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

"Brother Li, what brings you here?"

Brother Li, sporting two enormous dark circles under his eyes, entered the room with a long sigh, his face looking as bitter as if he had just drunk three pounds of bitter herbs.

He rushed over, taking three steps at a time, his voice low but filled with anger, "You made such a big fuss yesterday, I stood in the upper management's office all day listening to your lecture! My legs are practically killing me!"

"Hehe, my fault, my fault." Gu Yang apologized verbally, but there was no remorse on his face. Instead, he patted Brother Li on the shoulder and said, "It's their fault for being dishonest and stabbing Ling Luo in the back."

He knew exactly what was going on.

When the company made that move, Brother Li didn't stop it because he wanted to test how close Brother Li's relationship with Ling Luo really was.

Since he's already got his own agenda, don't blame him for making a big fuss and dragging everyone else down with him.

He used to be too lazy to bother with such things, but now, anyone who dares to play tricks on Ling Luo in front of him should not blame him for flipping the table.

Gu Yang smiled even wider: "Brother Li, have you eaten yet? Are you free to get together this afternoon?"

"Alright, I guess I'll pass." Brother Li waved his hand repeatedly, then moved closer to him, his voice even lower, "You're probably going to be incredibly busy this afternoon. By the way, you've already chosen your assistant and bodyguards. When are you free to meet them? They're nice guys, both professionals."

"That's fine now. Just have them come right here. I've been here all morning."

"Okay, I'll go arrange it right away." Brother Li replied, turned around and went out, his steps becoming much lighter.

Feng Yuxi watched in amazement, "Gu Yang, they really didn't do anything to you?"

"What do you mean, nothing happened?" Gu Yang slumped onto the sofa in the middle of the practice room, crossed his legs, and said, "Just watch. Starting these next two days, I'm afraid I'll be working non-stop. All sorts of endorsements and shows, good or bad, they'll arrange for me to squeeze every last drop of my economic value."

Feng Yuxi was startled: "What do we do then? There's not even time to rest?"

  

Gu Yang nodded: "So you'll have to practice singing on your own from now on. I don't have time to come over every day. Ling Luo is busy too, and I don't know when she'll be back."

"Understood, I will do my best." Feng Yuxi clenched her fist.

"Did Lingluo tell you whether you wanted to release the song through Xingchen's channels or some other channel?"

"No, is there any particular reason for this?"

"If you use Xingchen's channels, you can use Xingchen Entertainment for recording, contacting, and promotion, but Lingluo will have to take 35% of the revenue share." Gu Yang stroked his smooth chin. "If you use other channels, you can only record your songs in external recording studios and release them on music websites yourself, and there will be no one to do professional promotion."

"Um... I don't really know about this, should I ask?"

"Never mind, I'll go ask Ling Luo what she thinks."

As Gu Yang spoke, he took out his phone and sent a message to Ling Luo.

Ling Luo replied, "Just use the stars."

Then there was silence.

"Ling Luo said to use Xingchen's. You can practice in the practice room by yourself for the next few days. Ling Luo will come to find you when he's done with his work."

Feng Yuxi obediently nodded: "Oh, okay."

"OK, let's begin then," Gu Yang sat up. "Let me see the song Ling Luo prepared for you."

Feng Yuxi quickly handed over the sheet music and then opened the accompaniment on the computer.

"White Hair?" Gu Yang looked at the song title, then flipped through the sheet music, raising an eyebrow. "Wow, that's quite emotionally demanding. Is Ling Luo trying to get you to use this song to climb the newcomer charts?"

"I don't know. Weren't you there at the barbecue that day? Teacher Ling didn't say anything."

"I suspect so." Gu Yang looked him over, then suddenly asked, "By the way, have you... ever been in a relationship?"

Feng Yuxi's face flushed instantly, and he stammered for a long time, "Uh... I'm sorry for being so forward."

Gu Yang patted his shoulder knowingly: "Then this song is a bit difficult for you."

"Hmm..." Feng Yuxi said somewhat dejectedly, "Guyang, shall we check the pitch first?"

"OK." Gu Yang turned off the computer accompaniment, sat down at the piano decisively, and tried a few notes on the keys with his slender fingers.

The prelude flows out slowly, and after two bars, the music suddenly becomes rapid.

Feng Yuxi took a deep breath and spoke:

Unable to see through the causes and effects of the mortal world

Sitting alone in the pouring night rain

A broken string, no one to play it with.

A cup of wine, floating and sinking, disappearing.

... "

After the chorus finished singing, the piano music stopped abruptly.

The practice room was completely silent.

Feng Yuxi sighed, deflated, "No, I can't get into the relationship."

The sound was accurate, and the technique was correct, but there was no emotion in it; it was like a glass of plain water, bland and tasteless.

Gu Yang rested his chin on one hand, his fingertips silently tapping the piano keys.

This song tells a lonely and tragic love story, which is indeed a huge challenge for Feng Yuxi, who is a blank slate.

"Try again," Gu Yang suggested. "Just imagine, make up a story in your mind about a love that's so tragic it's almost unbearable, the more tragic the better, and put yourself in that story."

"good!"

The music started again, fell, and started again...

They tried again and again until noon, when both of them started to feel hungry, but they still couldn't find the right feeling for the verse.

……

Meanwhile, in Professor Chen's office, Ling Luo finally had a rare moment of peace after replying to Gu Yang.

He opened his phone; the news of the past two days had been turned upside down by Gu Yang and Xingchen Entertainment.

Looking at headlines like "Gu Yangyong's former employer, Xingchen Entertainment," Ling Luo pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly.

He had been making concessions to Xingchen in order to create a more relaxed environment for Guyang, but this silly boy flipped the table without saying a word.

"This idiot, doesn't he realize that while Xingchen might not dare to do anything to me now, he might secretly make things difficult for you?"

He shook his head helplessly. Oh well, this was Gu Yang's way of protecting him. He would handle the rest.

Ling Luo logged out of Weibo and dug out a number she hadn't contacted in a long time from the depths of her memory palace.

"Hey, Xing Bo."

A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Did I hear that right? It really is Ling Luo?"

"Otherwise, who else would impersonate me?" Ling Luo chuckled. "Do me a favor, and I'll treat you to dinner afterward."

"It's a deal!" Xing Bo immediately perked up. "Speak, what is it? I'll go through fire and water for you, I guarantee I'll get it done!"

The smile faded from Ling Luo's eyes, and her voice became calm: "Use official channels to collect all the information on Xingchen Entertainment, especially regarding finances and contracts. I need evidence that can get them arrested all at once."

"No problem, when do you need it?"

"No rush, proceed at your own pace. By the way, don't let Yan Ling interfere directly; evidence obtained through informal channels is useless in court."