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Gu Wenzhu’s hand quivered, nearly dropping his phone.

“Teacher, look at you, your hands are so unsteady, ” Qu Lingyun remarked, standing under the glaring sun. “Let’s rest for a few days. I’m still working on the script. Can you let me have a break?”

He had thought himself the epitome of overwork.

Yet, Gu Wenzhu well surpassed him in diligence.

“Shut up!” Gu Wenzhu snapped fiercely. “Get lost, don’t bother me.”

Qu Lingyun stood speechless.

What brought on this sudden outburst from the old man?

Better not to provoke him.

He wisely chose to keep his distance.

Taking several deep breaths, Gu Wenzhu shakily opened his email.

A dual signature in English and Chinese greeted him.

Luna.

Yun Lan.

The message was an address.

Lin City!

His pupils dilated in shock.

It took him a moment to remember that Lin City was a coastal city in the West State of the Great Xia Empire.

Not internationally renowned, but still a significant city.

Reading the address thrice, Ancient Wen Bamboo took a deep breath. “Qu

Lingyun, what are you dawdling for? Come here right away.”

Feeling wronged, Qu Lingyun replied, “Teacher, you just told me to stay away.”

“And if I told you to fly, would you?” Gu Wenzhu glanced at his watch, urgency in his voice. “Book me a ticket to Lin City immediately, the earliest one available.”

“Why are you heading to Lin City again?” Qu Lingyun complained. ‘We just got off a plane. Can I catch a breath?”

“I’m going alone this time,” Gu Wenzhu retorted coldly. “Idiot!” Thinking about seeing Yun Lan when he couldn’t even find her?

Not a chance.

“Fine, fine, fine,” Qu Lingyun surrendered. “I’ll book it right now.” The timing was perfect. There was a flight in an hour.

Without a backward glance, Gu Wenzhu left Qu Lingyun behind.

“Why is the teacher going to Lin City?” Qu Lingyun muttered to himself, puzzled. “Seems like Miss Si’s show is nearing its final episode. Well, I might as well go check it out.”

With that thought, he booked himself a flight as well.

To avoid Gu Wenzhu’s scolding and disdain, he chose a flight on Friday.

If Gu Wenzhu was still there by then, he could introduce the old man to Si Fuqing.

With their similarly peculiar temperaments, they were bound to have much in common.

Meanwhile, at Glenn.

Lan Headquarters.

“Great Xia Empire’s Lin City.” The design director was surprised to receive Gu Wenzhu’s message. “These outfits are to be sent to the Great Xia Empire.”

From the moment he saw the designs from Gu Wenzhu, he was astounded.

Apart from Gu Wenzhu, no other designer under Lan could craft such attire.

Including Qu Lingyun.

It was fortunate to be Lan, the international leading design brand. Otherwise, these designs would have been impossible to realize.

The design director entered the studio. “Pack these clothes and send them to this address, as per Mr. Gu’s instructions.”

The designers nodded, carefully removing six outfits from the hangers to pack them.

“Director, who designed these clothes?” the assistant asked curiously. “The style doesn’t seem like Mr. Gu’s.”

“Indeed, it’s not. The design and use of colors are quite bold,” the design director agreed. “I’ve heard that Mr. Gu has a closed-door disciple, not Mr. Qu, but someone else. Probably this person.”

Truly a case of the pupil surpassing the master.

The assistant gasped, ‘You mean the personal designer of Teacher Yun Lan?”

“Yes,” the design director confirmed. “This designer only created outfits for Teacher Yun Lan. Now reappearing, could it mean…” He paused, barely daring to breathe loudly.

Could it mean Yun Lan was making a comeback?!

The assistant’s eyes widened in realization. “Director, this…”

“Let’s not jump to conclusions,” the design director calmed himself. “If there’s news about Teacher Yun Lan, Mr. Gu will surely know first. We’ll wait for the notification.”

He couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

If Yun Lan truly returned to Glenn, it would send shockwaves through the entire international entertainment industry.

He wondered if his years of service at Lan would earn him an autographed photo of Yun Lan.

At the “Youth With You” training base, Si Fuqing pondered upon seeing the read receipt in her email.

With Gu Wenzhu’s efficiency, she expected him to seek her out soon.

She needed to devise a plan that wouldn’t startle the old man.

After some thought, Si Fuqing closed her laptop and slowly left the rest room, encountering Lin Qingyan emerging from the adjacent room.

Lin Qingyan’s expression shifted. As they were about to pass each other, she spoke coldly, “Si Fuqing, you must be feeling quite smug now, aren’t you?” Si Fuqing didn’t stop, her demeanor indifferent.

“At first, you were meant to be my contrast, to highlight me,” Lin Qingyan said, her voice trembling slightly as she drew a deep breath. “But now, the show has made you the star, and you must be laughing at me inside, right?” The fall from grace was hard to accept for anyone.

Since the third episode, not many talked about her anymore.

All the trending searches related to the show were about Si Fuqing and Xie Yu.

Lin Qingyan’s nails dug into her palms. This wasn’t howit was supposed to be! “You’re so insignificant to me that I forget you exist unless you’re in front of me,” Si Fuqing finally turned her head, her smile sudden. “Oh, about our bet, we need to wager again. What do you think should be my stake?”

Lin Qingyan scoffed, “I want you to answer college entrance exam questions live. Do you dare?”

Everyone in the entertainment industry knew Si Fuqing was a dropout, likely without even a middle school diploma.

Si Fuqing glanced at her.

Is that all?

Madness.

Lin Qingyan, once again ignored, couldn’t hold back her anger, “Si Fuqing, don’t think the current rankings mean everything. I’ll tell you straight, the final rankings aren’t just decided by fan votes.”

“Yes, your six trainees are in the top nine, but let me warn you, unexpected things will happen on the night of the final. You’ve been in this industry long enough, aren’t you naive to think otherwise?”

Si Fuqing responded coolly, “Mind your own business.”

“I’m just putting it out there,” Lin Qingyan retorted with a hint of scorn. “I have connections with Glenn. The resources there are incomparable to anything domestic. I’d like to see who you can bring in.”

Without influence in the entertainment industry, one could hardly secure their own position, let alone pave the way for others.

Wishful thinking.

Si Fuqing didn’t even pause this time, heading straight downstairs.

Lin Qingyan’s gaze turned dark.

On the night of the final group formation, she would not let Si Fuqing overshadow her.

It will be her last chance.

If she failed, she would have no choice but to release the photos and information from Si Fuqing’s time as a trainee abroad two years ago.

Lin Qingyan touched her face, frowning slightly.

After “Youth With You” ended, she too would go abroad to get her face fixed.

At 7 at night in the bustling center of Lin City, amidst the blinding lights and vibrant nightlife, Gu Wenzhu had no interest in the allure of the city.

He hurried along, following the address from the email, arriving at a secluded private café.

Gu Wenzhu didn’t enter, standing at the doorway, incessantly checking his watch.

Four years had passed, and he wondered what the girl looked like now.

He had to ask why she suddenly vanished from the limelight.

He wouldn’t scold her, not like he would Qu Lingyun.

Footsteps approached, and Gu Wenzhu quickly looked up.

A breathtakingly beautiful face caught his eye.

Unlike other passersby in a rush, the girl walked at a measured pace, the light casting shadows over her features like a masterful ink painting.

Even Gu Wenzhu, accustomed to seeing all kinds of beauty, was momentarily stunned, his gaze quickly shifting away.

Yet, his thoughts lingered.

Such beauty was rare even in the entertainment industry.

Ifdiscovered by a talent scout and given her abilities, she would surely become an instant sensation.

Gu Wenzhu’s thoughts were interrupted as the girl approached him.

He frowned.

Though high in the fashion world, he rarely appeared in public, only occasionally featured in design magazines.

The general public, uninterested in fashion, wouldn’t recognize him.

As the girl stood before him, Gu Wenzhu’s frown deepened, “You—I‘ He didn’t finish his sentence.

Because Si Fuqing bowed deeply to him in a formal gesture of respect. Raising her head, she smiled and addressed him, “Teacher..”