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

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ling Luo carried Gu Yang's backpack with one hand and put him into the nanny car with the other.

"I'm telling you, you two are practically tied together with a rope. No wonder everyone online says you two are a couple." Brother Li crossed his legs and was engrossed in scrolling through his tablet.

Ling Luo raised an eyebrow: "CP fans?"

Gu Yang also looked confused. These past few days, he had been doing nothing but practicing singing and sleeping, and his internet speed was basically stuck in the last century.

He took out his phone, opened Weibo, and a brightly colored term on the trending topics list almost blinded him.

"Holy crap!"

Gu Yang exclaimed in surprise, his phone nearly flying out of his hand. He turned his head sharply, his eyes scanning Ling Luo from head to toe like a searchlight.

Ling Luo was full of doubts, so she took his phone. On the screen were several highly-rated comments.

[The Luoyang couple is real! Who wouldn't casually open a friend's intimacy payment account? And there's no limit!]

[Upstairs sister, blind student, you've hit the nail on the head! And the very first song at the end was written for Gu Yang, I'll savor this sweet moment first!]

[Pshaw, the Luoyang couple might be real, but they're definitely not the mysterious person who entered Xingchen Entertainment last time.]

[Exactly! Luo Mu must be a gentle young lady! Just listen to the lyrics of "Long Time No See," so delicate and tender—it's definitely written by a girl!]

Ling Luo: "..."

When did his gender change?

Gu Yang suppressed a laugh, then recklessly leaned closer and bumped Ling Luo with his shoulder: "So, should I call her Sister Luo? Or should I call her Sister Ling?"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a cold gaze pierce him.

  

Gu Yang shrank back, immediately raised his hands in surrender, and quickly shifted the blame: "Cough, it wasn't me, it was Brother Li! Brother Li called first!"

Ling Luo ignored him, tossed the phone back into Gu Yang's arms, and only reached out to protect him in case he hit his head when the car bumped.

"Sit still."

"Oh, if this were a variety show, it could seamlessly incorporate a car-related 'GG' (a derogatory term for cars) phrase."

"Still poor."

However, this incident did serve as a reminder to him.

No matter how tightly he tries to conceal his identity, he can't escape the ever-present cameras. It's only a matter of time before he comes into the public eye.

Now that the leader has given a clear answer, there's no need to hide anything anymore.

It's time to find an opportunity to show ourselves openly and honestly.

Backstage at the "Sing, Youth" studio, Gu Yang led Ling Luo to the dressing room with practiced ease.

"Guyang." Feng Yuxi walked towards us, her face full of surprise.

"Senior, you're here so early today?"

"I can't be younger than you, my senior, can I?" Feng Yuxi said with a smile, her gaze falling on the person next to Gu Yang, who looked increasingly familiar.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "You...you're that classmate who played 'Fighting the Typhoon' at school?"

Yang was even more excited than the man himself: "Senior, how did you know?!"

"It's not just me who knows!" Feng Yuxi said with a "you didn't know?" look on her face. "The video has gone viral! Even the renowned guzheng master Fan Jiuge personally wrote about it, praising him to the skies!"

Ling Luo extended her hand: "Hello."

Feng Yuxi grabbed it and excitedly shook it up and down, looking just like a little fan meeting their idol.

Yang watched from the sidelines, feeling honored.

After the two finished exchanging pleasantries, Gu Yang took out his phone, quickly added the friend, and whispered furtively, "Senior, remember to share any new news about my brother Luo with me as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry, I've got your back!"

Ling Luo couldn't bear to watch the two heads huddled together whispering like two mice stealing rice, so she reached out and grabbed Gu Yang by the back of his collar.

"Let's go, time to put on makeup."

The makeup artist had been waiting for a long time; she was the top-notch makeup artist that Gu Yang had hired from his sister at a high price.

Ling Luo found a corner to sit down, casually opened a book, and waited patiently.

Before the live stream started, people were coming and going backstage. A man with heavy smoky makeup walked in, exuding a strange and unsettling aura.

"Hey, isn't this the number one?"

His gaze swept over the makeup artist and a pile of high-end cosmetics: "Tsk tsk, it's really different. We all have to use the show's makeup artists. Unlike some people, who have someone backing them up, it's so comfortable."

Ling Luo didn't stop flipping through the book, but her eyes glanced at the number tag on the other person's chest—Xu Yuxuan.

It seems he came in second place in the competition.

Gu Yang didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and just flicked his bangs in front of the mirror.

"That's still nothing compared to Young Master Xu," Gu Yang said casually. "He made so many mistakes on stage, yet still managed to get such a high score. I wonder how much padding he used. How come it didn't wash away your backstage talent?"

Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat.

It seems these two have had a grudge for a long time, and Gu Yang has even suffered a loss in the process.

He calmly took out his phone, his fingertips swiping rapidly across the screen, and Xu Yuxuan's information immediately popped up.

Artists under LeRan Entertainment.

She participated in the music talent show "Zhengtu" and won the championship.

Ling Luo remembered that Gu Yang had also participated in that program, but unilaterally announced his withdrawal from the competition halfway through, which caused quite a stir at the time and resulted in him having to pay a penalty for breach of contract.

So that's where the problem lies.

Over there, Xu Yuxuan, his sore spot touched, blushed and said, "Stop spouting nonsense! I don't believe Xingchen Entertainment didn't pave the way for you!"

Gu Yang laughed: "I don't play those underhanded tricks like those used by Le Ran."

"Who are you calling a scoundrel!" Xu Yuxuan said, about to step forward, but was held back tightly by the people around him.

There were surveillance cameras everywhere backstage, so he didn't dare to actually do anything, but as a spectator, he naturally had to put on a show.

Gu Yang acted as if he hadn't seen him at all: "Who should be talking about whom?"

"You...you just wait! Today we'll see who's the real deal on stage, and I'll crush you under my feet!"

"Sure," Gu Yang readily agreed. "If my score is higher than yours, you post on Weibo saying 'I'm a backdoor thief,' dare you?"

"Fine, let's compete! If my score is higher than yours, you'll still get the same reward! And you'll have to add a line like, 'I, Gu Yang, will never beat Xu Yuxuan in my lifetime!'"

"no problem."

Ling Luo watched the two little chicks pecking at each other, probably no more than ten years old combined, and pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache.

With LeRan Entertainment behind him, Xu Yuxuan can easily make up an excuse to avoid any trouble if he loses this bet.

As for Gu Yang, Xingchen Entertainment wouldn't risk a falling out with Le Ran over such a trivial matter.

Having been in this industry for so long, Yang couldn't possibly be unaware of this principle.

He probably didn't really want to humiliate Xu Yuxuan by doing this.

The game "Zhengtu" from a few years ago seems to be much more exciting than what is described in the materials.

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, Xu Yuxuan was dragged away by the people around him. Before leaving, he gritted his teeth, seemingly annoyed that he hadn't been able to perform at his best during the argument.