Rebirth from the Ashes

“Hahaha! I think their company bought these 2000 copies of their albums by themselves!”

“This is too funny! Only 2,000 copies?! Our Brother Yan’s tycoon fan bought 5,000 copies in one go. Don’t embarrass yourselves.”

“Guys… Don’t say that… It’s already an achievement that they manage to sell so many with their dumb idol. Stop laughing at them.”

“A dumb*ss wants to release songs on the same day as Brother Yan and ride on Brother Yan’s wave? He just drowned himself.”

A group of people from the Top Class chimed in one after another to humiliate and ridicule Qi Xiu.

“Shut up, all of you!” Song Wenye could not take it anymore and slammed the table. She put one foot on the chair and fiercely pointed at them. “Su Muyan’s song is like the wailing of a ghost. How is that considered music? It’s more like bullsh*t! It’s not your fault if you don’t know how to appreciate good music, but if you don’t, just keep your mouth shut. It’s shameful if you still speak so confidently!”

“Song Wenye, what are you so proud of? Is that fool Qi Xiu your idol? The International Class people really have the same weird taste.” Chen Bingbing was relentless and fought with her.

None of them were willing to back down.

That D-list singer named Qi Xiu was destined to die off without making so much as a splash in the industry. He released his songs early in the morning on March 18 and only sold 2000 albums until now.

What qualifications did Qi Xiu have to compete with Su Muyan?

The girls of the Top Class looked at Song Wenye and Shen Xi with disdain. They were extremely arrogant and acted like a proud victor.

“Shen Xi, you guys better save up to buy 10,000 of Brother Yan’s albums!”

“That’s right! Don’t be a hard*ss. Just get your money ready and order our Brother Yan’s album!”

“Why are you guys yelling at us? If you’re so capable, you would’ve bought a few million albums and increase the sales for your dumb idol so that he won’t look so pathetic. Let’s just look at the data.”

“Song Wenye, I kindly advise you that if you have the time, you might as well go to the music app and gather your fellow fans to scroll through the charts.”

After the Top Class was done mocking Shen Xi and Song Wenye, they burst into laughter again.

Song Wenye had a hot temper and slammed her hands on the desk. She jumped over gracefully and wanted to fight them. ‘F*ck you all! This is too much!’

Shen Xi reached out and pulled her back. Her eyes were calm and cold. She did not even look at the Top Class and teased her. “Come back here. If a dog bites you, will you go and bite the dog?”

The Top Class were indignant and shot daggers at Shen Xi as if they really wanted to kill her with their glares.

Song Wenye bared her teeth at them and warned, “I won’t see eye to eye with you b*tches for the sake of my Xixi! You guys can go ahead and say whatever you want. If my Qi Xiu loses, then I’ll buy 10,0000 copies of Su Muyan’s album.”

Shen Xi pulled her to take a seat. It was pointless to be angry over such a trivial matter. Everyone had a mouth, so it was up to them what they wanted to say. She coldly swept a glance at the Top Class. “What’s the hurry? The album has only been released for 8 hours, so it’s still unknown who will win and who will lose.”

Chen Bingbing sneered and was as smug as ever. “Shen Xi, is it so hard to admit defeat? You guys only sold 2,000 albums in 8 hours and you dare to talk about what’s down the road? Shame on you! Your dumb idol should pack his bags and go home.”

Weibo was dominated by Su Muyan. All other major social media sites were also promoting Su Muyan’s new album. Singers and producers in the industry were praising his new album. The songs and production quality were China’s top standards.

“Don’t be so sure of yourself so early in the game. Don’t get caught lying!” Shen Xi then changed the subject. “By the way, I noticed that your face is red with dried and cracked lips. Your tongue is yellowish too, so I advise you not to be so hot-tempered. You might just get a stroke and die suddenly.”

“Shen Xi, don’t change the subject! You’re just…” While Chen Bingbing spoke, her classmates stared at her. She roared. “What are you guys looking at?”

One of her close friends pointed at her. “Sister Bingbing, you have a nosebleed…”

“Damn! Karma is a b*tch!” Song Wenye laughed loudly and slapped the table. She then imitated what Shen Xi said earlier. “Don’t be so hot-tempered. You might really just drop dead!”

Chen Bingbing touched her nose and saw her fingers stained with blood. Suddenly, her eyes rolled back and she fainted because she could not stand seeing blood.

A group of people from the Top Class did not bother to fight with Shen Xi and carried her to the infirmary while Song Wenye laughed arrogantly.

When Yu Qiubai stepped into the training room, he saw the unconscious Chen Bingbing and looked at Shen Xi with a smirk. ‘Wow!’

When Su Ruowan and Su Mushi arrived, there were only three people in the training class. Yu Qiubai, Shen Xi, and Song Wenye. No one else from the Top Class was there.

Su Mushi saw Yu Qiubai and Shen Xi sitting together and had a deep hatred in his eyes. He was still mad at Yu Qiubai for being a traitor.

Since the gambling incident, Shen Xi did not help the Su family to persuade the International Class, so Su Yi had lost all hope in her and not another word about wanting her return to the Su family.

As for Yu Qiubai, Su Mushi’s “best friend”, Su Mushi vowed to return all the humiliation and injuries he suffered a thousand times over to him one day.

The status of the Yu family in China was a little higher than the Su family, but Yu Qiubai was just a poor wretch ostracized by the family.

Except for Old Master Yu, no one else in the Yu family liked Yu Qiubai. It was also because of the Old Master’s favoritism towards him that everyone else wanted to quickly get rid of him.

Su Ruowan sat at her desk and looked at Shen Xi from the corner of her eyes. Her slightly lowered eyes were smug. Second Brother’s album had sold more than 500,000 copies. His main song also occupied the charts of the music apps.

On the other hand, that new singer called Qi Xiu only sold 2,000 copies, which was such a joke.

There was no doubt that Qi Xiu could not compete with her second brother.

The group of arrogant eyesores in the International Class would have to buy 10,000 copies of Su Muyan’s albums each when the time comes.

Someone spread the word about Chen Bingbing having gone to the infirmary. However, the rumors were twisted, saying that Shen Xi argued with the Top Class and that Chen Bingbing, being the leader of the Top Class, was so angry that she vomited blood and fainted. That was how she ended up in the infirmary.

When Chen Bingbing woke up and heard this rumor, she was so infuriated that she gritted her teeth and almost fainted again.

The Top Class students soon returned to class, except for Chen Bingbing, who was in the infirmary with an IV drip.

During their break between classes, Su Ruowan stood up, took a bag, and walked to Shen Xi. “Little Sis.”