Xiang Guo Wu Yu

Chapter 423 Shen Jinghong's Secret Identity is Exposed by His Master

Qu Shen Moyan's Studio.

At this moment, Moyan was wearing reading glasses, his hands tapping on the keyboard.

Not long after, he looked at the screen carefully, finally nodded with satisfaction, and pressed Enter.

At the same time.

A latest update was posted on Moyan's official Weibo.

"Many netizens have asked me who I'm more optimistic about for the finals. I'll give a unified reply here. Jinghong is my most proud disciple. His strength is beyond that of ordinary ace producers. Not only that, but you should also know about the most mysterious ace producer in the Chinese music scene, right? That person is called Guyun, who is my disciple Shen Jinghong's alter ego. I believe everyone is clear about Guyun's strength in the ancient style. Therefore, I'm more optimistic about Tingyu for the finals."

After this Weibo was posted.

It immediately went viral.

This was because Moyan rarely posted on Weibo, and this time he was posting about the city competition.

Not only that, but he also dropped a bombshell!

Guyun was actually Shen Jinghong's alter ego!

"Holy crap, am I seeing things??"

"Shen Jinghong is Guyun?"

"Teacher Moyan, you can't joke about this. Guyun was the one who popularized ancient style a few years ago, and Tingyu is the one who brought ancient style to its peak. Considering the timeline, Shen Jinghong was probably not even twenty years old when Guyun became popular, right?"

"I can't accept this, the most mysterious ancient style producer is actually Shen Jinghong!"

"Although I also find it hard to accept, Teacher Moyan said it himself. Given his status, he wouldn't lie."

"Then... the finals will be exciting!"

In just over ten minutes.

Moyan's Weibo had tens of thousands of comments.

Among them, a large portion of people instinctively didn't believe Shen Jinghong was Guyun, but since the Qu God Moyan said it, they had no choice but to believe.

Because Moyan wouldn't lie, nor did he have any reason to lie.

Guyun was the most mysterious producer in the Chinese music scene. He had never appeared in public. A few years ago, ancient style was not popular, and it was just a niche genre. Guyun emerged and released five consecutive ancient style songs, each of higher quality than the last, directly making ancient style popular.

Not only that, but he later released several more high-quality ancient style songs, which forcefully brought ancient style songs from niche to public recognition. As ancient style became popular, many producers began to research this genre, and ancient style gradually transitioned from niche to mainstream. Big Wind Novel Network.

Finally, even the King of Singers publicly requested songs from him online, but he disappeared without a trace and never released another song.

At that time, many people suspected that this Guyun was a pseudonym for a Qu God.

Later, this was debunked by several Qu Gods.

Who would have thought that it turned out to be Shen Jinghong's alter ego!

"Huh? Didn't you guys notice that Teacher Moyan said he was more optimistic about Tingyu?"

"Damn, it's true! He praised Shen Jinghong a lot at first, and then at the end, he said he was more optimistic about Tingyu. If you didn't pay close attention, you wouldn't have noticed!"

"Could he have made a mistake..."

"Haha, Teacher Moyan wouldn't make such a low-level mistake. This move is likely the Qu God deliberately setting up his disciple."

"This is hilarious. Moyan is indeed a veteran fan of Tingyu. Even in this situation, he's still optimistic about Tingyu over his own disciple."

"Shen Jinghong must be thinking, 'My heart is bitter!'"

"Haha, it looks like they have a very good master-disciple relationship."

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"Teacher!!!"

Moyan was drinking tea when Shen Jinghong's wail was heard from outside the door.

Even so, he didn't directly push the door open, but knocked urgently a few times from outside.

"Come in," Moyan slowly put down his teacup.

The study door was instantly pushed open.

Shen Jinghong, breathing heavily and with a pale face, approached Moyan.

"Did you need something?" Moyan asked innocently.

"Teacher, did you post this Weibo?" Shen Jinghong placed his phone screen in front of Moyan.

The latter lowered his head, glanced at it, and then said with a light smile, "That's right."

"How can you set up your disciple like this!" Shen Jinghong was completely distraught.

His deepest secret had been exposed by his teacher.

He had planned to reveal the identity of Guyun after winning the championship to shock everyone and add splendor to his victory.

And now, it had been exposed directly!

His last hope of playing the pig to eat the tiger was dashed!

To be set up by his own teacher.

What kind of teacher would do this to their disciple!

What made him feel the most absurd was that after revealing his identity, his teacher ended by saying he was more optimistic about Tingyu.

Shen Jinghong felt that he was no longer himself.

Who exactly was his favorite disciple...

"Ahem... I thought, since you've kept this identity a secret for so long, revealing it now could gain you a lot of support, after all, Guyun has many fans..." Moyan's expression was a little unnatural.

"Is that so?" Shen Jinghong clearly didn't believe him. He shot Moyan a glare, "Didn't you go out last night and only return in the middle of the night? Were you drinking with Lin Chaoyang?"

"Uh, this..." Moyan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Is it because of a favor again?" Shen Jinghong saw this and knew his guess was correct. He immediately looked resentful, "You owe someone a favor?"

"Alas... there's nothing I can do about it," Moyan pursed his lips and finally sighed.

Then, he patted Shen Jinghong on the shoulder, "As the saying goes, a teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime. You agree with this, right?"

Shen Jinghong was taken aback but still nodded, "Of course. Without you, Teacher, I wouldn't be where I am today."

He was an orphan. Moyan had sponsored his education since he was young and taught him to write songs. He respected Moyan immensely.

Moyan shook his head and sighed, "As the saying goes, a son pays off his father's debts. I thought you wouldn't mind helping me repay a favor..."

Shen Jinghong was stunned again. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Looking at Moyan's dejected expression, he felt a pang of sadness for no reason and suddenly felt that his tone had been a bit too harsh.

How could he speak to his teacher like that? Let alone expose an alter ego, if his teacher wished, he wouldn't even mind taking off his pants and running naked!

"Teacher, I understand. For you, it's just exposing an alter ego, it's nothing. I was going to reveal it after I win the championship anyway," Shen Jinghong comforted him in a low voice.

"Go for it. I've always been very optimistic about you. I'll help you hold a celebration banquet when you win against Tingyu!" Moyan said with a face full of sincerity.

Shen Jinghong was moved by his gaze, his eyes turning slightly red, "Don't worry, the championship trophy will definitely be mine! I won't disturb you any longer, Teacher. I think that song can still be improved!"

"Alright, go quickly!"

Shen Jinghong was instantly filled with fighting spirit!

For his teacher's trust, he could not lose!

That's right, this time he wasn't just fighting for himself, but also for his teacher!

He turned around and walked towards the door.

Then, he closed the door.

The moment the door closed, Moyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up his teacup and continued to sip his tea.

Suddenly!

The door was opened again.

Shen Jinghong's head poked in.

"Wait, I remember you said you were more optimistic about Tingyu later..."

"Pfft... cough cough..."

Moyan sprayed a mouthful of tea through his nostrils.

He coughed urgently a couple of times, then waved his hand at Shen Jinghong at the door, "That was a slip of the tongue. I fully support you, my disciple, go for it!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinghong was immensely moved, "Don't worry, Teacher, I'll definitely bring the championship trophy back for you!!"

After saying that, he closed the door again.

Moyan once again breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out a few tissues from the nearby tissue box and wiped the tea stains on the table.

He murmured softly, "I hope my foolish disciple's mentality isn't too greatly affected if he loses..."

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