I woke up to find I had gotten my marriage certificate with a female celebrity.

Several days have passed, but the popularity of the new song has not diminished in the slightest.

One reason is the immense level of discussion surrounding the song itself, with new topics emerging every day.

Fans were delighted, and music critics were eager to capitalize on the buzz.

Some people deconstructed the song, while others started doing reading comprehension exercises.

On the other hand, smear articles about Qin Yi are also flying everywhere.

Unlike outright personal attacks, some people have started capturing various poses of Qin Yi in public.

Even a simple conversation is now being labeled as arrogant and disrespectful.

The content of the smear article was "logical and well-founded," making it seem as if it were a true story.

However, this kind of article did not have a negative effect; on the contrary, it made the song even more popular.

Various derivative videos have emerged in large numbers, even achieving cross-circle dissemination.

Many people also used the event to attract a large number of fans to watch.

In schools across the country, especially in junior high school.

The catchy rhythm perfectly struck a chord with their youthful spirits.

The lyrics of "Rebellion" spread among every boy, and as soon as get out of class ended, someone in the classroom would inevitably start humming it.

Some people even played this song on the radio before lunch break.

The teachers didn't react much to the first verse; they just thought the rhythm was upbeat and quite pleasant to listen to.

But as soon as the chorus started, the teacher in charge was so frightened that he immediately stopped it.

For this reason, the song spread even faster at the school.

Boys like things that adults oppose, and some even plan to sing this song at the end-of-term arts festival.

Many independent singers online are willing to ride this wave of popularity. At first, they just hummed the songs in their live streams, since they didn't own the copyrights.

Seeing this, Qin Yi simply issued a public statement on Weibo.

He indicated that he allows and supports personal cover songs and provides free, non-commercial cover song permissions.

All netizens and fans are free to record cover audio and publish short videos for derivative works, without needing to apply for authorization in advance via private message.

Qin Yi's reason was very simple, consisting of just four words.

"I find it too much trouble."

Qin Yi's down-to-earth statement instantly boosted his public image.

Fans became even more devoted to supporting them, and countless people who were previously indifferent to the fandom became fans.

Following the release of the statement, a cover song craze immediately swept the internet.

But as the song went on, some people started to notice something was wrong.

This song sounds very simple; there are basically no high notes or complicated vocal transitions throughout.

But as soon as I open my mouth, my tongue seems to be completely out of my control.

He couldn't keep up with the rhythm and couldn't find a place to breathe. While singing, he almost suffocated himself.

"It sounds simple, but it's so hard to sing!"

"Teacher Qin, were you eating super spicy Sichuan hot pot when you were writing songs?"

The singers were practicing enthusiastically, but by the afternoon some people couldn't help but complain.

Many people in Qin Yi's fan group also released the recorded audio, which sounded incredibly tragic.

The mouth has its own thoughts, and the tongue has its own actions.

I had the lyrics memorized, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I had no idea what I was singing.

Even some professionals can record it smoothly in one take.

At first, he was quite satisfied, but when he listened back to it, it didn't have the same feel as Qin Yi's singing at all.

To describe it as "a poor imitation" would be an understatement.

"It's difficult, this song is really difficult."

"The rhythm is hard to find; I've never practiced such a difficult song before."

"That's right, this song sounds like a tongue twister to me."

……

After the news was released, Qin Yi stopped paying attention to online opinions and seemed to disappear without a trace.

Fans are used to it and jokingly say that Teacher Qin has disappeared again, and new fans will get used to it.

After arranging Qin Wangwang's tutoring, he headed straight to Suzhou and Hangzhou to begin his internship.

Arriving at the gate of Dragon Music, there were still about twenty minutes before the interns were to gather.

Looking at the enormous thing in front of him, Qin Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"Wow, it's huge! It's many times bigger than Tianxing Entertainment."

As soon as I entered the company, staff members came to greet me.

Upon learning that he was an intern, she verified his identity and took Qin Yi directly to an office.

His demeanor throughout the journey was impeccable, leaving no room for criticism.

The interior is very simple.

At the very front is a whiteboard for meetings, and in the middle is a rectangular desk.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw that someone had arrived even earlier than him.

Two men and three women were greeting each other warmly.

"Huh, is this our mentor? He's so young!"

The girl sitting in the middle on the right was the first to speak.

Seeing that Qin Yi's attitude was very natural, without any of the awkwardness of a student coming to a large company, she subconsciously came to this conclusion.

As soon as the voice fell, the other students also began to turn their attention to Qin Yi.

"No, no, no, I'm here for an internship too."

Seeing that the boys were all sitting on the left, Qin Yi also walked towards that side.

As soon as he pulled out the chair and sat down, the girl stared straight at him and asked a question.

"Excuse me, which university do you go to?"

The two boys who arrived early couldn't help but feel envious.

Handsome men are popular everywhere. They had been sitting there for so long, but no girl across from them had struck up a conversation with them.

"Hello, student, I'm from Linhai University."

Linhai University? Never heard of it.

Music schools come in many varieties; those in Shanghai, Beijing, and Tianjin specialize in music education.

The girl who just asked the question is from the Shanghai Conservatory of Music.

I picked up my phone and searched online, only to find out that Linhai is just a media college, not a place specifically for studying music.

His gaze couldn't help but linger on Qin Yi a few more times, and he instinctively assumed that Qin Yi had gotten the internship through connections.

"Excuse me, my name is Su Fuling. What's your name?"

Just as Qin Yi was about to reply, someone walked in from outside the door.

She was in her forties and had medium-length hair.

He was wearing glasses, had stubble, and was followed by four or five young people, who appeared to be the same group of interns.

"Alright, enough chit-chat."

"Since it's an internship, let's forget about being students."

"You are now employees of the company, and I am your leader."

"Everyone, please read through the company handbook first. We'll start work this afternoon. Any questions?"

The interns couldn't help but glance at each other. Some lowered their heads and hurriedly flipped through the manual, while others didn't dare to breathe.

The middle-aged man tapped the whiteboard and then wrote three large characters with a water-based pen.

"My name is Lu Yanlin. Although I am your mentor, my position in the company is at the director level."

"You should address people by their job titles while you're at work. What you call them after get off work is your business, and I have no say in it."

"Now, let's begin with self-introductions, from left to right."

"Name, school, and what you think is your best skill, is it composing or writing lyrics?"

"I will grade your internship based on your answers."

Lu Yanlin casually pointed to the first girl on his left.

"You each have only twenty seconds, starting with you!"