I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

Jiang Che's words were carried on the wind, reaching her ears without missing a single one.

Song Yuqi gripped the edge of her coat, not looking up for a long time.

If this doesn't count as a confession, then what does?

Her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

The person who could turn the stage upside down normally would always be suppressed by Jiang Che with just a few words.

Jiang Che saw her huddled inside her oversized coat, her ears turning red all the way down to her collar, and didn't press her any further.

He stood up and dusted off the moisture clinging to the hem of his trench coat.

"Go back to sleep."

Seizing on this sentence, Song Yuqi immediately got up from the rattan chair and walked towards the elevator in her slippers.

He was walking so fast that he almost threw off his slippers.

Jiang Che followed behind her, hands in his pockets, watching her run away, and chuckled softly.

The next morning, in a high-end rehearsal room in Beijing.

Wu Zheng waved his hand and booked all the large rehearsal halls on the third floor.

A few old men were huddled on the sofa in the rest area, munching on steamed buns, with scripts and song lists spread out on the coffee table.

Chen He took a bite of his meat bun: "Isn't Lao Jiang's efficiency a bit too frightening?"

Deng Chao chuckled as he held his soy milk: "He had a burst of inspiration last night, how could he not be quick? He came back from the terrace in the middle of the night, and Lao Jiang was already working on the arrangement in the room. This morning he took the separate tracks to the recording studio."

Lu Han yawned, her hair a mess.

"Brother Chao, were you eavesdropping outside their door last night?"

"I got up to get some water in the middle of the night and bumped into Yuqi running downstairs with a flushed face, followed by Lao Jiang, who was walking slowly behind her."

Deng Chao lowered his voice: "That scene, tsk, Old Jiang has the little girl firmly under his control."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the recording studio was pushed open.

Jiang Che came out carrying several printed A4 pages.

Today he wore a loose black short-sleeved shirt and gray sweatpants, his hair falling down his forehead. He looked less sharp and more relaxed than usual.

He threw the paper on the coffee table.

"have a look."

Song Yuqi was curled up on the edge of the sofa reciting lyrics when she heard the noise and immediately grabbed the few pages of paper.

The paper still carried the warmth of the printer.

The song title field reads three words: "A Little Sweet".

Song Yuqi paused, her eyelids twitching.

She glanced down at the lyrics, her cheeks burning.

"Jiang Che, this poem..." She looked up at him, speechless for a moment.

What does it mean to say, "You turned my world pink from that moment on"?

What does it mean to say, "You made my life completely dependent on your cooperation"?

That's such a direct word!

Chen He leaned closer and, after just making out two lines, almost choked on his steamed bun.

"Holy crap! Lao Jiang, that's some pretty harsh lyrics!" Chen He pounded his chest to catch his breath. "This isn't singing, it's stuffing candy into someone's mouth!"

Lu Han snatched the paper and read it aloud.

"You just barged into my heart like that... Ouch, it's so sweet it hurts my teeth!"

Wu Zheng was immediately invigorated upon hearing this.

"This is going to be a hit! This is definitely going to be a hit! Lao Li, go and arrange it!" Wu Zheng stood up from the sofa, grabbed his phone, and walked out.

Jiang Che ignored the group's teasing and dragged a chair to sit down opposite Song Yuqi.

He stretched out his long legs casually, his gaze fixed on her flushed face.

"Can you sing? If not, I'll find someone else."

He spoke in his usual provocative tone.

Song Yuqi clutched the lyric sheet to her chest and glared at him.

"Who says I can't sing!"

Upon hearing this, the old men in the room immediately started whistling.

Wang Mian clapped his hands and cheered from the side: "Yes, yes, you have to sing. Anyone who tries to take your place will be in trouble."

Song Yuqi realized what she had said, grabbed the mineral water bottle on the table, and got up to walk towards the innermost practice room.

"I'm going in, don't come in and bother me!"

Jiang Che glanced at the closed door and stood up.

Deng Chao quickly reached out to stop him: "Where are you going? People need to practice singing, what are you doing going in and causing trouble?"

"It's a choir, bro. If I don't go, who's going to practice singing with her?"

Jiang Che brushed Deng Chao's hand aside, pushed open the door, and followed him inside.

The people outside exchanged glances and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The soundproofing in the vocal practice room is excellent.

The noise outside was completely blocked by the door, and only Song Yuqi's breathing could be heard inside.

She was wearing headphones, listening to the demo Jiang Che had just created, and tapping her fingers on her leg to keep time.

Jiang Che walked over, casually took off the earphone from her left ear, and put it into his own ear.

The distance between the two instantly closed.

Song Yuqi turned to look at him, but didn't have time to dodge.

"The second verse started too early."

Jiang Che stared at the lyric book in her hand and used a ballpoint pen to underline a few words.

His arm brushed against her shoulder, the fabric grazing her, and Song Yuqi's hand skipped a beat.

"I know, I'm still finding my rhythm," she muttered, her gaze falling on his hand holding the pen.

"You can't find the feeling just by listening."

Jiang Che put down the pen, leaned back, and looked at her.

What were you thinking when you sang this song?

Song Yuqi looked up at him.

What are you thinking?

I think about what happened on the terrace last night, and that kiss on the bungee jumping platform.

But she couldn't admit it.

"I wasn't thinking about anything, just the lyrics."

Jiang Che smiled.

He leaned forward, and their knees almost touched.

"That won't do."

He looked into her eyes: "This song needs to evoke a scene."

"Think back to your high school self, think back to how you felt when you openly admitted to having a crush."

Jiang Che's voice seemed to be right next to her ear, every word striking her heart.

Song Yuqi's breath hitched.

Looking at the man in front of her, at the focus in his eyes, her courage began to rise.

"Producer Jiang, are you teaching me how to sing, or are you teaching me how to date?"

Jiang Che raised one eyebrow, clearly not expecting her to retaliate.

He rested his elbows on his thighs, raised his chin slightly, and looked directly at her as he retorted.

What do you think?

The atmosphere in the vocal practice room gradually heated up.

The soundproof door was pushed open from the outside.

"Jiang Che, you called me here just so I could watch you flirt with young girls?"

A highly recognizable female voice came from the doorway.

She was charming, quick-witted, and her words were full of teasing.

Song Yuqi was startled and stood up from the high stool, dropping the lyric book in her hand to the ground with a clatter.

She turned her head.

A woman was leaning against the door.

She had long, wavy hair, wore a black baseball cap pulled low, and large sunglasses that covered half of her face.

Even with only the lower half of her face and tall figure visible, it was enough for her to be recognized.

Dilraba.

The legendary "exclusive leading lady" of Jiangda Producer.

Jiang Che didn't get up, but just glanced at the door and picked up the lyric book that had fallen on the ground.

"They arrived early without even telling me. Don't they consider me a friend?"

Dilraba took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of highly recognizable eyes.

She walked in on her high heels, ignoring Jiang Che's cold face, and her gaze fell directly on Song Yuqi, slowly looking her over.

Song Yuqi stood still, her fingers gripping the edge of the lyric sheet, without moving.

This is the aura of a top star.

The moment she stepped inside, she took over the rhythm of the entire vocal practice room.

Dilraba looked at Song Yuqi for a few seconds and then suddenly smiled.

She turned to look at Jiang Che and spoke frankly and directly.

"Jiang Che, you've finally blossomed after all these years."

"You have a good eye, picking such a pretty young girl."

"Are you keeping such a close eye on her because you're afraid I'll eat her alive?"