Why bother writing songs? Fast forward to the "Don't Laugh Challenge"

The first thing that comes to mind is Zhou Yumeng's signature voice, singing in a powerful, Western style with a timbre similar to that of an old record player.

"My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I"

I don't know why the tea is getting colder and colder.
"got out of bed at all"

I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.
“The morning rain clouds up my window”

The morning mist obscured my window.
"and I can't see at all"

I can't see it at all.

Combined with extremely heavy drumbeats and rain sound effects, it gives the feeling of walking in the rain, and of course, it also reveals a chilling feeling.

It can get you hooked in no time.

Actually, in the beginning of this song, Zhou Yumeng didn't use any particularly sophisticated or technically demanding singing techniques.

It doesn't even require much skill.

However, it is precisely this narrative singing style that can instantly draw people into that scene.

A person walks alone in the rain, opening the prologue of a book called 'Tragedy'—it's not a good story anyway.

A feeling of regret.

Xiao Zhongge could also tell from the intro.

This is a rap song!
Boom——

With a clap of thunder, Xia Shen's voice appeared, confirming Xiao Zhongge's guess; it was indeed a rap song.

However, unlike previous rap music, the biggest difference lies in its lyrics.

If translated into Chinese, the first sentence would be: Dear SkyIndeep, I wrote to you, but you still haven't replied.
A classic letter-opening approach.

Xia Shen sang in her own voice, but from another person's perspective, reading a letter sent to herself.

"Dear Xia Shen, I left my address, name, and phone number at the end of the letter. I sent two letters in the fall, but you probably didn't receive them."

I think it might be a mistake by the post office or somewhere else, because I sometimes write the address very carelessly.

Whatever, who cares? How have you been lately? How's your girlfriend?

My girlfriend is pregnant, I'm going to be a dad! Hey, if it's a girl, guess what I'll call her? I'll name her Bonnie!
I also read about the criticism you faced in the early stages of your business, and it saddened me. Then, a friend of mine committed suicide because a prostitute dumped him.

I know you probably hear this every day and aren't very interested in my story, but I'm your number one fan.

I even have the underground music you and Tian Min made together. I also asked a friend to buy me your full Chinese album, which cost me most of my money, only to find out in the end that it was a pirated copy, hahaha.

In short, my room is covered in your posters and photos, and I fucking love your songs and those of Chinese singer Song Anqi—they're awesome.

The letter begins with a light and hopeful tone, suggesting that although life is tough, the author has not lost faith and hope in life and is continuing to move forward.

Soon, after another chorus, Xia Shen sang something different this time.

In short, the content took a sharp turn for the worse. "Dear SkyIndeep, you still haven't replied to me. I hope you'll have a chance to reply."

I'm not angry, I just think it's awful that you don't reply to your fans.

If you don't want to reply to my letters, you can ignore them, but at least you should sign your name for Matthew. He's my little brother, only six years old. We waited for you for six hours in the cold wind, waiting for the postman to come, and then asked him, "Did you receive any mail for us today?"
But the postman only said no, hey, no.

That little guy idolizes you; he wants to be like you. He likes you even more than I do.

I'm not that angry. I just feel that, look, we have things in common, but your behavior makes me feel like we don't have that much in common anymore.

My life has become increasingly miserable lately, but it doesn't matter. I've actually gotten used to it because I've never known who my father is. My mother was a prostitute who would bring all sorts of people home to do her business. I grew up in that environment until she killed her customer because she was short $5 in prostitution fees.

But I don't feel like she abandoned me, because she was saving money for my medical expenses when I was sick. She loved me, she saved me, and I will always love her.

I see myself in your songs and find hope in them.

In the second paragraph, Xia Shen's emotions begin to change, and his tone rises slightly, carrying a hint of resentment.

The story depicts the daily life of a young man named Mistan, told from the perspective of letters he writes to an idol.

The background noise also repeats the sound of writing.

Until that sentence
"Because only your songs can help me get through my low points, I even tattooed your name on my chest. See, everything you say is the truth. I respect you because you will tell the truth. You must reply. I am the most loyal fan you can never lose."

Your sincere friend, Mistan.

Besides, we should have been together.

Then the chorus begins, and this time Zhou Yumeng's voice carries a touch of melancholy.

The content changes starting from the third verse after the chorus ends.

Xia Shen's voice began to crackle with hysteria.

"Hey SkyIndeep, things are getting worse lately. I caught my girlfriend cheating on me! She's having an affair!"

Now I can't trust anyone but you, and no one will stand by my side anymore. But even you ignore me. You don't reply to my messages. Hey, listen to this—that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk.

Then, a scream was heard in the background.

"I won't slit her throat, I'll just tie her up, because suffocating would be more painful for her, and she'd die soon enough. Okay, time to go, I'm on the bridge now. Oh damn, I forgot. How am I supposed to mail the tape recorder?"

Shit! I was just about to go to the bridge when I heard the news—some damn man is trying to harm you! I can't tolerate this happening. I'll eliminate anything that's detrimental to you. Let me do something for you before I leave.

Finally, Xia Shen wrote a reply in his own words.

"Hey, dear Stan, I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to properly read all the letters from my fans, including yours. They're still piling up. It's not that I'm ignoring you, it's just that it's not the right time yet. My original plan was to reply after I got back home via international mail, but it seems I've missed something."

I think if I had replied to you sooner, perhaps there would have been a chance to prevent a tragedy from happening, instead of the current situation where so many things no one wanted to see have occurred. I feel sad about this.

First of all, you're right. The police told me that the streamer really wanted to find someone to teach me a lesson, and you stopped him from doing so. But I don't want you to end your life this way. Do you know how shocked and heartbroken I was when I found out about this?

This is a song written for you, Stan, Mistan, and also a song written for all the fans. (End of Chapter)