He Really Put On a Show

A major taboo for transmigrators and reincarnators: don't act too differently from your past self at the very beginning.

In the eyes of Old Zhou, someone who knew Bai Youlou so well, everything happening before him seemed utterly unscientific.

It was impossible to explain with science.

Even if you, Bai Youlou, were a genius who learned things incredibly fast, even able to achieve mastery without a teacher, the prerequisite was

that you actually had to learn it, damn it?!

Old Zhou had been Bai Youlou's agent since his debut, so much so that he understood him better than his previous ambiguous romantic interests.

And during that time, he had never seen this kid play any musical instruments.

When they had asked him during promotions before, he himself had said he couldn't play.

Now, he had suddenly become a master musician, and Old Zhou truly found it hard to accept.

Bai Youlou: I don't care if you can accept it or not.

This isn't some fantasy or cultivation background where I'd be afraid of anything.

Similarly, there's no risk of being beheaded by the Emperor for accidentally copying a poem in a feudal dynasty.

Modern society is great. No matter how he played the role of a literary plagiarist, people would at most suspect him of plagiarism or impersonation.

Even if someone "revealed" the truth, saying he was a transmigrator or something, it would at most attract a crowd of curious onlookers.

They wouldn't even believe it if someone shouted it through a loudspeaker on the street.

So what was there to worry about?

He despised those guys who plagiarized but acted all timid.

Anyway, Bai Youlou had no psychological burden whatsoever. He just exploded with creativity. He wouldn't explain how he wrote it, he wouldn't say how he learned it, so what could they do, bite him?

Don't understand? Then go ask the Magic Conch.

With this kind of rogue mentality, one could truly claim to possess the entertainment resources of a world.

Different people have different perspectives and see different things.

Long Ziqiang felt shocked and questioned his life.

Old Zhou felt it was outrageous and unscientific.

As for the other person outside the door, her watery eyes seemed to reflect a soul eager to break free.

In her eyes, Bai Youlou wasn't just singing and playing the piano; it felt more like an emotional release.

Under that urgency, a scorching heat seemed to emerge from nowhere.

So hot it glowed.

She had been standing at the door for quite some time, and clearly, no one had noticed her yet.

And she was happy to continue watching this unique "performance" quietly.

However, one person couldn't hold back any longer.

It was the big star, student An Luning, hiding at the other end of the corridor.

Seeing that her "scout" hadn't returned and was even staring blankly, she couldn't help but call out, "Sister Zhang!"

"Coming!" Zhang Xiaorong instinctively responded to the sound. As a result, the commotion alerted the three people inside the classroom.

The music stopped abruptly.

A beauty!

Although the girl at the door was dressed very simply, a plain white shirt with jeans, her hair casually tied up, no extra decorations on her face or body, and no makeup, her tall figure and upright, elegant posture made her appear exceptionally unique.

She exuded a serene aura, like a solitary orchid in a quiet valley.

Hmm... how to describe it?

No wonder Ma Xiaotiao likes Xia Lingguo!

Facing the three pairs of eyes, Zhang Xiaorong didn't run away and didn't seem too flustered. Instead, she nodded with a faint smile, took another look at Bai Youlou, and then turned to leave.

"She's so beautiful!" Long Ziqiang exclaimed impatiently, "She could be considered a campus belle at the film academy!"

Old Zhou was more pragmatic, not forgetting his "old profession." He rubbed his chin in confusion, "This shouldn't be. I don't recognize her."

Long Ziqiang felt a bit unconvinced, thinking Old Zhou was being pretentious, "You know every pretty girl?"

Old Zhou scoffed, "You know nothing. A beautiful girl with such distinctive features, and from the film academy, I should know her! And she'll definitely become famous. Do you think the talent scouts in the industry are just eating and drinking?"

"It means she's low-key!" Long Ziqiang was clearly hit on a sensitive spot, a slight blush on his face, "I like that type!"

It was evident that despite Bai Youlou's astonishing performance, the fact that this girl could attract the attention of the other two, making them temporarily forget about Bai Youlou, meant she was exceptionally beautiful.

But in the next second, a hand was placed on Long Ziqiang's shoulder. "I'm the director, I'll make the first move."

Hearing this, Long Ziqiang suddenly felt a sense of shared vision, feeling honored.

Even his tone when speaking to Bai Youlou had changed slightly.

He was three parts less subservient and seemed to have gained a few parts of genuine respect.

"Director, you like this kind of thing too? Our tastes are pretty similar."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm not as shallow as you."

"Huh?"

"I like anything beautiful!"

Long Ziqiang: Ah. Great. Mahayana Buddhism?

After teasing the older young man, Bai Youlou walked over and peeked outside, only to find that the girl from before had vanished.

Huh?

Excluding the absurd possibility that the girl bolted as soon as she was out of their sight.

Bai Youlou reasonably deduced that she must have entered one of the classrooms on this floor.

But he didn't have an opportunity to approach her for now.

It wasn't because Bai Youlou was so considerate, knowing his bad reputation and not wanting to cause trouble for the girl.

It was purely because Old Zhou and Long Ziqiang had already shaken off the influence of the beautiful woman and were staring intently at him.

After showing off in front of people, it had to be met with the audience's shock to be truly complete.

Otherwise, it wouldn't count as putting on a good show.

However, Old Zhou was currently in deep suspicion and confusion, while Long Ziqiang was more straightforward; he thought Bai Youlou was amazing.

"Director, were those songs you just sang all written by you? I haven't heard any of them before!"

Seeing his sincere expression and Old Zhou's questioning gaze beside him, Bai Youlou yawned and decided to act even cooler about it.

"It's nothing worth mentioning. Hurry up and pack up, I'm a bit tired."

Oh, this~

It was clear that he had successfully pulled off this act.

These casual words delivered the greatest psychological impact to the two viewers.

What do you mean 'nothing worth mentioning'?

Long Ziqiang was scratching his head anxiously. As a bar singer, his feelings at this moment were truly hard to describe in words.

He had originally thought that Bai Youlou's three absurd identities combining into a director identity was already ridiculous enough.

But when the other party truly excelled in an area he was skilled and passionate about, it was truly eye-opening!

He felt like he had a lot he wanted to say, but he didn't know what to say or how to say it.

He couldn't just say directly: "Director, I think your songwriting is amazing. Do you have any songs suitable for me?"

As a "man of the world," Long Ziqiang didn't have the nerve to ask.

He was too embarrassed to ask.

He could only hold back, at least until their relationship reached a certain point before bringing it up.

However, he had made up his mind internally. No matter how Bai Youlou planned to shoot his movie, he would cooperate fully.

Whatever he was asked to do, he would do it!

Oh, right, he couldn't accept the 10,000 yuan filming fee!

At this moment, Old Zhou glanced at Long Ziqiang's barely concealed expression and suddenly understood what Bai Youlou had meant earlier.

"What a great way to give him a dream!"

But was this deal worth it?

Although Bai Youlou had only sung a small part of each song earlier, Old Zhou could still tell the quality.

Why wouldn't he use such good material to make a comeback, instead giving it to a bar singer?

It wasn't that Old Zhou looked down on Long Ziqiang.

With those songs, if the unproblematic Bai Youlou had performed them himself, the impact and effect would have been ten times greater than Long Ziqiang's, or even more.

That was the power of reputation.

Even the current Bai Youlou, despite being mired in scandal, was still more cost-effective than Long Ziqiang.

So the question was: Why not use it himself?!

Thump.

A small notebook fell out of Bai Youlou's pocket.

Long Ziqiang, being very obsequious, immediately picked it up for him. "Director, you dropped something."

Old Zhou's eyes were sharp.

The cover of the small notebook had a strange name.

Three Hundred Children's Songs.