Translator: _Min_
[9]: I’ll compose a song for you.
[S]: Deal, we’ll talk when I get there.
A small matter.
Si Fuqing put away her phone and leisurely kicked open the door.
In Dance Room 2, Ye Qingyu entered.
He knocked politely on the door, “Xie Yu.”
Xie Yu looked up, over, “What’s up?”
“I just heard Lu Yan saying that there might be a problem with your performance tonight,” Ye Qingyu said with a frown. “I don’t know what he’s up to, so I came to tell you.”
“Thanks,” Xie Yu squinted slightly, “Don’t worry about the performance, take care of yourself.”
“Are you sure it’s okay?” Ye Qingyu was still concerned. “I heard Lu Yan’s maternal family is quite powerful in Eastern State.”
“He has family connections and is determined to become a top star in the entertainment industry. You have to be careful.”
“A powerful family in Eastern State?” Xie Yu paused, his expression and tone sincere, “I haven’t heard of it.”
Except for the JI family.
But the JI family hadn’t been active for a long time.
“Yeah, we ordinary people can’t reach that level,” Ye Qingyu patted his shoulder, “Anyway, avoid them if you can. Forced promotion invites retribution. Capital can’t trump true talent. The final center position will definitely be yours. ”
“Thanks,” Xie Yu smiled.
As they were talking, a voice came from behind, “What are you talking about?”
Ye Qingyu jumped in surprise.
He turned around and hurriedly greeted, “Teacher Si!”
“I remember you—I‘ Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, “You’re from Teacher Mo’s class, right?”
The vocal mentor’s last name was MO, he was quiet and uncompetitive.
His students were moderate, neither too strong nor too weak.
But Ye Qingyu had improved quickly, moving from Class C to Class A, now ranking fifth in individual votes, a secure debut position.
“Yes, Teacher Si,” Ye Qingyu blushed at the brief eye contact, “I just came to talk to Xie Yu, I’ll leave now.”
Si Fuqing nodded, “Alright, good luck.”
“Thank you, Teacher Si!” Ye Qingyu’s face turned even redder, and he hurried away.
“Ha! I can tell, that Ye guy has thoughts on Teacher Si! Did you see his face turn red?” Xu Xiyun clenched his fist, “Teacher Si, let me use the light to punish him!”
Si Fuqing kicked him, “How about I use the iron fist of justice on you first?” Xu Xiyun shut up.
“Teacher Si,” Xie Yu nodded, “Ye Qingyu said it’s Lu Yan’s doing, maybe with his family’s involvement. Do you know any powerful families in Eastern State?” “Powerful families in Eastern State?” Si Fuqing recalled for a moment, “Nope.”
Except for that dog JI Xingzhi and his family. Were there others she hadn’t heard of?
Maybe her intelligence network was lagging?
“Anyway, we’ll deal with whatever comes our way,” Si Fuqing clapped her hands, “I said I’ll debut you all, and I will.”
Her eyes and expressions conveyed a clear, convincing aura, almost miraculously inspiring belief.
“Of course, I believe in Teacher Si!” Xu Xiyun approached, “But who’s this drummer Teacher Si is talking about?”
Si Fuqing had already laid down on the floor, resting her head on her arm, “His last name is Su. Focus on practice, no more gossiping. I need to rest.”
Xu Xiyun didn’t dare disturb her and went to the other side, scratching his head, “Su? A drummer…
He suddenly seemed to remember something, smacking his forehead, “It can’t be God Su, can it?”
Three years ago, Su Yang, a musical genius, emerged in the Great Xia Empire.
Despite seldom updates, his Weibo followers exceeded 40 million.
A true top star, built on his own without capital backing.
“This… this can’t be, right?” Shi Yu stuttered, “That’s God Su, how could he come to be our drummer? And he’s not just a drummer, he’s multi-talented.” Xie Yu pondered, “Maybe, but we’ll see.”
“It shouldn’t be, right Brother Xie?” Xu Xiyun lowered his voice, “If Teacher Si knew God Su, would she be in this position? Ah, there are many with the last name Su. I just thought of God Su first..”