âMu Chan? Summer of Green Forest, isnât it⦠Is this how itâs done nowadays? Holy shit, someone needs to manage them, or soon the Mandarin music sceneâs going to⦠Crumble!â
Under Xu Qingyanâs account repost, the comments differed from those of the two female fans. It was almost uniformly âDove Sect Returns for Domination,â âXu Ge is frickinâ awesome!â
âSpeak of the devil and he shall appear. Although Xu Ge hasnât released a new song, Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou just dropped new albums. Xu Qingyan mustâve been deeply involved, so if we round it up, it counts as him releasing one too.â
âWhen is Xu Ge releasing a new song?â
âJust wait. He seems to be messing with some TV series production lately, never doing anything proper.â
âIâm pissed, just came here from Sister Peiâs page. Holy shit, broâs truly shell-shocked, why does Xu Ge get everything? Come out and refute it, you jerk!â
âHaving talent means you can do whatever you want, no cap, none of the songs Xu Ge has written are half-assed.â
âYeah, itâs literally what Iâm living for.â
âSigh, Zhouzhou has an album release tomorrow, you guys think we can catch Xu Ge there?â
As soon as this comment came out, the comment section instantly boiled over.
âDrop a location! Iâll send some local specialties from my hometown!â
âAdd one, Iâll stakeout!â
On the other hand, Xu Qingyan was oblivious to this.
He had spent the afternoon preparing gifts, buying two bouquets. He didnât bother checking the comments, and knowing the album name wouldnât have surprised him much.
For him, it wasnât a bad thing anyway. If he couldnât even claim a name, what was all his busywork for? Fondness is something you canât hide.
At night, he flew back to Xinghai.
He sneaked back without informing Pei Muchan, waiting until the next day.
Mu Chan Studio, first floor.
The office was bustling, clearing a space.
Pei Muchan sat among several screens, watching the busy staff, feeling somewhat nervous. Although Mu Chan Studio didnât do release parties, they started a live stream.
The live stream was meant to boost album sales. You canât open a shop without showing your face after all. Since the album release was a live stream anyway, broadcasting from the studio was no different.@@novelbin@@
Even though Pei Muchan was famously homebound, she still had to face the camera.
In the last ten minutes before the live stream, footsteps sounded at the door. Not just the office crowd, but even Pei Muchan looked around curiously.
âPresident Xu is back!â
Someone recognized the visitor, and the atmosphere on site started getting rowdy.
âIs that a bouquet? Did President Xu come back especially for this?â
A few words instantly made Pei Muchan, who was already nervous, feel like she was on pins and needles, and for the first time in her own studio, she wanted to hide. Why were there flowersâ¦
As much as she said this, Pei Muchan nonetheless accepted the flowers from Xu Qingyan, albeit grudgingly.
âHas the live stream not started yet?â he asked with a smiling face.
âWhen did you come back? Werenât you filming? Why didnât you tell me?â Pei Muchanâs cheeks reddened slightly, and she coughed softly to cover her nervousness,
He replied, âThe filming is being looked after by someone, and mainly, with your new album release, I had to come back.â
Pei Muchan nodded, feigning composure.
âIndeed, after all, it has your hard work in it.â
Hearing this, Xu Qingyan didnât speak, only smiled. He stared at her for a moment, making her face flush red all the way to her neck.
With studio staff present, she didnât dare meet Xu Qingyanâs eyes in front of everyone. She could only dodge hastily, taking a strategic sip of water.
Luckily, Xu Qingyan didnât keep staring at her but chatted with the staff under the camera.
The ten minutes passed quickly, and the morning live stream began.
Typically, live streaming at night would have been more effective. However, Mu Chan Studio doesnât usually have the habit of working late, owing to its laid-back boss.
In Pei Muchanâs words, editing the live streaming footage and posting it on the official account would suffice.
Ten seconds before the live stream started, Pei Muchan was sitting upright. Feeling it awkward to have nothing in her hands during the countdown, she held the bouquet to her chest.
Perhaps it was a sort of telepathy, Pei Muchan looked up guiltily, only to meet someoneâs gaze. She blushed again and had to cough softly.
The screen transitioned in, and Pei Muchan focused on the barrage of comments popping up, gradually settling down. She began greeting the fans in the live stream until she suddenly spotted a comment.
âSister Peiâs beauty is divinely chosen, even the flowers look prettier around her!â
Feeling as though her tail had been stepped on, her heart twitched.
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