A look of surprise appeared in Tang Wan’s eyes.
"President Lin, you even know about this stuff?"
"I know a little. I can’t speak for other things, but it should be enough to guide you."
Tang Wan’s expression grew even more astonished. It took her a while to recover.
While chatting with Fang Jie, Tang Wan had learned quite a bit about Lin Jiang.
The script for *Xia Luote’s Troubles* and the song "Once is Enough" were actually both written by President Lin.
He was just low-key and said they were written by a friend.
’Having that kind of talent is already incredible.’
’And now he can even coach me in Singing? Is President Lin just too amazing? Does he even have any weaknesses?’
"Hey, slow it down..."
"What do you want from me..."
Just then, the sound of singing drifted over.
Fang Jie and Tang Wan both listened to music often. The moment they heard the first line, they knew what song it was.
Adam Lambert’s famous hit, "Whataya Want From Me."
As a song from one of the pinnacles of global pop music, the difficulty of "Whataya Want From Me" was not something an ordinary person could easily master.
For someone to be singing this song now, and a woman at that, one had to admit she was very bold.
"On *Singer* a while back, Adam sang this song and made it popular all over again," Tang Wan said.
"I even tried singing it at home. It’s too hard, absolutely killer. I couldn’t hit the notes at all."
"If you could hit them easily, Adam wouldn’t deserve to be called a pinnacle of pop music," Fang Jie said with a smile.
Lin Jiang had some impression of this song. Back when the first season of *The Voice* aired, Adam was invited to the final gala to sing this song with a very famous contestant.
That contestant’s vocal skills back then were also incredible, standing out among all the other participants.
But the moment Adam came out, he instantly blew the contestant out of the water, and he was even holding back.
Given Tang Wan’s situation, even if her Singing talent reached 91, and even if it were fully developed, she still might not reach Adam’s level. The title "pinnacle of pop music" wasn’t earned for nothing.
"He’s truly amazing. You can count the number of people in this country who can compare to him on one hand."
"Talent is something you can’t compete with. We should just focus on doing our own thing well."
As she spoke, Fang Jie’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she muttered:
"But listening to that voice... why does it sound a little familiar?"
"Do you know the person singing?"
"Maybe. Let’s go take a look."
The three of them walked toward the recording studio on the second floor.
Fang Jie knocked on the door and then pushed it open.
Their appointment was for 10 a.m., so coming over at this time wouldn’t be disturbing the people inside.
The recording studio was divided by a glass partition. Outside were all sorts of equipment covered in knobs, along with several monitors. The space inside was the recording booth, where a woman in white wide-leg pants stood with headphones on, recording a song. She looked very professional.
In the control room outside, there were two men.
One was sitting in front of a computer. He wasn’t old, probably in his thirties, with light stubble on his chin. He wore a black short-sleeved shirt, revealing a large sleeve tattoo, and was dressed very fashionably.
On the way here, Fang Jie had explained the situation. That man was Guo Peng, and he was very famous in the industry.
Next to him stood a middle-aged man in his forties, frowning as he watched the female Singer inside.
"Sister Fang, you’re here."
Seeing Fang Jie, Guo Peng stood up.
Fang Jie smiled and nodded, then introduced Lin Jiang and Tang Wan to Guo Peng.
"I saw *Xia Luote’s Troubles*. It was great! I feel like you’re not far from blowing up."
Guo Peng had met many celebrities and had seen countless stars of Tang Wan’s caliber. It was perfectly reasonable for him to speak to her in the tone of a senior in the industry.
"Thank you, Teacher Guo."
Fang Jie’s attention turned to the recording booth. She smiled and waved at the woman inside.
The woman in the wide-leg pants saw Fang Jie and waved back with a look of pleasant surprise. The two clearly knew each other, and their relationship seemed good.
Lin Jiang took a closer look at the woman inside. If he remembered correctly, her name was He Wenyi.
She was a female Singer who hovered between second-tier and third-tier fame. She had some presence, but not much.
"Sister Fang, you know He Wenyi?" Tang Wan asked in a low voice.
"I’ve known her for a long time. I didn’t expect her to be here recording."
Fang Jie tucked her hair back and looked at Guo Peng, saying:
"Our appointment is for 10 o’clock. What’s the schedule look like on your end?"
"They’re almost done recording. We’ll get to you right after."
"Alright."
Just as they were speaking, He Wenyi walked out of the booth. "Are you guys here to record a song too?"
"Our movie just came out, so I brought the lead actress to record a song."
He Wenyi sized up Tang Wan, her eyes suddenly lighting up.
"You’re Tang Wan, right? You’re the one from *Xia Luote’s Troubles*."
"Yes, hello. I listen to your songs often."
"I saw your movie. It was so good!"
The two shook hands. In the entertainment industry, this kind of greeting had become standard practice.
"What time do you think it is? You still have time for idle chatter? I’m telling you, you have one more hour. If you can’t sing this song right, then forget about being on the show!"
The speaker was the stern-faced middle-aged man. He paid no mind to He Wenyi’s dignity and ripped into her.
"I understand, Teacher Wang."
He Wenyi looked a little embarrassed. She said a quick goodbye to Fang Jie and Tang Wan, then left.
"Who’s that guy? He’s got such a short fuse," Fang Jie said.
"Her company’s music director. I think his name is Wang Sheng. He brought her here to record," Guo Peng said.

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