Ling Qianhe was taking Lin Mucui to the recording studio.
On the car, she listened to the voice messages her agent had sent.
"Xiao Ci, your album presales have broken five million!"
Lin Mucui responded with a simple "Oh," appearing very calm.
"Isn't that reasonable?"
Her agent just kept chuckling foolishly.
This result was too good!
Ling Qianhe merely smiled.
"This number... is quite astonishing. My previous album's presale reached seven million."
"After all, physical albums are declining. Compared to breaking ten million in the last century's seventies and eighties, exceeding one million for a physical album is already a miracle. Albums also accumulate streaming data; breaking five million is a god-like achievement, which is probably why your agent is so excited."
He earnestly explained to Lin Mucui.
Lin Mucui, however, was somewhat unsatisfied.
"That still doesn't compare to you, does it?"
Ling Qianhe smiled.
"Then shall we release a couple's album together as a memento?"
He asked with great seriousness, and Lin Mucui replied without hesitation.
"No way!"
They had arrived at the recording studio after getting out of the car. Yang Weiyang and the others were extremely excited. After Lin Mucui greeted the recording engineer, she began her busy work. Ling Qianhe surprisingly did not leave and watched her record the entire time.
He took a small notebook from his pocket and was occasionally writing and sketching.
Several hours passed.
The recording work concluded.
Lin Mucui walked over, wanting to see the contents of his notebook.
He surprisingly put it away.
Preventing her from seeing.
"This?"
"It's a secret."
Lin Mucui let out a hmph. He reached out and ruffled her hair.
"Work is done? Let's go eat."
Yang Weiyang, standing nearby, felt jealous.
"Oh, only Xiao Ci gets to eat, and we have to starve?"
Ling Qianhe chuckled. He glanced at Yang Weiyang and then asked her with a smile.
"Doesn't Fei Siyu take you to eat?"
Yang Weiyang froze for a moment, and then her cheeks turned suspiciously red.
Her voice instantly became smaller.
"You... how would you know Fei Siyu is taking me to eat?"
Ling Qianhe directly took Lin Mucui's hand, waved goodbye, and walked out. Yang Weiyang lowered her head, took out her phone, saw an unread call from Fei Siyu, and rubbed her nose.
This guy... he really is everywhere.
...
Ling Qianhe drove back to his villa. Lin Mucui sat in his car. Ling Qianhe was more aware of her work schedule than his own.
"So next is promotional tours? There are roadshows in eight cities, and you have to fly overseas, right? I heard the filming base for your new drama is in a county town below. If you go into seclusion to film, won't I not be able to see you anymore?"
Facing his somewhat melancholic tone.
Lin Mucui acted with great righteousness.
"Don't indulge in sentimental affairs!"
"We are people who should contribute to our country's cultural endeavors!"
Ling Qianhe chuckled lightly.
"Why didn't you say that before? If it weren't for the system forcing you to do this, you'd want to run away immediately, wouldn't you?"
"Isn't that right?"
Ling Qianhe understood her very well.
Even the little system marveled.
"Host, he understands you so well!"
Lin Mucui leaned back, adopting a "what the heck" attitude.
"Regardless, it's work I've already agreed to, so I can't back out... I used to complain about how much work you had. Now that I've become a top star, I finally understand – it's like someone whipping you from behind. You can't help but strive!"
Lin Mucui's tone was a mix of indignant and helpless.
Ling Qianhe let out a laugh and said.
"This can be considered a sweet burden, can't it? Didn't you say you wanted to make Chinese culture popular globally."
"When others give us their love, we certainly cannot let them down."
...
[T-Girls' new album presales surpass five million, producer reveals Lin Mucui produced the entire album this time.]
[The new album will incorporate various musical elements, bringing new surprises!] Big Wind Novel
As soon as the press release was issued, fans were ecstatic.
"Huh? Xiao Ci produced it?"
"Isn't she super busy? How could she find time to write songs?"
Fans began to whisper amongst themselves, speculating.
"Could it be... Xiao Ci is also doing fashion design and stage design? Honestly, I was shocked when she revealed her other identity. I never imagined she was Zi Mu herself..."
"How old was she then? In her teens, right? This is truly a deserving genius."
"If she hadn't drawn the drafts with her bare hands, and then logged into Zi Mu's account herself during the live broadcast, showing evidence, I really would have thought she was just hyping herself up – but now, I can only kneel in admiration."
"Genius! She is the undisputed super genius!"
Fans expressed their immense admiration.
"Is there anything in this world she can't do?"
"When Qianhe became popular, I already marveled once. He's skilled in both singing and dancing, and he can act too. Didn't we used to say Ling Qianhe could do anything except give birth?"
"Now, it's great, Xiao Ci can even give birth!"
Speaking of this.
Fans became even more energetic.
"Hehe, thinking about Qianhe and her – you guys, if they get married and have a baby, how good-looking would their child be? Their child must be super, super good-looking!"
Fans had already begun to fantasize.
Lin Mucui lowered her head and glanced at her phone, her cheeks immediately flushing red.
She had already arrived at the villa. Ling Qianhe was cooking in the kitchen. He came out with a plate of sweet and sour shrimp, leaned over to glance at the comments, and then leisurely offered his critique.
"See, it's not just me thinking that."
Lin Mucui glared at him again.
He peeled shrimp for Lin Mucui and handed it to her.
"Eat up."
Lin Mucui obediently opened her mouth. After peeling a plate of shrimp, Ling Qianhe walked to the side to take a phone call, and then his brow suddenly furrowed slightly.
"You're saying..."
"Franklin is missing?"
His expression turned serious.
After a moment, he walked over to Lin Mucui.
He said to her.
"I need to leave for a bit."
Lin Mucui looked at Ling Qianhe with confusion and a hint of nervousness.
"What's wrong?"
"You're saying Franklin is missing?"
Ling Qianhe squinted slightly, then nodded.
"Yes. But don't worry, it's probably nothing major. Even if Franklin goes missing, I have a special way of contacting him."
Although he said this, a chill surged in his heart.
If, according to the main will of that world – Franklin might very well be the next chosen villain!