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

In the evening, Gu Yang slept until he naturally woke up, feeling completely refreshed.

He had thought his house was going to be demolished, but to his surprise, no fight broke out, which finally put his mind at ease.

He yawned as he walked downstairs, intending to find something to drink in the refrigerator, but as soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In the kitchen, a familiar yet terrifying figure was busy at work, even humming a little tune.

Gu Yang was instantly jolted awake, a chill running down his spine.

He stiffly turned his head to look at the restaurant.

At the dining table, Dad Gu Yan sat upright, seemingly looking at a tablet, but the screen had long since gone black, and his fingers were still unconsciously swiping on it.

The eldest sister, Gu Yue, held a glass of water expressionlessly, staring blankly ahead, as if her soul had left her body.

Finish the calf!

Who let Mom into the kitchen?! This is a biological weapon-level no-go zone!

Alarm bells rang in Gu Yang's mind, and he immediately recalled the plate of undercooked green beans from years ago, as well as the painful experience of his whole family "team building" in the hospital ward.

He made a quick decision, slipped away, and prepared to make a run for it.

"stop."

Gu Yang stiffened, turned around rigidly, and forced a stiff smile at his mother, whose eyes were blazing with anger.

"Mom, um, cough cough, I suddenly remembered that some classmates are waiting for me at school to practice singing together, I'll go first..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

A gentle, sweet voice came from the late mother's lips.

He brandished the shovel in his hand: "So, are we still going now? Hmm?"

"Ah, I suddenly remembered, we made an appointment for tomorrow, tomorrow." Gu Yang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Um, right, I... I haven't brushed my teeth properly yet, they smell a bit. I'll go upstairs and clean them up."

"Go on, hurry up and get it done, then come down for dinner." The old mother's smile grew even more amiable.

"Okay!"

As if granted a pardon, Yang turned around and rushed upstairs at a speed that was almost faster than a 100-meter sprint.

He dawdled upstairs, brushing his teeth three times and washing his face twice; he practically counted all the tiles in the bathroom.

A dozen minutes later, the mother was about to lose her temper and started the countdown after three countdowns.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go downstairs.

As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, a strong, overpowering fragrance wafted into his nose.

On the dining table, four dishes and a soup had been laid out before us. The sweet and sour pork was glistening with oil, the steamed sea bass was tender and juicy, and the Mapo tofu was bright red and tempting... Each dish looked like it had been taken straight from a food magazine.

The presentation and the aroma don't look like something my mom would make.

Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat. Had his mother's cooking skills improved? Wouldn't that make things even more dangerous?

He carefully moved to the dining table and tentatively asked, "Mom, this... did you really make this?"

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His mother rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "I set the table. What, you have a problem with that? Go hungry if you don't want to eat."

If it weren't for the fact that she was so frightened by her hospital visit last time, she would definitely have shown these little brats what a Manchu Han Imperial Feast is all about today.

"Hehe, I knew it!" Gu Yang instantly breathed a sigh of relief, his whole demeanor reviving. He immediately sat down obsequiously, "My mom's artistic taste is just amazing! This plating is so beautiful, even a Michelin three-star chef would want to apprentice under her!"

Upon hearing this, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief, and the stagnant air in the restaurant finally began to circulate.

"You're such a chatterbox." His mother was amused by him. "You didn't even tell me you were coming back today, and you didn't even have the kitchen prepare your favorite dishes."

"Next time, next time I'll definitely report it three days in advance!"

"That's more like it, hurry up and eat."

After dinner, Gu Yang slept soundly at his old home that night. The next morning, he asked the family driver to take him to school.

In the car, he opened his phone, looked at his new account which had already surpassed six million followers, and dialed Feng Yuxi's number with satisfaction.

"Brother Feng, get out of class is over?...Yeah, I'm on my way to school. Wait for me at the east gate...Okay, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yang began to deal with the long list of missed calls and text messages.

These tasks, which should have been the manager's and assistant's, have now all fallen on his shoulders. Brother Li is with Xingchen, so it's inconvenient for him to interfere; as for Ling Luo, he's all alone.

Gu Yang: "Ling Luo, I've arranged to meet with three other entertainment companies for detailed discussions. Do you have any requests?"

Ling Luo: "No, it's up to you."

Gu Yang: "Okay, you go ahead and get busy."

After hanging up the phone, half an hour later, at the east gate of the school.

As soon as Yang got off the bus, he saw Feng Yuxi peeking around.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for only a day, Feng Yuxi was so excited she almost lunged at him: "Guyang! You've finally come!"

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere so you can get acquainted with the place." Gu Yang put his arm around his shoulder, full of confidence.

"Where to?"

Star Entertainment.

Feng Yuxi's face turned pale instantly, and his voice trembled: "Damn it! Brother, you just humiliated their company yesterday, and today you're going to their headquarters? Are you going to familiarize yourself with the place or to apologize? You'll get kicked out!"

Gu Yang chuckled, revealing a set of white teeth, his eyes gleaming with calculation.

"Before yesterday, I did need to lay low for a while. But now," he paused, lowering his voice, "Ling Luo was just praised by official media and CCTV. Do you think Xingchen Entertainment would dare to break ties with him at this critical juncture? Unless their boss wants to retire early."

"We're not going here today in my personal capacity, but on behalf of 'The Curtain Falls.' If they don't want to pay that penalty, they'll have to treat us like royalty."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuxi's eyes lit up: "Okay, let's go!"

When the office building with the huge "Star Entertainment" logo came into view, Feng Yuxi couldn't help but swallow hard.

This is one of the four major entertainment companies! A place that countless people in the industry would kill to get into.

He followed closely behind Gu Yang, watching Gu Yang walk proudly through the revolving glass door.

The anticipated tense standoff did not materialize.

When the receptionist saw Gu Yang, her professional smile froze for a moment, then she immediately lowered her head and started typing rapidly on the keyboard, as if she were dealing with something of paramount importance.

The employees passing by in the lobby all kept their eyes down and walked quickly, as if they would be caught by this menacing figure if they were a step too slow.

The entire first-floor lobby formed a vacuum zone with a radius of five meters centered on Gu Yang.

Clearly, the higher-ups had already given the order.

The two had no trouble getting there and took the elevator directly to the floor where the trainees were located.

Yang, familiar with the place, led Feng Yuxi through the corridor and straight to the innermost practice room.

Just as I reached the door, I heard Brother Li's voice coming from behind me.

"Oh my god, you've finally arrived!"