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The sea breeze rustled the coconut trees, and the orange sunlight shone on Lin Yan's face.

There was no other accompaniment, just a simple acoustic guitar.

Lin Yan lowered his head slightly, his fingertips deftly plucking the strings.

A soothing, low-pitched guitar intro, yet subtly carrying a forward-driving force, flowed out like water.

The prelude isn't exactly technically impressive; in fact, the repetitive strumming sounds rather monotonous.

But this monotonous repetition is just like the sound of a person walking alone on a long highway.

Heavy, resolute, and lonely.

Chen Yu had just been sitting with his legs crossed, ready to watch the show, but as soon as this prelude started, his cold smile froze.

Shen Qingqiu unconsciously put down the water glass in his hand and leaned forward slightly.

After a dozen seconds of guitar music, Lin Yan approached the microphone.

That slightly husky voice, with a hint of roughness, slowly dissipated in the night breeze:

"Wandering, on the road"

Are you leaving? (via via)

Fragile, yet proud

That was once what I looked like.

Boiling, restless

Where are you going? via via

Mysterious, silent

Are you really listening to the story...?

There were no fancy vocal runs or desperate high-pitched explosions.

Lin Yan, like an old friend who has seen through the ways of the world, leans against the campfire, holding a glass of plain water, and tells you a story of ups and downs in the most calm tone.

I have crossed mountains and seas

Also through crowds of people

Everything I once possessed

In the blink of an eye, they all vanished like smoke.

I was once lost, disappointed, and directionless.

Until I realized that ordinariness is the only answer…

The moment the climax melody burst forth, the entire conch house fell silent, even the sound of breathing stopped.

Teacher He's eyes instantly reddened. Having been immersed in the entertainment industry for decades, he had witnessed too many rises and falls. These few words were like a blunt knife, forcefully tearing open the deepest disguise hidden in his heart.

Crossing mountains and seas, possessing everything yet vanishing like smoke.

Isn't this exactly what those people who strive desperately for fame and fortune only to find that their final destination is just ordinariness?

Huang Xiaochu lowered his head and silently rubbed his sore nose.

Chen Yu, huddled in the corner, had a face as white as if it had been painted.

He might not fully understand the melancholy in the lyrics, but he could hear the song's terrifying structure and invincible melody.

Compared to this song, his much-vaunted boy band dance was like a circus monkey wielding a knife, so embarrassing it made your scalp tingle.

After a full minute of blank screen, the barrage of comments exploded like a nuclear bomb:

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! This is amazing! Is this just a casual rendition?!]

[This song completely broke me! I'm 35, bankrupt and in debt, and I used to have such high aspirations. This song really resonated with me!]

[Until you realize that ordinariness is the only answer—this lyric alone is enough to make this song utterly crush the current Chinese music scene!]

[Where are Chen Yu's fans? Come out and show yourselves! Is this what you call "running out of ideas"? Is this what you call "draining his talent"?]

Forget about that young, charlatan performing his rituals, everyone listen to the music! Stand up!

In the video, Lin Yan still has his eyes closed, and the force of his strumming gradually increases, making the rhythm lighter and more decisive.

"When you are still, still dreaming"

Your tomorrow, via via

Will she get better, or worse?

It was another day for me.

I destroyed everything I had.

I just want to leave forever.

I once fell into boundless darkness

Wanting to struggle but unable to extricate myself

I was once like you, like him, like those wild grasses and flowers.

Despairing yet yearning

I cry and laugh at the same time..."

The last few lines of chanting, like the rising tide, crashed one after another against everyone's eardrums and hearts.

"Keep moving forward, just keep going, no matter what you've been given."

Keep moving forward, just keep going, even if something is taken from you...

This is not just an ordinary promotional song; it is a spiritual baptism for all the busy working people.

The piano music gradually faded, ending with a clean and crisp final chord, its lingering notes drifting away on the sea breeze.

The courtyard was silent for a full ten seconds.

Immediately afterwards, Teacher He stood up abruptly and clapped enthusiastically.

Then Huang Xiaochu, Zhang Zifeng, and Shen Qingqiu, who couldn't suppress his smile, also stood up, and a burst of applause erupted.

Director Wang was so excited he slapped his thigh, his hands clenched tightly, his eyes bloodshot: "It's a sure thing... This is the theme song I wanted! This seafood meal wasn't for nothing! This is absolutely a masterpiece!"

yard.

Lin Yan calmly returned the guitar to the stage manager and turned to look at the director, who was still in a daze.

"Director Wang," Lin Yan rubbed his stomach, "You promised, you can't go back on your word, can you?"

This blunt truth, which utterly ruined the mood, instantly kicked everyone back to reality from their sentimental reverie.

Viewers across the internet were left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

My tears were still welling up in my eyes when he told me he was begging for food?!

[Lin Yan: Don't talk to me about life ideals, I just want to know if I can sleep in tomorrow.]

Director Wang gave a wry smile, then quickly and cheerfully handed over the exemption card with both hands: "It's yours, absolutely yours! You can set up a barbecue stall in the yard tomorrow, and nobody will dare to bother you!"

Lin Yan put the card in his pocket with satisfaction, then glanced at Chen Yu next to him, who looked like he wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Chen Yu," Lin Yan yawned widely, "go back, wash up, and go to sleep. Dancing makes you sweat a lot, and the sea breeze can easily cause rheumatism in your legs. Don't ask just anyone to write songs for you anymore; it's really a brain drain. I was just scribbling something down."

"Just singing whatever comes to mind."

These five words were like slaps to Chen Yu's face, one on each side.

Chen Yu couldn't even utter a harsh word. With a dark face, he turned around and rushed back into the house. The clown was none other than himself.

Lin Yan stretched and strolled back to her room to sleep.

But he had no idea that on the very night he went to sleep, high-definition, unedited clips of "The Ordinary Road" were spreading like wildfire across major short video platforms at a terrifying speed.

In just two hours, the total number of views across the internet exceeded 50 million!

At the same time, on the backend of a well-known domestic travel app, the search term "Hainan Coconut Breeze Island" took off in the early hours of the morning, with the data showing an absurd surge of 9000%!

Countless young people, resonating with the song and yearning to escape the city and find "ordinary life," booked flights to Hainan overnight.

This song, which was just a casual rendition, single-handedly boosted the tourism industry of the entire island.

This overwhelming wealth shattered the glass of the local cultural and tourism bureau!