I became a music industry godfather by writing confidantes.

Chapter 076 The Tearing Continues...

[Wow, Yang Du is awesome! Who's more noble, and who's more despicable!]

[For someone with a heart condition, everything appears dirty. Is it the article that's vulgar, or the person reading it? That is the question.]

[This is a perfectly reasonable argument; regardless of whether it's dusty or not, it's still worth one hundred yuan!]

[Where is Professor Jiang? Come out and take a look. Are you looking for blood pressure medication? You can't afford to lose money like that.]

In this internet age where everyone is a self-media outlet and information spreads at a speed measured in seconds, Yang Du's red carpet interview hadn't even finished before it went viral on social media.

"Methods have no inherent value, the work itself is king: Yang Du's hardcore response to Jiang Yinglan on the red carpet!"

Yang Du's Theory of Banknotes: The Debate Between Refined and Popular Culture Escalates Again

"A 21-year-old genius producer responds wittily to a Golden Bell Award winner."

Yang Du's Response: From Emotional Literature to Bestseller Champion, the Popular and the Refined

As soon as the report was published, a large number of netizens in the comments section began to take sides.

[That's absolutely right! Why is going to the mountains and forests to gather inspiration considered "gathering ideas," while writing some sentimental articles online is considered "unacceptable"? We're both just looking for inspiration, so why pretend to be so high and mighty?]

[Seconded! Different musicians should be allowed to have different ways of finding inspiration; no one is inherently superior or more virtuous than another.]

[Hilarious! I don't know if the Chinese music scene is over, but I do know that three of their hit singles, "Flammable and Explosive," "Painted Heart," and "Red Rose," are still in the top ten of the charts. What, does Professor Jiang have such high standards among all the listeners in the country? If the masses like it, and you don't, who do you think you are?]

Even if a hundred yuan falls on the ground or gets stepped on twice, it won't stop me from buying pork ribs. My favorite is braised pork ribs, fragrant and tempting, coated in sauce, glistening with oil, and one bite is a perfect blend of salty and sweet, savory and fragrant...

"Brother, we're currently attacking Professor Jiang. Is it appropriate for you to say these things?"

"Damn it, one sentence from you and I'm starving."

—"This isn't a food channel, is it, honey?"

"Garlic ribs are the only way to go, bring it on if you disagree."

I give Yang Du's response a perfect score. I don't care how you find your inspiration, as long as it's not illegal and the final song is good, I support you!

A good song is one that is catchy and moving; I support Yang Du.

Music is music. Who is noble and who is vile? Artificially dividing art into different classes is the greatest vulgarity!

In the waiting area lounge, Zhou Xuan, the leading actress of the movie "Life After Life, Falling Flowers" and a top star, was browsing Weibo and gossiping while wearing a haute couture gown.

"Tsk tsk, Tang You's fans are still being stubborn."

She watched with great interest the comments and rhetoric used by the fans.

[Are you people's values ​​just based on looks? Even if Yang Duge writes exceptionally well, it doesn't change the fact that he disrespects his seniors. No matter how strong your professional skills are, if your character is flawed, it's all for nothing.]

[No matter what, Yang Du is just a student who hasn't graduated yet, while Professor Jiang is a true industry veteran, a professor at the Central Conservatory of Music. For a junior to so openly confront a senior in public—doesn't he feel impolite and lacking in manners?]

As the sage said, "If you have faults, correct them; if you don't, strive to improve." Even children understand this principle; has this person's education gone to waste?

[Professor Jiang only offered a few words of guidance out of a sense of responsibility as a senior colleague, and yet he was relentlessly attacked. It's truly disheartening to see.]

However, Orange wasn't going to take this lying down. With idol album producers being so assertive, they certainly wouldn't stand idly by and directly retaliated.

[So, you resort to seniority when you can't win a fight? What, is being a professor a get-out-of-jail-free card? She can arbitrarily label people as vulgar in interviews, but she won't allow others to respond?]

[This is hilarious! A "senior" indeed! What kind of skill is it to act superior just because you're old? Just because Yuzu likes to act like a jerk and get yelled at doesn't mean everyone else shares the same hobby.]

[A classic case of playing the victim when you can't win. All that arguing and boasting, but then you're completely helpless when you get attacked? If you're so easily offended, don't try to make it in the world of fame and fortune. Go home and be a grandma; it's much safer that way. Professor Jiang probably doesn't even have a grandson, right? Well, we suggest he get a dog as his precious darling.]

"Wow, sis, your attack power is amazing!"

"I've heard people tell others to find a man and get married soon, but this is the first time I've seen someone actually stay home and hold their grandchildren."

"Stop cursing, stop cursing, Professor Jiang is already pinching my philtrum."

[No way, no way, no way, it's 6202 already, surely no one still believes those "experts" stuff.]

[Since Professor Jiang is so capable and morally upright, why doesn't he go to participate in peacekeeping? Is it because he doesn't want to? Or does he think he's too thick-skinned to stop bullets?]

Seeing the comments about going home to hug her grandson and the harsh criticism of peacekeeping, Zhou Xuan laughed heartily: "This generation of netizens is so vicious, they really don't hold back at all, hahaha."

As she laughed, Zhou Xuan's smile gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

She put down her phone and irritably brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

Watching the young man in the video, who was a year or two younger than her, calmly respond to the barrage of questions from dozens of media outlets, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but think of herself and her fellow people who make a living based on their looks.

As a top-tier actress, she seems to enjoy endless glamour, always surrounded by admirers wherever she goes. As soon as she steps onto the red carpet, she will immediately be met with a deafening roar of screams and a barrage of flashing lights.

Her photos can spread across the entire internet in less than a minute; her dress and her necklace will immediately become trending search terms.

However, only family members know their own situation.

These top celebrities and idols, who are praised to the skies by their fans, seem to be standing on cloud nine, but in reality, they are at the very bottom of the social hierarchy.

If she were criticized by name by a senior industry figure in front of a group of media, let alone respond as assertively as Yang Du, even if she felt extremely wronged, she couldn't show any dissatisfaction. She would have to swallow her pride and force a smile to humbly accept the criticism.

Otherwise, they'll be labeled as "arrogant," "unprofessional," or "disciplined" in no time.

Ultimately, popular idols rely on their youth and the benefits of their fan base.

The entertainment industry is constantly evolving. Every year there are so many talent shows and star-making factories, with batches of fresh-faced young men and women lining up to debut.

One slip-up and they'll be abandoned by capital; the younger generation is always eyeing their positions covetously.

A top celebrity without substantial work to back them up is like a pile of loose sand; they'll scatter at the slightest breeze.

"But Yang Du is different," Zhou Xuan sighed, with deep envy. "He's a music producer, a content creator in himself."

At the table of capital, top-tier actresses like her are ultimately participating in various schemes created by capital, seeking a role and a small slice of the pie.

Yang Du himself can create songs continuously; he is someone who can organize things on his own and make cakes without being controlled by others.

How can they be the same?

They really have the confidence.

As cheers erupted once again from the red carpet outside, Zhou Xuan sighed silently once more.

"I wish I were a talented person too."