Plan Changed, Prepare to Win the Championship!

Four Seasons Hotel.

"Luning, did you tell Sister Hong that you were going to be part of my support group?"

"Oh, Sister Zhang, it's such a small matter. I can decide for myself. I'm a big star, you know!"

An Luning raised her little face and spoke with great excitement.

It was just that her slightly smug expression, combined with her puffed-up cheeks, really didn't give off much of a big star's aura.

Her expressions and features were simply too lively. She was either sitting there in a daze with a silly, adorable look, or suddenly became wildly animated, so the media often caught her making all sorts of strange faces.

She was the type of celebrity with terrible expression management, practically the polar opposite of Jiang Yuanchu.

Even though she was so beautiful, plenty of "unflattering photos" of her could still be found online.

Zhang Xiaorong was a little worried, mainly because she felt bad toward An Luning's manager, Sister Hong.

Sister Hong had wanted to sign her as an artist for a long time, but Zhang Xiaorong had quietly signed with the company Brother Lou had just founded.

Although this couldn't really be considered a betrayal—after all, Zhang Xiaorong hadn't taken any resources from her—it still made her feel somewhat guilty after knowing her for so long.

Originally, she hadn't planned to ask An Luning, a famous first-tier female celebrity, to join her support group. It was a little too extravagant.

But her social circle was rather limited. She had wanted to contact some friends from the dance scene and the film academy, but of course, she didn't actually have many friends, and none of them were available.

One of them happened to know An Luning and told her about it. To everyone's surprise, the girl immediately declared that she was definitely going to be part of the support group.

An Luning happened to be in Hangcheng these few days for a brand event and an advertisement shoot, so she could spare the time for this.

She absolutely had to enjoy being "the strongest support group in the history of talent shows."

Of course, she was keeping it from her manager.

After all, Zhang Xiaorong was going to sing a song written by Bai Youlou.

"Luning, what if people find out who wrote my song later and scold you along with me?"

In response to Zhang Xiaorong's final attempt at persuasion, An Luning's train of thought took a strangely sharp turn.

"Hmph! What a useless man!"

"Huh?"

"If Bai Youlou can't protect you, Sister Zhang, we'll terminate the contract with him! I refuse to believe he'd have the nerve to charge us a penalty!"

"That... wouldn't be very good."

"How was I supposed to know that asking Sister Zhang to help me would end up dragging you into this? Of course I have to steal you back!"

At the words "steal you back," Zhang Xiaorong immediately changed the subject. "Um, Luning, do you want to know which songs I prepared this time?"

"I do! Can I hear them now?"

"I can't spoil it for you. You'll hear them when we record later."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get going~"

Looking at how suddenly eager the girl had become, Zhang Xiaorong couldn't quite tell whether she wanted to hear her sing or hear the songs Bai Youlou had written.

Those were two very different things.

An Luning was quite familiar with the Zhe Lan TV studio. After all, it was a first-tier satellite station, and she had come there to record programs many times. Once they reached the entrance, she led Zhang Xiaorong inside like half a hostess.

She seemed even more familiar with the place than the staff member showing them the way.

If the staff member hadn't reminded her in time, she almost would have taken Zhang Xiaorong to the mentors' lounge.

She had gotten used to it~

At the same time, the staff member leading them kept feeling that Zhang Xiaorong's support-group companion looked familiar.

Even with a mask and hat covering her, leaving only a pair of almond-shaped eyes exposed, she still gave off the impression of being a stunning beauty.

A beauty's friend was most likely a beauty as well.

So after spotting a beauty, don't rush to pursue her. Get to know her best friend first. She might be even prettier!

Zhang Xiaorong had already left a deep impression on many people when she came to register earlier. Her name was on the "The Voice" production team's list.

Good-looking contestants simply had that kind of advantage.

Not to mention that she was an "original singer." The production team had even planned to use her as a secret weapon to boost the ratings.

Bai Youlou was responsible for the infamous buzz, while Zhang Xiaorong was responsible for the proper kind of buzz!

Original songs versus original songs—damn, this was practically guaranteed to make good television!

Although "The Voice" advertised itself as a show where people only listened to the voice, viewers could still see the contestants' appearances once the program aired.

The prettier they were, the more attention they naturally received. They started out a huge step ahead of the other contestants.

After they reached the lounge, Zhang Xiaorong nervously ran through the songs in her head over and over. It wouldn't matter if she embarrassed herself by performing poorly, but she didn't want to let Bai Youlou down after he had written the songs for her.

An Luning, meanwhile, was getting restless. The large lounge, filled with contestants and members of their support groups, was quite lively. At first, she found it novel while also worrying that someone might recognize her, but before long, she began looking around in every direction.

Where was that Bai Youlou fellow?

Bai Youlou: I'm enjoying myself in the mentors' lounge.

To be honest, he hadn't expected Zhen Dongjun to be so stubborn.

He had actually "chased after him" from "Tomorrow's Star Show" to "The Voice."

If that didn't count as love, what did?

Seriously, if this guy suddenly announced that he was actually gay, that his relationship with his wife Dong Lu was merely an act, and that he had secretly been in love with Bai Youlou all along, it would somehow sound fairly plausible.

Unable to obtain the person he loved, he had used his publicly acknowledged wife to frame Bai Youlou. His true aim was to turn the idol who flaunted himself in public into his private possession.

This couldn't keep developing. It was getting disgusting.

This kind of subject matter was better left to those fujoshi. They could write a tragic romance novel about it in a matter of minutes.

At this moment, Old Zhou and Long Ziqiang were already looking at Bai Youlou with a hint of reverence.

Sir, you truly are a divine man!

How the hell did you manage that?

You actually got the victim to be this magnanimous?

Zhen Dongjun was rather interesting as well. He didn't talk much with Bai Youlou, seemingly only wanting to tell him: I'm here.

Then he politely asked them to get lost.

After leaving the mentors' lounge, Bai Youlou and the other two found a stairwell for a private discussion. In the end, they reached a conclusion:

Either Zhen Dongjun had some evidence that could prove Bai Youlou's innocence and knew he hadn't done it,

or they had no choice but to acknowledge the diversity of species.

Everyone had seen Little Blue Bird and all sorts of bizarre material, so there was no need to play dumb.

There were always people in this world with unusual tastes.

They liked putting a little green on their own heads and were even addicted to it.

Those who directly shared video material deserved a thumbs-up and praise for their broad-mindedness. But when novelists had this kind of hobby, it was rather unsettling.

At present, the former possibility seemed more likely. That bastard probably did have some kind of evidence in his hands.

After all, the incident had happened in his own home.

Technology had advanced these days. Even if surveillance footage had been deleted, there were still ways to recover it.

As for the possibility that he was a willing cuckold, they would set that aside for now.

To be fair, although his wife Dong Lu was already in her thirties and had given birth, her looks and figure were still alluring. Otherwise, Bai Youlou wouldn't have fallen into the trap so easily back then.

Just for that reason, everyone was rather interested in becoming his "friend."

There was no other meaning. They simply liked making friends!

After a round of analysis, Old Zhou joked with a smile, "If he turns around, I'd choose him if I were you. It's not like he can protect you all the way to the finals."

After saying that, Old Zhou suddenly sounded a little uncertain.

Then he asked doubtfully, "He really wouldn't, would he?!"

Bai Youlou rubbed his chin, and his expression gradually turned serious.

Smack!

He suddenly slapped his thigh hard.

The unexpected blow made Long Ziqiang grimace in pain. "You bastard, slap your own thigh!"

But there was no time to complain about the pain, because Brother Lou had already issued a new action plan:

"Plan changed. Prepare to win the championship!"