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

On the other hand, let's move the clock forward a little.

In Liu Yifei's upscale apartment on the East Fourth Ring Road.

The warm-toned floor lamp in the living room casts a soft glow.

It was rare for them to finish work early today, so the two of them snuggled up on the sofa, neither wanting to move.

Fang Yu lay sprawled out without any regard for his image, his head comfortably resting on Liu Yifei's lap.

Holding a red apple in his hand, he was happily munching on it.

Liu Yifei leaned lazily against the back of the sofa.

Two long, straight legs were folded together, serving as his personal pillow.

She casually scrolled through Weibo with one hand, while idly ruffling Fang Yu's hair with the other.

The room was quiet, with only the crunching sounds of chewing and the soft swiping of the screen; the atmosphere was ambiguous and relaxed.

Sudden.

"Pfft!"

Liu Yifei couldn't help but burst out laughing, her whole body shaking.

Fang Yu paused in his act of eating the apple.

Feeling the vibration coming from the back of his head, he lazily lifted his eyelids.

"What are you laughing at? Did you see something funny?"

"Come on, let me have some fun too."

Liu Yifei suppressed a laugh and shoved her phone screen directly into his face.

"Look at the video edited by this blogger..."

"They replaced your junior's dance timing with a hen laying an egg!"

"And there's this comment saying his dribbling looks like he's making a Rasengan..."

Fang Yu looked closely.

The first thing you see is a meme-like AI-generated face-swapped video of Cai Kun's initial performance.

The screen was filled with dense, overwhelming comments saying "You're so beautiful, chicken."

Fang Yu almost lost his composure and took a deep breath.

Before he could even say anything,

Above her head, Liu Yifei was laughing so hard that her thighs were shaking.

"Hahaha... I can't take it anymore... This is hilarious! Netizens have such wild imaginations!"

Fang Yu sat up expressionlessly and took a big bite of the apple.

That's enough.

He wiped his mouth, his face full of heartache and indignation.

"Those are my brothers, my beloved family and friends!"

"Don't you feel any guilt laughing at him like that?"

Liu Yifei finally caught her breath.

She leaned back on the sofa, panting heavily, her bright eyes glancing at him with a look of mockery and disdain.

"Producer Fang, how dare you say that?"

She stretched out her finger and poked Fang Yu's forehead in an annoyed manner.

"You wrote the song, you wrote the lyrics, you designed the look, and you even approved the dance moves!"

"Now that he's been turned into a meme across the internet, you're acting like we're best friends?"

"Hey, you can't say that."

Fang Yu immediately clutched his chest, acting as if it were a serious matter.

"How was I supposed to know that netizens these days have such wild imaginations?"

"Seeing my innocent and kind junior brother being ridiculed all over the internet, my heart ached like it was being ripped apart by a knife!"

Liu Yifei watched him quietly as he put on his acting skills.

Not a single punctuation mark was believed.

Actually, Fang Yu himself felt guilty about saying these words.

How could he not know?

"Because You're Too Beautiful" features a middle parting, basketball, overalls, and that memorable shoulder-forward movement.

He knew perfectly well what kind of commotion it would cause in the end.

However, he was indeed gambling.

If it weren't for the misheard lyrics, Cai Kun would have become famous based on his talent, and everyone would be happy.

If the misheard lyrics really hit the mark, then it's not a loss.

These days, there are countless newcomers in the Chinese entertainment industry, and audiences can't even remember their faces. Being famous for being infamous is still being famous!

At least now, netizens across the country know Cai Kun.

As for how to handle the online ridicule and then turn the amusement into popularity, Fang Yu already had a plan in mind.

Liu Yifei crossed her arms and glanced at him sideways.

"You really feel that bad?"

"I have a feeling you're doing this on purpose."

"I remember clearly the mischievous look on your face when I watched Cai Kun's live stream last time."

Fang Yu denied it on the spot.

"No, absolutely not, don't talk nonsense."

"Unless you produce the surveillance footage, this is defamation, and I'm sending you a lawyer's letter!"

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to continue playing along.

She looked down and swiped the video a couple more times, her smile slowly fading.

"Seriously, Fang Yu, are you going to do anything about this?"

She sat up a little straighter.

"The PR team at Xingyao must be worried sick by now, they're probably going to lose all their hair!"

The absurd videos are indeed funny to watch.

For a trainee who has just debuted and hasn't even established himself yet, being labeled a "clown" by the entire internet is no joke.

Memes can generate massive amounts of traffic.

But if Cai Kun can't handle it, in the future, when the audience sees him, they will only think of his middle part, basketball, and the phrase "You're so beautiful".

His singing and dancing skills, his unanimous A-level rating, and even the overall quality of his performance will be buried under the laughter.

Moreover, Fang Yu is also implicated in this matter.

Who in the industry doesn't know that Cai Kun's debut stage was orchestrated by Fang Yu?

Cai Kun won, and Fang Yu's status as a "gold medal producer" is now completely secure.

But if Cai Kun gets ruined by this joke, Fang Yu's reputation will also be damaged.

"Do what you want."

Fang Yu answered without the slightest hesitation.

"That definitely needs to be addressed."

He swallowed the last bite of the apple, then casually tossed the core into a trash can two meters away in a parabolic arc.

"If Cai Kun really fades into obscurity, wouldn't all the songs I wrote have been for nothing?"

"I still hold the lion's share of the copyright profits; it's all money!"

Liu Yifei: "..."

What happened to our brothers and sisters, our beloved family and friends?

After all that fuss, it turns out he was just worried about losing his share of the copyright revenue!

Fang Yu picked up his phone from the corner of the sofa, opened WeChat, and found Cai Kun's profile picture.

He calmly typed two words and sent them.

Stay calm.

After sending the message, he tossed his phone onto the coffee table.

His nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if he had already taken care of everything, no matter how big the problem was.

Liu Yifei was stunned.

That's it? That's all?

"Yes, that's it."

Fang Yu slid down and buried his head back in Liu Yifei's lap.

It even slid to the left and right a couple of times to find the most comfortable position for itself.

Liu Yifei looked at him speechlessly and gave him a light push in an annoyed manner.

"You certainly know how to enjoy yourself."

Fang Yu closed his eyes, speaking with righteous indignation.

Even if the sky falls, you still have to eat and sleep first.

"Besides, we have important business to attend to right now."

"Let's finish recording those two songs about the Forbidden City first, and get them approved for the final review."

"Once I have some free time, I'll go back and teach the entire internet a lesson."

He raised his hand and took Liu Yifei's soft, delicate hand that was resting beside his leg, patting it gently twice.

"Teach them what a comeback from a desperate situation really means."

Liu Yifei let him hold her hand.

The "hot song chart battle" from before involuntarily flashed through my mind.

At the time, Fang Yu dominated the charts, and his fans went crazy, running around the world trying to discredit him.

If it were any other celebrity, they would probably be in a rush to lower the trending topic and have their PR team control the comments and issue a statement.

This guy, on the other hand, personally took to the field to lead the team.

He led his fans around, making them slide on their knees and kowtow in apology.

They turned a fan war into a massive online celebration of kowtowing.

It may seem outrageous, but the results are absolutely amazing.

This guy's thought process for handling public opinion crises is completely out of sync with normal people.

But this time the situation is different.

Fang Yu has a genuinely groundbreaking hit song and a strong following among casual listeners.

When he does a sliding knee slide, people just think this guy is down-to-earth and has a broad perspective.

But Cai Kun is not suitable.

Cai Kun is a newcomer to the industry and doesn't have the solid skills and experience that Fang Yu possesses.

If he were to follow suit and apologize by sliding on his knees, he would truly have the word "clown" permanently etched onto his body.

Thinking of this, Liu Yifei still felt uneasy and asked him in a low voice.

"You wouldn't... want your unfortunate junior brother to also kneel and kowtow to the entire internet to apologize, would you?"

Fang Yu opened his eyes.

"Slide on your knees?"

"Fairy Sister, isn't your perspective too narrow?"

Liu Yifei raised her eyebrows slightly.

Fang Yu grinned.

"this time……"

"I will stand tall and accept this immense wealth into my hands!"