The Scum Gong Refuses the Crematorium [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 29

On New Year’s Eve, Sheng Yan’s rock band successfully performed on television.

Even though it was only on Jinghai TV and not the national CCTV station, it still caught a lot of people’s attention.

“So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!”

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen a team where all three members are such good-looking guys!”

“The key is that the three of them work together so well. Everyone has their own solo, and no one tries to steal the spotlight!”

“Plus, each of them has their own style mixed with rock. They are just so cool and amazing!”

Although Manager Zhang Ruhan had removed their trending topics once before, Sheng Yan and the others were simply too eye-catching. After just one appearance on Jinghai TV, people remembered them. By the end of the night, they were back at the top of the trending lists.

People in other regions who were getting sleepy watching other TV galas heard that Jinghai TV had a rock band full of handsome guys. They all rushed to see how handsome they really were.

Once they started watching, they couldn’t stop.

“Ahhh! How can someone look so wild but have two such cute little tiger teeth?”

“Ahhh! How can someone look so serious but play the guitar so wildly?”

“Ahhh! How can someone be so handsome yet so beautiful at the same time? He has long hair and looks so cold, but when he smiles, it’s heart-melting!”

The next morning, the internet was full of people praising their looks.

The “visual attack” was never enough to look at. On top of that, their professional skills were excellent. Everyone had a solo, and together, they created rock music that made people’s blood boil with excitement.

The more people listened, the more addicted they became. The more they watched, the more they wanted to see. Naturally, their rank on the trending charts kept climbing.

Since it was the New Year, Zhang Ruhan didn’t remove the trending topics again. The preparation from their live streams and commercial shows was enough; being on the trending list now was fine.

Indeed, those who weren’t satisfied just by looking at the pictures started asking around for more information about the band.

“Ahhh! I won’t allow such a handsome team to stay unknown. Can anyone tell me more about them?”

At this point, fans who had been following the band stepped forward to educate everyone: “I know, I know! The band is called RISE. They are a rising rock band from Jinghai. The leader and drummer is named Sheng Yan…”

A long list of information introduced the team in detail, including where they usually performed and which platform they used for live streaming.

As a result, even before Sheng Yan and the others started their next stream, their follower count kept rising. It quickly broke one million. They went from being unknown streamers to becoming famous ones.

Of course, the benefits of being on the trending list didn’t stop there. Jinghai TV saw that their program was a hit. To get even more viewers, they immediately scheduled a replay.

So, on the first day of the New Year, while Sheng Yan and Lu Mingyue were at the Sheng family home, Chen Lijun saw the figure on the TV and shouted, “That person playing the drums is Sheng Yan, right?”

Sheng Ronghang said with a look of disapproval, “Long hair and playing drums—who else could it be but your son?”

Sheng Ronghang never liked Sheng Yan playing drums. What kind of future could a drummer have? Could he do it forever?

He can play now while he is young, but what about when he is old? Will he still be able to hold the drumsticks?

Instead of wasting time on drums, he should learn about finance and trade to help with the family business so he could have security when he gets older.

But the boy never listened, so Sheng Ronghang had been biased against Sheng Yan for years.

“Actually, having a hobby is a good thing,” Lu Mingyue said, sensing Sheng Ronghang’s frustration. “So many people spend their whole lives busy just for money. If even those of us who aren’t short of money only care about profit, then ordinary people in the world would have no way to live.”

“But he shouldn’t be playing drums,” Sheng Ronghang still couldn’t understand what was good about it. “Look at him. He grew his hair long just for the drums. He looks like a girl. What kind of look is that?”

“Mr. Sheng, that is your bias,” Lu Mingyue smiled. “Girls can have short hair, so boys can naturally have long hair. It’s a personal choice and doesn’t hurt anyone. There’s no need to be so harsh.”

Sheng Ronghang was suddenly left speechless by Lu Mingyue. In that moment, he felt like he wasn’t the father—Lu Mingyue was.

“As for whether playing drums has a future,” Lu Mingyue added, “I assume you haven’t followed the entertainment industry much?”

Sheng Ronghang was confused. “Why should I care about entertainment?”

In his eyes, real physical business was the most stable. Things like entertainment were too shallow and unreliable. They might look glorious, but they were like flowers that bloom only for a night.

Lu Mingyue patiently told him, “Technology is changing every day. People are paying more attention to entertainment, and the industry is growing very fast.”

Lu Mingyue took out his phone to show him. “This is the financial report for the entertainment company I own for the past year.”

Sheng Ronghang took the phone and scrolled through the document. When he saw the income section, his eyes widened in shock. “This… this much?”

Lu Mingyue gave him another shock. “That is just one of my less famous companies. I have better ones. Would you like to see them?”

“No, no,” Sheng Ronghang waved his hands. The income of just one “less famous” company was almost as much as his own physical business. He didn’t want to see the better ones; he was afraid his heart couldn’t take it.

He said to Lu Mingyue, “But that’s the company making money. What does that have to do with the artist?”

“You might not know, but the rock company Sheng Yan is in actually belongs to Sheng Yan himself.” Lu Mingyue scrolled through his photos and showed him pictures of the company and its plans. “The company is just starting, so the income isn’t as high as others yet. But once it grows and the supporting facilities are ready, Sheng Yan won’t even need to play drums to live a very comfortable life.”

“What?!” Sheng Ronghang saw that the office building was in the most expensive part of Jinghai. He immediately sat up straight. “This is really his company?”

How did I not know my son was this rich?

“It’s true.” Lu Mingyue showed him the property deed and the business license. Sheng Yan’s name was clearly written on them.

Sheng Ronghang looked at the name and asked Lu Mingyue in shock, “You set this up for him?”

“Yes,” Lu Mingyue nodded calmly. “Now you can let him play the drums in peace, right? The better he plays and the more famous the company becomes, the more secure Sheng Yan’s future will be.”

Sheng Ronghang couldn’t say anything. What could he say? That his son was lucky? That by getting married, he hit the jackpot and could now do whatever he wanted?

He just pointed at the TV and said, “Let’s just watch TV.”

Sheng Yan was also surprised to find out the company belonged to him. He had been working there for nearly a year—how did he not know he was the boss?

He asked Lu Mingyue, “You planned this from the start?”

“Yes,” Lu Mingyue admitted. “I didn’t tell you before because some of the paperwork wasn’t finished.”

Sheng Yan asked, “Is it finished now?”

Lu Mingyue said, “Everything was completed just before the New Year.”

Sheng Yan didn’t ask anything else, but the system in his mind came back online: “Host, this is a great chance! You have your own company and a career now. Kick Lu Mingyue away and go chase the Child of Destiny!”

Sheng Yan found it funny. The system still remembered when he said he would get Lu Mingyue’s money before chasing Xie Qingyao.

“Why would I kick him away?” Sheng Yan stopped pretending. “He is handsome, rich, and most importantly, he is willing to spend money on me. Being with him, I have everything. Why should I work hard to start over with someone else?”

System No. 1088 was stunned. “But Lu Mingyue is old!”

“He’s not old,” Sheng Yan thought about their “harmonious” life together. “I think he is just right.”

Someone too young might be too shy or awkward. Someone like Lu Mingyue was perfect; he said exactly what he wanted without playing games.

Also, because he was older, he was very patient and understanding. Sheng Yan felt very comfortable with him, both at work and in life. Why would he change?

System No. 1088 was still confused. “But Host, aren’t you going to do the mission anymore?”

“No, I’m not.” Sheng Yan didn’t deny it. He smiled gently at the system. “By the way, I forgot to tell you something.”

System No. 1088: “What?”

As soon as it asked, it received its own notification.

[Host successfully used the ‘Permanent Confinement’ function. 5,000 points deducted.]

System No. 1088: “!@#$%^&*…”

Unfortunately, no matter what it said, Sheng Yan couldn’t hear it anymore.

After dealing with the system, Sheng Yan relaxed and crossed his legs, watching the TV with a calm look.

Lu Mingyue asked him, “Do you want some juice?”

“Yes.” Sheng Yan didn’t refuse. When the juice was poured, he leaned down and let Lu Mingyue feed him a sip.

Sheng Ronghang’s eyes twitched as he watched. This wasn’t a son-in-law moving in; it was like Sheng Yan had found himself another father to pamper him!

After dinner, the two were sent home. Out of sight, out of mind.

Meanwhile, because Sheng Yan and the others had been trending all day, System No. 766 also came back online after recharging. It noticed Sheng Yan’s career was rising and gave Xie Qingyao a suggestion: “Since Sheng Yan is famous now, you should expose that he is already married. This will hurt his career and put him in a desperate spot. He will have to divorce Lu Mingyue, and then you can step in.”

Xie Qingyao made a face. Who was Lu Mingyue, and who was he? If he actually followed the system’s plan, Lu Mingyue would find him within half a day.

Even if it wasn’t a huge crime to leak info, if he made Lu Mingyue angry, one word from that man could ruin his family’s life in Jinghai. Only a fool would do that.

He asked System No. 766, “How many points have I saved from missions?”

The system thought he wanted to use points to leak the marriage news, so it showed him the screen.

Xie Qingyao saw that he had 5,000 points from giving Sheng Yan the painting. Without thinking, he used them for the [Permanent Confinement] function.

System No. 766 was waiting for him to start the plan when everything went black. It couldn’t see or hear anything Xie Qingyao was doing. It began to curse inside the system space: “!#$#%^&*…”

Xie Qingyao was worried it might not work, but after the purchase, the system really stopped talking. He tried calling it twice and got no answer. He felt relieved. It seemed Sheng Yan hadn’t lied to him.

After the New Year, Sheng Yan and his band were very busy because of their new fame. They traveled to different cities for shows and barely had time to go home.

Lu Mingyue, having handed over his company work, officially started his charity work. He began with a scholarship for poor students.

Unlike other charities, he didn’t just give money directly. He investigated the real reasons why each student was struggling.

For example, some girls were held back because their parents only wanted to educate the boys. Some 15-year-olds had to work because their parents were in accidents. Some kids in the mountains thought school was useless.

These were the real problems, not just a lack of money. Lu Mingyue’s team handled these issues. It wasn’t easy, but it was meaningful.

Whenever he told Sheng Yan about a success, Sheng Yan could feel his happiness and fulfillment. Each time, Sheng Yan would look at the moon and send him a photo.

Sheng Yan: “The moonlight is the same tonight.”

Lu Mingyue understood. He replied: “I miss you.”

Sheng Yan smiled and put away his phone.

On Valentine’s Day, Lu Mingyue was in Rongcheng helping a young girl with a surgery. When he left the hospital and saw roses being sold on the street, he realized it was Valentine’s Day. He was about to book a flight to Sheng Yan’s city.

“What are you doing?” Before he could open the app, a familiar cold voice came from behind him.

Lu Mingyue turned around and saw Sheng Yan with his long hair. He was surprised. “Why are you here?”

Sheng Yan pointed to the crowd. “I have a show here.”

Lu Mingyue didn’t need to check the schedule to know. “I thought your show today was in a different city.”

“It was changed at the last minute,” Sheng Yan explained. “I heard there’s a temple fair here. Want to go?”

“Sure.” Lu Mingyue tried to sound calm, but he suddenly laughed happily.

Sheng Yan was curious about the laugh, but then he couldn’t help smiling too.

They walked together to the popular temple fair. Since it was Valentine’s Day, it was very crowded.

Lu Mingyue wanted to go into the temple to give thanks. Worried Sheng Yan wouldn’t like the crowds, he said, “I’ll go in to light some incense. Will you wait for me outside?”

“Okay.” Sheng Yan indeed didn’t like being pushed around. Luckily, he was a drummer and didn’t have to leave his seat to make people cheer. If he had to interact with the crowd like Zheng Ke or Zhong Nai with a guitar, he would probably change his hobby.

Lu Mingyue went into the temple. Even though he suspected Sheng Yan’s return wasn’t because of his prayers, he was still grateful for the faith that had helped him through the hard years. He gave his thanks sincerely.

Just like in the past, he lit a “long-life lamp” for Sheng Yan. Even if I cannot die with you, I hope you live for thousands of years.

When the monk led Lu Mingyue out, Sheng Yan wasn’t where he had left him. Lu Mingyue looked through the crowd anxiously. He finally saw Sheng Yan at a stall that carved wooden plaques, and his heart settled.

He said goodbye to the monk and walked over. “What are you carving?”

“Safety and peace.” Sheng Yan handed the finished plaque to Lu Mingyue. May the gods keep you safe for your whole life.

“It’s carved very well,” Lu Mingyue praised, touching the words.

Sheng Yan suggested, “Hang it in your car later?”

“Okay,” Lu Mingyue agreed.

They enjoyed the fair, saw many things they usually didn’t see, and had a happy Valentine’s Day. Finally, by a lake with a fountain and lights, they shared a long kiss before going back to the hotel.

While holding hands, Sheng Yan touched the prayer beads on Lu Mingyue’s wrist. “Lu Mingyue, why do you believe in Buddhism?”

Usually, people who “believe” are very superstitious, but Lu Mingyue wasn’t. Aside from reading some scriptures and visiting temples, there were no signs of superstition in his house. It was as if he believed just for the sake of believing.

“I believe for you,” Lu Mingyue didn’t hide it. “Do you believe me? I fell in love with you before you even knew me.”

“I believe you.” He was so sincere that Sheng Yan believed him even without looking into his eyes. His trust, his patience, and how well he knew Sheng Yan’s likes—it all made him believe.

Even though he wasn’t sure how Lu Mingyue fell in love with him, Sheng Yan believed time would give him the answer.

He held Lu Mingyue’s hand and touched the beads. “Do you still need to wear these now?”

The person you want is right here. Are you trying to pray me away?

“I don’t have to wear them anymore.” Lu Mingyue thought about how he had already given his thanks. He raised his hand to take off the beads he had worn for many years.

But Sheng Yan stopped him. “Don’t take them off yet. I think they have another use.”

“What use?” Before Lu Mingyue could finish, Sheng Yan kissed him.

Sheng Yan was usually quiet and only moved when teased, but he was rarely this active. Lu Mingyue was surprised for a second but quickly understood. He smiled and responded.

In the bedroom, clothes fell one by one. The heat rose like ten suns baking the earth. It made them thirsty and breathless.

Lu Mingyue moved the long hair away from Sheng Yan’s shoulder. He let Sheng Yan use the string of prayer beads to tease him.

“Lu Mingyue, you smell so good.” This was something Sheng Yan had never said before.

When they first met, Lu Mingyue had a light, relaxing scent of sandalwood. Sheng Yan always thought it was because of the beads. Only today, after the beads were moved, did he realize the scent came from the person, not the beads.

“Hmm?” Lu Mingyue was losing himself. Hearing this made him feel even more dazed with love. If his mind was still working, he knew this meant Sheng Yan was very satisfied with him.

“You smell very good,” Sheng Yan whispered into his ear again.

He didn’t think there was anything wrong with saying it. Lu Mingyue did smell good. He had a peaceful and calm energy that made Sheng Yan feel quiet inside. It was as if his past days of violence were finally healed.

Lu Mingyue’s heart raced. He had been trying to stay controlled, but hearing this made his mind explode with joy like fireworks. He reached out and turned on the shower, letting the water cool down his racing heart.

Sheng Yan smiled. The beads moved from the bathroom to the bedroom. Eventually, the string broke. The beads fell one by one, scattering all over the carpet. Even then, Sheng Yan didn’t let them go.

He made Lu Mingyue lie on the beads. Their skin rubbed against the beads on the floor. The once smooth beads became dull from the friction.

It was another long night. Toward dawn, Lu Mingyue couldn’t match Sheng Yan’s young energy anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, Sheng Yan had already cleaned up the mess. However, they hadn’t changed rooms yet, and all the trash was in the bin.

Lu Mingyue looked at the full trash bin and felt dazed. He finally understood how different it was to have a much younger partner.

“You’re awake?” Sheng Yan saw him and handed him a glass of sugar water. “Drink some to help with your low blood sugar.”

Lu Mingyue took a sip and felt better. But as he held the glass, he realized something.

The first time they were together, he was the one who cleaned the room and poured water for Sheng Yan. No wonder Sheng Yan’s face looked strange that time when he saw Lu Mingyue already dressed—it was his competitive side coming out?

Lu Mingyue felt both annoyed and amused. He found Sheng Yan so cute. He looked at him and said sincerely, “Sheng Yan, you are amazing.”

He was truly impressive. Lu Mingyue thought that if he were Sheng Yan, he would have run out of energy after three or four times. But Sheng Yan could go all night. The stamina of young people was truly something else.

Being praised so directly, Sheng Yan’s ears turned red. He said calmly, “As long as you are satisfied.”

He thought his hair covered his ears, but he forgot his hair was tucked back. Lu Mingyue could see his shyness clearly.

Lu Mingyue kept drinking the water, his heart feeling warm. How can there be someone this cute in the world?

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