Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

In the Fang family's living room.

Mr. and Mrs. Fang, and Liu Yifei.

She was crying uncontrollably.

The atmosphere here doesn't feel like Chinese New Year at all; it feels more like we're celebrating Qingming Festival early.

The only one who seemed normal in the whole house was Fang Yu, who was lazily leaning against the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

He looked at the barrage of crying comments on the screen, then glanced at the three people beside him who were still wiping away tears, and felt a strange chill run down his spine.

Surely not?

He admitted that, after his numerous pointers, the artistic merit of the music video was indeed quite high.

And with his damn, heartfelt singing, it was indeed quite tear-jerking.

But this supposed to be a joyous and happy time for families during the Lunar New Year has somehow brought tears to the eyes of tens of millions of people across the country…

This whole thing seems a bit unethical.

He cleared his throat, trying to break the heavy atmosphere.

"that……"

He had just opened his mouth.

"Shut up!"

The three people in the room spoke in unison, as if they had rehearsed it.

Fang Yu: "..."

have to.

Good intentions are misunderstood.

It's impossible to even try to liven up the atmosphere.

At that moment, the live stream chat exploded with comments.

[Waaaaah... I'm a 300-pound strong man from Hebei, and now I'm crying like a 200-pound child...]

[Upstairs, are you Ryoko?]

My mom just stormed into my room with a feather duster, asking why I was crying during the Lunar New Year! Now she's going to kick me out of the house!

Brother, I understand you! My dad just said that if I keep crying, he'll break my legs so I can experience firsthand how tough it is to be disabled!

[I hereby declare, Fang Yu, you are the first tearjerker bomb of the 2206 Spring Festival! The destructive power is immense!]

Stop talking, I want to go to Mohe right now! I want to see that dance hall, I want to see that old man, I want to see that village where the aurora borealis can be seen...

[+1! Mohe travel guide is now available! Anyone interested in joining a tour group? Is it still possible to buy tickets?]

[I've already bought the ticket! For the eighth day of the Lunar New Year! Not for anything else, just to stand in front of that dance hall!]

Sisters, I just checked, and it's below -30 degrees Celsius in Mohe right now. Will we southerners freeze into walking icicles if we go there?

[Even if I freeze into an ice sculpture, I'll still go! I absolutely must visit Mohe at least once in my life! This isn't just a trip; it's an obsession!]

The comments section went completely crazy.

Countless "woohoo" and "want to go to Mohe" intertwined, flooding the screen so fast that afterimages appeared.

The audience's emotions were like a flood that had been held back by a dam for a long time; once it found an outlet, it became uncontrollable.

They cried as they frantically searched online for everything about Mohe.

Flights, hotels, travel guides, weather...

Mohe.

This is a remote place name that originally only existed in geography textbooks and weather forecasts.

At this moment, with unprecedented and terrifying popularity, it suddenly appeared at the top of the trending search list on all social media platforms!

Beijing, the headquarters of the "Going Home for the New Year" program.

Director Zhou Zheng stared intently at the massive data monitoring screen in front of him, his eyes bloodshot.

On the screen, the data curves representing the number of people online in the live stream and the popularity of the topic soared wildly at an almost vertical angle, as if they had been injected with adrenaline!

Within ten minutes of the music video ending, not a single viewer left; instead, tens of millions of new viewers rushed in after hearing the news!

The record for the number of viewers in the live stream has been broken once again!

And it continues to grow at an unbelievable rate!

Zhou Zheng's breathing became rapid, and he clenched his fists tightly, his palms covered in sweat.

You made the right bet!

He really made the right bet!

He gambled with a two-day hiatus and immense pressure to secure the premiere of this music video.

The energy that was unleashed far exceeded his wildest imagination!

This is no longer just for entertainment purposes.

This is a phenomenal cultural event!

"Director Zhou...we..."

The executive producer next to him, looking at the data curve that had already broken through the ceiling, was so excited that his voice changed.

Zhou Zheng slowly loosened his fist, exhaled a long breath, and slumped back in his chair.

He didn't speak.

But slowly, slowly, an incredibly radiant smile bloomed on her face.

at the same time.

The Culture and Tourism Bureau of Mohe City, thousands of kilometers away.

Director Wang Jianguo was leading a group of staff members, all huddled around a small computer screen.

When the last note of the music video faded, the entire office fell silent.

Several young female colleagues were already sobbing uncontrollably.

Wang Jianguo's eyes were also red. He blinked hard, trying to suppress the soreness.

"Little Zhao."

His voice was terribly hoarse.

"Hey, Director, I'm here!" Little Zhao, standing nearby, quickly responded, his nose twitching.

"Go...go check the data online."

"Okay!"

Xiao Zhao frantically opened several data monitoring websites.

When he saw the overwhelming number of trending topics and the data cable shooting straight into the sky, he was completely dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out for a long time. He just pointed at the screen with a trembling finger.

"Director...Director..."

"What's wrong?! What happened?!" Wang Jianguo's heart skipped a beat.

"It's blown up...it's blown up!"

Xiao Zhao finally roared out those two words, "Our Mohe... is trending at number one! The whole internet! Everyone on the internet is talking about us!"

"What?!"

Wang Jianguo rushed forward in one stride, shoved Xiao Zhao aside, and almost shoved his head into the screen.

#Mohe Dance Hall MV Made Me Cry#

#Fang Yu and Liu Yifei's divine acting skills#

#You must visit Mohe at least once in your life#

#I owe Mohe a plane ticket#

Looking at those eye-catching headlines with the word "Explosive" in deep red, Wang Jianguo felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and he even subconsciously held his breath.

His hands trembled as he opened the comments section. The comments refreshed so fast they were almost blurry. As soon as he swiped down, hundreds or thousands of new comments flooded the page and disappeared from view.

"After watching the music video, I only had one thought: to go to Mohe!"

"I've already booked the tickets. I want to see that old man and that land."

"Any locals here? Is that dance hall still open? What's the exact address?"

"And! Is it really possible to see the aurora borealis in Mohe?"

Wang Jianguo was so excited that he was trembling all over as he looked at the messages.

He's been the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau for so many years, organized countless promotional events, spent a fortune, and invited numerous celebrities, but never before has he achieved such results.

he knows.

From today onwards, Mohe, this remote border town, will no longer be unknown.

It's going to be a hit!

It's become an absolute sensation!

All of this stems from that innocent-looking young man sitting on a heated kang bed in Northeast China.

"Fang Yu..."

Wang Jianguo murmured the name, his eyes welling up with tears again.

"This kid..."

"They are truly a benefactor to Mohe!"