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Before the suggestion even left the chat group, someone in the group stopped the conversation.

Many longtime fans followed the show from its first day to its finale.

They remember it clearly.

After Fang Yu finished playing and singing "Mohe Dance Hall" at his grandfather's house in the forest farm, he said something.

The gist is that this song represents decades of waiting by an elderly man, and he will not use it for commercial purposes.

Later, the Mohe Culture and Tourism Bureau intervened, and the old man in the story personally nodded in approval, which led to the filming of the music video.

But that was just a music video.

Fang Yu never uploaded the song to any music platform from beginning to end.

Now, fans are forcibly dragging it out to boost the charts in order to create a so-called "miracle of dominating the charts"?

The taste completely changed.

It has turned from "paying tribute" into "consumption".

Forget about dominating the charts; the backlash from public opinion will overwhelm Fang Yu first.

The group stayed up half the night because of this.

Some people write long, logical arguments, while others unleash a 60-second audio script, shouting until their voices crack.

After scrolling through the messages for a while, the speed slowed down.

Finally, the admin of the popular fan group typed a message:

Forget it, nine heads is already a miracle. Second place goes to my sister-in-law, she's not an outsider. We accept it.

A string of replies followed, their tone shifting from excitement to a long sigh.

[I admit defeat. Unless Brother Yu has some amazing new song up his sleeve, this round is over.]

The question is this: Did the landlord's family still have any surplus grain?

No one could pick up on that topic.

After everyone rummaged through the cards in Fang Yu's hand, there were only a few left.

But there's a reason why each one can't be touched.

"May you be happy and prosperous"?

Rumor has it that this song will most likely be featured on this year's Spring Festival Gala.

Whether the information is accurate or not can be put aside for now.

It's already early spring, and the willow branches are almost sprouting everywhere. Suddenly, New Year's greetings songs are being sung. This scene just doesn't seem to fit together at all.

"Run Away to the Moon"?

That was a duet he sang with Liu Yifei after they became a couple.

If you really go for it, the singer's name will still be listed side by side.

It's not much different from the current situation.

All the cards that could be played were played.

That's where things got stuck.

The discussion thread in the fan supertopic sank, and the most liked comment read—

We've done enough. Nine times on the charts—no one like us has ever done that before. The last spot is perfect for my sister-in-law. Harmony in the family brings prosperity.

The audience burst into laughter.

【I've completely lost my mind about how to make a family harmonious and prosperous.】

Are we fans or the neighborhood committee?

So, our idol worship has ultimately turned us into a social force for maintaining family harmony? Can we put that on our resumes?

……

the next day.

Beijing, Chaoyang District.

Fang Yu didn't arrive at the company until after nine o'clock.

The debts I owed for songs have been almost fully repaid.

The battle between the red and blue teams has come to an end.

His current state can be summed up in two words—relaxed.

As soon as I stepped into the office area, everyone I met had a beaming smile on their face.

The young woman at the front desk stood up from a distance and gave a big thumbs-up with both hands.

"Brother Yu, congratulations on topping the charts!"

Fang Yu raised his hand and waved it casually.

Thanks.

Just as I was strolling around waiting for the elevator, Old Chen from the Ministry of Commerce walked out from around the corner and delivered a powerful palm strike to my right shoulder.

The force was so great that half of Fang Yu's body swayed.

"Teacher Fang! We've made it into the top ten! The whole company is so proud!"

Fang Yu shook his head.

"We're still one short."

Old Chen waved his hand and spoke in a loud voice that could be heard throughout the entire floor.

"Hey! The second is my younger brother's wife, she's not an outsider!"

Fang Yu: "..."

Row.

It seems that everyone, from fans to the company, has automatically categorized this matter as an internal family conflict.

Fang Yu strolled straight into the lounge, poured himself a glass of warm water, sat down on the sofa, and took out his phone to scan the trending topics.

Fans of various talents, including Zhuge Liang and Feng Xiaogang, were brainstorming and offering suggestions in his comment section.

Some people suggested that he record and release "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" and "Hundred Ghosts in the Fog Forest".

Instrumental pieces are also competing with pop songs for chart positions.

This thought process is truly utterly devoid of any sense of kinship.

Some people suggested that Liu Yifei temporarily remove the song from the platform, or ask the platform not to include "Right Now" in the charts.

What's even more amazing is that this suggestion actually garnered support from many of Liu Yifei's fans.

Many users using Liu Yifei's profile picture went directly to her Weibo account and flooded it with comments:

[Fairy Sister, please make room for your man to make history!]

Upon seeing this, Fang Yu choked on the mouthful of warm water he had just swallowed, coughing violently as he covered his mouth.

Whose fans are these people?

He casually grabbed a tissue and started wiping the water stains off the screen.

There was a knock on the door twice.

"Enter."

Half a head peeked in through the crack in the door.

Cai Kun.

The young man was in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, standing over 1.8 meters tall and with a lean build.

He was wearing the company's standard black training uniform, the collar of which was stained dark with sweat.

Stray hairs clung to her face, and her chest was still heaving.

He looked like he had just run up from the practice room, still out of breath.

"Brother Yu."

Cai Kun squeezed in sideways, closed the door behind him, and stood by the sofa without sitting down.

Fang Yu raised his chin at him.

"Finished practicing?"

"Yeah, I just finished a dance routine."

Cai Kun rubbed his hands together.

He stood a little awkwardly, his shoulders hunched, shifting the weight between his feet.

Like students waiting outside the teacher's office to be scolded.

He actually hesitated for the entire morning before daring to come over.

After scrolling through the trending topics last night, Cai Kun tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Mr. Zhang had already told him that.

Fang Yu agreed to write a song for his debut stage performance.

When he heard that, his ears were ringing for a long time.

I didn't catch a single word of what Mr. Zhang said afterward.

Fang Yu wrote a song for him.

Fang Yu occupied nine of the top ten spots on the hottest songs chart.

Fang Yu, who is the Coca-Cola spokesperson for 32 million yuan.

Fang Yu was being scrambled to get the green light from the three major music platforms.

He wrote a song for him, a trainee who hadn't even debuted yet and didn't have any solo works.

At that moment, Cai Kun only had one thought on his mind.

Am I worthy?

If he messes up a song of this caliber, he'll lose more than just face.

Then this morning when he checked Weibo again, he saw something else.

Fans are all discussing how Fang Yu is just one song away from dominating the charts.

Cai Kun felt even more conflicted.

What if Fang Yu neglects to climb the charts because she's rushing to finish her own song?

What if someone online says that Fang Yu gave up his chance to become a god for the sake of becoming a trainee at the company?

In that case...wouldn't Cai Kun become the one who drags things down?

This is what trainees fear most.

Before even debuting, they've already been burdened with a bad reputation.

So he came.

Seeing that he was standing still, Fang Yu kicked the leg of the chair opposite him.

"Sit down and talk, what are you standing for?"

Cai Kun then pulled out a chair and sat down.

His buttocks were only half on the chair, his knees were taut, and he looked ready to stand up at any moment.

He took a breath and finally let out what he had been holding back all morning.

"Brother Yu, don't rush into writing the song."

Fang Yu looked up at him.

Cai Kun stared at his knees, his tone very serious.

"The fans are still pushing for the top spot on the charts. If you want to release another new song to reach the top, I'm not in a hurry. Just move down the list."

Fang Yu was taken aback.

"What?"

Cai Kun leaned forward slightly, his hands clenched tightly on his knees:

"Everyone online is saying that you only need one more song to take all ten spots in the top ten."

"If you're planning to write another song and try to climb the ranks, you'll definitely have to give it your all."

"I'm not in a rush for my song; we can talk about it after you're done with your work."

"Really, there's no rush."

After he finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of the outcome, the matter has at least been made clear.

Regardless of Fang Yu's decision, Cai Kun would absolutely not be the ungrateful person he is at this critical juncture.