The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Su Ran naturally refused.

"She doesn't act," she replied.

Having a "ghostly voice" persona is enough for me in the entertainment industry.

Then I took the phone and looked at it carefully again.

She felt she needed to prepare two mobile phones.

Through her endorsement of the skin-nourishing pills, the perceptive Zhu Hong had already guessed that she and Su Ran were the same person, but Zhu Hong was a righteous person and never brought it up herself.

While she was coordinating work with Zhu Hong, she overheard Zhu Hong muttering to herself, "A female knight-errant, excelling in both literature and sports." Only then did she realize that Zhu Hong must have known something.

The other person who knew both Guiyin and Su Ran was Gu Cai.

But he's a bit slow. He's been busy with work since the start of the semester and hasn't even stepped into the school yet. He still hasn't realized what's happening.

Director Yu got anxious and called directly.

"Ghost Sound, do me a favor and try to persuade Su Ran."

"Don't try to persuade her, she won't film. What right do you have to ask me for help? I still hold a grudge."

"Hehe, what grudge is there to hold? The show has come to an end, the champion has been decided, and there's only one last live gala left. All the contestants will be invited to perform on stage, which will also give the eliminated contestants another chance to be exposed."

Upon hearing that there would be another live broadcast of the gala, Su Ran raised an eyebrow.

Will Shi An come?

"Shi An? Who is he? Anyway, I had invitations sent to all the contestants."

How could he possibly remember all those eliminated contestants?

“Just an insignificant person,” she said.

Then he hung up on Director Yu.

Director Yu stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up.

"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Director Yu rested his chin on his hand, and began to scheme again.

"How about I go to Qingcheng Conservatory of Music?"

Su Ran and Gui Yin are both so stubborn.

The Qingcheng Conservatory of Music covers a vast area, with numerous small opera houses and music theaters, demonstrating that Anjia has invested a considerable amount of money in it.

From the Moon Princess Building, the girls' dormitory, to the vocal music department classroom, you need to ride a shared electric scooter on campus.

At nine o'clock that morning, the Department of Music started its first year of high school. After finishing breakfast, Su Ran took her books and computer to the classroom, where a few students had already arrived.

Not long after everyone had arrived, Teacher Qi pushed open the door and walked in. He was still dressed simply, but his expression was more serious than when they first met.

Unlike her classmates, Su Ran had never studied music theory. So when Teacher Qi said she was going to test everyone's pitch and range, Su Ran sat upright in the back, watching her classmates confidently and proudly show off their singing voices. Only she knew how nervous she felt.

They all used bel canto.

The pronunciation of pop songs and bel canto are different. When Su Ran was in the countryside, she sang some local folk songs and popular songs that her classmates passed down by word of mouth. She had heard of bel canto singing, but in that barren place in the countryside, such a fashionable voice was too high-profile.

One of the female students didn't get the pitch right and was scolded by Teacher Qi.

"Didn't you say your voice could reach C1 to A2 in the small octave for the school's music theory exam? How did it get so bad?"

The female student apologized, "I'm sorry, teacher. I ate spicy hot pot and ice cream last night, and my throat is sore."

She should have said something, because her words only made Teacher Qi angrier, and he slammed his hand on the piano, making it explode loudly.

"What's the use of apologizing to me? You're only apologizing to yourself! What are you doing here? Are you just wasting your time? You can't even protect your voice properly, what kind of classes are you going to attend?!"

"I'm sorry, teacher." She was almost in tears from being scolded.

"Get out of here, seeing you hurts my heart."

The girl could only wipe away her tears and silently sit back down in her original seat.

"Su Ran," Qi Tianlei called out abruptly.

"Here." Su Ran stood up immediately.

All eyes then fell on her.

Su Ran coughed. It's just a test of vocal range and pitch; there shouldn't be any problems, right?

Teacher Qi pressed a key on the piano.

Like the students before her, Su Ran exclaimed "Ah!"

Teacher Qi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and then she pressed the next button.

"Ah~"

Press one more time, this time the volume is a little higher.

"Ah~"

They changed to another one, and it was even higher than the last one.

"Ah~"

Immediately afterwards, as if he had made up his mind, he pressed down hard on the piano.

"Ah~"

Unbeknownst to Su Ran, as her voice grew louder, the group of classmates behind her also gaped in astonishment.

Teacher Qi asked, "Do you think this vocal range can go any higher?"

“Yes,” she replied without hesitation. In the past, when she faced the mountains, she could sing even higher notes.

Teacher Qi's face finally showed a hint of excitement.

"Demonstrate your voice from low to high, just like you did just now."

"Oh."

"Ah~ ah~ ah~ ah~ ah..." From low to high, Su Ran even took the opportunity to play a game of going from high to low, going back and forth with ease.

"Not bad, not bad." Qi Tianlei's serious expression vanished this time, replaced by a wide, beaming smile that made him look quite kind.

"Your low and high registers are perfect, the only problem is your intonation. If you can learn various singing styles and master Italian, Russian, French, and German, then those classic songs will not be difficult for you."

It was rare to hear Teacher Qi Tianlei praise someone like this, so the students stood there without daring to speak, afraid that if they made a sound, Teacher Qi would use them as a comparison to Su Ran.

How can there be such a terrifying person as Su Ran in this world?

Only Su Ran was bewildered by the praise, but she breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, she had finally passed this test. Teacher Qi's angry appearance was quite frightening.

She thought of what Teacher Qi had said about Russian, Italian, French, German, and so on. Did the teacher have such high expectations for her?

Before coming, she researched that there are three types of vocal music: bel canto, folk singing, and popular singing. She only wanted to sing popular music.

But clearly, Teacher Qi didn't think that way.

After the lesson was finished, Teacher Qi called her over.

"Your voice has great potential, but your foundation is too weak. They say that if you want to grow quickly, you should practice what you're doing. This is a performance class for second-year students in the musical theatre department. I've already spoken to the teachers there, and you can sit in on it and experience the charm of musical theatre. It will be helpful to you."

Su Ran accepted the gift with a flattered expression, saying, "Thank you, teacher."

"Go for it, Su Ran, I have high hopes for you." Teacher Qi patted her on the shoulder.

In a daze, she suddenly thought of another mentor, Teacher Gao, who used her own salary to pay her tuition in the countryside because she didn't have money, and even lied to her that it was her scholarship.

He secretly paid her tuition for two years.

I only found out about this because I overheard other teachers talking about it as a joke.

He was even more upset than he was when he saw that his college application had been maliciously changed.

He kept urging her to retake the exam, but she had already received too much kindness from him, and Teacher Gao's family was not well-off. She couldn't continue to shamelessly ask for more.

Now that she's in college, he should be very happy to know.

She had been waiting until classes officially started before she could share the good news with Teacher Gao.

I returned to the dormitory at noon.

Su Ran dialed the number she had always memorized.

After a while, the call was connected.

She smiled broadly, wanting to tell Teacher Gao that today was her first day of class, and that the teachers were just as kind to her as he was.

"Hello? Who is this?" It wasn't Teacher Gao's voice.

"Hello, is Professor Gao here?"

"Teacher Gao?" The man seemed somewhat surprised.

"Teacher Gao has been dead for almost a month, didn't you know?"

buzzing-

Su Ran felt as if a nerve in her head was making a sharp cracking sound.

"Teacher Gao is too stubborn because of his age. Last time after class, he happened to run into the person who changed his student's college application. He couldn't help but say a few words to seek justice for his student. Unexpectedly, he was pushed by that young man named Zhou Chi."

That push sent him tumbling into the ditch, and he was killed. Now, only this phone is still functional; we'll sell it for a few bucks to help support our family.

Her burning heart gradually cooled down, so much so that Su Ran's teeth chattered, her hands and feet turned cold, and her body trembled.