A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Upon seeing the update from Han Tang Entertainment, Honda Yuji immediately called Shen Fei.

But Shen Fei's reply to him was: "Sorry, we have no plans to raise funds at the moment..."

Shen Fei refused decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.

Honda Yuji's usual refined smile completely vanished.

"They're incredibly fast, utterly hopeless, hopelessly so!"

Masaki Sano was startled by the commotion and quickly asked what was wrong.

Honda Yuji paced back and forth in anger, his face turning ashen. "Shen Fei, and that Su Fan, they're just asking for trouble!"

"Yiyun Music rejected it?" Sano Masaki said.

"It's more than just a refusal," Honda Yuji said through gritted teeth. "He's practically humiliating me. The conditions I offered him—money, resources—were things most people would kill for. And yet, he turned around and sided with Su Fan!"

Masaki Sano didn't dare to reply.

Honda Yuji slammed his fist on the table: "These Chinese people nowadays, how come they are all so ungrateful? They really don't know what's good for them."

……

Compared to Yuji Honda's impotent rage, netizens were already busy downloading NetEase Cloud Music and eagerly clicking on the songs.

There are actually several versions of the intro to the song "Outside the Temple".

In the studio version, the intro is led by flutes and xiao (vertical bamboo flutes).

In the gala version, the prelude was replaced with a piano.

However, at Chen Chusheng's concert, the intro to this song was replaced with drumbeats.

What Su Fan produced was the studio version.

The intro to this version is like a traditional Chinese ink painting, instantly bringing the song to life.

As the intro began, Su Fan's voice also rang out.

"Look who's young."

Plain clothes and simple shirts travel thousands of miles to enter the bustling city

Beautiful city with endless scenery

Some people have a bright future

Someone is climbing a high wall like an ant.

All I want is a crack in the wall to let the moonlight shine through.

Even with your head down, there is still the moon.

"According to his busy pace, wind and rain come and go."

……

The opening sentences perfectly capture the starting point for all young people from small towns.

They packed their bags and left their hometowns, plunging into big cities, thinking that they could make a name for themselves through hard work.

This is the story of every migrant worker who wanders from place to place.

"Some people have a bright future, while others are like ants climbing a high wall"—this saying really hits home.

Some are born in Rome, some are born to be beasts of burden.

The high wall we desperately try to climb might just be a number someone casually presses in an elevator.

The contrast is so stark that it makes you just want to find a crack in the wall so that a little light can get in.

That's how ordinary people are; no matter how bitter or humble they are, they still try to find that ray of moonlight representing their ideals in the cracks of the wall.

This moonlight slowly transformed into our belief, supporting us through wind and rain, enabling us to keep moving forward without stopping.

Hearing this, everyone felt a strong sense of empathy.

"It can be seen that the merits are recorded in the book"

Rewards may not be based on merit.

So many innocent wishes

There are just as many websites that have blackened it.

Ming Helu has an abacus

"Jingle bells"

……

From this point onward, the wickedness of society begins to emerge.

It evokes a sense of tragic grandeur in my ears.

Because once you actually enter society, you realize that it's not as wonderful as you imagined at all; all you find are endless schemes and traps.

Unable to see the road ahead or understand people's hearts, one can only cautiously move forward in a fog.

But the merit book is never based on who contributes the most and who gets the most.

You painstakingly stayed up all night to create a PowerPoint presentation, only to have your boss use it to claim credit.

The project you worked day and night to complete went unnoticed, and the person with connections and influence got promoted instead.

This mismatch between effort and reward is truly infuriating.

Isn't that how we are in society?

Initially, everyone harbored a pure and innocent wish: to be a good doctor, a good teacher, and to earn a living through their own abilities.

But the web of reality has gradually tainted these aspirations, forcing us into the very kind of people we once hated.

Everyone is calculating their immediate gains and losses.

Family affection, friendship, and love can all be quantified into numbers.

This blatant utilitarianism is truly chilling to hear.

The song continues.

I shall follow the bright moon and rest my head on the gentle breeze.

His body was as open and honest as a young man from the city gate.

I work for a paycheck and apply what I've learned.

No one deceives me, I have no one to rely on.

I should pay homage to the road I came from and to the high mountains.

Paying tribute to the streets and alleys where spring flowers bloom and fade

I should pay homage to the moonlight outside the temple.

……

These four "I would"s are simply a stroke of genius.

From initial success to weathering the storms of life, and then to humility, each layer builds upon the last, making the story increasingly captivating.

The first "I" is a reflection on my original aspirations.

No matter how much wind and rain you've weathered, or how much darkness you've witnessed, you must always hold onto the clarity and openness in your heart.

May he always be like that bright-eyed young man who just entered the city gate.

The second reason I take it is to defend my survival experience.

The effort you put in will have a reward.

The skills you learn can be put to good use.

Ordinary people without connections should not be bullied so easily.

The third thing I should do is have reverence for life and the everyday.

Be grateful for the path you've taken.

We should also have reverence for the mountain that we have climbed step by step.

We should cherish those ordinary yet rare moments of beauty.

The fourth "I will" is a tribute to all ordinary people.

While the temple is indeed magnificent and dazzling, the moonlight outside the temple is the true light that shines into the human world.

After this part was sung, it naturally led into the rap section.

"My father traded in Chang'an, balanced the taxes, and even made a profit."

During the festival, the river lanterns glowed, but all the dancers had leg injuries.

The young novice monk, wobbling unsteadily, chased the cat as it leaped over the red wall.

Even the largest buildings and cities

Even the smallest street hustle

It's just you, me, and me.

Kneeling forward step by step

I didn't rely on anyone's light, nor did I side with anyone's filth.

"Never received a reward, nor did he wield a stick."

……

This part is truly the most unique and down-to-earth part of the entire song.

The camera, like a slowly unfolding scroll painting, reveals the most authentic scenes outside the imperial court, inch by inch, before our eyes.

For the porter, a bowl of tea represents the entire family on his shoulders, but that bowl of hot tea is the greatest happiness of his day.

The merchant father worked diligently in his small business, hoping to have a little profit left after paying taxes.

The wounded dancer brings laughter to the crowds during the festival, but she can only swallow her own pain alone.

Even in that strict and disciplined temple, the young novice monk, chasing after his precepts, could not hide his childlike innocence and mischief.

This is life!

A vivid portrait of all living beings, it is also the foundation that supports the most basic level of this society.

And the next few sentences are absolutely brilliant.

By placing the city walls and towers alongside the everyday life of the common people, the author immediately reveals the most profound historical insights.

History is never created out of thin air by kings and generals.

Instead, it is countless ordinary people who have walked this path step by step, stumbling and struggling.

"Neither relying on anyone's light nor siding with anyone's filth," this line captures the most precious integrity of an ordinary person.

We have no connections, no powerful backers; we earn our living with our own two hands.

We may be ordinary, but we are clean, and we live openly and honestly.