After taking a shower, Jiang Yichen dried his hair, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, then pushed open the bathroom door.

The corridor was empty, and Gu Ruanxing's bedroom door was tightly closed.

Jiang Yichen shuffled over in his slippers, bent his fingers and knocked twice on the door, his voice tinged with a smile.

"Miss Gu, are you still looking? You don't want to watch me get dressed anymore."

A dull thud came from inside the door as an unidentified object slammed against the door panel.

"Get out!"

Gu Ruanxing's furious curses pierced through the wooden door.

"You pervert! You exhibitionist!"

Jiang Yichen smiled, ignored the cat with its fur standing on end inside, turned around and went upstairs to his room.

..........

The next day, Jiang Yichen arrived at the recording studio and began recording the official version of "Wujiapo".

The phone screen on the table was flashing wildly.

The message notification sound kept ringing incessantly.

I picked it up and took a look.

Yuzu: "Jiang Yichen! You're famous now!"

Yuzu: "[Cat frantically waving its paws.gif]"

Yuzu: "Go check out Douhai! Your song has been completely ruined!"

Yuzu: "Sharing Link: [Shocking! An 80-year-old woman listened to this song and...]"

Yuzu: "Sharing link: [The hottest costume change on the internet, you'll regret it if you don't see it!]"

Jiang Yichen wasn't surprised that his song became popular on a short video platform like Douhai.

After all, these songs were the go-to background music for countless ancient-style costume videos in their previous lives.

Jiang Yichen casually clicked on the first link, and the app automatically redirected.

On the screen is a muscular man with a full beard and chest muscles that look like they're about to burst out of his T-shirt.

The background music is the climax of the opera "The Red-Haired Girl": "The audience walks by, the old faces are nowhere to be seen—"

The moment of perfect timing.

With a flourish, the muscular man's rugged T-shirt disappeared, replaced by a tight-fitting costume.

The key point is that he also had his pinky finger raised in a delicate, effeminate manner, and his expression was shy.

Those thick arms paired with those delicate, orchid-like fingers...

Jiang Yichen almost spat the water he had just drunk onto the mixing console.

What the hell is this?

Is this a proper ancient-style costume transformation?

Jiang Yichen quickly scrolled down to the next video.

The prelude of "Puppet Show" begins with the sound of bells.

"They've misunderstood and gone astray, but I'm completely at your mercy—"

"What in this world could be more perfect?"

A cute girl in a JK uniform is dancing in front of the camera.

"With delicate fingers, she touches the fleeting world—"

The opera singing began.

The cute girl instantly changed her clothes and became a marionette bound by red threads.

The art style is both bizarre and poignant.

Likes: 1.8 million.

Well, this is finally normal.

Keep scrolling down.

And then something even more outrageous happened.

A husky was forced to wear a bright red costume.

When the background music played "People Walk By," the owner forcibly lifted the husky's paw and made it into a delicate, orchid-finger gesture.

The husky rolled its eyes, looking utterly dejected.

The comments section was full of "hahahaha".

"This dog is clearly being forced to work!"

"If Jiang Shen saw this video, he'd probably buy a standing-room-only ticket and flee Earth overnight!"

Jiang Yichen touched his nose, thinking to himself: They're already checking ticket prices.

The popularity of these two songs is spreading like wildfire across the entire internet.

WeChat popped up again.

Yuzu: "Did you see that? Did you see that?!"

Yuzu: "[Proud Cat.jpg]"

Yuzu: "I just checked, your song is about to top the new song chart!"

Jiang Yichen typed a reply with one hand.

Jiang Yichen: "I saw it. It was indeed a bit...unexpected."

Yuzu: "It's not unexpected at all! Your song is just so incredibly good!"

Yuzu: "Are you still filming 'Wujiapo' today?"

Jiang Yichen: "Yeah, we're recording now. We should be done by this evening."

Yuzu: "Then you can record well! I won't bother you anymore!"

Jiang Yichen did not reply and put the locked phone back in its original place.

He stood up and walked back into the recording studio.

"Let's continue." He gestured to the sound engineer.

For the next few hours, Jiang Yichen was completely immersed in recording "Wujiapo".

Six o'clock in the evening.

"Only then did I, Xue Pingnan, realize that I had rushed home day and night—"

"Just for husband and wife, for two people to be reunited—"

The final note brought the song to a perfect close.

Jiang Yichen took off his headphones, packed his things, and slung his backpack over his shoulder.

He took out his phone, opened WeChat, and found the two folk music teachers in his contact list.

Jiang Yichen: "Teacher Wang, Teacher Li, are you free tomorrow morning? Let's meet up and finalize the arrangement framework for the new song for the finals."

The two teachers replied very quickly.

"No problem, Brother Jiang! See you at the usual place tomorrow morning at 10 AM!"

"Received. I've been itching to get started."

Jiang Yichen replied with an "OK" emoji.

He has already chosen the songs for the finals.

If you're going to compete for the championship, then you should bring out a truly impressive masterpiece that can command respect.

He walked out of the Star Entertainment building.

It was already dark outside.

As the streetlights come on one after another, Shanghai's nightlife is just beginning.

In order to catch a ride-hailing car, Jiang Yichen once again walked into that secluded old alley.

The alley was very quiet.

Only a few dim streetlights were on, casting a very weak light.

Several trash cans were piled up in the corner, emitting a faint musty smell.

Jiang Yichen walked slowly with one hand in his pocket.

We had just reached the middle of the alley.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His keen intuition told him that something was wrong.

At the corner ahead, in the shadows where the streetlights don't reach.

Three people slowly walked out.

These three people weren't wearing any funny black bodysuits.

He didn't wear those pretentious black sunglasses in the middle of the night either.

They were wearing ordinary jackets and baseball caps with the brims pulled low, obscuring their faces.

Jiang Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

At the entrance of the alley, three more people appeared at some point.

Both the front and back roads were blocked.

Jiang Yichen couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Is this alleyway bad in terms of feng shui?

Why do I always get stuck in traffic here?

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