Before Yuran could respond, the group that had been discussing earlier made some noise again.
"Ah, Sister Koi actually updated her blog."
A few girls huddled together, chattering non-stop, all about the backup singing for Bloodstained Battlefield Asura Sword.
An Ran was at a loss for words and could only blink at Yuran, "Imagine if one day you fell from grace, how painful would that be!"
An Ran, "But then again, besides me, who else knows that Bloodstained Battlefield Asura Sword and M.YU are the same person?"
Bo Yan’s face flashed through An Ran’s mind, and she slumped onto the table, shaking her head, "Maybe, a few others, I guess!"
An Ran sat up in shock, "You’re kidding! You don’t even know how many people know? What if someone exposes you, where would you put your old face?"
"That probably won’t happen!"
Was Bo Yan the type to meddle in other’s affairs? Definitely not!
An Ran saw her lack of concern and sighed heavily, "I don’t know what to say to you, being so carefree , you’re going to suffer, girl. Speaking of which, how are you planning to handle that bet you made? I’ve heard that the guy is nothing but a thug in the industry, and they have too much control over digital album sales. Aren’t you worried..." that you’ll have to sleep with someone!
Though she would never let Yuran sleep with anyone, she was still worried.
Yuran propped her head up and looked sideways at the overly concerned An Ran, and chuckled, "Don’t worry, what’s the situation with Lin Chen now? How could I lose?"
An Ran: "... The two times you guessed right randomly, you really think you’re Koi now?"
Yuran, "No, it’s just that, talking now, we can’t guarantee that the process and outcome will go as you imagine. Thinking too much is useless. It’s better to focus on presenting our works first."
Compared to Imperial University, Diwai had a really different style, and An Ran felt powerless, Arabic was like astronomy to her, what she muttered and what was written on the blackboard, she couldn’t understand at all.
Struggling to the end of the class, having survived the day, by the afternoon when school was over, she felt she could ascend to heaven.
After class, it seemed that the two finally had time to sit down and talk properly. An Ran was worried she hadn’t considered a way out for herself, but after hearing Yuran’s thoughts, An Ran felt all her worries were unnecessary.
"So, Bai Leyao’s new song is being released tomorrow?"
Yuran nodded, "I had discussed it with Bai Leyao before, not to release the album first but to try a digital album first. If it does well, we’ll strike while the iron is hot with a new marketing strategy, which might be more successful.
Don’t forget that I joined her in shooting the MV. This time is a good opportunity to show my face. I initially didn’t plan to reveal my face, but now, to win this game, I need some exposure.
Bai Leyao’s popularity among the new generation of singers is not bad. Using her debut isn’t a bad idea."
An Ran felt like she caught on to something important, eyes shining, "You want to debut?"
"If the timing is right, just go with the flow, it’s not a novel decision, though it wasn’t in my plan this early, but the situation is pressing, and doesn’t allow me much room to think."
She had thought through every step she took.
Zhou Cheng was dead set on destroying her. Fine, no problem. If they thought Yuran was an easy target, they were gravely mistaken.