Returning to Taiwan in 2000 as a patriotic artist

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a golden line on the white sheets.

Wang Zuxian rolled over, but when he reached out his arm, he found nothing.

The bedding beside me was ice cold, as if the person had been gone for a long time.

She stood up, rubbed her eyes, and glanced to the side as usual.

The pillow is still there, but the bedding is a bit messy.

Yang Wanqing got up and left at some point.

"Where did you go?" Wang Zuxian muttered, reaching for his phone on the bedside table.

The screen lit up; it was 7:02 AM.

"It's like there's always something blocking my way."

Why are you up so early today?

She had some doubts, so she found the number and dialed it...

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone rang several times but no one answered.

Wang Zuxian frowned, about to hang up, when the call suddenly connected.

"Hey... Zu Xian... what's wrong?"

Yang Wanqing's voice came from the other end, but it was completely different from her usual tone.

As if he was trying his best to suppress something, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and a single sentence was cut into several pieces by his panting.

"Where are you?" Wang Zuxian brushed his long hair back. "I didn't see you when I woke up."

"I... ah..."

A short, startled scream suddenly came from the other end of the phone, as if someone had been hit hard by something. The last syllable rose in pitch, accompanied by an indescribable tremor.

Wang Zuxian clenched his fists slightly, a worry creeping into his heart: "Are you alright?"

"I...I'm...I'm fine..." Yang Wanqing's breathing was erratic, her words broken and hesitant, like she was floating on water. "I got up early...and...I was running with Gu Bei..."

"He...he ran so fast...he wouldn't...he wouldn't wait for me!"

Run?

Wang Zuxian held his phone, but his ears keenly picked up some strange sounds.

Her ears felt slightly hot.

"Is...what is it?" Yang Wanqing's voice continued, clearly trying to remain calm.

But before he could finish the last few words, he let out another muffled groan, as if his throat had been choked.

"N-nothing...it's nothing." Wang Zuxian suddenly became a little nervous, his heart almost jumping out of his throat. "I'm just a little worried because I can't find you."

She paused for a moment and said, "You guys... keep running, I won't bother you anymore."

"Okay... later... I'll call you later!"

"Beep beep beep beep beep......."

The phone hangs up.

The busy signal rang in my ears.

Wang Zuxian stared at his phone screen, watching the words "Call Ended" slowly fade away, his mind wandering aimlessly.

"running?"

She threw her phone onto the bed, grabbed the blanket to cover her face, and muttered a curse under the covers:

"You little slut!"

……

The last day of July.

"No TV station should invite him on their shows, no karaoke bar should play his songs, and all businesses should boycott him!"

Their slogans were so loud they nearly flew off the screen.

However.....

When they actually started taking action, things became a little awkward.

Their first stop was Taiwan's largest chain of KTVs.

"Boss, we hope your company can remove Gu Bei's songs to demonstrate your commitment to 'local values.'"

His tone carried an undeniable pressure.

Mr. Yan, the owner of Holiday KTV, was having morning tea when he heard this. He slowly put down his teacup and smiled politely, "Sir, you mentioned taking it off the shelves... why would I take it off the shelves?"

"Of course, it's because Gu Bei made some extreme remarks!"

"Oh~" Boss Yan deliberately dragged out his voice:

"But Gu Bei's songs were originally licensed for free, without costing him a penny."

"If the product is taken off the shelves, we'll have to pay a hefty penalty for breach of contract... Can your organization help us cover this loss?"

Boss Yan added insult to injury: "Furthermore, according to the data master in the background, since the release of 'Yellow Race,' the number of private rooms for on-demand viewing has ranked first."

"The customers want to listen; I can't just turn down their money, can I?"

They then went to Qian Gui KTV.

At this time, the money box was still in Liu Ying's hands.

He was even more direct: "Gu Bei gave us commercial licenses for his songs for free, and even replaced the top placement with his songs for free."

"Over the course of a year, the amount of money saved on copyright fees alone is a huge sum."

"We're in business, what's the point of turning down money?"

"But Gu Bei's remarks..."

"Sir... what era are we living in? We have freedom of speech!" Boss Liu said sarcastically, "It's just about finding relatives and acknowledging ancestors, isn't it?"

"What's the big deal? Does the gentleman's ancestral home possibly originate from Japan?"

"Besides, if customers request his songs and I take them down, wouldn't that be unfair to my own customers?"

Next, they contacted several large chain stores and received the same response.

"Gu Bei's songs are licensed to us for free, without costing us a penny, and customers of all ages like them."

"Anyone who turns down such a great opportunity is a fool!"

A ban is like punching cotton – you can't exert any force!

The problem lies in Gu Bei's thuggish business tactics.

He doesn't make money by selling CDs; instead, he earns his songs through free licensing in exchange for maximum reach.

This is like someone handing out free milk tea on the street, and a jealous person suddenly jumps out and shouts, "You can't drink it!"

Not only will nobody pay attention to it, but people will also think it's ridiculous that it's jealous and crazy.

They wanted their own media outlets to stop airing "Yellow Race," but those media outlets were fighting and looking reluctant.

It's not that those media outlets particularly like Gu Bei.

Instead...

Gu Bei's "Yellow Race" is now a ratings powerhouse; whoever broadcasts it sees their viewership soar.

Other channels are catching up quickly, and if we pause our broadcast, wouldn't we be handing our viewers over to our competitors?

When offline bans failed, they decided to launch "cyberbullying"!

On a certain forum, dozens of posts suddenly appeared, stirring up trouble:

"Boycott Gu Bei! Get him out of Taiwan!"

"What's so good about Gu Bei's music? It's nothing but the result of capital hype!"

However, instead of inciting conflict, these posts actually brought out the pent-up resentment that had been building up in the "Lovely Woman" community.

Even passersby couldn't help but chime in:

"If you're so capable, why don't you write a song and compete with them? All you do is talk!"

"I went to listen to 'Yellow Race,' it was so inspiring! Are you guys so knee-bound you can't even stand up?"

"Back then, they criticized 'Lovely Woman' as worthless, but I just liked listening to it, so what?"

The more people who stir up trouble criticize, the higher the buzz becomes.

The number of MP3 downloads of "Yellow Race" has actually increased significantly, surpassing the two million mark!

On the message board of Suibian Studio's official website, messages of support from Chinese people all over the world kept pouring in, almost crashing the server.

at the same time.

The website for Suibian Studio has been refreshed.

The homepage interface has been changed to another music video: Dark Humor

The announcement was also released at this time:

The third song from Suibian Studio, "Black Humor," is being released for free online. We hope you'll support it!