Chapter 195 - 195: 093 Youth (Second Watch)_2
Translator: 549690339
When he first appeared at the Golden Melody Awards ceremony, all the fans and passersby went crazy, even the host and award-presenting guests were dumbfounded that night, now thinking about that scene still brings a smile to my face.
The award presenter, Rong Sheng, was the number one handsome man in the entertainment circle, a walking hormone, breaking through the harsh entertainment circle with his face only. Those days, he had a movie released and was invited as a presenter as part of the promotional efforts. When Qu Feitai appeared for the first time in front of the camera, standing on stage and in front of Rong Sheng, the entertainment circle’s number one handsome man who became famous because of his outstanding appearance, was eclipsed.
That night was the liveliest night in the history of the entertainment industry.
A genius teenager who had set multiple records in the music world had an incredible figure and looks, which seemed like they were destined for greatness.
From then on, Qu Feitai became the last shining pearl in the Chinese music industry, the most dazzling one people would always remember. That night, the young man stood under the spotlight, smiling triumphantly under the gaze of thousands of onlookers.
Qu Feitai himself truly adhered to the principle of doing things flamboyantly but living modestly. Each album he released would break the sales records he had set that year. He won awards time and time again, yet he remained very low-key. Paparazzi had camped out for three years, unable to dig up any useful information. He spent his days recording in the studio or composing at home, even looking for inspiration in the mountains when going out.
He perfectly avoided scandals with the opposite sex, and wild partying in bars, which were often pitfalls for popular singers. Because of his clean lifestyle, fans became even more infatuated with him, making him a true and perfect idol.
Another praiseworthy aspect was that as a top-tier figure in the entertainment industry, he received countless offers to appear in films and television dramas, with even sky-high remuneration to tempt him. However, Qu Feitai was unmoved and refused all offers. In an interview, he said, “Music is my soul. I must be 100% focused to create satisfying works. If I go to shoot a movie halfway through, it would be irresponsible to the audience, my fans, and myself.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the media and fans praised him for his clear-headedness, for not being blinded by the superficiality of the entertainment industry. It is rare for someone of his young age to have such mature thinking.
Now 18 years old, he held four concerts during his coming-of-age summer vacation, with each show being sold out, and tickets in high demand. This is the best way for him to be responsible for himself.
Feitai opened the shower, removed his bathrobe and stood under the flowing water.
Ten minutes later, his assistant, Tian Long, entered carrying clothes in one hand and breakfast in the other.
Qu Feitai, with a towel wrapped around his waist, came out of the bathroom drying his wet hair with another towel.
Tian Long stared blankly, feeling heat in his nostrils as something flowed out.
He quickly put down the items and rushed into the bathroom. Qu Feitai glanced at him, and Tian Long felt a chill down his spine.
“Breakfast is in the box, eat it while it’s hot. Director Zhuang will fly to Nanzhou at noon. He asked me to remind you that your foot injury hasn’t fully healed. If you don’t want to be left with a permanent disability, rest well in the hotel. ”
Qu Feitai ate breakfast while he opened his computer to check emails and listen to demo samples, tapping rhythmically with his fingers on the table.
Bathed in the morning light, the young man’s focused listening posture was especially enchanting. Frowning one moment and relaxed the next, Tian Long couldn’t help but feel anxious following his mood.
One must never disturb Qu Feitai when he’s working—an experienced advice.
After finishing breakfast, the young man started sketching on a piece of paper, and for a moment, the only sound in the room was the rustling of the pen on paper.
Ten minutes later, Qu Feitai changed into his clothes and put on his wristwatch.
Tian Long asked cautiously, “Are you going out?”
“For rehearsal.’
“But your foot injury… ‘
“Won’t cripple me.” He said, putting on a cap and leaving the room.
Tian Long sighed and quickly followed.
Qu Feitai’s figure appeared at the hotel entrance, and the fans rushed over excitedly. Hotel security immediately stepped forward to form a human wall to protect him from the enthusiastic crowd, but the fans were so passionate that the eight bodyguards were almost squeezed away.
Qu Feitai, the tallest among the group, easily stood out among the young girls. He waved his hand, and in a flash, the crowd quieted down..
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