Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen-Chapter 519 - 334: Another One, Luxurious Fragrance Lady_2

"Ha ha ha, isn’t this just too funny? Could he be here to do comedy?"

"Too cute! Is his name Li Guang? How can he be so entertaining!"

"Was that a performance mishap? Ha ha ha, isn’t he going to get scolded when he gets back?"

"My goodness, I think I’m starting to become a fan! How can he be so funny? Ha ha ha, he has such a pure and innocent vibe."

Li Guang actually saw the lights start to change the moment he finished speaking. He immediately realized he’d done something foolish and broke out in a cold sweat. He scurried backstage, wondering if he was about to get a scolding.

He did indeed get scolded, but not by his agent—it was the staff at the control desk.

"Holy shit, you scared the hell out of me!"

"I had my hand raised, about to play the music, and then you suddenly startled me into backing off!"

"Liu, don’t even start! You may not have pushed the music, but I’d already started the lights!"

"Ha ha ha ha, then you’re in trouble."

"No worries, isn’t it all set up already? Just repeat the program and start over from the beginning, won’t that be fine?"

"Easy for you to say. You know it’s all set up. Changing it now means I have to do it manually, and then the rest of it—over two hours—has to be done by hand! And we’re just getting started!"

"Ha ha ha, unlucky kid. Luckily, I was a step slower, or else there really might have been an accident."

"Even if there was one, it wouldn’t matter. It wouldn’t be our fault, so we couldn’t be blamed."

"That’s true, but still, Guan, remember this for next time: mute the mics when these people leave the stage to prevent this from happening again." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Alright, I’ll mute it a bit earlier next time, ha ha ha."

The backstage team was unaware of this situation, but because of the mishap, the timing for the next song had to be adjusted.

The walkie-talkie soon crackled with new arrangements: the lighting and music needed to be reset from the beginning. Meanwhile, Xu Qingqiu also composed himself and got ready.

"I’m... I’m sorry, President Xu..."

After Li Guang came down, the first person he encountered was his agent, who looked anxious. He knew he’d caused trouble, so he could only offer an apologetic smile, his entire demeanor extremely cautious.

When he approached Chu Tian, Li Guang stood aside, awkwardly apologizing.

The nearby staff were all on edge. Given that such an incident had occurred right at the start, it would be a lie to say they weren’t nervous.

This was nothing, Chu Tian thought. In his previous life, which celebrity didn’t experience a few mishaps during their concerts? If concert incidents were considered a big deal back then, later on, they practically became running gags. This inevitably brought to mind a certain acquaintance surnamed Xue. It was because of him that concerts were practically turned into stand-up comedy festivals. A perfectly serious music event would end up having absolutely nothing to do with the word ’serious’—it was truly something else. However, one upside to all this was that people’s tolerance for concert mishaps seemed to have increased considerably. It was no longer an era where every little incident was met with complaints. Besides, Li Guang was just a newcomer. Wasn’t it highly probable for mishaps to occur with him? Moreover, this particular mishap seemed to have a rather good effect. Since it wasn’t malicious, it was harmless enough.

"Well, don’t worry about it. How are you feeling?"

As some audience members had guessed, Chu Tian and his team did indeed plan to use Xu Qingqiu to promote new artists. After all, Xu Qingqiu himself seldom took on commercial performances and didn’t have many endorsements. How much could one really make just by singing? Promoting new talent, cultivating artists, and generating revenue for the company—this was standard procedure. After all, they weren’t running a charity. They were in the music business, but it was still a business. Having dreams is wonderful, but fulfilling them requires money. Even as a transmigrator, Chu Tian hadn’t reached some saintly level of detachment. He was an ordinary person and naturally couldn’t escape worldly concerns. That was why they had implemented the ’veterans mentoring newcomers’ program from the very beginning.

It actually started with Xu Qingqiu’s first concert, but back then, Li Guang and the others were too lacking in fame and skill to be noticeable. Now was their time to truly step onto the stage; it was also the starting point of the entire plan.

"Thank you, Teacher Chu. I feel... I guess it was okay... ha ha."

"Good, ’okay’ is fine. Remember this feeling. You might become more familiar with it, more accustomed to it over time, but you must never forget why you started. Always remember the emotions music brings you, always remember the audience’s expectations of you, and always remember the mood and feelings you had when facing the audience today."

In his previous life, Chu Tian had seen many stars get carried away by sudden fame, only to crash and burn, their careers plummeting into an abyss. That was why he offered this piece of advice. As for how much Li Guang would internalize, that was up to him. Chu Tian could help him go further, but he couldn’t shield him every step of the way as his parents might have. Ultimately, they had to walk the long road ahead by themselves.

"Uh... I’ll remember, thank you, President Chu."

Although Li Guang didn’t quite understand, he still earnestly agreed.

As for the change in address, Chu Tian felt powerless to object. When they were on more familiar terms, Li Guang would call him Teacher Chu, but the moment Chu Tian adopted a serious tone, it switched to President Chu. It was quite baffling. He wasn’t sure if Li Guang was doing it intentionally or if he genuinely hadn’t noticed. Could he be subtly hinting that Chu Tian had been too stern just now?

He turned his head to glance at Li Guang, observing those clear yet seemingly clueless eyes. Perhaps, he thought, he really wasn’t doing it on purpose?