Chapter Thirty-Five: The Sensation of Becoming a Wealthy Woman Is Truly Wonderful
Chapter Thirty-Five: The Delight of Becoming Wealthy
When Bai Ling woke up the next morning, she immediately sensed something amiss. After a bit of investigation, she discovered she now owned a mystery box.
“A mystery box?”
“How does this count as a failure on my part?”
“If the company helps me solve a problem, does it not count as me solving it myself?”
“Why must I always put in all the effort personally? System, you’re such a miser!”
After venting her frustrations, she took a closer look and found that the system had quietly granted her a few more rewards, further enhancing her vocal tone and pitch.
“Well now!”
“A silent surprise, but a welcome one nonetheless.”
Her opinion of the system improved considerably once again. Yet she remained curious about what kind of surprise the mystery box might contain.
Of course, for this kind of lucky draw, she felt she should prepare herself. There was no need for elaborate rituals—no bathing in incense or washing her hands in golden basins. Instead, she simply opened her social media accounts and checked the messages.
The situation had completely turned around; public opinion was in her favor now. Who’s to say her luck wouldn’t be extraordinary today? A little bit of superstition, perhaps.
“Supporting Sister Bai every day! Beat that despicable Starlight!”
“We are Bai Ling’s strongest backing. No matter what, we’ll stand by her to the end!”
“That’s right, brothers, assemble!”
“The evidence is solid, almost irrefutable. Anyone who still tries to slander Bai Ling now is basically self-destructing!”
“Exactly!”
“Support my wife! Charge!”
Reading these comments, Bai Ling felt her spirits lift. She was overflowing with good fortune.
Thus, she opened the mystery box.
“System, I’m summoning the dragon! If today’s reward doesn’t satisfy me, just wait and see!”
System: ……
“Congratulations, host, you have obtained Perfect Pitch. Pitch +30!”
Bai Ling’s eyes sparkled. “Pitch? So now I can really hit those high notes.”
“Tsk, this might actually come in handy.”
System: Please pay proper attention to Perfect Pitch!
To be honest, Bai Ling hadn’t thought much of this so-called perfect pitch at first.
What use could it possibly have?
The system immediately provided an explanation.
“With perfect pitch, the host now possesses absolute perception and mastery over music, melody, and even sound itself.”
“The previous holder was called Jay, and before that, Beethoven…”
Bai Ling’s eyes flickered. “I see. So it really is something valuable.”
It was, in essence, a passport to musical genius. Bai Ling understood its worth, but unfortunately, she wasn’t particularly eager to become a true musical prodigy.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
And the bigger the mess when things go wrong!
The recent turmoil had already made that point rather clear.
Still, she wasn’t entirely passive—just not fanatically ambitious. She preferred to let things happen naturally.
There was no need to get sucked into a whirlpool where the harder you worked, the more tragic the outcome.
The moment of anticipation over the mystery box was now over, and no matter how she looked at it, today’s reward was quite remarkable.
Her lucky streak seemed to continue unabated.
So, Bai Ling opened her system panel for the first time in ages.
[Host: Bai Ling]
[Age: 25]
[Figure: 84, 61, 90]
[Appearance Score: 96]
[Acting Career: Overall Acting Skill 25, Overall Potential 30 (Line Delivery: 15, Micro-Expressions: 18, Characterization: 20, Physical Fit for Role: 68, Emotional Resonance: 0). Recommended roles: naïve ingenue, manipulative beauty, high-appearance roles such as the most beautiful woman in three realms, princess, etc.]
[Singing Career: Overall Singing Skill 40, Overall Potential 47 (Vocal Tone: 59, Pitch: 76, Pitch Accuracy: 46, Songwriting Ability: 30, Expressiveness: 40, Ear for Music: 100 (Perfect Pitch)). Recommended singing types: easy-listening pop songs, love songs.]
[Idol Career: Overall Skill 54, Overall Potential 69 (Looks: 99, Personality: 87, Singing and Dancing Skills including Dance: 67, Variety Show Presence: 18). Recommended type: Standout solo on stage!]
[Directing Career: Not yet unlocked]
[Special Skills: Master-level Makeup, Sword Dance, Perfect Pitch]
[Wealth: Fourteen Million]
[System Storage Pending Reward: One classic song from your past life (upon selection, corresponding lyrics and score will be provided)]
Gazing at her stats, Bai Ling wore a thoughtful expression.
She’d received quite a few rewards recently. But most of them had been focused on her singing career. While there had been some improvements in acting and dancing, singing remained her strong suit.
The sword dance was remarkable, but the appearance of perfect pitch had completely upset the balance among her talents.
By now, Bai Ling was no longer a rookie singer. Her singing skills had improved dramatically; not only did she possess an excellent vocal tone and pitch, but with perfect pitch, her creative abilities had leapt forward as well.
Better to teach a person to fish than to give them a fish!
Bai Ling understood this well. She knew just how significant this gain was: even if an emergency arose in the future, she’d have a way to cope.
Of course, compared to all these flashy improvements, Bai Ling was most satisfied with the wealth column.
“Wow, fourteen million! All of it in my account—amazing!”
She’d gone from a nobody in her previous life to a wealthy young woman and part-time goddess!
Absolutely perfect!
But just as Bai Ling was happily admiring her stats, her phone rang with a call from Sister Ge.
“My little ancestor, you’re awake, aren’t you?”
“Come on, as we agreed yesterday, let’s work on a new song!”
Bai Ling was taken aback. “Wait, Sister Ge, you’re serious?”
Sister Ge chuckled. “Of course I’m serious.”
“You’ve played the sympathy card and your troubles are over for now, but this buzz is only temporary. If you want lasting fame, if you want to go further, you need to strike while the iron is hot.”
“Just think of it as repaying me for my efforts. Work a bit harder these days—don’t slack off.”
Bai Ling: …
“Can I say no?”
Sister Ge: “Can I refuse your refusal?”
Bai Ling sighed. “Alright, then.”
Sister Ge laughed, “Don’t stress yourself out. Creating a new song in a short period isn’t easy.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be sourcing songs from within the industry. You just need to sing.”
Song-sourcing referred to the practice, common in the industry, where singers who couldn’t write their own songs would pay struggling songwriters for their work. It was a tacit rule, nothing unusual.
Among the songs collected this way, there were often gems—what they lacked was a famous performer.
Since Sister Ge was determined to pave a brilliant path for Bai Ling, she would naturally be selective and choose the very best.
However…
Bai Ling hesitated for a moment.
After a while, she said to Sister Ge, “Actually, I really can come up with a song today.”
Sister Ge: “Are you serious?”
Bai Ling nodded, “Just wait for my good news. I’ll deliver in an hour!”
Sister Ge: “???”