DAEYTT **Chapter 006: Eight Years, You Took Too Long to Consider.**

Early the next morning.

Wang Qian was awakened by the dazzling sunlight shining in from the east. He rubbed his eyes and picked up the phone by his pillow to check the time.

It was already ten o’clock!

Wang Qian was startled, then quickly became alert, remembering that he had to go to the civil affairs bureau with Li Qingyao today to get their divorce certificate.

She was in such a hurry to get rid of him, as if he were a burden. He couldn’t cling to this relationship shamelessly, could he?

Wang Qian hurriedly got out of bed, quickly washed his face, put on his clothes, and headed out. He picked up his phone and dialed Li Qingyao.

...

At that moment, Li Qingyao was sitting in a borrowed nanny car on her way to the civil affairs bureau for privacy reasons. Her agent, Liu Lihua, was driving and had herself wrapped up tightly to avoid being recognized.

Wang Qian’s slightly hurried voice came through the phone, “Qingyao, sorry, I got up a bit late. Are you at the civil affairs bureau yet? I’ll catch a taxi and be there soon.”

Li Qingyao, wearing sunglasses and a mask, her expression hidden, said calmly, “We’re not there yet either. Hurry up.”

Wang Qian responded, “Okay, I’ll be there soon.”

Li Qingyao hung up the phone, gripping it tightly with both hands, her eyes gazing out the window. In her mind, Wang Qian’s song "Ordinary Road" echoed, the melody lingering in her ears and heart all night.

The nanny car stopped at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau.

Wang Qian’s taxi arrived quickly as well.

Liu Lihua got out to open the door for Li Qingyao, “Qingyao…”

Li Qingyao, with her height over 1.7 meters and wearing high heels, looked down at Liu Lihua. Her beautiful face was expressionless, her voice carrying a hint of coldness, “Sister Liu, you are just my agent. It’s enough to handle my work. My personal life doesn’t need your interference, do you understand?”

Liu Lihua was stunned. Usually strong-willed, she was not used to Li Qingyao, who was usually obedient, suddenly becoming assertive. However, knowing they were in public and couldn’t argue, she nodded, “Alright.”

“But…”

She began to say more softly.

Li Qingyao interrupted coldly, “Don’t say anything more.”

With that, she quickened her pace towards the civil affairs bureau entrance.

Wang Qian glanced at Liu Lihua and then followed Li Qingyao.

The two of them were silent, not speaking as they quickly went to the service window to handle the formalities.

The staff tried to mediate.

Nowadays, the divorce rate was so high that when young people came to divorce, someone from the civil affairs bureau would try to mediate, hoping they could avoid divorce!

But both Wang Qian and Li Qingyao refused.

In less than ten minutes, they had their green divorce certificates.

Wang Qian flipped through the certificate, feeling its familiar texture from his previous life, then turned to Li Qingyao, “Wish you happiness.”

Li Qingyao, her eyes hidden behind sunglasses, stared at Wang Qian, “You really want to debut?”

Wang Qian nodded confidently, “Yes, I’m planning on it.”

Li Qingyao said calmly, “Next month, I have a concert in Shanghai. I invite you to be a guest performer. I’ll give you two songs’ worth of time. With your performance at the bar yesterday, you should be able to catch the attention of some talent agents. Beyond that, I can’t help you much.”

Wang Qian looked at Li Qingyao in surprise, then smiled, “Heh, thanks for the offer. No need. I believe talent won’t go unnoticed, especially in this era! I’ll be going now…”

Saying goodbye, Wang Qian waved to Li Qingyao, tidied up his notebook, and quickly hailed a taxi, swiftly leaving.

Liu Lihua watched Wang Qian leave before running over to Li Qingyao. "Is it done?"

Li Qingyao nodded, ignoring Liu Lihua, and got into the car, lying down on the seat, unmoving. She gazed in the direction where Wang Qian had left, her eyes hidden behind sunglasses.

Seeing Li Qingyao's uneasy mood, Liu Lihua asked again to confirm.

Li Qingyao replied flatly, "Not singing. That's his song."

Liu Lihua nodded silently, saying nothing more.

...

At the breakfast shop near the residential area, Wang Qian spent thirty yuan on a simple breakfast, marveling at the high cost of living in the city.

He picked up his phone and found the number of his former agent, whose contract had expired three years ago, automatically terminating their agreement.

Of course, since Wang Qian had decided not to debut eight years ago, the agency and the agent had stopped caring about him long before the contract ended. They hadn't even bothered to call when the contract expired.

Buzz...

The phone vibrated, and he quickly answered.

A voice on the other end sounded puzzled, "Hello, who is this?"

Wang Qian said, "Hello, is this Zhang Sheng?"

A confirming voice came from the phone, "Yes, I'm Zhang Sheng."

Wang Qian continued, "I'm Wang Qian, do you remember me?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone, then laughter, "Oh, it's you, Wang Qian. What's up?"

Wang Qian said, "Well, I have a bit of business. I want to debut now and need an agent."

Zhang Sheng chuckled, "Haha, Wang Qian, that's a good joke."

Wang Qian insisted, "I'm serious."

Zhang Sheng paused for a moment before saying seriously, "Wang Qian, eight years ago, when I advised you, you said you didn't want to be a star. I had high hopes for you then. You were young, good-looking, with formal training and some acting skills. I even planned a publicity strategy for you. But you refused... I advised you several times, and you refused each time."

"Now you want to debut? But you've taken too long to decide. Eight years! Eight years is enough time for someone to complete their entire career in this industry. In these eight years, many people have debuted and become popular, and many have faded into obscurity. And you, from a promising young man in his early twenties, have become a man in his thirties."

"Wang Qian, give up! You're a bit too old now... I can't help you!"

With that, Zhang Sheng hung up.

Wang Qian remained calm, throwing his soy milk cup into a nearby trash can. Unaffected by Zhang Sheng's words, he began to consider other options.

Buzz...

The phone vibrated again.

Wang Qian saw it was an unfamiliar number and answered.

"Mr. Wang, this is Huazi. Do you have time this afternoon? Shall we meet to discuss the song copyright?"

It was Zhou Xuehua's voice on the phone.

Wang Qian didn't refuse. "Sure, noon works."

Huazi said, "Great, let's meet at noon at XXX."

Wang Qian agreed, "No problem. By the way, Mr. Zhou, I'm looking for a professional recording studio, do you know any?"

Huazi replied, "After lunch, I'll take you to one."


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