Gu Yu’s at was verified, and thanks to his good looks, he had gained a rge following of fans who adored him, even though his singing and dang skills were mediocre at best.

  He didn’t ck money and only dabbled iertai circle as a hobby. This image of a genuine rich young master chasing his passion for the arts became a popur persona, heavily promoted by marketing ats, keeping him a frequent topic of versation.

  On top of that, his st livestream caused such a stir that many people had been keeping an eye on him, waiting for his big reveal.

  As a result, the moment Gu Yu started his livestream, the ptform automatically boosted his stream, and viewers quickly started p in.

  [Guan Yu Loves Zhang Fei: Look at what I’ve found! Gu Shaoye (Young Master Gu) is live! My only e to the eai industry is live, so let’s hype this up with likes and ents! Get those numbers up!]

  [Cute Bunny is a Real Loli: Liked and ented! Sitting here obediently waiting! I wonder what juicy gossip the Young Master will spill this time. I was exhausted from w overtime, but now I’m wide awake.]

  [Bloomih: Bold of you to question the Young Master’s stage presence, but how dare you question his gossip-revealing abilities! I guara’ll be jaw-dropping! Always reliable!]

  The eion exploded with colorful texts flying across the s, pletely c the livestream. Without turning off the ents, it was impossible to see what was actually happening on-s.

  Many people grumbled as they turned off the ents, sacrifig some of the fun of iion just to see the tent.

  But when the ents were turned off, the expected se didn’t appear. Instead, they were greeted by a soft, childish voice:

  “Raise both hands to the sky tute the Triple Burner, draw the bow left and right as if shooting an eagle… ch fists with gring eyes to increase strength, seven hops behind the back to cure all ailments.”

  “Seventh Brother, that’s the t. es the moves—you have to follow me step by step.”

  “Alright, but Yao Yao, go a little slower. Seventh Brht not keep up,” Gu Yu replied, his focus pletely on learning every move carefully.

  He knew he wasn’t good at dang, but this was just some simple exercises—how hard could it be? Determined, he mimicked the movements early.

  However, on-s, his as looked anything but graceful. His rigid movements were as stiff as a corpse, and just his opening stance was enough to stop a dozen taxis iracks.

  The viewers in the livestream, who came for juicy gossip, were left speechless. Food ten seds, the eion froze in silehen the floodgates burst, and ents rolled in even faster.

  [What in the world did I do to deserve this first thing in the m? My eyes are bleeding.]

  [Why the sudden ge in livestream style? And what’s with these moves? They look exactly like what my grandpa does during his m exercise routine.]

  [Bingo! What you’re watg is Baduanjin! Isn’t it the cssic exercise for the elderly to maintaih?]

  Oneone poi out, the livestream fell pletely silent again. Everyone had rushed in with high expectations, only to witness… this?

  Was Gu Yu’s eai industry clout gone?

  Or was he pnning to leave the industry to focus oh and wellness?

  When someone floated the idea that he might be retiring, the viewers couldn’t help but think it usible. After all, who else in the celebrity wets up at 7 a.m. to practice health routines?

  Perhaps other celebrities were tied down by tracts or couldn’t afford the hefty penalties for breach of tract. But Gu Yu? With his family’s billions, he could buy out the entire pany if he wao. Would he care about some petty penalties?

  The more they thought about it, the more they felt their suspis were correct. And then, someone couldn’t hold bay longer:

  [Bro, you ’t quit the industry! Don’t make me beg you!]

  [If the Young Master leaves, how am I supposed to find out about all the big sdals iertai world?]

  [No way! The Young Master absolutely ot quit!]

  The livestream chat spiraled into a frenzy of desperate pleas. Gu Yu, pletely engrossed in following Yao Yao’s moves, was unaware of the chaos. His silence, however, was interpreted by the viewers as tacit firmation of their fears.

  This misuanding only added fuel to the fire!

  The discussioed rapidly, and before long, hashtags like #MyOertaieGuYuQuitsTheIndustry and #GuShaoyeExitMyWhiteMoonlightFalls began trending.

  Even when a lesser-known celebrity quits, it gee signifit buzz. With someone like Gu Yu, it was no surprise that the hashtags shot straight to the top of the trending charts.

  Curious onlookers clicked on the hashtags to see what was happening. After uanding the situation, they felt a strong sense of empathy.

  But the empathy wasn’t fu Yu—it was for the gossip-loving fans who felt their only source of insider eai news was being taken away.

  It didn’t take long for the trending tag to gain the red-hot "Exploding" bel o it.

  Meanwhile, Gu Yu remained blissfully unaware of the storm brewing online. After clumsily finishing a set of Baduanjin, he felt refreshed and full of energy.

  "Wow, this really works!" He marveled at how his grogginess from the all-nighter had pletely disappeared. He felt sharp and light, as though a weight had been lifted from his body.

  “Master says if you practice every day, it even prolong your life!” Yao Yao added early.

  She remembered how her master, even after suffering severe injuries, had still been remarkably fit and full of energy thanks to his daily health routines. If not for his untimely injury, he could have easily lived past a hundred.

  “Really?!” Gu Yu’s eyes lit up at the mention of loy.

  “Yao Yao, you do another set while I record it? I’ll show it to Mom and Dad ter so they practice too,” he suggested.

  He wasn’t just thinking about sharing the bes—he also wao tease his other brothers. After all, unlike him, their only option would be to learn from a rec.

  Gu Yu, the self-procimed “ultimate schemer,” looked expetly at Yao Yao.

  “Of course!” Yao Yao nodded enthusiastically. Practig alone could get b, so she didn’t mind at all.

  “Great! I’ll go grab the phoo record.” Gu Yu, excited, rushed towards his phone. But as he prepared to switch to rec mode, his eyes actally caught the viewer t on his livestream.

  He froze in pce.

  What the hell?! Over 100,000 views?!

  All he’d done ractice a set of health exercises. How could this be more popur than his st livestream where he dropped gossip?

  Quickly, he scrolled through the eion to figure out what was happening.

  When he saw the accusations about him "quitting the industry," he was dumbfounded.

  What the—when did he say he was quitting? Why were the viewers so good at jumping to clusions?

  He never inteo retire! He’d just had insomnia, gotten up early, and wao spend time with his little sister. That was all!

  “Seventh Brother, are we starting now?” Yao Yao asked, her stance ready. She frowned slightly when there was no response and turo look at him.

  Just as Gu Yu was about to tell her they’d record ime, his phone suddenly lit up with an ining call. The name "Sister Qin" fshed promily on the s.

  It was over.

  He didn’t o guess to know why she was calling. After all, Sister Qin had said someone would be monit his livestream. She must have seeuation unfold.

  But seriously? They were watg him at seven in the m? Wasn’t that a bit too dedicated?

  Knowing he couldn’t avoid this, Gu Yu sigo Yao Yao to pause the rec. With trembling hands, he answered the call.

  Before he could even put the phoo his ear, a thunderous voice roared from the other end.

  "GU YU, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

  The voice was hoarse from just waking up, but it didn’t diminish the sheer anger behind it.

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