某公司录音棚.
After recording a song, Gu Wangchao walked out, his indistinguishable face showing a calm expression.
Someone approached him, seeing him, slightly pulling at the corner of their lips, "Isn't this Mr. Gu? How come you're here borrowing the recording studio?"
The man was taller and blocked Gu Wangchao's path, looking him up and down.
The young man had a face that was hard to categorize as male or female, a breathtaking beauty. If he pursued an idol career, he'd have a massive fan base. His frame was slender but not weak.
He possessed excellent looks, exceptional talent, an incredible voice, and even a Film Emperor as an older brother.
All of this drove Wei Chuan mad with jealousy.
"I heard your brother's company has top-notch recording equipment. Why not record there and let your brother help promote your album, giving you a few movie soundtrack resources?"
Gu Wangchao lifted his eyes to look at him, his expression cold, "A good dog won't block the way."
Wei Chuan: "!"
