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

Fang Yu frowned and clicked on it.

on the square.

Good heavens, it was a scene of carnage.

The cause is not complicated.

Several marketing accounts have dug up photos of him taking pictures of Coca-Cola GG today.

In the photo, Fang Yu is wearing a red hoodie, holding a Coke bottle, and posing in various ways for the camera.

He was in high spirits and had a bright smile.

Originally—

This is a normal business announcement.

Celebrities accept endorsements, then film "GG" (a Chinese internet slang term for something bad).

It is justified.

The problem lies in—

The timing is incorrect.

He was being chased for debts online just two days ago.

Millions of netizens are waiting in the comments section, eagerly awaiting their feedback.

We're waiting for him to record songs like "Mohe Dance Hall," "Aurora," "Northeast Folk Song," and "Cotton Candy" one by one and return them to everyone.

The results of it?

The song wasn't recorded; the person went off to film GG.

He looks quite happy in the photo.

Now that's settled, both old and new grudges can be settled at once.

The fans were absolutely furious.

[Seriously? We're all here eagerly awaiting the new song, and you've gone off to film GG?]

[Wow, no wonder there was no activity today! Turns out they went to the shed to enjoy themselves! Making money just by holding a bottle of Coke? I want to do that too!]

[Fang Yu, you liar! Where's my "Mohe Dance Hall"? Where's my "Aurora"? Where's "Cotton Candy"? What are you going to use to repay what you owe me (pointing to his heart)?!]

Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare rest like this! And you, on the other hand, are getting paid to slack off!

[How much did Coca-Cola offer you? We'll crowdfund ten times that! You get your ass into the recording studio right now!! You're not coming out until you've finished recording!!]

The comments section was filled with lamentations and resentment.

Fang Yu looked at these comments and, far from being angry, was actually amused.

This generation of netizens is incredibly talented.

He was engrossed in reading when he suddenly noticed—

The flames of war spread.

After failing to quell the protests of hundreds of thousands of debt collectors on his Weibo account, they simply moved their attention elsewhere.

the goal--

The comment section of Liu Yifei's Weibo.

The latest Weibo post by the "Fairy Sister" was yesterday, which was a repost of a promotional video for a high-end luxury brand's autumn/winter collection.

The comment section was originally peaceful and serene.

Fans are going crazy over his looks.

Passersby praised her for her cool and sophisticated demeanor.

The brand's verified blue V account interacted politely in the comments.

But now—

The comment section was completely flooded with comments.

They were all Fang Yu's "creditors".

The top comment.

[Fairy Sister! Forget about that good-for-nothing man of yours! He owes me a ton of songs and hasn't paid me back, instead he's off filming some cheesy videos and drinking Coke!]

The comments below started building up like a thread.

That's right! He definitely won't listen to us, but would he dare disobey you?!

[Sister! For the sake of us hungry fans, we absolutely must kick him out of bed tonight and escort him to the recording studio!]

Please! I can't live without new songs! I'm so anxious, I can't sleep at night!

We strongly suspect that Fang Yu has been corrupted by capital! Only you can save him! You are our last hope!

Fang Yu's eyes twitched as he watched.

No.

Are these people toxic?

Do you understand the principle of not extending blame to family members?

Oh no—it should be called "Debts Cannot Reach a Celestial Being".

Besides, Liu Yifei is someone who cares about her image, so how could she possibly pay attention to such ridiculous remarks?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

She felt so sorry for me.

However, the next second.

"Ding-dong."

A notification pops up at the top of the phone screen.

The "Special Attention" label.

Liu Yifei posted on Weibo.

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously tapped the button.

A brand new Weibo post is displayed at the very top of Liu Yifei's homepage.

The content is very short, just one sentence.

Furthermore, Fang Yu was tagged.

[At the request of many netizens, I hereby solemnly announce: Effective immediately, I am temporarily severing all ties with @方羽. The condition for reconciliation is—all outstanding songs must be paid in full.]

After this Weibo post was published.

The comment section exploded instantly.

[Holy crap! The fairy sister is amazing! I give this a perfect score!]

[Hahaha! Well done! The official intervention was the most lethal!]

[I hereby declare that, from today onwards, Liu Yifei is the "Number One Debt Collection Captain of the Chinese Entertainment Industry"!]

[This is hilarious! Fang Yu must be dumbfounded now, right? We even sacrificed your happiness just to listen to your songs! What excuse do you have not to work harder?!]

Inside the nanny van.

Fang Yu stared blankly at the phone screen.

I was completely stunned.

Sister Wang, who was standing next to me, also saw the Weibo post.

She glanced at Fang Yu's expression out of the corner of her eye, and her lips twitched violently twice.

I really wanted to laugh, but I held it in.

After all, they're in a pretty bad situation right now.

It was tragically funny.

After a full three seconds of silence, Sister Wang cleared her throat.

"Ahem... Fang Yu... this was just Yi Fei joking with you, netizens were just playing around, don't take it too seriously..."

Fang Yu ignored her.

He slowly raised his head.

My gaze traveled through the car window to the night view of Beijing.

Neon lights surged like a tide, and traffic flowed like a continuous weaving.

But in Fang Yu's eyes at this moment—

The world has lost its color.

day.

collapsed.

……

the next day.

It's 8:30 in the morning.

Xingyao Entertainment, 18th Floor Music Production Department.

Old Wang had just carried his goji berry tea to the control panel, ready to start his new day's work.

"Bang!"

The soundproof door to the recording studio was suddenly pushed open.

Fang Yu rushed in in a great hurry.

He had two obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he hadn't even had time to take off his coat.

"Clatter!"

Without saying a word, he slammed a silver USB drive heavily onto the mixing console in front of Lao Wang.

He then rushed into the soundproof room, grabbed the monitoring headphones in front of the microphone, and slammed them over his head.

"Brother Wang, turn on the computer!"

Old Wang's hand trembled, and the scalding hot tea almost spilled onto the back of his hand.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, then at the USB drive on the table.

Where does the sun rise from?

This guy actually arrived earlier than him, this old ox and horse, today?

Old Wang put down his thermos and turned on the device pusher.

"So proactive today?"

"How can we not be proactive?"

Fang Yu's voice, spoken through the blowout shield, carried a sense of utter despair.

"Our home is gone."

Old Wang: "..."

He didn't dare to ask any further questions.

He had seen some of what happened last night.

Liu Yifei's Weibo post announcing the "severing of ties" came out.

The hundreds of thousands of debt collectors across the internet instantly found their leader and celebrated with drums and gongs.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sister Wang canceled all of today's appearances overnight, giving him a whole day to focus on recording the song.

What's this called?

This is called—being ordered to repay debts.

Old Wang was amused and pressed a few buttons on the mixing console.

"Okay, what are we recording today? 'Mohe Dance Hall' or 'Aurora'?"

"Neither." Fang Yu tapped the music stand. "Today we're recording 'Cotton Candy' and 'Sweet Honey'."

Old Wang was stunned.

He knew about "Marshmallow".

Fang Yu disassembled Liu Yifei's limited edition hair dryer and turned it into a cotton candy machine, and sang that song.

But what about "Comrades: Almost a Love Story"?

Fang Yu only hummed a couple of lines of this song when he was riding his old bicycle with Liu Yifei in Kaoshantun, and he never sang it again.

The entire internet has been waiting for this for so long, but even Liu Yifei herself hasn't heard the full version!

Something stirred slightly in Old Wang's heart, but he didn't say anything.

"I've already arranged the tracks on the USB drive. Just plug it in and import the project file."

Fang Yu adjusted the microphone height.

"Let's start with 'Marshmallow' to warm up."

"Okay."

Old Wang immediately got into the zone and started playing the audio tracks.

The light and cheerful melody of the intro flowed through the studio.

A few seconds later, Fang Yu spoke.

"I remember sitting next to you when we first met."

"Who was it that said being too happy can cause oxygen deprivation...?"