The Entertainment World's Magnate

"Men, go ahead and cry, cry, cry. It's no sin! Even the strongest have the right to feel tired..."

In his headphones, Dehua's singing was hysterical and gut-wrenching.

Xiao Fei liked listening to music while writing. He clattered out the final line, finishing six thousand characters in three hours and completing his task at last. He stretched and breathed a sigh of relief, then checked the time. It was already two in the morning. The lighting was soft, and the room was utterly quiet.