The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448: Behind-the-scenes mastermind, the teacher found for Alian_1

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Logically speaking, there are no secrets in the circle.

The word and music composer and arranger behind Yan Lu really just came out of nowhere; looking back, there’s no similar style to be found.

Nowadays, with hip-hop and rap prevailing, there are only so many people in the traditional music circle.

The agent suspected it was a couple of top-tier artists who created alternate accounts to pave the way for Yan Lu, but no matter how long they investigated, they couldn’t match these two with any known lyricist or music arranger in the circle.

It’s as if these two really did come into existence just for Yan Lu.

Other than hanging their names on Yan Lu’s new releases, almost nothing is known about them in the circle—not their gender, not their age, nothing.

The production quality of each of Yan Lu’s songs is top-notch, as well—the flute, pipa, and guzheng sounds…

Taken individually, each would be worth listening to on repeat. It’s simple why Yan Lu’s third song immediately blew up: from the lyrics to the music, to the arrangement, to the singer, everyone involved seems like an expert.

But oddly, no leads could be found. They didn’t even know where Yan Lu recorded the songs.

To say Yan Lu doesn’t have a powerful backer seems baffling, yet to say Yan Lu does—well, she hasn’t even landed any global endorsements yet, save for a single new product: “Solid Foundation Paste.”

Neither An Qi nor Man Xi was interested in it.

“First, her ambiguous history with CEO Liu was all over the place, and there was no talk in the circle of her being particularly close to anyone,” the agent shook his head. Yan Lu’s background was easy to check.

These past few months An Qi didn’t dare to act rashly, but Yan Lu hasn’t made any significant moves besides releasing songs.

This time, not willing to be overshadowed by Yan Lu’s new song, An Qi decided he wouldn’t remain passive any longer. He lowered his head, “I understand.”

An Qi knew people at the Jiangjing Music Academy—

[Do you have a summary of your school’s performance competitions over the years?]

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Xiangcheng.

In the private room, Pu Xiaohan and others were also watching Yan Lu’s new song.

Weng Qi, sitting beside Pu Xiaohan, excitedly shared the link in the class group and put on his headphones.

“Come to your senses,” Pu Xiaohan said to Weng Qi with a smirk, “weren’t you a fan of Man Xi before? You almost got into a fight with Zhang Erbi. How come you’re a fan of Sister Lu now?”

Weng Qi had a deep memory of that “slip of the hand” incident.