Gamer Superstar - Chapter 112 [Bonus ] 112 - Richer!

Chapter 112 [Bonus ] 112 – Richer!

After a few minutes Lila’s agent left and Selena came to talk to me.

“What was decided?” I asked as I sipped my whiskey and looked at Lila on stage.

Selena sighed and answered. “Although I tried to lower our price as much as possible, I managed to convince him to change the song from an appearance by you on one of her songs to the opposite, where she would appear on your song, but that she would have the right to re-record the song herself after 6 months and would also be able to sing the song at her concerts and would pay us $10,000.”

When I heard that, my eyes lit up. “So I’m going to get $10,000, partner with a C-Rank artist and still get promotion from her in exchange for letting her sing my song with me now, alone after 6 months, and also sing that song as her song at concerts?”

“Yeah…” Selena replied tiredly, but happy to have gotten a good deal.

Although any artist can sing any song by other artists at concerts, it’s different when you can sing a song by another artist, or when the song is also a part of you.

As for the part where she could re-record the song by herself after 6 months, I didn’t mind that much because after 6 months the song would have lost a lot of the hype because most of the song’s listeners would have already heard the song on my channel, and even if the song was more successful on her channel, it would also serve as a great promotion for me because the song would be promoted on my channel again.

“When and where does she want to record?” I asked.Discover 𝒏ew chapters at novelbi𝒏(.)co𝒎

“Her base of operations is in Texas, where she lives and where she does most of her shows, so recording after she’s back home wouldn’t be good. Ideally, we’d like to record it tomorrow. So we plan to rehearse tomorrow afternoon and after your opening we’ll record this song as the last song you sing and the first song she sings at both shows”. Selena explained.

Thinking about this idea, I could see that it was good, we could get it done as soon as possible, we could test if the song would be good as a duet, and we could see the audience’s reaction.

If any of those options didn’t work out, both sides had the right to cancel the proposal and act as if nothing had happened, so I was happy.

“But where do you want to record?” I asked, knowing it wouldn’t be nice to bring her to my house to record in the basement.

Staring at me, Selena laughed. “Have you forgotten what company I work for? AJP has a stake in at least two studios in San Francisco, we just have to let them know we’re coming and they’ll get us a room for as long as we want.”

Hearing that reminded me that I wasn’t as indie an artist as I thought I was.

Even though I was indie and doing everything myself, I still had a big agency behind me that could protect me from everything and give me a lot of opportunities.

“Haha, true, for a while I forgot how big AJP is.” I laughed as I went back to paying attention to Lila on stage, but I still said something to Selena. “Thanks, having you around makes my job so much easier.”

She snorted as she rolled her eyes and replied. “I’m glad you recognize that.”

I knew she was joking, and if I looked at her face, I was sure I’d see a smile at the corner of her mouth at the compliment.

After recording everything he needed, Jason joined me for a drink, since Selena wasn’t drinking because she had to drive home.

So the three of us chatted and enjoyed the rest of the evening while I tried to learn as much as I could from Lila on stage.

Unfortunately, my skills didn’t level up even once, but I expected something like that; if it was that easy to level up these skills, I’d have several skills at Lv 50 by now.

When I woke up the next day, I felt very energetic.

I don’t know if it was because I had done so much yesterday, improved so much, or because I had enjoyed the night so much that I was excited now.

It was still 10:00, and the time we had set for recording the song was 13:00, so I still had three hours free to do my daily routine.

“Good morning, Noah!” A woman watering plants in her garden greeted me as I walked by.

“Good morning!” I replied politely, not knowing her name.

“Good morning, Noah!” An elderly man also greeted me as I passed her house.

“Good morning!” I also answered politely.

Several of these elderly people were people I saw every morning while doing my exercises.

At first, I only received nods of greeting, but as my charisma increased, more and more of these old people greeted me and spoke to me.

There was even a lady who wanted to introduce me to her granddaughter, who was two years younger than me, and I had a hard time refusing.

Even more so when her granddaughter saw me running on a normal day and I started to feel a look coming from the bedroom window on the second floor whenever the lady called my name to greet me.

It was funny how the world worked better for beautiful and charismatic people, everything seemed more colorful.

With the gas and excitement I felt, I ran at least 50% more than I normally do, but when I weighed myself on the way home, I’d lost less than 50% of the weight I normally lose.

I was down from 75 kg to 74.6 kg, showing that the amount of weight I could lose was getting smaller and smaller.

When I looked at my body in the mirror, I could clearly see why. The fat on my body was disappearing.

The muscles were becoming more defined, to the point that I recently had to change my training again, so instead of training with as much weight as possible, I lowered the weight to something that wouldn’t exhaust me as much, and also started to decrease the frequency with which I trained.

I didn’t want my muscles to be as developed as a bodybuilder’s, and building muscles as fast as I was doing was something that would get me to that level quickly.

“You’re going to record a song with a C-rank artist?!” Liv asked in shock as we ate lunch.

“Yeah, she heard the song I sang in a bar yesterday and wanted to sing it with me.” I replied smiling.

“That’s great!” My father said excitedly.

“Are you getting paid for this?” My mother asked worriedly.

“Yes, apart from the publicity that her name brings, which is already worth a few tens of thousands of dollars, they’ll also pay me $10,000 if the song goes well, so you can call Grandpa and tell him that we want to visit her and my aunt and uncle.” I said smiling as I shifted my gaze to my father, who was frozen as he stared at me.

“You won… 10… 10,000 dollars?!” My father asked in shock.

“Not yet, but this afternoon I should win if all goes well, not to mention they’re paying me another $4,000 to sing the opening number for the two Lila Brooks shows, so I should come home a total of $14,000 richer.” I laughed, enjoying his shocked expression.