Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities - Chapter 620: No, Why Do You Have My Sister’s Photos?

Chapter 620: No, Why Do You Have My Sister’s Photos?

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Gu Yang heard a knock on the door and swiftly ended the live stream.

Feng Jue took the initiative to open the door.

Standing there was the assertive and hot-headed Gu Pei.

The two locked eyes through the doorway.

Gu Pei noticed that Feng Jue seemed a bit taller than him. He straightened his posture, trying to appear more imposing.

This guy was alone with his sister again when he wasn’t looking!

“What’s up, Pei?”

As Gu Yang approached, Gu Pei shot Feng Jue a fierce glare and stepped in front of her with a serious expression. “Sister, I know a bit about photography. Why don’t I help you with filming next time you stream?”

Gu Yang blinked. She wasn’t entirely convinced.

Feng Jue handed him the phone with a lazy grin. “Go ahead, take a shot.”

“Sounds good!”

Gu Pei retrieved his phone, stepped back, and squatted down. He instructed Gu Yang, “Stay still, look at the camera. That’s it.”

After a moment, he showed the photo to Gu Yang, raising an eyebrow. “How’s that? Only I can capture my sister’s beauty.”

Gu Yang glanced at the 50-50 full-body photo and couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

Feng Jue retrieved a full-body photo of Gu Yang from the album. It adhered to the golden ratio standard. “You’re able to capture Sister’s beauty because she’s naturally stunning.”

When the two photos were juxtaposed, the difference was clear.

Gu Pei scratched his head in embarrassment and glanced at Gu Yang. “It seems like the legs are a bit short in mine…”

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Gu Pei eyed Feng Jue suspiciously.

There were no solo photos of his sister in his album!

Feng Jue raised an eyebrow slightly. Naturally, he had plenty of pictures of his sister.

“Earlier, Ah Jue used his phone to snap a picture of me.” Gu Yang didn’t want to reveal her relationship with Feng Jue just yet, so she made up an excuse and changed the subject. “Weren’t you gaming? Why are you tuning into my live stream again?”

Gu Pei had only just returned home and had shut himself in to play games.

Gu Pei wasn’t the only one caught up in gaming. Among the boys of Class One, gaming and game discussions became more frequent, especially with the finals of the Legend of Gods National Competition looming.

“Is this on Grape app for streaming games? I noticed it was live, so I decided to check it out.”

Gu Pei’s “Whale Explosion” account, being Yangyang’s sole follower, attracted attention. Yangyang’s fans, aware of the familial connection, followed “Whale Explosion” in droves.

Leveraging Gu Yang’s popularity, Gu Pei amassed a following and became a recognized gaming streamer on Grape app. Though he didn’t draw large crowds to watch him play, the sight of hundreds of thousands of viewers during each live stream exhilarated Gu Pei.

Concerned about his image, he couldn’t afford to falter in front of such a massive audience.

Within half a day of Gu Yang’s live stream, her new piano piece, “Light Dream,” had spread across all major video platforms. Comments flooded in praising its soothing and melodious qualities.

Ji Minghui shared the piece in the “Chinese Psychological Association” WeChat group to initiate a discussion on its potential effectiveness for anxiety patients. Interestingly, such discussions had been ongoing even before Gu Yang joined the group.

Previous piano pieces she had played had been supported by ample experimental data, proving their efficacy for individuals with depression and irritability disorders.

Despite being the subject of discussion, Gu Yang refrained from actively participating and only occasionally kept an eye on the conversations.

The following day at school, Gu Yang was surprised to hear her piano piece being played on the school radio. This was unprecedented, as the radio typically aired popular songs, with hardly any pure piano performances.