Lin Muci was preoccupied with this, and her afternoon test papers were written carelessly.
For a test with a full score of 750 points, she estimated she would score around 700.
When Chen Fei called Lin Muci, she had just finished her exam.
As she walked out of the corridor, the woman on the phone sounded very apologetic.
"I'm so sorry to bother you, Little Ci, but I had no choice. Little Ci, I couldn't find anyone else, so I had to call you.
I heard you're going to collaborate with Qianhe on a movie.
I'm back in the country today, can we talk?"
Lin Muci thought about it and said yes.
Ling Qianhe's agent, Chen Fei, was a very responsible agent.
She was the one who discovered Ling Qianhe.
Of course, with Ling Qianhe's talent, any agent could easily make him famous.
Chen Fei also benefited greatly from Ling Qianhe, achieving both fame and fortune.
So, it could only be said that they achieved success together.
Chen Fei, having finally ended a long and anxious vacation, was eager to see Ling Qianhe upon her return.
However...
After much hesitation, she chose to meet Lin Muci first.
She felt that...
She had to meet this young girl.
In the coffee shop, Chen Fei looked up as the girl, wrapped in a scarf, shook off the ice and snow. The girl looked up, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, and spoke softly in a gentle voice.
"Hello, I'm Lin Muci."
Chen Fei was a bit puzzled because she remembered this young girl as having a rather arrogant and tough temper.
So gentle and beautiful, she was not what she had imagined.
Chen Fei had met Lin Muci before.
Her mother was friends with Mrs. Lin, so Chen Fei skipped the pleasantries.
She got straight to the point.
"Little Ci, if you really want to enter the industry, I can offer some help. Of course, I know you have a good family background, Little Ci, so the help I can offer might not amount to much for you, just a little bit of insignificant help. But, Little Ci..."
"At least my network can make your path smoother."
The girl opposite looked up at Chen Fei.
"Then what do I need to exchange for it?"
Chen Fei was silent for a while, then said.
"You know, Qianhe is my artist. I watched him achieve his current success, become the most outstanding artist in the world, and I don't want him to be ruined for any reason, so..."
Lin Muci interrupted her.
"The only one who can ruin Ling Qianhe is himself. I can't promise you anything."
Chen Fei looked into the girl's eyes and became anxious, her fingertips gripping her wrist.
"Muci, listen," she said.
"Qianhe has a blood clot in his brain. The doctor's report I received says he only has three years left to live, but he's only twenty years old!
He went through so much hardship to get here, and I've painstakingly brought him to his current position. I can't accept Qianhe dying like this..."
"Please, save Qianhe!"
"Don't you like him the most?"
Lin Muci looked calmly at the flustered female agent, her eyes rimmed with red. She gently pried apart Chen Fei's fingers.
"I really can't guarantee anything. I do know a bit of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, but Ling Qianhe won't believe that an ordinary little girl like me can cure him.
Furthermore, I really don't want any contact with him outside of work."
Chen Fei looked at her. The young girl put on a mask, her bright eyes beautiful and captivating.
Chen Fei was on the verge of tears.
The door outside slowly opened.
Footsteps approached.
A slender figure walked in front of Chen Fei, but without even looking at her, he said.
"Isn't three years long enough?"
"Every extra day is a bonus."
It was Ling Qianhe.
He said.
"I've said it many times, Chen Fei, I don't need anyone to make decisions for me."
He looked at Lin Muci.
"Come with me."
Lin Muci was a little stunned.
"Go? Where?"
Her eyes inevitably revealed a hint of bewilderment and confusion.
Staring blankly at Ling Qianhe's face, she still didn't understand where he wanted her to go.
Ling Qianhe turned his head and didn't look back.
"To rehearse."
"The third performance is a mentor-mentee collaboration, and your collaborator is me. Your competition song is decided. I've prepared a band for you. You know how to play the drums, right? You'll be the drummer."
Lin Muci exclaimed. She never expected to return to the position of drummer after so much had happened. She felt guilty, afraid that Ling Qianhe might discover something if she revealed too many details, but then she thought, wasn't she trying to get Ling Qianhe to discover it herself!
What was she afraid of!
So, Lin Muci immediately puffed out her chest!
She wasn't afraid; she was going for it!
Ling Qianhe drove her to where the band was. In fact, Lin Muci knew all these people.
The show "Bursting Stage" was the place where her dreams began.
Ling Qianhe walked over himself, picked up an electric guitar, and then tilted his chin towards the others, saying.
"Help her complete the stage."
These people, who seemed to be joking around, were actually a group of super-skilled, godly-level musicians.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to form a band with Qianhe. They glanced at Lin Muci and seemed quite surprised.
"What's her role?"
Lin Muci said softly.
"Playing the drums."
Everyone gasped, looking at Lin Muci with strange expressions, wanting to say something but holding back.
Lin Muci felt that she just needed to perform. She rushed to play a short segment, and everyone was immediately convinced.
There was nothing to fault. Whether it was musicality, melody, or rhythm, nothing could be criticized.
Moreover, they felt that this style was vaguely familiar. In front of Ling Qianhe, they dared not speak, but once he left...
They crowded around and discussed animatedly.
"The way you play the drums is very similar to someone!"
"Qianhe used to have a very beautiful assistant. When we were on the show, Qianhe brought her as a drummer, and the way she played the drums was exactly like you!"
The system complained in Lin Muci's mind.
"It's the same person, of course she plays exactly the same."
Lin Muci nodded. Everyone found it very amazing and exclaimed, but then they said.
"But Qianhe forbade us from mentioning his assistant anymore."
Lin Muci lowered her head, looking at the floor, pretending to be ignorant.
"Why is he not allowed to mention her?"
"He doesn't seem like such a strict person."
Everyone started coughing in unison.
"Cough, cough, well..."
They all refrained from speaking.
Lin Muci lowered her head and fiddled with the drums. Ling Qianhe walked in from outside. He looked at the others and said.
"You can all go now."
Lin Muci was the last to leave. He lowered his head but suddenly asked her.
"Where exactly did you learn to play the drums? The Lin family never hired a teacher for you."
She panicked.
"Can't I be self-taught?"
Ling Qianhe's cold laughter was her response.
Lin Muci was a bit perplexed and asked the system in her heart.
"Qianhe, has he discovered something? Is he having the band help me with the third performance to test me?"
She harbored this thought, and the more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. The system, however, gasped.
"My dear, Ling Qianhe's favorability is still at thirty-five. Let's not overthink things, okay?"
"He..."
Lin Muci was about to speak to the system when Ling Qianhe suddenly turned around. In the corridor, it was suddenly just her and the young man in front of her. He leaned close to her ear and whispered.
"I know you have secrets."
The withered climbing vine by the window, his eyes cold, like a vast expanse of land covered in snow.
"I have secrets too. Don't try to uncover mine. Forget the mannequin you saw."
"Otherwise, if you touch my secrets, you won't be able to bear the price."
Like a rose with thorns, like moonlight in the dead of night, his beauty was so sharp it could wound the soul. He leaned close to her ear and said each word with chilling clarity.
"Tell Feng Yuting that Sister Muci is not dead."
"But you're lying."
"Lin Muci, you couldn't have seen her..."
"Why are you lying? Just to gain benefits from him?"
"You truly are a shameless young girl."
How could she have seen his Sister Muci?
His Sister Muci had already shattered.