Chapter 157: Evolving into a Body Pillow

"You are not a singer, nor do you have any intention of pursuing a career in that direction. Taking the stage is entirely optional for you. Xiao Jingxuan simply felt that he didn't want to make you work so hard..." Leng Lu bit her lip, suddenly feeling that the great deity wasn't even trying to hide things anymore. Could something have happened between the two of them?

"Anyway, the television drama starring both of you is about to premiere, and the explosion in popularity will be the same then. It's better not to manufacture topics right now, so as to avoid people making an issue out of it." Leng Lu remarked, assuming this was Xiao Jingxuan's train of thought, and she agreed with it wholeheartedly.

"Oh!" Chu Luoxi nodded in understanding.

Lan Lun had once asked her whether she wanted to develop a career in the music industry because he happened to discover that Chu Luoxi possessed exceptional vocal conditions.

The entrance examinations for the Imperial Academy of Performing Arts included vocal music, and it accounted for a very high proportion of the score. Therefore, artists graduating from the school were by no means inferior to professional singers. However, regardless of her past or present life, Chu Luoxi had never been all that interested in this field, finding it rather exhausting, so she had explicitly refused and focused entirely on filming the television and film projects she wanted to do.

Although Lan Lun felt a twinge of regret, he kept his promise and did not interfere with her decision. Not becoming a singer and not releasing albums did not mean she could never sing. Perhaps when the right time came, letting Chu Luoxi sing the theme song for a television drama was entirely possible!

Chu Luoxi had attended quite a few concerts in the past, and the fans on site were always wildly enthusiastic. However, she had never been to a concert with a hundred thousand fans before. The fiery atmosphere and overwhelming momentum were simply beyond prior imagination.

Singing and acting truly had many differences. A live stage allowed one to directly feel the fans' support and passion, whereas actors used the screen as a medium, making such visceral experiences much rarer.

It was no wonder so many actors excelled at singing after acting. That dazzling starlight and the intoxicating feeling of being the center of attention of thousands were things very few people could resist.

Watching Xiao Jingxuan shine brilliantly beneath the multicolored spotlights, radiating a crystal radiance as if the entire galaxy of stars in the sky had become mere foil to him—between heaven and earth, he alone remained the brightest luminescent body, gathering all brilliance unto himself, captivating everyone's gaze at every single moment, transcendent in his elegance and peerless in his generation.

The empty, echoing sound reverberating in her ears felt as though it had traversed time and space, seeming both very close and yet extremely far away. At that exact moment, Chu Luoxi felt that this man was actually very far away from her indeed.

However, a feeling was just a feeling. Chu Luoxi would not let this generate any thoughts of him being out of reach or the notion that she should let go. If it were truly impossible, she would not have agreed in the first place.

Besides, in October, Beijing was already deep into late autumn. Yet Xiao Jingxuan's brilliance and the fans' frenzy repeatedly shattered the clouds and tore through the skies inside the Beijing Gymnasium. The atmosphere on site was burning like fire, and the temperature soared, leaving everyone drenched in sweat.

Not to mention the others, even Chu Luoxi, who had quietly watched the entire way, shed a fair amount of sweat. That feeling left her body slightly dehydrated and drained. It was genuinely hard to imagine how the fans managed to persevere through two full hours.

Of course, for the fans, the word "persevere" shouldn't be used here. They were entirely caught up in the madness and thrill; how could they possibly have any spare thought about whether they were dehydrated or not?

"I say, Senior, you must never hold a concert in the summer again, otherwise a lot of fans are bound to suffer from heatstroke," Chu Luoxi teased as she sat beside Xiao Jingxuan, a faint, distinctive fragrance of a recent bath lingering near the tip of her nose. It seemed the great deity acted remarkably fast; he had actually taken a shower already. Wasn't he tired?

It would be a wonder if he wasn't tired. Xiao Jingxuan was bone-tired from the bottom of his heart, sprawling completely relaxed across the sofa, squinting slightly to catch his breath. After tossing and turning for two hours, even the best physical stamina would struggle to hold out. Something like a solo concert really wasn't a job for ordinary humans.

Seeing Chu Luoxi walk over, Xiao Jingxuan shamelessly seized the opportunity. With a turn of his head, he rested it right in Chu Luoxi's lap, rubbed against it comfortably, and closed his eyes with an expression of utter satisfaction to rest. "Mhm, I'm exhausted. I'll be doing less of this in the future."

"Doing"? Chu Luoxi was left somewhat amused and exasperated. She looked down at the great deity's self-assertiveness. So the original intention of holding a solo concert was just for "playing around"?

Yet, looking at how things turned out later in her previous life, the great deity indeed rarely held concerts. Right up until his retirement, one could probably count them on one hand. As time went on, the situation became far more than just "packed houses"—tickets were worth a thousand pieces of gold and virtually impossible to acquire even with money. Many fans harbored a lifelong regret of never getting to see one of Xiao Jingxuan's concerts in person during their lifetime. From this, one could tell just how rare it was.

Someone had once claimed this was the boutique route taken by Scenery Entertainment and the great deity himself, operating on the principle that scarcity makes something precious. But looking at it now, it was very likely that the great deity simply found it too tiring and didn't want to go through the trouble...

Realizing the truth, Chu Luoxi broke out in a cold sweat of speechless amazement. Sure enough, rumors were completely unreliable!

Although they had taken a car home halfway through, Chu Luoxi was still forced to serve as a pillow for the entire night. Initially, only her leg had been requisitioned, but who could have known that when Chu Luoxi woke up the next morning, she would astonishingly find herself transformed into a body pillow as well, held tightly and securely in the great deity's arms.

Speechlessly staring at the ceiling in a daze for quite a while, Chu Luoxi crept out with light steps, swiftly prepared a simple breakfast, and without even having time to eat herself, rushed hurriedly toward the airport.

The production crew had agreed to head to the designated outdoor filming location today, and she couldn't afford to be late.

Chu Luoxi had no idea that five seconds after she left the dorm room, the door opened silently. The moment Xiao Jingxuan came out, his eyes landed instantly on the breakfast table, and the corners of his lips immediately curled into a perfect smile.

However, upon reading the sticky note, his brow furrowed slightly. She went to Yunnan? So far away?

Being picked up halfway by Lan Lun didn't come as a surprise to Chu Luoxi, but seeing Bai Yufei in the car caught her off guard. Moreover, judging by the situation, Bai Yufei was going to fly with their production crew? Uh, honestly, this was the first time she had ever seen such a dedicated investor who personally supervised the entire process from start to finish? Just how much free time did the president of the Bai Group actually have?

"Tell me, what on earth is your relationship with the Heavenly King Xiao? Your behavior is way too obvious!" Bai Lingxiang looked scornfully at Chu Luoxi, who happily collected used ticket stubs the moment they reunited, and couldn't help muttering inwardly.

"Whether you hand them over early or late, aren't they going to be given eventually? You guys promised you'd return them to me." Chu Luoxi remained unconcerned, her expression utterly calm. After faking composure so many times, she had simply gotten used to it.

"Pfft, Xiangxiang, you wouldn't understand. Those of us from the Imperial Academy of Performing Arts are practically all Senior Xiao's admirers, so don't go getting jealous..." Zhu Xueshuang once again came to Chu Luoxi's rescue. Sensing something was up, she secretly felt that she ought to interrogate this girl properly. Usually at school, she had never seen her act this fanatical.

Hearing this, Bai Lingxiang ungracefully rolled her eyes. What was she supposed to be jealous of? Jealous that they went to the same school as Heavenly King Xiao? Damn it, what she wanted to figure out was whether there was that kind of relationship between Chu Luoxi and Heavenly King Xiao that she had in mind!