After carefully reading the lyrics, Gu Lan'an clenched his hands nervously. Originally, he could have threatened the assistant director before the competition to have the song changed. But now, he didn't want to anymore.

He used to be ignorant of love and emotions, so no matter how he sang this song, it seemed childish. But now it's different. After experiencing the cycle of life and death, if he were to sing this song again, he would definitely be able to convey his own feelings, and he could definitely sing out the complex emotions of "sorrow", "joy", "thought", and "forgetfulness" that this song requires to the extreme.

Because of the yelling from the assistant director, Fu Xi suppressed his anger and glanced at Gu Lanan, who had a pained expression on his face, and smiled. Forget it, even if he is dazzling now, as long as I have this song, once we get on stage, at most he'll just be a vase, how could he possibly compare to me?

Without the slightest attempt to hide his smile, Fu Xi walked confidently up to Gu Lan'an and playfully tapped her on the shoulder, before smugly asking, "Why the long face?"

"This song is too difficult, I can't sing it at all," Gu Lan'an replied, with a slightly aggrieved expression on her face.

"Is that so?" Fu Xi pretended to be concerned, took the Gu Lan An Original Songbook that was securely determined by lottery, raised an eyebrow slightly, and handed it to Gu Lan An. He wrinkled his face and said, "It is quite difficult. But since it was randomly chosen, there's no way to change it. Whether you can sing it or not, you still have to sing. You better calm down and contemplate it carefully."

"Mhmm." Gu Lan'an nodded in agreement, then turned her attention to studying the original music score in her hands.

"Lan An, did you not wear the clothes I picked for you?" Seeing how serious he looked, Fu Xi intentionally caused trouble. Although she had already received her own song for the competition in advance and had it arranged by someone else, and she had practiced it repeatedly, knowing that Gu Lan An, who wouldn't even have a chance of getting into the top three, wasn't worth a proper look, but who made him want to send him to hell, to completely ruin his chances of ever turning things around.

Speaking of this, I haven't had a chance to tell you yet." Gu Lan'an raised his head after hearing this, looking guilty at Fu Xi, with a mischievous mind. He originally thought that Fu Xi wouldn't have the face to bring up this matter, and he didn't want to waste time and energy before the competition by mentioning it proactively. However, he didn't expect this person to be shameless to such an extent. But since he brought it up now, he didn't mind giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"I actually wore the outfit you picked for me earlier, but I ran into someone on the way who persuaded me to change into a different set of clothes and cut my hair. They said that the previous image wouldn't be suitable for the competition. I wanted to find you and discuss it before changing, but I couldn't locate you, so I had no choice but to get my hair done and change clothes first. I'm sorry, Fu Xi."

"No big deal." Fu Xi's face darkened as he tried to pretend not to care, but couldn't help but grit his teeth and ask, "Who told you to change it?" They dared to ruin his good fortune!

"I don't know, but people call him the King Zhaotian," Gu Lan'an's eyes flashed with a hint of calculation. In her previous life, Fu Xi had a similar fondness for Zhao Ye, and precisely because of this deep affection, when he later discovered that Zhao Ye and Zhao Ye were together, he was willing to sacrifice his own future just to be with him. Now that he said this, it not only provided himself an excuse, but also diminished Fu Xi's good impression of Zhao Ye. It was just unfair to Zhao Ye, who had once acted as a shield, resulting in one less fan."

"Zhao Ye?" Upon hearing this name, Fu Xi's complexion brightened slightly. This person had always been like a deity in his heart - it turns out he is indeed a very good person.

"Hmm, yes, yes, it's him." Gu Lan'an nodded, looking at Fu Xi. She added, by way of explaining, "Fu Xi, why did he say that such an appearance is not suitable for the competition? I think it looks great."