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When registering the copyright for his new song, Qin Qing discovered that the guitar tablature could also be copyrighted,

After finishing all that, Qin Qing half-reclined on the bed and read.

Meanwhile.

[Sis, Tyrannical], real-estate company president Lin Ling muttered to herself with a smile on her face: "What a smooth talker. Singing for you, my ass. It's obviously a song he composed before."

That was what she said, but a delighted smile still hung on her face.

"What are you smiling at? Smiling so seductively. Flirting with men?"

A head leaned over.

Lin Ling pressed her index finger against the forehead of the head leaning over and pushed it away. She put on a stern expression. "You have your own house, so why do you freeload at my place every day?"

"Your villa is huge."

The speaker was none other than Li Xin from Ocean Star. At that moment, she was grinning like a fool, utterly unlike the capable woman she was at the company.

"Don't you feel lonely living alone in such a big villa?"

As she spoke, Li Xin leaned her head over again. "Watching a livestream? What's so good about livestreams? Any talented artists have already debuted."

Lin Ling put down her phone and said, "That's not necessarily true. Everyone has their strengths. I like watching livestreams because they're down-to-earth. Besides, I found a new singer-songwriter streamer called Qin Voice. He's incredibly talented. Isn't your company short of songwriters? I think you should try contacting him."

"Hehe."

Li Xin chuckled softly. "Forget it. Talking about work after clocking out ruins the mood. I'm going to sleep."

On the entertainment industry's chain of contempt, livestreaming artists occupied the bottom rung, even lower than idols.

Li Xin's disdain wasn't without reason.