Fell in Love with a Wild Horse

The name Bai Youlou held magic at this moment, on the stage of Tomorrow's Star Show!

It was just like Voldemort in Harry Potter. Not a single person present wanted to say that name aloud.

You could really call him the Dark Lord.

After all, Zhen Dongjun was sitting in the mentor's seat.

He was the biggest victim of the whole "getting a haircut" incident!

Zhen Dongjun was Harry Potter here. Everyone who saw him wanted to flip up his bangs and sneak a look at the scar on his forehead.

To put it bluntly, the height of this guy's fame since debut had been when the entire internet found out he had been cuckolded.

Mentioning Bai Youlou in front of him was practically rubbing salt into the victim's wounds, dancing right in his danger zone.

So after Long Ziqiang said that name, Yu Zhan regretted asking that stupid question.

On one hand, this was a bit like spoiling things in advance. On the other, Zhen Dongjun's face had already gone dark.

What if Bai Youlou really went onstage later and the guy simply refused to continue filming?!

Long Ziqiang genuinely had no idea that one of the mentors was the victim of the Bai Youlou incident. He was merely doing what he was supposed to do—promoting the movie.

After he left the stage and returned to the waiting area, he saw Bai Youlou give him a thumbs-up.

Nicely done!

Meanwhile, at the recording site.

The lead mentor, Yu Zhan, secretly studied Zhen Dongjun's expression. Once it seemed a little less dark, he signaled the host to hurry on to the next contestant.

At the same time, he silently mourned for Zhen Dongjun again. Brother, your mentality is definitely going to collapse today. The main culprit hasn't even appeared, and your face is already this dark. Once he stands in front of you, you'll absolutely split apart on the spot.

He didn't even dare imagine how low the air pressure would be then.

At the same time, Yu Zhan also admired the other mentor, Jiang Yuanchu. That girl was far too good at keeping her composure, as if she had no idea about the haircut incident at all. Even after hearing Bai Youlou's name, she showed no sign that anything was wrong.

Her serious critiques and encouraging smile were genuinely heartwarming.

Yet although that state made her seem exceptionally approachable, anyone who tried to get close would discover that she was actually far away.

A true master of emotional management.

In any case, as a senior who had been in the industry for nearly twenty years, Yu Zhan admitted that he couldn't do this. He really hadn't been able to hold it in just now, looking exactly like a water melon farmer's raccoon.

No wonder people online always said Jiang Yuanchu seemed a little fake~

People always firmly believed that so-called perfection didn't exist. Jiang Yuanchu, an idol who was almost flawless from every angle, seemed to be a mistake simply by existing.

Attacking an idol because she performed too perfectly sounded somewhat absurd, but it had genuinely happened, almost throughout Jiang Yuanchu's entire idol career.

Not long after Long Ziqiang, Bai Youlou also got ready to go onstage.

However, after Tong Fangming foolishly encouraged Bai Youlou, he noticed that quite a few people seemed to have gathered some distance behind them to watch the fun.

As for their eyes... it was hard to say.

Whether it was Bai Youlou or Long Ziqiang, they were both used to scenes like this.

Everywhere they went on those few programs, people watched them like rare animals.

They were mainly curious, with a faint hint of malice from those hoping to see him embarrass himself.

Tong Fangming asked bluntly, "Brother, why are all these people looking at you like that?"

Bai Youlou glanced back and smiled. "Maybe I look like one of their relatives~"

"Huh?"

By then, Bai Youlou had already picked up his guitar and was following the staff toward the stage.

Long Ziqiang laughed and translated his words. "Brother Lou means: I'm their dad!"

"Ahem." Tong Fangming nearly coughed himself into a seizure.

But from that moment onward, Bai Youlou became increasingly clear in his eyes. At last, he finally matched him with a familiar figure!

Tong Fangming: Holy crap, he's actually—

What a freeloader!

His reaction was still too slow. That bottle of Erguotou really had been "harmful to both himself and others."

And now that the alcohol had completely worn off, Tong Fangming had no time to marvel at how long he had chatted with this "legendary figure."

His head was filled with the title Bai Youlou had told him earlier.

"Miss Dong"!

Of all the surnames—Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang—why did it have to be Dong?!

It was over. This stage was going to be a disaster!

This guy had come here to cause trouble!

How could anyone sleep with another man's wife, then write a song about it and go perform it right in front of the victim?!

Most importantly, the guitar in Bai Youlou's hands was the one Tong Fangming had lent him.

There was no time to keep regretting or overthinking it. The guitar's notes had already begun to ring out, and Tong Fangming's mind was emptied as well.

"Miss Dong, you've never forgotten your smile

Even though, like me, you long for old age

Miss Dong, you look beautiful when the corners of your mouth turn down

Like the clear water beneath Anhe Bridge"

"."

That tone is criminal.

This was the evaluation Long Ziqiang had given from the bottom of his heart after hearing Bai Youlou sing so many times.

That was what he found so incredible. When he listened to the songs Bai Youlou had released back when he was still an idol, he had merely thought that Bai Youlou had a decent voice.

There had absolutely not been that current sensation of his skull going numb the moment Bai Youlou opened his mouth, even though the guy wasn't putting in much effort at all.

The simpler the accompaniment, the stronger that sensation became.

Like a boat gliding over water, always leaving ripples behind.

"So maybe none of that was true, Miss Dong

You aren't a girl with no story after all

I fell in love with a wild horse, but my home has no grassland

That leaves me feeling hopeless~ Miss Dong"

"Bang!"

A stainless-steel water cup fell to the ground, making an exceptionally loud sound.

There was no doubt about it—this was a recording accident.

Zhen Dongjun, seated in the mentor's section, clasped his hands and apologized to everyone present. Yet it seemed that the only person at the scene who hadn't been affected was Bai Youlou.

The hand plucking the guitar strings didn't tremble in the slightest.

The director made a prompt decision, signaling that the recording should continue and not be interrupted.

One song, one accident, and multiple reactions.

Like Bai Youlou onstage, Jiang Yuanchu was almost completely unaffected. From the very beginning, she had been staring fixedly at Bai Youlou. At some point, the smile had vanished from her face, and a faint conflict and puzzlement had appeared in her eyes.

This time, she didn't need to draw a line between them, because she truly felt as though she had never known Bai Youlou.

The person before her felt especially unfamiliar.

The other mentor, Yu Zhan, was rather more complicated: admiration, regret, astonishment—and the joy of having front-row seats to the drama.

His expression looked like a pie chart.

He had never imagined that Bai Youlou could create such an outrageous effect on the program.

Miss Dong—what a Miss Dong!

From the perspective of the song alone, Yu Zhan liked it a great deal. If they hadn't been recording, he would have wanted to light one up; otherwise, it felt as if something were missing.

But from the perspective of the title and lyrics, Yu Zhan felt that this kid was far too outrageous!

This wasn't merely a matter of rubbing salt into the wound. He was practically pressing Zhen Dongjun's face into the ground and grinding it against the dirt!

Usually, people wrote songs for their exes after breaking up, expressing regret or remembrance. He had never seen anyone like Bai Youlou, writing a song for the second wife he had seduced.

Were netorare enthusiasts this brazen nowadays? They were actually dancing on the faces of the pure-love warriors?!

And he had fallen in love with a wild horse.

So... was Dong Lu really that wild?

Ahem!

Yu Zhan hurriedly emptied all that nonsense from his mind and began agonizing over how to complete the production team's task.

After all, he was supposed to be the one to eliminate Bai Youlou.

The recording accident wasn't limited to Zhen Dongjun's cup falling to the ground.

Eliminating Long Ziqiang earlier had already exhausted all his primordial strength. Thankfully, that guy's looks were somewhat offensive to the audience, and the DJ elements in his song had been truly ridiculous.

Even so, Yu Zhan had broken into a cold sweat, worried that his reputation would be ruined after the program aired.

And now, Bai Youlou had given him an even bigger one.

Eliminate him?

How the hell was he supposed to eliminate him?!

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