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In the recording studio of Chexing Music Studio.

Wang Haoran took off his headphones, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

My voice is also a little hoarse.

But his eyes were frighteningly bright.

This is the seventh day he has practiced "A Person Like Me".

In seven days, he went from not being able to sing a single line steadily at the beginning to finally being able to sing the whole song.

No showing off skills.

Don't hit high notes.

There were no fancy vocal transitions either.

He simply stood in front of the microphone and sang out all those ordinary, sensitive, self-deprecating, and resentful feelings, word by word.

Jiang Che sat in front of the control panel and listened to it one last time.

He didn't speak immediately.

Wang Haoran was extremely nervous.

Clutching the earphones with both hands, she even held her breath.

"How is it?"

"Will it work?"

Jiang Che looked up at him.

"able."

Wang Haoran was stunned for a moment.

"Really?"

Jiang Che nodded.

"It's a little better than I expected."

boom.

Wang Haoran's mind went completely blank.

He almost jumped up on the spot.

Holy crap!

"Boss, your evaluation is incredibly valuable!"

"It's even better than you expected? So, rounding it up, am I already a future singing champion?"

Jiang Che looked at him.

"Your rounding range is a bit too large."

Wang Haoran chuckled.

"Everyone should have dreams."

He was still being sarcastic.

But his eyes were already red.

For those seven days, he trained harder than anyone else.

I arrive at the recording studio earliest and leave latest every day.

Drink water when your throat is tired.

If your breathing gets out of control, start over.

If you sing a line wrong, you have to sing it dozens of times.

From childhood to adulthood, he has rarely been seriously expected to sing.

So this time, he cherished it more than anyone else.

Jiang Che exported and saved the final mixed audio.

The filename is very simple.

Wang Haoran, "A Person Like Me".

Wang Haoran stared at the filename on the screen for a long time.

These words made his heart race more than any trophy.

Jiang Che stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ready to release the song."

Wang Haoran's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Really?"

Jiang Che countered with a question.

"The recording is already done, why not post it and keep it for entertainment?"

Wang Haoran took a deep breath.

Then he nodded vigorously.

"hair!"

"Just do it!"

"Anyway, I'm the one who's embarrassed."

Jiang Che glanced at him.

"With me here, you won't get lost."

Wang Haoran almost lost his composure again.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Depend on."

"Why do you always say things like that at crucial moments?"

"It almost moved me to tears, even though I'm a 180-pound strong man."

Jiang Che didn't expose him.

Simply open your social media account.

Since the championship night, his account's followers have grown to a terrifying number.

Countless people urge him to open for business every day.

The comments section was filled with the same sentence.

"Jiang Che, where are you?"

This time.

Jiang Che, who had been missing for several days, finally updated his social media.

The content is very short.

[Chexing Music Studio Established.]

[Wang Haoran is our first artist.]

[First single, "A Person Like Me".]

[Tonight at 8 PM, released across the entire internet.]

Send it out dynamically.

Less than a minute.

The comment section exploded.

"???"

"Holy crap! Jiang Che has come back to life!"

"Wait a minute, Chexing Music Studio?"

"Did he really start his own company?"

"He didn't sign with Tingxian, nor with Shengda; he did it himself?"

"Your first artist? Wang Haoran?"

Who is Wang Haoran?

"Fatty! That roommate who's always been Jiang Che's mouth double in the live stream!"

"Holy crap! Fatty's releasing a song?"

"Jiang Che disappeared for so many days, and he actually went to open a company and write songs for his artists on the side?"

"Outrageous! This is so Jiang Che-esque!"

"Others take on endorsements after winning a championship, he started a company and mentored his colleagues!"

"What kind of wish-fulfillment plot is this?"

After the initial shock.

Questions quickly arose.

"I admit Jiang Che is a great songwriter, but can Wang Haoran really sing it?"

"I remember this fat guy. He's from the music department at Jiangcheng University, but his grades don't seem to be outstanding."

"I checked, and Wang Haoran didn't have many works before, nor had he participated in any major competitions."

"It's understandable that Jiang Che is bringing his brother along, but not everyone can be a singer."

"Jiang Che sings well, that's his own talent."

"Wang Haoran is relatively unknown; can he really keep up with Jiang Che's singing?"

"Don't let the song be good, but the performer be terrible."

"To be honest, Jiang Che's decision to choose a fat person as his first artist is a bit risky."

The netizens' reactions are very genuine.

They like Jiang Che.

I approve of Jiang Che.

They've even elevated Jiang Che to the status of a new hope in the Chinese music scene.

But who is Wang Haoran?

A roommate who appeared in Jiang Che's life.

A fat guy yelling "My brother is awesome!" in the live stream.

A mouth double with maximum comedic effect.

Should we make him an entertainer?

And you even made him sing a song written by Jiang Che himself?

The contrast is too great.

It's so big that many people can't accept it at first glance.

Entertainment bloggers also immediately jumped in.

"Jiang Che's establishment of Chexing Music Studio is indeed a major piece of news."

"But choosing Wang Haoran as the first artist is very risky."

"Wang Haoran currently has no market success and no representative works on the public stage."

"Whether Jiang Che can write a song that suits him, and whether Wang Haoran can sing it well, are the biggest highlights tonight."

This analysis was quickly shared.

The comments section was buzzing.

"Waiting for 8 o'clock."

"I believe in Jiang Che's songs, but I don't really believe in Wang Haoran's."

"I don't think Jiang Che would do anything reckless."

"Every time Jiang Che was questioned before, he was proven wrong in the end."

"Got it, I'm going to get beaten up again tonight."

"Don't nurse, listen to the song first."

......

8 PM.

"People Like Me" was released on time.

This song appeared on the homepages of major music platforms.

Singer: Wang Haoran.

Lyrics by Jiang Che.

Composer: Jiang Che.

Producer: Jiang Che.

Produced by: Chexing Music Studio.

When these few lines of text were displayed, many netizens were still in a daze at first.

"Jiang Che really did cover everything."

He wrote the lyrics, composed the music, and produced everything.

"Wang Haoran's treatment is so good, the boss himself carried him in his sedan chair."

"How much pressure must a fat person be under?"

"Let me hear it first."

Countless netizens clicked to play.

The prelude begins.

Very simple.

There is no complicated arrangement.

There's no cool rhythm.

There's only a clean guitar solo and a light base note.

It's like someone sitting by the roadside at night, telling their story.

"People as outstanding as me"

"He should have lived a brilliant life"

"How come after more than twenty years..."

Still adrift in the sea of ​​people

When Wang Haoran's voice came out, many people were stunned.

Not fancy enough.

Not up to standard.

You can even hear a hint of awkwardness in his voice.

But it is precisely this rawness that gives the song an indescribable authenticity.

There was a slight hoarseness in the voice.

It's a little blunt.

There was also a sadness that I carefully hid.

He doesn't sing stories of lofty ideals.

The song is about the self that everyone sees when they look down.

At first, some people in the comments section typed sarcastic remarks.

"His singing skills are just average."

But the comment hasn't been posted yet.

The song moves to the next section.

"Someone as smart as me"

"I've long since said goodbye to naivety."

"Why did you still use a past relationship?"

"Go and exchange your body for scars."

That kind of self-deprecation and resentment from ordinary people felt like a hand gently gripping the hearts of the audience.

Many people suddenly found themselves unable to type.

They found themselves unable to laugh.

Because the ordinariness sung in this song, that feeling of being somewhat unwilling yet pretending to be indifferent, is all too familiar.

It's so familiar, like the face I see every day when I look in the mirror.

"People like me who are lost and confused"

"People like me who are searching"

"Someone like me who accomplishes nothing."

How many other people have you met?

An office worker was listening to music on the subway when suddenly his nose started to sting.

He had just finished working overtime and was still carrying his unfinished lunchbox.

A college student was lying on his dormitory bed, originally just wanting to see Jiang Che's new company make a fool of itself.

Halfway through the conversation, he silently deleted "fat people can't do it" from the comment box.

A young man who had just quit his job sat in his rented room. After listening to the song the first time, he immediately put it on repeat.

The sentiment in the comments section has begun to shift visibly.

"Wait a minute, this song is something else."

"His singing skills aren't exactly top-notch, but the vibe is just right."

"This song seems to be sung only by him."

"Jiang Che understands too well. He didn't let Wang Haoran sing a difficult song. Instead, he wrote a song that was most suitable for Wang Haoran."

"I was just about to critique their singing, but after listening to them, I fell silent."

"This sense of storytelling is truly rare."

"Like an ordinary person sitting in front of you, slowly opening their heart."

"Wang Haoran's voice is a bit clumsy, but that clumsiness is what makes it so real."

"Awesome! This song was totally tailor-made for Wang Haoran!"

"Jiang Che's understanding of singers' timbre is just too strong."

"He not only sings himself, but he also writes songs for others!"

"This is the scariest part!"

More and more people returned to the comments section of Jiang Che's promotional post after hearing the story.

"I'm sorry, I questioned it too soon."

"Jiang Che is awesome."

"Wang Haoran is awesome too."

"If someone with stronger singing skills sang this song, it probably wouldn't have the same feel."

"The story of the fat man is perfect for this song."

"I admit, Jiang Che promoted him."

"Chexing's first artist has made a name for himself."

Real-time data on music platforms began to rise.

Listening volume.

Number of collections.

Number of comments.

Number of shares.

Every number was jumping around rapidly.

The platform editors were the first to notice something was wrong.

"The data for 'People Like Me' is growing very fast."

"Did you bring this from Jiang Che's fan club?"

"more than."

"The completion rate is very high."

"The replay rate is also high."

"The number of spontaneous comments in the comment section is increasing."

The editor's eyes grew brighter as he looked at the backend data.

The data performance of fans pushing for rankings and ordinary people genuinely liking something is completely different.

The former has a rapid rise, but also a rapid decline.

The latter has more stable growth and a higher sharing rate.

The current trajectory of "People Like Me" is clearly not solely driven by fan support.

This song is really starting to spread.

......

the other side.

Lin Wei sat in the apartment.

The phone screen is stuck on the homepage of the music platform.

She looked at the words "People Like Me" with a complicated expression.

Wang Haoran.

Of course she knew.

Jiang Che's roommate.

That chubby boy who used to always follow Jiang Che around, who loved to joke and whose grades weren't particularly outstanding.

She had never taken Wang Haoran seriously before.

In fact, she often found Wang Haoran a bit noisy.

How can someone like that be a singer?

Lin Wei clicked to play.

She didn't react much when the intro started.

But after Wang Haoran's voice came out, her brows gradually furrowed.

Halfway through the conversation, the disdain on her face vanished completely.

Listen to the whole song.

She sat there, motionless for a long time.

She knew Wang Haoran's level all too well.

In the music department, Wang Haoran was never the most outstanding one.

Her singing skills aren't outstanding.

Its appearance is also not advantageous.

But Jiang Che was able to write such a song for him.

A song that perfectly captures his voice, personality, and temperament.

Wang Haoran was not asked to become someone else.

Jiang Che directly wrote the most ordinary part of Wang Haoran into the most touching part.

Lin Wei suddenly felt as if her chest was blocked.

She opened the leaderboard.

The ranking of "People Like Me" is climbing.

Newcomer Ranking.

Ninety-seven.

Eighty-six.

Seventy-two.

Fifty-ninth.

The numbers are being updated extremely quickly.

She watched helplessly as Wang Haoran, who was once inconspicuous in school, gradually rose into the public eye.

Regret enveloped her once again like a tidal wave.

Even someone with Wang Haoran's achievements.

Jiang Che can train him.

What about her?

She was a new talent that Shengda had initially chosen.

She is good-looking.

Her singing skills are also better than Wang Haoran's.

Also, stage experience.

If she hadn't broken up with Jiang Che.

If only she hadn't looked down on him back then.

If she stood next to Jiang Che.

What kind of song would Jiang Che write for her?

Was she already famous?

Could it be more stable, brighter, and higher than the path that Shengda paved for her?

The more Lin Wei thought about it, the paler her face became.

The man she pushed away was never an ordinary boyfriend.

He is a top-notch producer who can turn ordinary people into singers.

He is a musical monster who can make the unknown hear the entire internet.

She used to think she had made it ashore.

I only just realized it.

They themselves pushed the real shore further away.

Wang Haoran's singing continued on the phone.

The self-deprecation and resentment of ordinary people fell into her ears, word by word.

Lin Wei suddenly turned off play.

But the voice in my heart wouldn't stop.

She regretted it again.

I regret it more than ever before.

......

Nine o'clock in the evening.

"A Person Like Me" broke into the top 50 of the newcomer list.

9:20.

Break into the top 30.

9:40.

Break into the top twenty.

This speed finally made the entire industry restless.

It's important to know that the top ten of the newcomer charts have almost always been a battleground for artists from major companies.

Tingxian, Shengda, Xinghe, Tianguang.

These companies have newcomers with promotional resources, recommendation slots, fan management, and established exposure channels.

A newly established small studio.

Wang Haoran, a nobody.

Within two hours of its release, the first song actually started climbing into the top ten of the newcomer chart.

This is beyond outrageous.

That's outrageous.

"Is Jiang Che going to help Wang Haoran get the top spot on the newcomer ranking?"

"Seriously? A newly established small company is already going to work with artists from big companies?"

"This is too aggressive."

"Chexing Studio's first song, heading straight for the newcomer chart?"

"Jiang Che is leaving no way for others to survive!"

Major entertainment companies also received the news immediately.

Xinghe Entertainment.

Artist Management Department.

The person in charge stared at the backend of the newcomer rankings, his brow furrowed.

"What's up with this Wang Haoran?"

"People from Jiang Che's studio."

"The data is rising too fast."

"Our Chen Yubai is currently ranked seventh. If we let him keep pushing forward like this, he'll be pushed down very soon."

The person in charge said in a deep voice.

"I recommend Chen Yubai."

"Move the new song placement on the homepage forward."

"Let's mobilize the fan base."

"Tonight, let's hold onto the top ten."