A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

After talking with Xia Ping, Su Fan returned to the conference room.

At this moment, everyone was discussing the song.

Seeing Su Fan return, Jiang Yi greeted him with the sheet music: "We've roughly discussed the division of labor for the two songs. Shall we rehearse them a few times first?"

Su Fan, however, seemed quite casual: "No need to be so nervous. Neither of these songs is too complicated. Let's get familiar with them first, and then sing them casually once we get to Xi'an."

After listening, Jiang Yi said, "I think we still need to practice beforehand. After all, this is a live broadcast, not a recording studio where you can re-record if you make a mistake. But if something goes wrong during a live broadcast, the whole country will hear it, and there won't even be a chance to fix it."

"A few minor mistakes make it seem more real. You're all professionals, just perform normally, there's no need to make yourselves too nervous."

Su Fan raised his wrist and glanced at the time: "Alright, it's almost time. Everyone, let's go home early, pack our bags, and leave tomorrow."

After saying that, he didn't give anyone a chance to continue persuading him and turned to leave the meeting room.

After the door closed, the meeting room fell silent.

Everyone looked at the doorway, then down at the two musical scores in their hands, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

They figured it out.

Su Fan was genuinely not nervous at all.

Two new songs, just written.

They never had a single complete collaboration.

But in Su Fan's mouth, it sounded like he could just find a place, set up an instrument, and start singing.

For Su Fan, perhaps that is indeed the case.

After all, he usually only needs one or two takes to get a song right when he records it.

But the others present didn't have his confidence.

Looking at the closed conference room door, He Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh, "The boss is gone, and we employees are still here working overtime. Whose company is this anyway?"

Everyone looked at the sheet music on the table again, but no one actually got up.

Live streaming doesn't discriminate based on identity, nor does it give anyone any face.

If they were to play the wrong note or sing the wrong beat in front of a national audience, they would be the ones who lose face.

After a moment, Jiang Yi picked up the sheet music and asked helplessly, "So, are we still practicing or not?"

Little Fatty was the first to stand up, hoisting the bass onto his shoulder: "Of course we have to practice. I'm not as good as President Su. We ordinary folks should just practice diligently."

Old Han also put away the sheet music on the table, stood up and said, "Let's go through both songs from beginning to end first. If there's anything that doesn't go well, we'll try to fix it tonight. Even if we can't practice until we're at our best, at least we have to make sure there aren't any major mistakes on the day of the performance."

Others also expressed their agreement.

So, the group, who were originally planning to leave work, took their instruments and sheet music and moved to the rehearsal room.

The next morning, downstairs at Han Tang Entertainment, everyone arrived at the meeting point one after another, dragging their suitcases.

Su Fan didn't arrive early.

He was carrying a breakfast when he got out of the car, and he looked refreshed, showing no signs of having stayed up all night.

But when he approached the group and saw their current appearance, he was filled with surprise: "Damn, what did you guys do last night? Why do you all look like you've had your yang energy drained?"

Jiang Yiqiang roused himself and rubbed his sore eyes: "Last night, we rehearsed the two songs."

Looking at their dark circles under their eyes, Su Fan was even more puzzled: "Is it really necessary? Didn't I tell you to go home and rest early?"

Little Fatty said weakly, "You went back early, but we only brought out these two songs yesterday. We haven't even finished the first rehearsal. How can we dare to go live right away?"

"The tune isn't difficult; we can just familiarize ourselves with it on the way."

Upon hearing this, He Xiaoxiao immediately glared at him, annoyed: "Of course you think it's easy. You wrote the song, the melody, rhythm, and arrangement are all in your head. We only saw the sheet music for the first time yesterday."

Xie Siyu couldn't help but say, "Besides, we haven't worked together before, so we need to get to know each other better."

Su Fan nodded thoughtfully: "That does make some sense."

Upon hearing this, everyone thought that he had finally realized how rushed his arrangements had been yesterday.

Then, Su Fan immediately added, "But it doesn't have to be like this, does it?"

The expressions on everyone's faces froze instantly.

Jiang Yi explained with a wry smile, "At first, we just wanted to go through each of the two songs once, but as we practiced, we found that there were many details in the live arrangement that needed to be re-coordinated."

"The first time, the drumbeat was too fast."

"The second time, the bass entered too early."

"The harmony wasn't aligned on the third take."

"By the time we finished rehearsing 'The Song of Xi'an People,' it was almost midnight. 'Chang'an Night' has even more layers, and the emotional progression of the live version couldn't be messed up. By the time we finished rehearsing everything, it was almost dawn."

Old Han stood aside and added helplessly, "Actually, we didn't expect it to take so long. Every time we thought we could finish it after just one more time, but we ended up doing it again and again until we realized it was already four in the morning."

After listening, Su Fan looked at everyone with a hint of respect: "No wonder you were all almost falling asleep standing up. If I had known you would be this serious, I should have prepared some midnight snacks for you yesterday."

He Xiaoxiao stared at him, her eyes full of resentment: "Is what we're lacking a late-night snack?"

Su Fan asked in a serious tone, "Then what's missing?"

He Xiaoxiao said irritably, "We need a boss who's even slightly more reliable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Na walked over carrying a bag.

Upon seeing her, He Xiaoxiao, who was about to continue complaining, immediately shut up.

She quickly went to greet her: "Sister Na, what brings you here?"

Linna said, "Didn't he tell you?"

All eyes immediately turned to Su Fan.

Su Fan said, "You're just here on a group tour, what's there to say?"

He Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously: "A group tour?"

Lin Na said, "Yeah, I've been free lately, and I heard you guys are planning to do a travel livestream, so I was thinking of going out with you guys. What, you're not welcome?"

"Welcome, of course you're welcome." He Xiaoxiao answered decisively. "With Sister Na here, we feel much safer. At least when some unreliable people try to mess with us, there's someone to keep them in check."

As she spoke, she glanced meaningfully at Su Fan.

Su Fan pretended not to see it and said, "Alright, everyone's here, get on the bus. Aren't you all sleepy? You'll have plenty of time to sleep on the way."

After getting into the car, Linna quickly noticed that something was wrong with everyone.

Apart from Su Fan, everyone else looked somewhat tired.

Linna put her luggage away and asked疑惑地问道, "Why do you all look like you didn't sleep well last night?"

He Xiaoxiao leaned back in her chair, looking resentful, and said, "How could I possibly sleep well? Some people suddenly threw two new songs at us right before we were about to leave work, and we rehearsed until four in the morning. It's already a miracle that we're still alive here."

As they talked, the group of people leaned against the bus on their way to the high-speed rail station and drifted off to sleep.