A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Su Fan unleashed a barrage of attacks, leaving Xu Xin completely bewildered.

After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "Thank you for your advice."

"You think I'm trying to comfort you? What a joke, I just can't stand it."

Why?

"Because my master said that if there's anything that displeases you, you should speak it out. If you keep it inside, your heart will become dirty. I'm just purging it."

Xu Xin asked, "What if I don't listen to you?"

Su Fan scoffed, "Brother Xu, believe it or not, if you don't listen to me, I have plenty of ways to make you listen."

"What method?"

"For example, I might tell Director Zhou that I had already come up with a whole song idea, but after seeing what you did, I felt my ideas weren't flowing smoothly, and my inspiration vanished instantly. Guess what, Director Zhou would send you to me so I could complain to him to my heart's content?"

Xu Xin's face darkened, then he squeezed out through gritted teeth, "Fine, you win."

Su Fan nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, Brother Xu, I was just kidding. Go get your car, I'll be right there."

"Not going to shop anymore?"

Su Fan lifted the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand: "Besides this, there's nothing else worth buying here. You go first, I'll take another stroll around."

Xu Xin turned around and went to get the car.

Su Fan then went to the woman's stall.

He Jiayu was tidying up her stall when she looked up and saw that Su Fan was the only one there. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She smiled and asked, "Forgot something?"

Su Fan said, "Sister He, this Ganoderma lucidum is pretty good. Let's exchange contact information. If you get anything good in the future, just send it to me by express delivery."

He Jiayu paused for a moment, then nodded.

The two exchanged contact information.

As he was leaving, Su Fan suddenly said, "Sister He, my brother Xu is still single, he doesn't even have a girlfriend."

He Jiayu was stunned when she heard this.

Su Fan walked a few meters away, waved, and said, "I should go too. See you again someday."

When Su Fan came out, Xu Xin's car was already parked on the side of the road waiting for him.

He opened the car door and got into the passenger seat.

Xu Xin said, "How about we go look around somewhere else?"

"No, please take me to the hotel first."

"Okay, I'll come pick you up when it's lunchtime to go eat."

Su Fan returned to the hotel, turned on his computer, and started working on songs.

Xu Xin then turned around and went back to his unit.

As soon as I entered the office, seven or eight people surrounded me.

How much footage did you shoot?

Where did you go today?

"Why isn't the live stream on? Is there something wrong with the equipment?"

……

Xu Xin said, "I didn't film anything."

The office fell silent instantly.

"Why?" several people asked in unison.

Before Xu Xin could explain, footsteps came from the doorway, and Zhou Haiyang arrived.

"What happened?"

Xu Xin reported truthfully: "Su Fan said we don't need to film, he wants to make a song for us."

The office is quiet again.

Then it was like a pot of boiling water exploded.

"What song?"

"When will you do it?"

"What content was written?"

……

Xu Xin was stumped by the question and shrugged, "I don't know either. He just said he had to write it, but he didn't say anything else."

Zhou Haiyang didn't press for details, but instead instructed, "Don't do anything right now, just follow Su Fan. When he goes to a hotel, you go to a hotel too. When he goes to eat, you go to eat too. If you don't have a place to stay, book a room next to his. I need you to be with him 24 hours a day. If you get this done, you'll get the credit."

Xu Xin opened his mouth, as if to say, "Is it really necessary?"

But seeing Zhou Haiyang's "You don't need to ask, just do as I say" expression, he swallowed his words.

"I'll go right now." He picked up his car keys, turned around, and went out the door.

By this time, Su Fan had almost finished working on the song.

He originally wanted to bring out the song "My Home is in Northeast China".

But after seeing Xu Xin and He Jiayu, he decided to bring out "Northeast Folk Songs".

This song, on Earth, was written, composed, and sung by Mao Buyi.

The song "Northeast Folk Song" appears on the surface to be a festive Spring Festival song.

But at its core is a heartbreaking love story.

It tells the story of a boy who went out to work hard while a girl waited at home, but in the end, she waited her whole life and never saw the boy return.

After securing the song and registering the copyright, Su Fan muttered to himself, "Let's see how long you can keep up this act!"

Xu Xin arrived at the hotel where Su Fan was staying and actually booked a room next to his.

After booking the room, he sent a message to Su Fan: "Brother Fan, I'm next door. Just call me if you need anything."

Upon seeing this, Su Fan couldn't help but complain, "Good grief, are you guys afraid I'll run away?!"

So, Su Fan knocked on the door next door.

"Let's go, it's lunchtime, let's go eat."

The two found a small restaurant near the hotel.

Northeastern Chinese cuisine, the portions are shockingly large.

A plate of sweet and sour pork was piled up like a small mountain, and the sauerkraut stew with glass noodles was served in a basin.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Su Fan couldn't help but remark, "When you eat here, you have to bring your own bowl."

Xu Xin said, "Brother Fan, would you like a drink?"

Su Fan refused, saying, "I won't drink anymore. I'll go record the song after I finish eating."

Xu Xin exclaimed in surprise, "So fast?"

"If you think it's too fast, then I'll play for two days before recording."

Xu Xin quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant!"

"Is it because you think it's too fast, and you're worried about the quality?"

Xu Xin quickly shook his head again: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant!"

Seeing his expression, Su Fan said, "Alright, Brother Xu, I'm not teasing you anymore. I understand what you mean. Let's go after we finish eating."

After finishing their meal and paying the bill, Xu Xin drove Su Fan to the recording studio.

The recording studio is located in an office building in the old city of Harbin. It's not big, but it's fully equipped.

The boss was a fat man with long hair, surnamed Liu. He knew Xu Xin and offered him a cigarette as soon as they met.

Boss Liu lit a cigarette for himself, his gaze lingering on Su Fan's face for two seconds before he abruptly took the cigarette from his mouth, his voice changing: "You are... Su Fan?"

Su Fan said, "Boss, may I borrow your space for a moment?"

Mr. Liu hurriedly extinguished his cigarette, poured water, and adjusted the equipment.

Su Fan took the lyrics and sheet music into the recording studio, put on his headphones, and gave the mixing console an OK sign.

Xu Xin sat in the chair behind the mixing console, put on his monitoring headphones, and felt his heart beating much faster than usual.

It wasn't that he hadn't heard Su Fan's songs; on the contrary, he had listened to quite a few.

I've heard "Chengdu," "Sorrow," and "One Meat, One Vegetable," and some of them I've listened to repeatedly.

But this was the first time he had ever seen Su Fan record a song in person, and it was a song about Northeast China.

When the intro started, Xu Xin was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't the kind of music that was full of passion and energy; rather, it sounded rather soothing.

In his mind, this was completely out of step with the atmosphere of Northeast China.

He started to get a little worried.