A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

As Su Fan emerged from the nunnery, he muttered to himself, "This is really melodramatic. They've already played out the 'real' and 'fake' young master drama; isn't the next step going to be a feud between wealthy families?"

He suddenly stopped, a thought flashing through his mind, his expression changing slightly: "Wait, if that's the case, wouldn't my surname be Ye? Holy crap, then I'm Ye Fan?"

He quickly pulled out his phone, checked it, and then breathed a long sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, I don't owe any parking fees!"

As Su Fan walked, he pondered what he should do next.

"What's the point of exposing him now? Should I storm into the Ye family's gate and shout, 'I'm your son!' And then what? Ye Xuan will put on his standard green tea act, saying, 'Brother's back, I'm leaving now,' and the whole family will cry and beg him to stay, while they look at me like I'm a stranger. Damn, just thinking about this scenario makes me want to curse."

He opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, and didn't start the engine immediately. He tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel a few times.

"The old nun told me the truth. Will she tell Ye Xuan as well? Most likely she will. What she really can't let go of is her nephew. In that case, let's see what that guy does. If he stays quiet and obedient, I have plenty of ways to find him. If he makes the first move, then we'll play a cat-and-mouse game."

Su Fan arrived at the orphanage after thinking about it all the way.

Aunt Liu was squatting in the yard picking chives when she saw Su Fan come in and asked, "How did it go? What did she want to see you about?"

Su Fan casually replied, "It's nothing. I'm just a fan, and I wanted to see my idol before I left!"

"Nuns are fans of celebrities? That's rare."

Aunt Liu muttered something to herself, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Su Fan watched her retreating figure, a slight smile curving his lips, but offered no explanation.

There are some things you don't need to let her know; the more she knows, the more she'll worry.

After Su Fan left, the old nun forced herself to pick up paper and pen and began to write a letter.

This letter seemed to have exhausted all the old nun's vitality.

Just then, the young nun came in carrying a bowl of medicine. Seeing her master's condition, she quickly said, "Master! How are you? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

The old nun shook her head: "No need, I know my own body, I don't have much time left."

The little nun burst into tears immediately.

The old nun folded the letter and handed it to her: "After I die, please mail this letter for me."

"Master, you will definitely get better."

The old nun sighed deeply: "I have spent most of my life chanting Buddhist scriptures, only to find in the end that my obsession was so deep. Alas, so be it. If anyone comes looking for me in the future, tell them that what is yours will come to you, and what is not yours cannot be held onto. Gathering and parting are beyond our control, and gains and losses are predetermined by fate. Do not force things, for what you seek is only a debt. Do not look back, for looking back will only lead to emptiness."

"Master, you will definitely get better. You can tell him yourself when that time comes."

The old nun sighed, "Where does enlightenment come from? Only today do I realize who I am."

After saying that, the old nun died.

In accordance with the temple's rules, the old nun was buried.

Following the old nun's instructions, the young nun mailed the letter.

She didn't know what was written in the letter, but she knew it was her master's last concern.

Su Fan also learned of the old nun's death, but he wasn't particularly moved.

Between her and him, there was no kinship, no gratitude, only an old debt that could not be settled.

However, Su Fan didn't harbor any hatred; as the saying goes, death erases all grudges.

Although the old nun is dead, Su Fan has no intention of letting Ye Xuan go.

Su Fan turned on his computer and muttered, "Didn't He Xiaoxiao want a song? I'll give her one, and use her as an excuse to get some feedback!"

So, Su Fan typed "Colosseum" on his computer.

This song, "On Earth," features lyrics by Zhou Can'en, music by Su Ermo, and vocals by Yin Ximian.

The satire in this song is self-evident; you'll know how blatant it is once you hear it.

To what extent is it nudity? If you want to find this song, you'll have to search a lot, otherwise you won't find it.

In addition, Su Fan decided to use this song mainly because it suited the family's style.

Meanwhile, in the rehearsal room in Hunan Province, He Xiaoxiao was accompanying Xie Siyu to practice singing.

He Xiaoxiao said confidently, "Siyu, the company specially hired a top-notch lyricist and composer for you this time, and tailor-made this song for you. The championship in the finals is a sure thing!"

Xie Siyu said, "Sister Xiaoxiao, I don't have much confidence. If Teacher Su Fan writes a new song for Brother Cui and the others, we definitely can't beat him."

He Xiaoxiao reassured her, "Don't worry, your teacher Su went home a long time ago and doesn't have time to deal with things here. We've got this final in the bag."

Xie Siyu was still a little worried and whispered, "If Teacher Su Fan makes a move, it would be pretty good if we could get second place."

……

Ji Xiaocheng was also prepared.

Shen Yi'an sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Ji Xiao asked, "President Shen, do you think Su Fan will write a song for them?"

Shen Yi'an sneered, his tone certain: "I've already inquired. That kid left Hunan Province a long time ago. He only came here to help out in that one performance. He doesn't have time to care about the finals."

Ji Xiaocheng was still somewhat uneasy: "But what if he already has the song prepared?"

Shen Yi'an frowned, his tone tinged with displeasure: "Why are you so unconfident? This song you have is one I obtained from a top songwriter in the industry at great expense. The melody is explosive, the lyrics are inspiring, and it would be a champion-level work in any setting. I don't believe that every song Su Fan sings is a masterpiece."

Ji Xiaocheng opened his mouth, as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

If we continue, it will seem like we're boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing our own.

He lowered his head and continued practicing singing, but the tension in his heart remained unbearable.

……

Soon, the day of the finals arrived.

This time, the first to appear was the Late Night Band.

As soon as the host finished introducing the song, the song information was displayed on the big screen.

Old Boys

Performed by: The Second Half of the Night Band

Lyrics and music: Su Fan

The scene was quiet for a moment, then erupted in cheers.

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments, the dense text piled up so thick that the image was almost impossible to see.

"Another song written by Su Fan! This is a real gem for the late night!"

"Old Boy? This song title alone sounds like it has a story behind it. Su Fan, plus the late hour, my anticipation is off the charts!"

"The last song, 'The Big Dream,' already made me cry my eyes out. I hope this one will require another round of mental preparation?"

"We're finally going to sing Su Fan's song in the middle of the night. The first song in the final is a bombshell; how are the other contestants supposed to compete?"

"Although Su Fan wasn't there in person, his song was there, and that's enough!"

"I've already prepared tissues. It's not that I don't trust them, it's that I can't believe I can handle it!"

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