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

After a few days of "seclusion" in the artist's apartment, Fang Yu finally decided to leave.

When Sister Wang learned that the Buddha statue was coming to the company, she remained silent for a full two seconds on the other end of the phone.

Are you sure you want to come to the company?

"Otherwise what?"

Fang Yu bent down and put on his sneakers, then crookedly tucked his phone between his shoulder and ear.

"If I don't show up soon, are you already planning to call 119 and have the fire department break down the door to see if I've suddenly died at my keyboard?"

"That's not the case."

Sister Wang's tone was calm and composed, revealing a numbness that came from having weathered many storms.

"I simply asked the entire public relations department to keep quick-acting heart medicine on the corner of their desks and prepare contingency plans in advance."

"In case you pull off some amazing feat again, everyone can get back to their workstations and work overtime immediately."

Fang Yu's lips twitched as he listened.

"Sister Wang, where is the most basic trust between people?"

"It's a pity."

Sister Wang paused for a moment.

"From the moment you dragged Liu Yifei onto the tractor in Northeast China, this thing was shattered into pieces."

……

Half an hour later, at Xingyao Entertainment, Music Production Department.

Fang Yu pulled his baseball cap down low, carried a bottle of one-yuan mineral water, and strolled into the recording studio.

He came here today purely to settle the debt he owed for "Big City, Small Love".

On the night of the 520 live stream, a guitar and a table of leftover street food created a phenomenal romantic scene.

In particular, the song "Big City, Small Love" swept across major short video platforms almost overnight.

In the past few days, Fang Yu's personal Weibo account has been completely overwhelmed by the army of people urging him to update.

[Bro, when is the official version finally coming out? My wedding MC is already nagging me!]

If you don't post this soon, I'll have to play a screen recording of the live stream at the wedding!

[I need the lossless audio! My girlfriend said if I learn this song, she'll consider removing me from her blacklist!]

[Hey buddy upstairs, don't rush to learn the song yet. First, reflect on why you're on the blacklist.]

Even wedding planning companies of all sizes across the country flocked to Xingyao Entertainment's official Weibo account to beg for money.

Music director Lao Li has been receiving so many calls urging him to update the series these past few days that his ears are practically calloused.

So, as soon as Fang Yu stepped through the door, Old Li shoved a monitoring headset right in front of him.

"Record it quickly!"

"You're not leaving this room until you've finished this song today!"

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, Lao Li, your temper's gotten worse in just a few days. You even dared to illegally detain the company's top star?"

Stop arguing with me.

Old Li, his face dark, pointed to the professional condenser microphone in the recording studio.

"The entire internet is practically begging for more updates. Do you know how many private messages our publicity department has received demanding more chapters these past two days?"

"How many?"

"I haven't counted."

Old Li sighed.

"Anyway, the backend server was almost blown away."

Fang Yu glanced at his haggard face and finally stopped talking nonsense.

He opened a bottle of mineral water to moisten his throat, then strode into the shed.

The sound test and in-ear monitor adjustment were completed in one smooth motion.

The accompaniment slowly began.

Through the thick soundproof glass, Old Li, who had been slumped in the chair, sat up straight instantly.

The version shown on the night of the live broadcast was best because of its authentic, down-to-earth feel.

The studio recording version, on the other hand, brings the melody to its most exquisite level.

Fang Yu's voice was clean and relaxed, without a trace of greasy showing off.

Her emotions were perfectly controlled.

The song ended.

Old Li stared at the audio track on the computer and raised his hand to make a gesture.

Fang Yu took off his headphones, pushed open the door, and walked out.

From the moment I stepped into the recording studio to the moment I finished recording, it took less than twenty minutes in total.

Old Li stared at the two complete audio tracks on the screen, his expression complex as if he were pondering what value he, as the music director, still had.

"One pass...go straight through."

"Breath, rhythm, emotion, everything is fine."

He looked up at Fang Yu.

"Fang Yu, I'm begging you, could you at least sing off-key once in a while to leave some work for your colleagues?"

Fang Yu tilted his head back and took a sip of water, then casually wiped the water from the corner of his mouth.

"The motto of working people is to get off work as fast as lightning."

As he said this, he casually added something else.

"I have a date with my girlfriend this afternoon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed several pairs of onlookers in the recording studio, so he quickly coughed.

"Well, what I mean is, I still have to study the script in depth with Teacher Liu this afternoon."

Behind the control panel, several recording assistants all looked up.

Those pairs of eyes clearly displayed several words:

I don't believe you for a second!

Old Li didn't even bother to roll his eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's study the script."

He looked Fang Yu up and down.

"Please be mindful of the boundaries when you two discuss this, so as not to create news like adding people to the crew before filming even starts."

"Old Li, your thinking is dangerous."

Stop pretending to be innocent.

Old Li waved his hand.

"The audio track is fine, and it doesn't need much post-production editing."

"The single will be released simultaneously on all platforms at 9 PM tonight."

"OK."

Fang Yu slung his coat over his shoulder, turned around, and left.

Upon reaching the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned back to say something.

"By the way, don't use any fancy artistic packaging for the promotional posters."

"Just take a screenshot of the living room from the live stream on May 520th."

Old Li was slightly taken aback.

He quickly understood what Fang Yu meant.

There were no haute couture gowns, no designer champagne, and no 999 imported roses in that photo.

There was only a table of night market plastic bags, an old guitar, and Liu Yifei sitting on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling with starlight.

This is the most touching part of "Big City, Small Love".

Old Li nodded.

"Okay, we'll use that one."

……

It was exactly 9 p.m. that night.

The official studio version of "Big City, Small Love" has been released on major music platforms across China.

It's still Fang Yu's family-inherited fighting style.

No pre-launch preparations, no prior notice, just a surprise attack.

Within three minutes of the song's release, the comment section was completely flooded by a large number of people who had been waiting for it.

Within half an hour, the number of comments exceeded 100,000.

Within an hour, it completely overwhelmed all other sources of traffic and skyrocketed to the top of the new song chart.

The comments section was absolutely chaotic.

[Finally! I've been wearing the live stream recording so many times it's practically worn smooth!]

[Official version of Juejuezi! But why is it that when I close my eyes, all I can think of is that table of grilled cold noodles and starch sausage?]

[I hereby declare that this song is about to completely dominate the domestic wedding market for the next year! Fang Yu, hurry up and collect the copyright fees!]

Just as the entire internet was celebrating, Liu Yifei retweeted the Weibo post ten minutes after the song was released.

She didn't write a sentimental essay, she just posted a picture.

In the photo, the pink pig hair clip won at the arcade is lying quietly on the script.

The caption was only one sentence.

[Big City, Small Love, and someone's pink pig that I lost to!]

Less than a minute after the Weibo post was published, Fang Yu, with his verified account (yellow V), stormed into the comments section.

[A bet's a bet, I'll beat you in the claw machine next time!]

Netizens instantly erupted in anger.

[Help! Dogs are being killed!]

True couples are the coolest!

[It's been several days since 520 (May 20th, a day associated with love in China), and you're still chasing after passing dogs and kicking them. That's going too far, Yu-ge!]

Thanks to this wave of interaction, the popularity of "Big City, Small Love" exploded once again.

A heartwarming tune born from a 200-yuan date effortlessly swept across much of the music scene with almost no additional promotion.

Fang Yu's position as the "golden singer-songwriter ceiling" is now completely sealed.

But no one expected it.

This viral hit song that swept the entire internet was actually just an appetizer.

The real trump card is yet to come.