Chapter 549: Three Girls in the Bath

The atmosphere on stage as Yuan Wanqing sang was incredibly lively, just like the atmosphere in the dressing room at this moment.

Yan Zhusheng clung to Li Luo for a long while before they finally managed to separate, both of them breathing heavily.

Looking at Yan Zhusheng, her cheeks and lips equally flushed and vibrant, Li Luo pinched her cheek and whispered, "We should go back to the audience seats. Do you have another performance after this?"

"No more." Yan Zhusheng shook her head. "But I still have to join Mom for the final bow—I need to change into another outfit."

"Then I'll go back first?"

"Mm." Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently, but hesitated, grabbing the sleeve of Li Luo's shirt and gazing at him with pleading eyes, getting another kiss in return.

Satisfied, Yan Zhusheng saw Li Luo off from the dressing room, walking with him all the way to the end of the staff passage before stopping to watch him return to the audience side.

She then turned back toward the dressing room, where she met Xiao Wen, her personal assistant, just arriving.

"Done?" Xiao Wen, not yet twenty, had been by Yuan Wanqing's side since her return to China—now for two or three years—and was very familiar with both Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng.

Seeing Yan Zhusheng return from the end of the staff passage without Li Luo, she knew he had already gone back.

In those ten or so minutes, no one knew what the two had been doing in the dressing room.

But then…

"Zhusheng, your lips are so red—they're even swollen."

"From singing." Yan Zhusheng put on a serious little face and declared firmly.

"Alright, alright, from singing." Xiao Wen nodded with a grin, but as she followed Yan Zhusheng back into the dressing room, she couldn't help muttering under her breath, "Li Luo's got two other pretty girls around him—you've got to work harder."

"But you can sing, he writes songs—he even composed two full albums' worth of new tracks for Miss Yuan, and even wove related plotlines into his own novel."

"Don't you think you two are perfectly made for each other?"

Xiao Wen had read too many campus romance novels; as she spoke, her eyes sparkled.

After all, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng were a classic match of talent and beauty—this couple was dangerously addictive.

"And you two kissed for so long in the dressing room—your relationship must be confirmed already, right? When you get married later…"

"I'm singing. That's why." Yan Zhusheng immediately cut her off, pointing to her flushed lips and speaking with a stern little face. "Don't make up stories."

Xiao Wen: "..."

She really is stubborn.

I wonder if her lips were soft when she was kissing Li Luo just now.

Xiao Wen mentally grumbled but didn't tease Yan Zhusheng further, shifting to business: "Since you're done now, I'll call the makeup artist and stylist over—let's touch up your makeup and change your outfit before you go on stage for the closing."

"Mm." Yan Zhusheng nodded, sitting on the chair before the mirror. "Go ahead."

…

At 9:30 p. m., the first performance of Yuan Wanqing's nationwide concert tour "A Love Letter, Meeting You" in Jingzhao officially ended.

After the final song, "The Most Beautiful Expectation," Yan Zhusheng joined Yuan Wanqing on stage to thank and bid farewell to all the audience and fans.

Tonight's nine new songs—including "Lights of China," dedicated to National Day, and eight other love songs—alongside the nine tracks from Yuan Wanqing's previous album, delivered a musical feast for the fans.

When the concert ended, many felt reluctant to leave.

【When's the next concert?】

【I heard it's a nationwide tour lasting until next summer, but all tickets before the end of this year seem sold out already.】

【Damn! You guys are fast!】

【Just read the novel—Chongran updated ten chapters straight today—I call it divine!】

【He's been reborn, honestly.】

【I get it now! To make this guy update fast, we should pressure Yuan Wanqing to release a new album!】

【Bro, you understand.】

【I have to admit, this guy really has something—he writes love songs, a genre everyone's done to death, yet he still finds fresh angles.】

【A few songs felt uplifting—I really liked the one Yan Zhusheng sang, "Countdown," the lyrics were great.】

【The final song, "The Most Beautiful Expectation," was also amazing.】

【"Light-Years Away" didn't blow your mind? I felt my head would fly off while listening.】

【How did he write lyrics like "Guest"? Don't tell me his first love is already married.】

【I personally loved "Crush Is a One-Person Thing"—it perfectly captured the shy thoughts of high school crushes.】

The live stream on Tencent Video had ended; readers now crowded onto Qidian's comment section to chat and gossip.

Even several fan QQ groups for "I Am Really Not a Star" were buzzing with discussion about tonight's concert and the new album.

Of tonight's nine new songs, the most popular was naturally "Lights of China," the most fitting for National Day.

Chongran once again did not disappoint, delivering another outstanding celebratory song.

After that, among the remaining eight new tracks, the one Yuan Wanqing didn't perform live—"Countdown"—shot to the top of trending lists.

Yan Zhusheng's debut solo performance on stage was recorded and uploaded to various platforms, spreading rapidly.

Dressed in a white dress, slender and graceful, youthful and radiant, yet carrying a cool, detached aura.

Such a girl with perfect features singing such an emotionally powerful song on stage.

With the momentum of Yuan Wanqing's concert, countless people suddenly noticed Yan Zhusheng's performance.

Let's be honest—sometimes appearance is the fuel for public opinion.

LSPs never make sense.

Once Yan Zhusheng's performance clips were cut into seconds-long videos or GIFs and began circulating in QQ and WeChat groups, they exploded.

Many people didn't even know about Yuan Wanqing's concert, yet their phones already had saved clips of Yan Zhusheng's singing.

It's simply too rare to find a girl this stunning who also sings so well.

Anyone who sees her once finds it hard to resist saving her clips.

On some platforms, people even posted long essays analyzing her, suggesting that if Yan Zhusheng enters the singing industry with Chongran's new songs backing her, she might become another rising star like Yuan Wanqing.

But for Yan Zhusheng, this wasn't particularly important.

After the concert ended, the remaining tasks were handled by professionals, so Yan Zhusheng returned to the hotel with Li Luo and the others.

Because Xu Youyu had been slacking off in the hotel all afternoon, she still had to return to her own room to write in the evening.

Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi, however, went directly into Li Luo's room with him.

If only one girl had entered Li Luo's room, several parents might have thought more about it.

But since both Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng entered together, the others didn't think much of it and returned to their own rooms.

Only Li Luo's own parents, who had witnessed how their son had previously shared a bed with three girls, now had slightly complicated expressions.

"This brat…" Lin Xiuhong muttered, but was dragged into their own room by Li Guohong.

…

"Aren't you going to shower first?" Li Luo said upon entering the room and seeing Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng follow him in. "I still need to write a bit."

Today he released ten chapters totaling twenty thousand words; though for his thirty-thousand-word backlog, it was barely a drop in the ocean.

But Li Luo, accustomed to always having over thirty thousand words in reserve, wanted to rebuild his backlog to exceed thirty thousand as soon as possible.

On one hand, to maintain his rhythm; on the other, to prepare for situations like Yuan Wanqing's concert, where real-world and virtual efforts must cooperate.

"You've got a bathroom here too," Yan Zhusheng said, entering the room and pointing seriously at the bathroom door beside him. "You can shower here too."

Li Luo: "... What about clean clothes?"

"There are bathrobes," Yan Zhusheng opened the wardrobe on the other side. "You didn't use yours yesterday—there are still two left."

"I—I want to shower too," Ying Chanxi said, seeing Yan Zhusheng clearly planning to shower here, and refusing to be outdone.

At the concert, she truly hadn't been able to stand on stage and shine as freely as Yan Zhusheng, nor express her inner thoughts through lyrics.

But in everyday matters like this, Ying Chanxi wouldn't back down now—she was growing bolder by the day.

Her courage had been forged by Yan Zhusheng and Xu Youyu.

"I'll send a message to Youyu," Ying Chanxi said, pulling out her phone. "She can just bring my change of clothes over later."

"Sister, lend me one," Yan Zhusheng tugged gently on Ying Chanxi's sleeve and whispered.

"Got it, I already told Youyu."

After discussing shower arrangements in front of Li Luo, the two sisters each took a bathrobe and walked into the bathroom together.

The two, who often showered together at Bihai Lanting, now prepared to bathe together naturally, with no intention of taking turns.

Li Luo watched their backs disappear into the bathroom, expressionless but resigned.

After the bathroom door closed, Li Luo sat at his desk, his view perfectly aligned with the bathroom's frosted glass.

Though the frosted glass only revealed faint silhouettes, even this sight was a considerable test for Li Luo.

Just as Li Luo thought things would end here and tried to focus on writing, someone knocked on his door.

He startled, thinking some uncle or aunt had come to check on him.

He rushed to the door, peered through the peephole, saw Xu Youyu outside, and exhaled in relief before quickly opening it.

"You came to bring clothes, right?"

"Yep, but it's not just clothes," Xu Youyu grinned, entering the room and placing the laptop she carried onto the desk before walking to the bathroom door and knocking.

"Sister Xi, I'm here! Open up—I've got your clothes!"

"Why are you here so soon?" Ying Chanxi asked, puzzled from inside. "Didn't I say to come after you finished writing?"

"Oh, I've only got a few hundred words left—bringing them now is fine," Xu Youyu urged. "Open up!"

"Coming, coming!"

Soon, the bathroom door opened.

But Xu Youyu made no move to hand in the clothes—instead, she pushed the door open fully and stepped right in.

"Ah!" Ying Chanxi, startled by the sudden entrance, noticed Li Luo standing nearby and blushed furiously, crossing her arms over her chest and retreating quickly into the depths of the bathroom. "Sister, why did you just walk in?!"

"Since I'm here, I might as well join you too~" Xu Youyu chuckled, shutting the bathroom door behind her and emitting a sound like a lecherous woman.

Li Luo stared at the closed bathroom door, fell into thought, and silently returned to his desk.

On the frosted glass of the bathroom, three silhouettes now appeared.

And they were distinctly easy to tell apart.

The one with the longest legs and tallest stature was Yan Zhusheng.

The one whose figure stood out most when standing sideways was Xu Youyu.

The remaining one, with the most balanced and even build, was naturally Ying Chanxi.

The three girls often showered together at home in Bihai Lanting; Li Luo was used to it.

He had also seen them showering on the other side of frosted glass in hotel bathrooms before.

But now, all three girls were showering together in his own bathroom—this, it seemed, was truly the first time…

The visual impact was truly overwhelming.

So much so that Li Luo wanted to place his hands on the keyboard but remained motionless.

Only when he suddenly snapped back to reality did he realize he hadn't written a single word in over ten minutes.

He'd just been listening to the water sounds and admiring the view.

Fortunately, his backlog was large enough that it didn't matter.

But his motivation to write was gone.

After thinking it over, Li Luo simply opened his new book document and immersed himself in its setting.

He felt nothing for his old book, but for the new one, he still had passion.

Li Luo barely resisted the temptation of the frosted bathroom door and wrote a bit of the setting.

Only when he heard the bathroom door open did he lift his head again and look over.

"I remember there were only two bathrobes, right?" Li Luo asked, watching Xu Youyu walk out wearing a bathrobe. "Should I call the staff to bring another one?"

"No need." Xu Youyu shook his head. "I already got Chanxi a nightgown. The other one's fine for Zhusheng."

"Then what about you two? Don't you have nightgowns?" Li Luo's gaze settled on Xu Youyu's bathrobe, deeply suspicious whether anything else was worn underneath.

"What should we do? I don't know either." Xu Youyu grinned and leaned over to Li Luo's desk, lifting one snow-white leg and placing it atop Li Luo's thigh. "Anyway, we'll turn off the lights at night. No one can see anything, so it doesn't matter, right?"

Feeling the delicate touch on his thigh, Li Luo's breath caught: "... Haven't you finished today's update yet?"

"I'm just about to write it." Xu Youyu straddled Li Luo's lap, turning his back to him, then moved his laptop in front and opened it. "Could you please review the new book content for me, Master Chongran?"

(Chapter End)