"Invisible Wings", Starting the Strategy to Win Over Xiao Sisi

"What kind of song theme are you looking for?"

Xiao Sisi blinked her big, innocent eyes in confusion. Was that even a thing? Could someone really request a specific theme for a song?

"Any theme is fine, I guess? My sister leans toward a youthful, girly style. You could take some inspiration from Xiao Wanwan’s previous albums..."

Jiang Che nearly facepalmed at her response.

This girl had just gone in circles without saying anything useful.

As a manager, her professional skills were undoubtedly the worst.

No wonder Xiao Wanwan, despite her stunning looks, had remained relatively unknown before. If she hadn’t found her wealthy father, Xiao Chuan, she’d probably still be a third-tier celebrity at best.

[Alright, alright. I think I know what kind of song to write for you.]

Jiang Che’s head was spinning, but with the vast library of songs from another world’s entertainment industry in his mind, he could easily pull out hundreds—if not thousands—of tracks.

There had to be something that suited Xiao Wanwan.

"Then... thank you in advance."

Jiang Che smirked. Xiao Sisi was so adorably clueless that even a wolf like him felt a twinge of guilt about taking advantage of her.

Such a naive little fool—she’d probably help count the money after being sold off.

Hell, she might even thank him for it!

"Brother Jiang Che, thank you!"

Jiang Che: "..."

Unbelievable!

[Don’t forget our deal! A hug and a date.]

At his reminder, Xiao Sisi’s cheeks flushed slightly, her small hands fidgeting nervously—though there was also a hint of excitement and anticipation in her tension.

[As for the... date, it’s just a simple one, right?] Xiao Sisi began pondering in her mind.

She’d watched plenty of idol dramas, where dates were always ordinary yet romantic—a deadly combo for a girl in her youthful fantasies.

Little did she know, Jiang Che was no sweetheart from an idol drama, nor was he some brooding CEO. He was a full-blown predator who wouldn’t even spit out the bones!

"Oh, right! The song you sang, 'Father,' has gone viral online. Everyone’s trying to figure out who you are..."

"And since you performed it live at a concert, the audio quality wasn’t perfect. A lot of people are hoping you’ll record a studio version..."

Xiao Sisi suddenly brought it up.

[Oh? You want a full, polished version?]

"Mm-hmm!!!"

[Then give me a kiss, and I’ll send you the full version.]

Jiang Che’s words instantly turned Xiao Sisi’s face beet red. Wh-what? Another kiss?!

With just one song, Jiang Che had taken the internet by storm. Now, the entire web was searching for the mysterious "Blond-haired Song God," and even Xiao Sisi couldn’t help but admire him a little.

Sure, he’d stolen her first kiss, but he was seriously amazing!

And if she’d already kissed him once, would doing it again in exchange for a flawless version of "Father" be... a good deal?

The thought startled her.

"A kiss is... too fast. Can I just hug you instead?"

[Nope. I want a kiss.]

Xiao Sisi: "..."

"Then... you record it first, and we’ll... talk about it during our date." Xiao Sisi settled on a compromise.

[Deal. But don’t you dare back out, sweetheart.]

......

After hanging up, Jiang Che stretched lazily, yawning as the morning sun cast its glow over his strikingly handsome face.

At first glance, he looked every bit the dashing young man—unless you knew better. The contrast between his charming exterior and his shameless playboy nature was just too stark.

Technically, Jiang Che should’ve outgrown his "youthful" phase by now, but thanks to his Eternal Youth Elixir, his appearance was frozen at 19.

A man is forever young at heart!

Most people claim they feel old before their time, but that didn’t apply to Jiang Che.

Honestly, whether man or woman, if you had infinite lifespan, endless wealth, and eternal youth, how could your heart ever grow old?

Even ten thousand years later, Jiang Che would still be a hopeless horndog.

"Little Qiangwei, time to wake up!"

Jiang Che gave Bai Qiangwei a playful smack. After being apart for so long, the girl had clung to him like glue, unwilling to leave his side for even a second.

But clearly, the little rose had worn herself out the night before—she’d probably sleep till noon.

"Yawn... Guess I should start writing songs for Xiao Sisi and the others."

Jiang Che skimmed through a few of Xiao Wanwan’s tracks and watched some of her music videos, his expression turning thoughtful.

Things weren’t quite what he’d expected.

The entertainment industry in this world seemed surprisingly advanced, with plenty of top-tier singers and so-called "kings and queens" of music. The Chinese music scene was thriving, experiencing explosive growth.

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Che suddenly chuckled in realization.

He got it now.

This world was crawling with protagonists and chosen ones—there had to be transmigrators and plagiarists running around.

These transmigrators must’ve come from all sorts of worlds, bringing their own music and culture, blending everything into something terrifyingly rich.

Every transmigrator dabbled in a bit of "borrowing," after all.

Take Jiang Che himself—back in his college entrance exams, he’d written "In Praise of Teachers." How could that not cause a stir?

"So, what song should I give her? Better stick to classics—they’ve got way more staying power."

Jiang Che already had one in mind—no, not just one. He was going to "borrow" a song for Xiao Wanwan.

In his heart, one track stood out as perfect for her.

"Invisible Wings."

Yep, an oldie but a goldie. Back in his original world, this song had swept the nation. No matter which world you dropped it in, it’d still hold its weight.

Jiang Che grinned deviously. Unless Xiao Wanwan and Xiao Sisi were complete idiots, they wouldn’t refuse "Invisible Wings." And once he set the bar this high, Xiao Wanwan would have no choice but to come back to him for future songs.

Three songs max, and Xiao Sisi would be completely under his thumb—along with Xiao Wanwan and Xiao An’an. The triplet sisters wouldn’t stand a chance!

With that, Jiang Che started composing the melody.

Though he’d never formally studied music, his Divine Singing Skill covered all the bases. At "divine" level, even musical notation was child’s play.

"Shit! Almost forgot—I’ve got a damn system. Why bother writing it myself?"

Jiang Che smacked his thigh.

"System, buy the lyrics and sheet music for 'Invisible Wings.'"

[Ding! Host has spent 10 points to purchase the song.]

Seriously, how cheap had plagiarism become?

Ten points for a song? Chen Hao and Jiang Ruoxu alone generated tens of thousands of points for him daily.

Ten points in exchange for a date with Xiao Sisi? Absolute steal.

Jiang Che flashed a mischievous grin—he really was a clever one.

Playing the villain was damn satisfying. No unnecessary fuss, just pure, unfiltered action.

Of course, even though the song was already finished, he had no intention of sending it to Xiao Wanwan ahead of time. A week meant a week—not a day less!