Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

In the dead of night, after sending Gu Yang back to his room to rest, Ling Luo cleaned up the dining table and returned to her own room.

Lying in bed, he closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his mind.

The Memory Palace, sixth floor.

The central light screen was flashing a blinding red light, and Ling Luo quickly walked over.

The interface of the light screen has changed. In addition to the four large characters "[Answer Question]", two lines of real-time data have appeared in the upper left corner.

[Positive Mood Value: 2147]

[Negative Emotion Value: 114983]

The data is constantly changing; negative values ​​are rising rapidly like a floodgate being opened, while positive values ​​are like a broken faucet, lazily producing a single number only after a long time.

Ling Luo frowned.

It seems that emotions like happiness and positivity bring positive values ​​to listeners, while emotions like disappointment, frustration, and sadness turn into negative values.

The sentiment score increased by nearly 120,000 in one night, which is good news.

However, this is just the release of a new song, plus the added popularity brought by the show and Zhuo Tongyu. Once this wave passes, the growth rate will inevitably plummet.

After thinking it over, Ling Luo sighed softly.

If he understood correctly, a portion of these emotional points would be used to pay for the song copyrights that were being borrowed, 60% of the remainder would be donated, and only the last remaining amount could be used to upgrade the light screen.

"Light Screen, how many emotional points are needed to purchase 'Long Time No See'?"

The light screen has answered this time.

[Requires 300,000 emotion points.]

Ling Luo choked up.

Great, I thought 120,000 was a huge sum of money just now, but now I realize... I'm still a penniless person in debt.

Upgrading to level two is anyone's guess when that will take.

It seems I must enter the entertainment industry as soon as possible, release more songs, and collaborate with more artists.

Just then, the light screen lit up again, and a new line of text appeared.

[Note: Medications for treating intermittent tremors have been added to the random refresh list. The higher your emotional value, the greater the chance of being refreshed. Keep up the good work, host!]

Ling Luo: "..."

He stared blankly at the words, wanting to ask if the light screen had been beaten up.

This was to prevent him from giving up and becoming lazy, so they simply hung a carrot right in front of him.

But with that beam of light shining so brightly, how could he possibly give up?

Ignoring the flashing answer buttons on the screen, Ling Luo's consciousness picked up the guitar in the corner. There were eight lessons left out of the ten crash courses; he wondered if completing them would allow his guitar skills to reach an A level.

The next day, Ling Luo, who had practiced guitar all night in the memory palace, opened her eyes on time, showing no signs of fatigue.

He took out the prepared sheet music for the new song from the drawer, casually placed it on the coffee table in the living room, and then tied on an apron and went into the kitchen.

  

"juvenile".

This song, written, composed, and sung by Qian Shi Meng Ran, features straightforward lyrics that are brimming with vibrant power. During that particular period, this song inspired countless people.

Using this song in the second performance elevates the song's meaning significantly, not to mention that the song isn't particularly difficult; given Gu Yang's current skill level, he can definitely handle it.

After selecting this song, he only had three songs left in his selection pool.

"A Little Happiness"? Let Gu Yang, who seems to have never been in a relationship, sing it... Ling Luo could already imagine how horrific the car crash scene would be.

The songs "Your Answer" and "Medal" are too grand in their themes and scope. Putting them on today's talent show stage would be a waste, as they would not be able to realize their full potential.

The value of a good song is never one-dimensional.

Like a multifaceted diamond, it refracts different lights from different perspectives, and eventually, with the passage of time, it becomes a "spiritual anchor" that transcends individuals, groups, and even eras.

Now that I've decided to re-enter this industry, I must live up to these songs and my responsibilities as a Party member.

The aroma of breakfast gradually filled the kitchen.

...........

"Holy crap..."

Inside the villa, Gu Yang's exclamation broke the silence.

He swiftly moved closer to Ling Luo, placing his hands on her shoulders and gently massaging them, his voice filled with barely suppressed curiosity: "Ling Luo, tell me honestly, how many more pieces of music at this level are you hiding?"

Ling Luo lazily sank into the sofa, comfortably enjoying Gu Yang's attentive service, while one hand rapidly typed on the laptop keyboard, the screen filled with dense numbers and symbols.

"Hmm... to the left, yes, right there, a little more pressure." Ling Luo hummed comfortably, without even lifting her eyelids. "You want to know about the stock? That depends on what standard you want, as much as you want."

For him, it was just a matter of solving a few more physics problems. Given the difficulty level, he could get hundreds a day, and if he didn't write out the solutions, getting thousands wouldn't be a problem.

"You're just bragging. You never tell the truth." Gu Yang, of course, didn't know any of this. He just thought Ling Luo was teasing him again. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and, without restraining his strength, punched Ling Luo on the shoulder.

"hiss!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Yang sheepishly withdrew his hand, sat back in his seat, and changed the subject: "Seriously, with such great musical talent, why didn't you go to extracurricular classes with me back then? What a waste."

Ling Luo's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, paused almost imperceptibly for a moment.

He turned his head, a slight smile on his face, but his eyes were serious: "Because there are things I like even more. When it comes to something you truly love, all other talents and advantages are just icing on the cake."

Gu Yang was taken aback upon hearing this.

He suddenly remembered that Ling Luo could easily pull out all the cards in music, but in the past, whether in exams or competitions, he had never lost a single point in math, physics, or chemistry, and was always the top student by a wide margin.

That's what makes him truly terrifying.

Seeing his dazed expression, Ling Luo reached out and ruffled his hair, as if soothing a large dog: "Alright, stop thinking about it. I've arranged a time with Manager Li to go to your company to sign the contract. Are you going?"

Gu Yang's eyes lit up instantly, and his earlier hesitation vanished: "Go! Of course I'll go!"

"Then go change your clothes."

"OK!"

Yang, like a wind-up rabbit, ran back to his room with a "thump-thump-thump".

He picked out clothes, put together a look, and even went to the restroom. By the time he finally appeared in the car, feeling refreshed, half an hour had passed.

Star Entertainment is located in the most bustling business district of Beijing.

The 30-story glass curtain wall building reflects the dazzling light under the sun, like an iceberg standing in a steel forest, exuding an aloof and unapproachable air.

Gu Yang parked the car and led Ling Luo through the main entrance in a very natural and unassuming manner. Anyway, he was practically invisible now, so he wasn't afraid of paparazzi taking pictures.

However, he was still too naive.