Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities
Chapter 619 - 619: He Wanted to Hide It

Chapter 619: He Wanted to Hide It

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

There were too many comments, and they were scrolling by quickly. Gu Yang couldn’t possibly read them all.

Fortunately, Feng Jue had devised a program to identify the most frequently mentioned keywords, allowing Gu Yang to select which questions to address.

“The title of the new song?” Gu Yang pondered for a moment before answering, “Let’s call it Light Dream. The Freedom Flower, light as a dream. I composed this song during my third year of high school. I hope it can help alleviate everyone’s stress and bring relaxation.”

[It’s incredibly soothing. I love it.]

[The host truly is a little fairy. I’ve been stressed out over Year Three exams, but this song helps me feel much better]

[I’ve been on anti-anxiety medication for a while, but Qingmeng still doesn’t sit right with me.]

Ever since the Chinese Psychological Association certified that Yangyang’s music had therapeutic effects on depression, anxiety disorders, and other mental illnesses, many hospitals across the country recommended her music to patients.

As a result, there were numerous patients in Yangyang’s fan club.

[Little Fairy Yangyang, are you gearing up for the college entrance exams? Which university are you aiming for? I’ll try to apply there too, or at least in the same city]

[It must be one of the top ones.]

[Good lord, don’t do it. It’s already difficult to get into a university in the capital.]

Gu Yang had her fair share of fans and anti-fans. The latter took the opportunity to throw cold water on her.

[Haha, maybe she’s going overseas? Didn’t a few Royal Academy of Music send her invitations overseas?]

[Someone from a wealthy family like hers probably doesn’t care about domestic universities and wants to study abroad. She might become a foreigner in a few years.]

Not long after the anti-fans began their tirade, Feng Jue stepped in to remove them from the live-stream.

The old fans were thrilled to see the familiar ID “Xixi Chengyu.”

[The Almighty Kicks People Quickly]

Gu Yang glanced up at Feng Jue behind the camera and grinned. “Thanks, Xixi.”

Feng Jue’s eyes sparkled as she returned the smile. Meanwhile, a flurry of “cosmic warship” rewards floated across the screen, followed by a stream of bullet comments with flashy special effects.

Xixi: [No need to thank me, Sister~]

The live broadcast room erupted once again with cries of “Rich Man.”

Gu Yang responded earnestly, “I’ll always be Chinese. If all goes according to plan, I’ll head to the capital for my studies.”

[By the way, did the goddess hire a photographer this time? The live stream looks different from before.]

In the past, Gu Yang had simply propped up his phone for live streaming, but now there were cameras positioned both near and far, making a noticeable difference.

Gu Yang glanced at Feng Jue and nodded with a smile.

[The photographer captured some excellent shots. The goddess should treat him to a chicken drumstick.]

[I recorded the entire stream. While every shot is great, why didn’t the photographer zoom in on Little Fairy Yangyang’s face while she was playing the piano?!]

[That’s right, that’s right. Almost all of them are close-ups of her back and fingers. There are so few side profiles. Are we not worthy?]

Gu Yang couldn’t help but steal another glance at Feng Jue.

Feng Jue blinked innocently and spoke gently, “Sister, I didn’t mean to.”

He totally meant to.

His sister was so stunning that he wanted her all to himself.

[!!! Damn, the photographer’s voice is so smooth!]

[Little Fairy Yangyang seems to be streaming from home. Is this her brother?]

[I need to see his face!]

[Wait, what? Is that the sound of a “whale explosion”? It doesn’t sound like it, though.]

In that moment, a flurry of gifts floated across the live stream, including a “cosmic battleship” worth 5,000 yuan.

Whale Explosion: [I’m my sister’s one and only brother!]

Just then, there came a knock on the door of the piano room.