Entertainment to the death, make a tokusatsu film that will crush the entire internet.

All the screens lit up simultaneously.

These are commemorative photos of tourists taken upon entering the venue.

Thousands of smiling faces slowly filled the giant screen of the main stage.

Each photo appears for only a fraction of a second, but everyone can find their own.

Volunteers pushed carts out from various entrances of the venue.

The cart contains markers, colored pencils, stickers, craft tape...

The tourists quickly went from being bewildered for a few seconds to taking action.

Everyone is writing.

This is a letter to my deskmate whom I dare not confess to, a letter to my friend who is still missing an "I'm sorry," and a letter to myself who works overtime until the early hours of the morning.

Next to the green mailbox stood a simple sign with only two lines of text on it.

"All the postcards that are delivered will be mailed out free of charge by the Land of Light."

If you would like, please draw a star in the lower left corner of the envelope or postcard. We will mark it as future mail and send it out three years from today.

At the same time, Yang Qian appeared on the connecting corridor on the second floor of the venue at some unknown time.

Shijiu approached him at some point, its tail wrapping around his ankle.

Yang Qian bent down, picked it up, and placed it on the railing. Shi Jiu squinted and looked down, her ears twitching.

"Is it pretty?"

Yang Qian asked.

Shijiu touched his finger with the tip of her tail.

Su Xiaoran walked up the stairs, carrying two iced Americanos.

She walked over to Yang Qian, handed him one of the cups, and then leaned against the railing to look down with him.

The cosplayer with silver-gray hair and two companions huddled together, each clutching a postcard covered in writing.

"Director Yang, so this is what you meant by 'no need to decide'?"

Su Xiaoran took a sip of coffee and turned her head to look at him.

"Is it settled?"

Yang Qian took the coffee, her tone relaxed.

"It's decided, more decided than any other plan."

Su Xiaoran said, then paused for a moment.

"So, you had the tech department work overnight to build the photo grouping system, bought out all the stationery stores in City A, and had the legal department assess the compliance of cross-regional mail and future mail services—all for these reasons?"

Yang Qian took a sip of coffee.

"Don't worry about the details, I'm just having fun."

Su Xiaoran was silent for two seconds. "Director Yang, do you know how many memes in various languages ​​your words today have been made and uploaded to various platforms?"

Yang Qian placed the coffee cup on the railing, turned around, and leaned against the railing.

"Let them spread it then, I didn't apply for copyright anyway."

Su Xiaoran laughed out loud.

She mimicked Yang Qian's movements, leaning back a little with her elbows on the railing, watching the tourists who were still looking down at their postcards with colored pencils.

Just then, a very soft and delicate piano sound came from the direction of the main stage.

One of the tourists sat down on the piano in the free performance area, a piano that had been sitting there untouched, and began to play a piece that no one could name but that everyone was very familiar with.

The melody is slow, without complicated finger techniques; the notes float from the strings.

Yang Qian recognized it; it was a lyrical version of "Butterfly".

"Let's go for a walk."

Yang Qian straightened up and walked towards the stairwell.

......

The trending topic exploded at 9 PM on the closing night.

The entry's name is very ordinary, so ordinary that at first glance you might think it's just another marketing account rehashing old news.

#Land of Light Comic Con Closes#.

The first post I clicked on was a nine-grid photo collage posted by an ordinary user account.

The first eight photos show the warm lighting at the comic convention, a green mailbox, a stranger playing the piano, and people writing letters with their heads down.

The last one is a postcard he wrote himself, with the back facing up, showing only the last line of text.

"Thank you for giving me a little more courage to move forward."

The caption was just one sentence: "I've followed all of Land of Light's works, and I never thought that one day I would be moved to tears like an idiot by a stack of their sticky notes in the exhibition hall."

This post was shared widely in a very short time.

"Holy crap, the Land of Light is up to something again? I had something to do today and missed the last day. Does anyone have a video of Hikaru's speech? Please!"

"I recorded it, but I advise you not to watch it outside. Find a secluded place, or at least a place where you can wear sunglasses."

"Squatting on the muddy ground, smelling the bean sprouts... I, a thirty-year-old, was deeply moved lying in bed."

"The most ruthless thing is that he said you yourselves are light. A man who has created the brightest light in the hearts of countless people stands in front of you and tells you that you are the light. Who can resist that?"

The video was repeatedly uploaded by different people and its quality was repeatedly compressed by the platform.

"I recorded Ah Guang's exact words with a recording pen. There might be a few words missing, but the meaning is correct."

The text-only post garnered over ten million views within half an hour, with some commenters analyzing sentence by sentence to determine if it had been pre-written.

First floor: "Absolutely impromptu, I feel like I could never say something so embarrassing."

Second floor: "It's not that it's impromptu that's more terrifying. If it's impromptu, that's talent. But if it's prepared, then he's been thinking for days about how not to make the farewell a burden."

At the same time, another trending topic surged up at an even more ferocious pace.

This entry's name is shorter than the first one, consisting of only two words.

#ThreeYears#.

Click on the official account of the Land of Light.

"We promise that for every postcard you send, if you draw a star in the bottom left corner, we will mark it as future mail and send it out three years from today."

Comment area:

"Three years from now! Ah-Guang, will you be running a post office or a time machine??"

"I drew it. I thought it was just romantic at the time, but now I suddenly feel a little sorry for the postman."

"Postman: Thank you."

"So three years from now, there will be postmen riding electric bikes carrying several sacks of postcards from house to house. Wow, that suddenly feels so real."

Three years later, I graduated and wrote a sentence in the letter: "Have you become the kind of person you wanted to be?"

Amidst this heated discussion, one Weibo post was shared to the top of the trending list.

This comes from a college student who has just finished preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

"Today I was still studying Xiao Yiqian in the library when my roommate messaged me to watch the comic convention live stream. I listened to those few lines from the hallway outside the study room. I was a bit emo at first, but I don't know why I started crying."

While most people were still processing their emotions, the official account of City A Post Office posted an update in the evening.

"Dear organizers of the Land of Light Comic Con and all visitors: City A Post Office has received relevant inquiries."

As long as the address is accurate and the postage is valid, mail can be entrusted within the framework of laws and postal regulations in the future.

We will fully cooperate with the postcard delivery process.

See you in three years.

A green mailbox emoji was added at the end.

The comment section was instantly flooded.

"Post office, you're so romantic!! My DNA is stirred."

"Brother, you're my own brother. Just say the word, and we'll launch a northern expedition!"

"I suggest you start recruiting more postmen now, so that you can deliver mail to people all over the country in three years."

"It would be best if today, three years from now, were the weekend. I'd be at home waiting for the mailman to knock on the door."

And the mastermind behind all this, Yang Qian, had already turned on his work computer, thinking, "Hmm, what kind of 'heartbreaking' stuff should I give the audience this time..."

After the initial感动 (moving moments), let's add a touch of sarcasm—a classic tradition of the Land of Light.