A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Yuan Shanshan saw these comments while browsing her phone.

She also quite liked the band that played late at night.

In addition, she knew that Su Fan had been bored lately, doing nothing but fishing, so she could find him something to do.

So, Yuan Shanshan dialed Su Fan's number.

Have you seen the voices of netizens?

Su Fan looked bewildered: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Shanshan recounted how netizens had suggested that she be a guest performer.

"Let me see!"

……

After hanging up the phone, Su Fan opened Weibo.

Goodness, my private messages are flooded with requests for him to sing for me.

He casually searched for the show "Music Pioneer" to see what it was all about.

The first result that popped up on the search page was actually news about Shen Yi'an helping Ji Xiaocheng sing.

Su Fan stared at the name on the screen and muttered to himself, "That little brat is out again. I've been waiting for a chance to get my hands on you. I don't care if anyone else wins or not, but you're definitely not going to make it!"

Su Fan had Shen Yi'an's name written in his little notebook.

As the saying goes, a diary, a diary, is what you write down for future retaliation.

And just like that, the opportunity came.

He is not a saint, nor does he have such a broad mind.

He remembers every single one of those who stabbed him in the back.

When the opportunity comes, I will pay it back with interest.

Of course, Su Fan wasn't without principles.

He first searched for the band that played late at night.

I flipped through a few pages of materials, watched a few performance videos, and also looked through their interviews and social media.

Five middle-aged men, unsigned to a company, no hype, no playing the victim, they are genuinely dedicated to making music.

Su Fan remarked with emotion, "From both a moral and logical standpoint, it's worth lending a hand!"

Having made his decision, Su Fan muttered to himself, "You guys are going to use resources to flood trending topics, right? I can do that too! Let's start with a wave!"

So, Su Fan opened Weibo and posted a message.

"I heard the band needs a guest performer late at night? I'll give it a try. Don't ask why, it's just because I can't stand it!"

The comment section exploded within five minutes of the news being posted.

"Holy crap! Su Fan is really going?! I just said it casually, and he actually took it seriously!"

"Hahaha, Master Su is quite arrogant, he's openly criticizing me!"

Su Fan: I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I'm saying everyone here is trash!

"Their luck in the middle of the night was incredible! These five guys really struck gold!"

"Master Su has finally stopped fishing! The production team should hurry up and prepare the stage so his fishing rod doesn't steal the spotlight from the microphone!"

"I bet five cents that the ratings will double the moment Su Fan arrives on set. The production team will be laughing all the way to the bank!"

"Can anyone tell me the extent of the psychological trauma experienced by the other guest performers? I need an answer urgently!"

……

On the production team's side, someone saw Su Fan's Weibo post and screamed, startling everyone in the office.

The producer rushed over, snatched the phone, stared blankly for several seconds after reading it, then slammed his hand on the table: "Quick! Contact Su Fan! Confirm the schedule! Upgrade the stage lighting and sound system! Even if the budget isn't enough, you'd better have it!"

The office was instantly thrown into chaos. Some people were making phone calls, some were revising plans, and some were contacting the media to push the trending topics.

The original publicity plan was completely overturned and started over, and everyone was as excited as if they had been injected with stimulants.

In the middle of the night, in the band's rehearsal room, the five men were staring blankly at the wall.

Just then, lead singer Cui Zhan's phone rang; it was the production team calling.

Cui Zhan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then answered the call.

As soon as the call connected, I heard the other person say with a laugh, "Teacher Cui, you should have said you had such a big influence earlier! You made me worry about you for nothing!"

Cui Zhan looked completely bewildered: "Director Liu, what's going on?"

"Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Hurry up and check Weibo, Su Fan has agreed to sing for you guys."

"Are you telling the truth?"

……

After hanging up the phone, Cui Zhan immediately opened Weibo.

Then, I saw the message Su Fan sent.

He froze completely.

Old Li nudged him: "What's wrong?"

Cui Zhan didn't say anything, but handed over the phone.

After reading it, Old Li's mouth dropped open.

Xiao Zhao peeked over and jumped up from his chair: "Holy crap! Su Fan's coming to help us sing? This can't be a dream, can it?"

Several people gathered around and read the Weibo post over and over again until they confirmed it was Su Fan's account before they felt relieved.

Old Li suddenly squatted down and covered his face.

Xiao Zhao asked, "What's wrong?"

Old Li said sullenly, "It's nothing, I just feel that God hasn't forgotten us."

Cui Zhan stood up, took a deep breath, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'll contact Su Fan and see if he has any requirements for the song."

……

At the same time, Shen Yi'an was sitting in his office, scrolling through his phone.

My assistant knocked on the door and came in, saying that "Music Pioneer" was trending on social media again.

Shen Yi'an nodded, unconcerned, and casually asked, "Is it because of Ji Xiaocheng that's trending?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment before handing over the phone.

Shen Yi'an glanced at it, and the smile on his face slowly froze.

The screen displayed Su Fan's Weibo post.

Shen Yi'an stared at the three words "can't stand it" and unconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.

He threw his phone on the table, leaned back in his chair, and looked ashen-faced.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "He did it on purpose."

He felt a lump in his throat, and he couldn't get it out.

He spent a lot of money creating keywords and buying trending topics, hoping to attract all the attention on the day of the finals.

Now, Su Fan posts a Weibo post without spending any money, and the trending topic automatically changes to someone else.

What's even more infuriating is that he can't do anything about it.

Su Fan is not affiliated with any entertainment company, so he doesn't need to report to anyone when he posts on Weibo.

Shen Yi'an couldn't even publicly say that Su Fan had violated the rules, because the rules never stated that big-name singers couldn't help amateurs sing.

If Su Fan saw Shen Yi'an's expression, he would definitely say, "Aren't you angry?!"

He Xiaoxiao was also surprised when she saw Su Fan's Weibo post.

Xie Siyu, who was standing next to her, leaned over and asked curiously, "Sister Xiaoxiao, what are you looking at?"

He Xiaoxiao pushed the phone towards her: "See for yourself."

Xie Siyu took the phone; the screen displayed Su Fan's Weibo post.

She watched it twice, then looked up and said, "Teacher Su Fan is going to be a guest performer for the second half of the night? Doesn't that mean he'll be on stage with us?"

He Xiaoxiao said resignedly, "Old Su is a tough guy to deal with. Let's try to get second place this time."

Xie Siyu said with a smile, "Getting second place is already pretty good. If I could have a song written by Teacher Su Fan, I would be willing to not even get a ranking."

"That guy still owes me a song, and he still hasn't given it to me. I'll have to go and urge him later; I can't let him keep dragging this on."

Xie Siyu's eyes lit up: "Teacher Su Fan really agreed to write a song for you?"

"Of course, he promised it himself. If he doesn't write it down, I'll go talk to my grandfather and see if he dares to renege on his promise."

Xie Siyu laughed out loud, then asked somewhat seriously, "Sister Xiaoxiao, why doesn't Teacher Su Fan join Huasheng Entertainment? Which company wouldn't want someone like him?"

He Xiaoxiao shrugged: "Who knows what he's thinking? Maybe he thinks too much money is too much to handle."

"Should we ask Mr. Qu to make a connection? If Professor Su Fan comes to Huasheng, maybe we'll have a chance to get his songs."

He Xiaoxiao said helplessly, "I mentioned this to my grandfather, and he told me not to even consider it. I really don't know what they're thinking."

"If Teacher Su Fan doesn't join an entertainment company, will he start his own entertainment company in the future?"

He Xiaoxiao analyzed, "It's unlikely. The entertainment industry pie has already been divided up. No matter how capable he is, he's still just one person. This industry, to put it bluntly, is a capital industry. You can't just walk around like a nobody just because you have talent."

"So, do you think he might join another entertainment company in the future?"

"Who cares? Let's think about what song to sing next, lest that guy surnamed Su steals all the limelight."