A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Zhou Haiyang returned to the bureau and convened another emergency meeting.

Everyone initially thought the discussion would focus on the follow-up promotion of "Northeast Folk Songs".

As a result, Zhou Haiyang pressed the play button again in the conference room.

Before the broadcast, some people muttered to themselves, "Haven't we already heard of this?"

However, as soon as the intro started and Qin Shen's voice came out, the conference room fell silent instantly.

"My home is in Northeast China, on the Songhua River, where soybeans and sorghum grow all over the mountains and fields..."

When the song ended, everyone in the room froze in shock.

"This...this...this..."

Some people stared at each other for a long time, but couldn't come up with a complete sentence.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Zhou Haiyang felt incredibly pleased.

But he immediately realized that he probably looked the same way in front of Su Fan back then.

Then he lost interest and even felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed lightly and said, "I don't need to repeat what we need to do next, do I?"

Everyone nodded and chimed in with their own opinions.

"Director Zhou, we're familiar with this procedure. Don't worry, we guarantee there won't be any problems!"

"Now, the moment of miracle is about to begin!"

……

The atmosphere became lively when suddenly someone asked, "Director Zhou, this song doesn't sound like it's sung by Su Fan?"

Zhou Haiyang said, "It was composed by Su Fan, but he gave it to his friend Qin Shen to sing."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were familiar with Su Fan and the others, but they had no recollection of who this Qin Shen was.

Zhou Haiyang noticed everyone's confusion and explained, "It's the one that did a live stream of the centenarian's funeral a while ago."

"It's him? How could it be him?" Everyone asked in disbelief.

Zhou Haiyang retorted, "Why can't it be him?"

At this moment, someone said, "Director Zhou, such a good song would be even better if we arranged for a professional singer to sing it."

Zhou Haiyang's face darkened, and he immediately stopped him: "Who do you think you are? This song was written by Su Fan. Does he need our permission to give it to whomever he wants to sing?"

These words left everyone present speechless.

In fact, Zhou Haiyang knew that if he found a well-known singer to sing, in addition to the star effect, it would also generate buzz.

After all, Su Fan had never written a song specifically for any singer.

But he knew even better that Harbin's current popularity was inseparable from Qin Shen.

It's important to know that Su Fan was able to come to Northeast China because of Qin Shen.

Furthermore, if it weren't for Qin Shen's live broadcast, he might not even have known that Su Fan had arrived in Harbin.

Besides, the song belongs to Su Fan himself, and it's none of anyone else's business who he wants to give it to.

He glanced at everyone, his tone softening but still serious: "Don't say things like that again, especially in public."

Everyone nodded to indicate that they understood.

The person who asked the question quickly apologized, "It was my oversight, and I promise I won't say such a thing again."

The meeting then adjourned, and everyone went about their own business.

At this moment, in the recording studio, after listening to "The Mountain Guest (Horsewalker)," Qin Shen felt as if he had been possessed by a shaman.

After a long pause, he asked earnestly, "Brother Fan, tell me the truth, was this song written for you by some kind of deity?"

Su Fan said, "I'm not some kind of shamanic disciple, I'm from Longhu Mountain."

Qin Shen persisted: "I have a feeling that the shaman went to your Longhu Mountain to cultivate and then sent the song to you."

Su Fan reminded him, "Brother Shen, shamans don't cross the Shanhaiguan Pass."

Qin Shen slapped his forehead: "Right, right, how could I forget about that?"

After he finished speaking, he became excited again: "Brother Fan, your song is a success! Now let's see what Fifth Master will do. How about we go get some ginseng right now, and then throw this song in Fifth Master's face and see if he dares to say a word against it?"

Su Fan said, "Brother Shen, don't open the champagne halfway through the game."

Why?

"Being too happy too soon can lead to a painful reality check."

……

The next day, the music video for Harbin's culture and tourism was released online.

The Northeast region has been hot these past few days.

It's safe to say that the term "Northeast" has become a trending topic on various platforms.

The release of "My Home is in Northeast China" immediately attracted a large number of netizens.

"Another song from Northeast China? Northeast China's songs are all the rage lately!"

"Is it going to be tear gas again today?"

"Last time, 'Northeast Folk Songs' made me cry, this time I've prepared tissues!"

……

When you open the music video, the scene is a sunrise over the Songhua River, with wisps of smoke rising from the village.

Next, the song information appeared on the screen.

My Home is in Northeast China

Singer: Qin Shen

Lyrics and music: Su Fan

Everyone was a little confused when they saw the name Qin Shen.

Some people are trying to recall if there is such a person among the singers.

Unfortunately, I couldn't recall a singer named Qin Shen in my mind, and I had no idea who he was.

Not to mention strangers, even Qin Shen's friends didn't suspect him.

At this moment, the intro begins, followed by a burst of vocals.

"Sigh...sigh..."

Hey...hey yo

My home is in Northeast China.

On the Songhua River

There are soybeans and sorghum covering the mountains and fields.

……

Upon hearing the first line, everyone's first impression was: "This voice is so authentically Northeastern, so down-to-earth."

Not only is the singing down-to-earth, but the lyrics are also down-to-earth.

Songhua River, soybeans and sorghum, the most common crops in Northeast China, sound so familiar and comforting.

"beside the green hills and clear waters"

Two large white poplars in front of the gate

Neat and tidy fence yard

A small thatched house

Why…"

……

The video cuts to a farmhouse courtyard, where two bare poplar trees stretch their branches toward the sky.

A fence surrounds the small garden, and a house sits in the snow.

Many netizens from Northeast China felt a sense of familiarity after seeing this scene.

The comments section started flooded with messages: "This is exactly the same as my grandma's yard."

When the chorus started, Qin Shen's voice was completely unleashed.

"My dad is either doing something or not"

I always want to have a drink.

Even without vegetables

"You still have to drink two ounces."

……

This is probably the norm for men from Northeast China.

A dish of peanuts, two ounces of liquor, a sip, eyes squinted, the expression more satisfied than if he were eating the finest delicacies.

"Big bowls of tea, big bowls of wine"

The neighbors on the left and right sides

Five champions, six six six

The room was filled with laughter.

Ouch"

……

Drinking alone is a form of solitude.

Drinking with a group of people is lively.

Three or five close friends, playing a drinking game, the loser drinks.

Of course, it could also be that the winner drinks.

After all, what Northeasterner doesn't like to have a drink or two?

My mom has always had a loud voice.

She sang folk songs every day on her way to school.

The old man sang until

He put down his pipe

The young man who sang

He misses his girl even more.

The old lady sang until

Put down your needle and thread and listen to a piece of music.

Singing until the young girl

My eyes are brimming with tears.

Forgot to do laundry

"Oh...oh oh..."

……

Northeastern men love to drink, but only if a Northeastern woman gives her permission.

If you dare to drink it secretly without permission, you can expect to be questioned by the loud voices of the women in your family.

They even got a full-body massage.

After all, women from Northeast China are generally quite capable with their hands.

But the song didn't sing about these things; it only sang about how women have loud voices and sing beautifully.

Indeed, it's true that Northeasterners sing with an inherent boldness.

Just like how people from Jiangnan sing with the imagery of flowing streams and small bridges.

Many listeners couldn't help but grin when they heard this part.