Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

"Could it be because I lost my power that I misread it?" Thinking this, Zhou Huan rubbed his eyes and looked again, but found that it was still the same.

"grass!"

Zhou Huan cursed under his breath and moved closer, determined to find a way to correct Zhou Yuan's bad habit.

As Zhou Yuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief and say goodbye after taking Yinzhi off the star raft, he saw Zhou Huan walking towards him in the dim light.

"Damn it!" he couldn't help but curse out loud.

As expected... Upon hearing this, Yinzhi's gaze sharpened even further.

Zhou Huan chuckled and waved to the two of them: "Hello."

"Hello, handsome sir. Are you familiar with Chunmei?" Upon seeing Zhou Huan, Yinzhi instinctively bowed.

Zhou Huan glanced at Yinzhi sideways.

So it's the Pure Beauty guy... This scent belongs to the Pure Beauty Knights. What does he want?

Thinking of Zhou Yuanchun's identity as the envoy, Zhou Huan suddenly understood.

Could it be a mutual attraction between Chunmei's destinies? Even if that's the case, it's still not acceptable! I'm still counting on Xiaoyuan to carry on the family line.

So Zhou Huan said in an annoyed tone:

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing."

“...Is that so? Okay.” Yinzhi clenched his fist and then relaxed it. He did not force the other party to understand Chunmei.

He always had a premonition: if he took action, he would die, and die a horrible death.

"Another one. The Immortal Ship is truly full of hidden talents." Thinking this, Yinzhi silently took a step back and stopped talking.

"Damn it, you two keep talking..." Zhou Yuan swallowed hard, watching Yinzhi retreat and Zhou Huan's strange gaze turn to him, sending chills down his spine.

"Now that you've arrived at the Immortal Ship, I'll be leaving," Zhou Yuan said, unable to withstand the pressure from the two of them any longer, and quickly bid farewell to Yinzhi.

"Gentlemen, I have to go to work now. Please make yourselves at home."

As he spoke, he strode away, but Zhou Huan followed him. Yinzhi thought for a few seconds and then followed suit.

"Hey buddy, what do you do for a living?" Zhou Huan asked. "Can I watch you from the sidelines?"

"...The composition and arrangement are still under wraps." Zhou Yuan frowned and stopped in his tracks.

Why are you following me?

"I'm sorry to have disturbed you." Seeing Zhou Yuan's obvious displeasure, Yinzhi bowed and apologized before taking the initiative to leave.

But Zhou Huan was thick-skinned; he still stood there with a smile on his face.

"I've found a fun place. I wonder if Brother Zhou Yuan would like to go there with me after get off work?"

"Where?" Zhou Yuan asked.

"Hehe, that place is called Xianzhou Foot Bath." Zhou Huan gave Zhou Yuan a knowing look.

Zhou Huan had already come up with a solution: let Zhou Yuan experience the pleasures of a woman as soon as possible! That way, he would find that men are just as uninteresting, after all, they're born without a hole!

Foot bath... Could it be that kind of place? Zhou Yuan's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't think too much about it and nodded.

"Yes, we can go take a look."

Zhou Yuan believed that for someone like Zhou Huan, the first priority was to agree to his request and get rid of him.

"That's great." Zhou Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

If she agrees, it means Xiaoyuan isn't opposed to it, and there's still a chance!

I need to prepare properly... Thinking this, Zhou Huan didn't linger and waved her phone at Zhou Yuan.

"We'll contact you then."

"Contact me, you son of a bitch..." Zhou Yuan smiled and nodded, watching Zhou Huan walk out of his sight step by step.

Damn it, run!

Zhou Yuan even used his destiny power, and in just a few minutes he ran to the crew's office area.

Returning the key to the Star Chariot, Zhou Yuan sharpened his knife, and without informing Fu Xuan, went straight into the soundproof room to prepare for his composition work.

Upon seeing someone push the door open and enter, the young composer initially looked displeased, but then he laughed.

"Oh, I thought you ran away."

Zhou Yuan ignored him, looked around, and Huang Guangshi's memories quietly surfaced. In a short time, he made the best choice of musical instrument.

Considering that the story of the First Emperor takes place on a planet, Zhou Yuan chose the guzheng as the main melody for the arrangement, and used the flute as an embellishment.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yuan skillfully walked into the recording studio, turned on the equipment, and sat down in front of the guzheng.

"What are you doing? The Grand Diviner has already assigned us the task of composing, and we've already completed most of it!" the young composer sneered.

"Really? Let me hear it." Huang Guangshi is a senior after all, so she should give the junior a chance to show his abilities.

So Zhou Yuan immediately put on his headphones and listened to the melody they had composed.

“...Yes, but not enough.” After listening, Zhou Yuan shook his head.

“If we follow your ideas, I would add a set of chime bells to make it more grand and magnificent... but let’s stick to my design.”

With that, Zhou Yuan walked into the recording area and started operating the equipment.

"you......!"

The young composer pointed at Zhou Yuan through the glass, his hands trembling with anger. He had always had a smooth career since entering the industry and had never been treated like this before, causing him to lose his composure.

"Let's go find the Grand Diviner! Let him do it by himself!" With that, he angrily dragged everyone away from the soundproof room.

A dozen minutes later, they brought Fu Xuan in.

"Fu Taibu, you've arrived." Zhou Yuan nodded to Fu Xuan.

"I heard you've decided to get involved in composing?"

"Okay, just a moment, the first version will be finished in a bit," Zhou Yuan said with a faint smile.

He overestimated the difficulty of composing, or rather underestimated Huang Guangshi's ability. Completing the composition of a song does not take much time at all; he can even spend more time composing and selecting the best version.

“My Lord, I’m not exaggerating,” the young composer glared at Zhou Yuan irritably, “this man is just here to cause trouble. He only got back here a dozen minutes ago, there’s simply not enough time!”

"If we let him continue to act recklessly, we won't be able to finish producing the ending theme song! If that affects the release of the series, no one can afford to take the blame."

Upon hearing these words, which sounded almost threatening, Fu Xuan looked at the young composer with displeasure.

"Since Zhou Yuan is confident, I will give him this opportunity... If any of you still have objections, please leave now."

"I will bear all the consequences arising from this."

Once these words were spoken, no matter how much displeasure the composer felt, he could only swallow them back.

The scene fell silent.

Thirty minutes passed, and Zhou Yuan took off his headphones and nodded to Fu Xuan.

"That's enough, Fu Taibu. Would you like to come and listen?"

Fu Xuan agreed, took the headphones, put them on, and pressed the play button.

The stirring sound of the guzheng immediately rang out and began to drift leisurely, making Fu Xuan feel as if he were on a battlefield.

With the addition of the flute music, the battlefield shifted, and a struggle for supremacy began...

Fu Xuan knew the lyrics, so when he listened to the song, he couldn't help but think of the lyrics.

"It's such a perfect match." As the song ended, Fu Xuan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, his gaze towards Zhou Yuan filled with more respect.

Whether it's his own abilities or the effects of the strange artifacts he relies on, it shows that he is very strong, and the strong deserve respect... So why is he a lecher?

Thinking back to what had happened earlier, and Zhou Yuan's occasional glances at his white-stockinged legs, Fu Xuan sighed inwardly:

"...Whatever, nothing's happened yet..."