the hard-fought success stories of grassroots actors, no, that's too exhausting!

Singing, that could work. He could bring over the popular songs he heard in his previous life and become a big singer. But concerts and such are too tiring, and it still needs more consideration.

Writing novels, oh, that's a good idea. Jin Yong, Gu Long, Liang Yusheng, and Wen Rui'an—these names of martial arts masters could be borrowed. Plagiarism is shameful, but copying is not a crime. In his previous life, he read a lot of novels, so he wouldn't even need to think, just type. And being a writer is such a leisurely profession, no need to show your face, you deserve to have it...

With a hint of fatigue and daydreams about the future, Tang Feng fell asleep, experiencing his first dream in this world.

In the dream, he became a life winner, getting a promotion, a raise, becoming a general manager, a CEO, marrying a rich and beautiful woman, and reaching the pinnacle of life...

Liu Jie is an editor at Reku Music, one of the many music software companies in Huaguo, with Xingguang and Reku Music leading the pack. Unlike Xingguang, which is a giant company involved in various cultural and entertainment fields, Reku is a software company focused solely on music.

Reku has nine editorial groups, each with four to six members. They have clear divisions of labor: some are responsible for recommending songs, some for selecting potential songs from uploaded content, and some for discovering potential singers. Besides uploading to Reku Music, they can also report to the editorial department for Reku Music to package and sign them.

Liu Jie's job is to discover singers and good songs. Therefore, he often spends his time on Weixun, forums, and social media, as these are the first places where major news or good singing videos appear.

Liu Jie has discovered a few singers, not big names, but their successful signing has brought benefits to Reku Music. As an editor, discovering good songs and potential singers is his performance metric. Unfortunately, these days, new talents are abundant, but they are either cultivated by major entertainment companies or already under close attention, so Liu Jie's performance has been declining significantly.

At 11 PM, Liu Jie was still sitting in front of his computer, sipping a slightly cooled cup of coffee.

Opening a forum he frequently visits, a pinned post caught his attention.

"Song of the Pig, listen to the Song of the Pig in the Year of the Pig, it's amazing!"

Curious, Liu Jie clicked on the post. Inside, there was only a link, and the poster had written, "A divine song, listen and you'll know!"

Liu Jie had seen many such clickbait titles before, so he just smiled and didn't pay much attention. However, he suddenly noticed that the number of replies had already broken a thousand.

No, if it were just a clickbait title, the forum moderators wouldn't have pinned it. Let's check it out.

Liu Jie didn't click on the link but scrolled through the replies.

"First post!"

"The OP is a clickbait, confirmed!"

"The OP just got online, confirmed!"

"OP, you're kidding, the divine song is clearly 'Miss Dong'!"

"Good to listen! Thanks for the recommendation! Listen and you'll know."

"Pig, your nose has two holes... nice, good to listen!"

...

"Hmm, could it be real?" Liu Jie browsed the replies, feeling a bit skeptical. Apart from some无聊 (boring) replies and spam, most of them were saying it was very good to listen to.

But what does "Song of the Pig" have to do with "Miss Dong"?

Curious, Liu Jie clicked on the link and found it was a Xingguang Showroom link.

"Clang!" A prompt popped up.

"The room is full. Become a Xingguang member to enter full rooms!" The page then redirected to the Xingguang Showroom homepage.

Liu Jie was familiar with Xingguang Showroom; two of the singers he signed were discovered there.

Logging into his Xingguang Showroom account, Liu Jie, being a Xingguang member, quickly squeezed in.

"Hmm, it's a recording?" Liu Jie instinctively frowned, but when he saw the number of online viewers, he was startled.

Room audience: 6089/1000, the 1000 being the maximum number of viewers for a Xingguang Showroom room! The extra people were all members!

A recording, and so many people?

At this moment, the video loaded, and a young man appeared in the live stream window.

"On this New Year's Day, Xiao Feng sends everyone his blessings!"

"May your happiness grow like government documents; may your appearance improve like a political achievement project; may your troubles decrease like unit benefits; may your income rise like national taxes; may your stocks rise like housing prices; may your friendship grow like a leader's speech; may your good mood be like a department meeting, every day; may my blessings come like a leader's inspection, when mentioned..."

Liu Jie couldn't help but smile; the blessing was quite interesting.

Then, Tang Feng started playing the "Song of the Pig" on an acoustic guitar.

"Pig, your nose has two holes, when you have a cold, your nose runs."

"Pig, you have pitch-black eyes, looking and looking, you can't see the end."

...

"Hmm, this song is pretty good!"

"Simple and easy to understand, it should be highly singable."

"Yep, really good!"

Liu Jie listened and evaluated, his eyes fixed on Tang Feng in the live stream window, filled with enthusiasm.

As a seasoned music editor, he could still tell whether a song was good or not.

He could tell if a song had the potential to become popular, and as he listened, his eyes grew increasingly eager.