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After a whole meal of fuss, the matter finally came to a conclusion in a way that no one expected.

The crowd gradually stood up.

Shen Weimin and the expert team still need to go back for a meeting to finalize the recording studio schedule, the submission plan, and the subsequent publicity and distribution schedule.

Li Mei also has a lecture on traditional opera culture in the afternoon, so she needs to familiarize herself with the venue in advance.

Before leaving, she was still somewhat unwilling.

She had already taken two steps when she stopped, turned around, and grabbed Fang Yu's hand.

"Teacher Fang."

Li Mei looked at him earnestly.

"The doors of our Peking Opera theater will always be open for you."

"Come find me anytime you come to your senses."

"Even if you don't want to change careers, you can just come and sit down, chat, or sing a few lines with the teachers in the institute."

Fang Yu wasn't joking this time.

He could tell that this wasn't just a polite remark.

That was the most sincere expectation of the older generation of artists for the inheritance of traditional opera after they saw promising talents.

Fang Yu nodded seriously.

"Okay, Teacher Li."

"I have kept your words in mind."

"I will definitely visit you to learn from you if I have the chance in the future."

Li Mei finally loosened her grip with a slight sense of relief and quickly walked out of the cafeteria with her assistant.

As she reached the door, she couldn't help but turn back and take another deep look at Fang Yu.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to say a few more words of advice.

In the end, she simply shook her head and turned to leave.

Fang Yu only looked away after Li Mei's figure disappeared outside the door.

As soon as he turned around, he met Liu Yifei's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Those eyes held a mixture of mockery, helplessness, and admiration.

More than anything, it was an undeniable pride.

"Sure, Teacher Fang."

Liu Yifei crossed her arms, tilted her head, and looked at him with increasingly refined and sarcastic mannerisms.

"The loss of our national treasure, the future of Peking Opera, the banner of revitalizing male dan actors... now all the burdens rest on your broad shoulders."

"Of course."

Fang Yu had absolutely no idea how to write the word "humility," and his tail was practically wagging in the air.

He strode over, ignoring whether there were any other cafeteria staff nearby, grabbed Liu Yifei's slender, cool hand, pulled her into his arms, and led her out of the cafeteria.

"I've endured so much criticism, isn't it all for you?"

Liu Yifei glanced at him sideways, her delicate nose wrinkling slightly: "For me?"

"Absolutely."

Fang Yu turned his head to the side, his eyes serious beyond belief.

"If I really went to perform in operas, I'd only be earning a meager, fixed salary..."

At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice, leaned slightly forward, and whispered in Liu Yifei's ear.

"Who could afford to marry you?"

Liu Yifei paused.

She lowered her head, looked at their intertwined hands, and pursed her lips.

When she spoke again, her voice was so soft it was as if she were talking to herself, yet it just happened to drift into Fang Yu's ears.

"Actually... mine isn't that expensive."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt embarrassed and turned her head away, pretending to look at the palace wall by the roadside.

This sounds a bit like... a price reduction promotion?

……

Over the next few days, their lives became regular and fulfilling.

Fang Yu and Liu Yifei were inseparable every day, except when they went home to sleep at night. They spent almost all their time together.

During the day, the two would go to the recording studio, or simply stay at Liu Yifei's house, to refine the singing details of "Light".

Once he gets into work mode, Fang Yu immediately transforms from a street hustler in Northeast China into a ruthless devilish producer, demanding almost obsessive standards from the song.

From the restraint and tranquility in the verses about the insignificance of life, to the struggle and determination in the chorus as they search for light, and finally to the peaceful relief in the end.

Fang Yu accompanied Liu Yifei as she meticulously examined every emotional progression and subsidence.

Just as things were peaceful here, a storm was quietly brewing on the other side of the entertainment industry.

……

Starry Entertainment.

In General Manager Zhang's office, several core managers from the Publicity Department and the Artists Department sat upright.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

"How's the data from Cai Kun's side?" General Manager Zhang leaned back in his boss's chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

Publicity Director Lao Li adjusted his glasses and opened the tablet computer in his hand.

"Not good."

He paused, then added.

"To be precise, the data is very good, but the wind direction is very bad."

"The number of plays for 'Just Because You're Too Beautiful' is still rising, and Cai Kun's personal search volume is also increasing."

"But the comments section has completely gone astray."

Old Li turned the tablet around.

On the screen are screenshots of the comment sections for "Because You're Too Beautiful" on various music platforms.

At first, the art style was normal.

[Ahhh! My brother is so handsome! This song is so catchy!]

[Xingyao Entertainment is awesome! Fang Yu is awesome! Our Kunkun has a bright future!]

[These center-parted overalls are amazing! I've already ordered the same style!]

But at some point, some strange comments quietly crept in.

Am I the only one who misheard it as "Chicken You're So Beautiful"?

The comment section quickly filled with comments.

Holy crap! You're not alone! I've wanted to say this for ages!

[Hahaha, I used to think he was pretty handsome, but after you said that, I can't go back to how he was!]

[Help, my head is already automatically playing "You're So Beautiful, Baby, You're So Beautiful, Chicken..."]

Initially, Xingyao's PR team thought it was just a small-scale online misheard lyrics craze.

Such puns are harmless; even if it's controversial, it's still popular, and it can even increase the song's popularity.

But they soon discovered that things were starting to take a strange turn.

Within a week, the hashtag "Chicken You Are So Beautiful" inexplicably surged to the top of the trending topics on several social media platforms.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of parody videos and memes sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Some netizens edited together Cai Kun's dance clips with videos of hens crowing and laying eggs.

Some people even turned his signature shoulder-forward movement into an endless loop of hilarious GIFs.

Even more outrageous, some tech bloggers used AI to swap faces and stuffed Cai Kun into various funny videos.

Basketball, overalls, middle parting hair, shoulders forward.

These elements, originally intended to enhance the stage's memorable moments, were quickly disassembled by netizens and transformed into source material for nationwide creative parlors.

Looking at any one of the videos individually, it seems like an ordinary netizen making jokes.

However, when similar content explodes in a short period of time, things become more complicated.

At least the earliest spread was not entirely formed naturally.

"Have you found the source?"

Mr. Zhang's face darkened.

"I checked."

Old Li's expression was also very unpleasant.

"The marketing accounts that first started stirring up trouble all had the shadow of Huayun Music and Shengshi Entertainment behind them."

"It's them again." Mr. Zhang sneered.

Since Fang Yu became a sensation, these two leading domestic idol labels have been secretly sabotaging Xingyao.

Previously, Fang Yu's career took off in Mohe, with official endorsement, public acclaim, and high-quality works all coming together.

They wanted to make a move, but couldn't find a suitable angle.

Now that Cai Kun has just emerged and his foundation is far less stable than Fang Yu's, they immediately sensed his potential and pounced on him.

"The purpose is obvious."

Sister Wang sat on the other side, her voice tinged with weariness.

"If we can't get Fang Yu involved, and we can't persuade him to come, then we'll keep an eye on the newcomer he's personally groomed."

"This is a typical explosion-proof design."