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The next morning.

Fang Yu, unusually, didn't stay in bed and arrived at the company right on time.

As soon as he stepped into the gates of Xingyao Entertainment, he sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

In the corridor of the trainee department, several young people were gathered in a circle, cheering each other on.

The one surrounded in the middle was Cai Kun.

Today, Cai Kun changed into a loose-fitting tracksuit and had her hair styled again.

Although his face still showed some youthful immaturity, his overall spirit was clearly lifted, and his eyes couldn't hide his excitement.

"Kun-ge, keep it up! Your debut stage has to be amazing!"

"Our Star Trainee Department's face depends on you!"

"I eavesdropped on a short demo yesterday, it's amazing! You're definitely going to go viral this time!"

Cai Kun was surrounded by a group of companions, nodding and responding earnestly.

Don't worry.

"I will try my best."

He looked up and saw Fang Yu strolling in through the door with his hands in his pockets.

Cai Kun's eyes lit up immediately.

"Brother Yu!"

He pushed through the crowd and strode over to meet them.

The trainees around him immediately quieted down when they saw Fang Yu.

They stood ramrod straight, as if they were temporarily participating in military training.

"Hello, Brother Yu!"

The sound of their voices was so synchronized that it almost startled Xiaoli, the receptionist.

At Xingyao Entertainment today, Fang Yu is a living advertisement.

It's not because of his seniority.

It's simply because their record is too terrifying.

In just six months since his debut, he has released one hit song after another, occupying nine of the top ten spots on the hottest songs charts, effectively turning the Chinese music scene into his personal playlist.

They used to only dare to read about this kind of thing in light novels.

Now the real person is standing right in front of you.

Who wouldn't be confused after seeing this?

"Ready to leave?"

Fang Yu looked Cai Kun up and down and nodded.

"Well done, that's great spirit."

Cai Kun felt a little embarrassed by what he said, and scratched his head.

"Yes, today I'm going to the Hangzhou recording base to participate in the first gathering of the contestants."

He paused for a moment after speaking.

His previously relaxed expression suddenly turned serious.

"Brother Yu."

"Thank you."

This thank you was said with particular solemnity.

Although Cai Kun had secured a valuable spot in the competition from the company, he was still unsure of himself.

He knew that his appearance and singing and dancing skills were not bad.

However, the first stage of "Idol New Generation" is destined to be a battle of the gods among the major labels.

The top-tier trainees at leading companies have increasingly luxurious qualifications.

Makeup, choreography, vocal coach, and stage songs—all top-notch.

In this kind of competition, being handsome and jumping in sync are just the entry tickets.

Without a memorable moment that can instantly captivate the audience, even the best conditions can render you merely a background figure.

Fang Yu's song "Because You're Too Beautiful" was the most crucial weapon he could use.

In the past few days, Cai Kun has listened to the demo more than two hundred times.

The more I listened, the more confident I became.

His strengths lie almost entirely in rhythm, melody, rap, and stage presence.

Especially that outfit with a middle parting, a black shirt, and gray overalls.

When he first saw the sketch, he thought it was somewhat retro.

He stood in front of a mirror and tried out the moves to the chorus, and then he immediately understood.

What kind of retro style is this?

This is clearly a killer move on stage!

"What are you thanking me for?"

Fang Yu raised his hand and patted his shoulder, his tone nonchalant.

"I've given you the song, and the company has paid for it."

"The money and goods are settled, we're even."

He spoke casually.

Cai Kun knew very well that this favor could not be repaid with a production fee.

"Brother Yu, I..."

He was just about to say something more when Fang Yu raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Alright, stop with the farewell speech."

"If we keep getting sentimental, people who don't know better will think you're going on a pilgrimage to the West."

Several trainees around couldn't help but lower their heads and chuckle.

Fang Yu gestured with his chin toward the elevator entrance.

"Let's hurry up and get going, don't be late for the assembly."

At this point, he seemed to remember something and added another sentence.

"You've remembered everything I told you before, haven't you?"

Cai Kun was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he meant and nodded vigorously.

"Got it!"

"Practice your pronunciation, pronounce each word clearly!"

Even now, he still doesn't quite understand.

He knew there was nothing wrong with his Mandarin and English pronunciation, so why was Fang Yu fixated on his pronunciation and making him practice it repeatedly?

But Brother Yu's special reminder must have its reasons.

Just do as instructed.

Just remember that.

Fang Yu waved his hand lazily.

"Go on, chicken..."

He abruptly changed direction after only half of the word had been uttered.

"Ah no, Kun Kun."

I believe in you.

"..."

Cai Kun remained silent.

The trainees around him almost choked on their own spitting out internal injuries.

Brother Yu is a good person in every way, except for his mouth, which can sometimes really break people's defenses.

Cai Kun took a deep breath, forcibly ignoring the dangerous title.

He then took a half step back and solemnly bowed to Fang Yu.

"Brother Yu, wait for my good news!"

After saying that, he no longer hesitated.

Pulling her suitcase, surrounded by a group of trainees, she strode towards the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Fang Yu stood there, watching the numbers drop, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

Young man, when you become an internet sensation, please don't reveal my name.

This pot.

Even as a teacher, I may not be able to memorize it all.

……

It was a little after 3 p.m.

Starry Entertainment reception desk.

A middle-aged man with a crew cut and wearing a dark blue stand-up collar jacket pushed open the door and walked in.

He wasn't wearing the usual courier badge; he was only carrying a thick kraft paper document bag.

The seal was tight, and the edges and corners were pressed flat.

Xiaoli, the receptionist, quickly stood up.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Send a document."

The man placed the signed receipt on the front desk, his voice calm and businesslike.

"Please have Mr. Fang Yu or his direct agent sign for this."

Xiaoli glanced at the file bag but didn't ask any further questions.

She wrote her name on the receipt and stamped it with the company's front desk stamp.

The man put away the receipt and turned to leave.

From the moment he entered until he left, he didn't say a single unnecessary word.

Xiaoli picked up the brown paper bag, turned it over, and glanced at it.

The top left corner of the document bag had a row of red text printed on it.

—China Media Group.

The sender wrote:

—The Preparatory Group for the Documentary "The Forbidden City".

Further down, there is a line of smaller print mentioning the Palace Museum.

Xiaoli stared at it for a few seconds.

She didn't quite understand the rest.

But she still recognized the characters "羊视" (sheep's gaze) and "故宫" (the Forbidden City).

"Has Teacher Fang taken on new work again?"

Xiaoli looked puzzled and turned to ask the administrative staff next to her.

"Is this a collaboration with the Palace Museum?"

"Is this a promotional song for cultural and creative products, or a promotional song for scenic spots?"

The administrative staff also came over for a peek.

"How would I know?"

"But for ordinary business collaborations, surely we wouldn't need to use sealed document bags like this?"

The two were studying it.

Agent Wang, carrying two commercial performance contracts, happened to pass by at the other end of the corridor.

"Sister Wang!"

Xiaoli quickly called out to her.

"Teacher Youfang's documents."

"The sender was CCTV."