Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Xu Qing took a photo out of his pocket.

That was the shadow photo he showed on the show.

The edges of the photo are already a bit worn.

He gently stroked the blurry figure in the photo with his fingertips.

"You said you like lively atmospheres."

"Wasn't today lively enough?"

"I remember all those who bullied you."

"This is just the beginning."

Xu Qing's eyes turned cold.

I was on stage just now.

He saw it very clearly.

The long-haired man on the judges' panel.

And that fat guy.

The contempt and disgust in his eyes.

That's arrogance towards the lower classes.

It is also an insult to the little fish.

Xu Qing carefully put the photos away and kept them close to her body.

He stood up.

Looking at the dark sea in the distance.

"system."

He silently recited it in his heart.

[Host, please speak.]

"Exchange for 'God-level Scriptwriting Ability'".

[Redeem successful.]

[Deduct 50 million reputation points.]

[Remaining Reputation Points: 58 million.]

A flood of information rushed into my mind.

Regarding script structure, dialogue polishing, and storyboard design...

He was overwhelmed by a flood of knowledge.

Xu Qing closed her eyes, processing everything.

The theme for the next match has not yet been decided.

But he had already decided what he was going to do.

Since these people like acting.

They like to create a persona.

Then he'll play along with them in a grand performance.

A grand drama that will expose the hypocrisy of the entertainment industry.

……

downstairs.

The light in Luo Tianxiong's study was still on.

The old man was wearing reading glasses and looking at a tablet computer.

The screen displays a video of Xu Qing's performance.

He has played it on repeat for the fifth time.

"Old Zhang."

Luo Tianxiong took off his glasses and rubbed his temples.

"master."

The housekeeper, Old Zhang, came over with a cup of hot milk.

"you say……"

Luo Tianxiong pointed at the young man in the white shirt on the screen.

"What on earth is going on in this kid's head?"

"He sang this kind of ghostly song with such deep emotion."

"I even want to kowtow twice to my deceased great-grandmother."

Old Zhang smiled.

"Talent".

"This is a gift from God."

"and……"

Old Zhang paused for a moment.

"There is genuine emotion in this."

"If you haven't experienced that kind of unforgettable pain, you can't sing with this kind of feeling."

Luo Tianxiong fell silent.

He thought of his daughter, who was hiding behind the screen, crying her eyes out.

"Ugh."

The richest man sighed.

"What a terrible thing to do."

"These two kids are both incredibly stubborn."

"They're both clearly alive, but they have to act like they're separated by death."

Luo Tianxiong took a sip of milk.

"Hey Zhao Tai, is there any movement over there?"

Old Zhang's smile faded, and his expression turned serious.

"The message that just came from over there."

"Zhao Tai is at Miss Cha's grave."

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianxiong slammed the cup in his hand heavily on the table.

A few drops of milk spilled out.

"court death."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the old man's eyes.

That was the look in his eyes when he was battling it out in the business world.

"Checking the cemetery?"

"What does he want to do?"

"Trying to dig up graves?"

"Or are you trying to prove that my daughter, Luo Tianxiong, is not dead?"

Luo Tianxiong stood up and paced around the study with his hands behind his back.

"Since he wants to investigate."

"Then let him investigate."

"Old Zhang."

"exist."

"Go and make the arrangements."

"Build him a tomb."

"I want the most luxurious and the most realistic one."

"It's in the best location at Xishan Cemetery."

"I've already thought of the inscription for the tombstone."

Luo Tianxiong stopped and looked out the window.

"Just write: The Tomb of Luo Xiaoyu".

"The person who erected the monument..."

Write Xu Qing's name.

Old Zhang was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, this...this is not auspicious, is it?"

"And we also have to write Mr. Xu's name?"

Luo Tianxiong sneered.

"Only in this way will Zhao Tai believe it."

"Only in this way will that kid go even crazier."

"How can we catch big fish if we don't stir up this mess?"

"Go and do it."

"I want to see that tomb standing there before dawn tomorrow."

"Yes."

Old Zhang left.

The study returned to silence.

Luo Tianxiong looked at Xu Qing's cold face on the screen.

self-mumbling.

"Kid."

"I've already set up the stage for you."

"How do we sing next?"

"It's up to you now."

……

Early the next morning.

All music app charts have been updated.

New Song Chart, Hot Song Chart, Rising Star Chart.

The top spot has changed hands completely.

"Double Happiness" - by Xu Qing

Views: 200 million.

Number of comments: 99+.

This song even made it onto overseas charts.

On TikTok, an international online platform.

Countless foreigners wrapped in red sheets performed the wedding ceremony as seen in the video.

Although they had no idea what it meant.

But then the suona sound rang out.

Regardless of whether they are Black or White.

Everyone started shaking their legs.

This mysterious force from the East swept across the globe overnight.

At this moment, Xu Qing...

He was standing at the entrance of the music academy, carrying a guitar on his back.

He didn't come here to study.

He's looking for someone.

He was looking for the three brothers who had gone crazy with him last night.

Wang Dazhu squatted on the curb, holding a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) in his hand.

Xu Qing was seen walking over.

The man hid the pancake behind his back.

He quickly stood up and wiped his hands on his pants.

"Brother Xu... Brother Xu."

Li Ergou and Zhang Tiedan quickly stood up straight.

Yesterday's battle.

This made them completely submit to Xu Qing.

This is not just a singer.

This is a deity.

Xu Qing walked up to them.

I glanced at the meager breakfast in their hands.

"Not full?"

Wang Dazhu scratched his bald head and chuckled sheepishly.

"I'm full."

"We have small appetites."

He had just finished saying that.

Zhang Tiedan's stomach growled.

The sound was as loud as thunder.

The scene became quite awkward.

Xu Qing smiled.

This was the first time in the past two days that he had shown such a relaxed smile.

"Walk."

Xu Qing waved.

"I'll take you guys out for a nice meal."

"What do you want to eat?"

Wang Dazhu's eyes lit up.

Seafood buffet.

"You'll be full."

The three men cheered.

They surrounded Xu Qing and led her away into the distance.

The sunlight shone on them.

It casts a very long shadow.

Meanwhile, in a black sedan across the street.

A pair of eyes were fixed on Xu Qing's back.

Holding a camera in his hand.

The camera shutter kept clicking.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

"Got it."

"He was with those country bumpkins."

"He seems quite happy."

"Okay, I'll keep following up."

"I will notify you immediately as soon as he goes to the cemetery."

hang up the phone.

The paparazzi started the car.

I followed them quietly.

A new storm is brewing.

It's in the works.

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Luo Qianyu is a superstar, while Luo Xiaoyu is the pseudonym she used in her online romance with Xu Qing. Xu Qing knows her name is Luo Xiaoyu, but doesn't know she is Luo Qianyu. Moreover, Luo Qianyu is not Xiaoyu's real name; it's her stage name. The fact that she used the pseudonym Luo Xiaoyu was discovered by Luo's father, and the tombstone was erected using Xiaoyu's pseudonym from that time.

Furthermore, the public is unaware of the relationship between Xiaoyu and Luo's father, the relationship between Luo Qianyu and Luo the richest man, and that Xiaoyu and Qianyu are the same person.

I'm currently fixing a bug. If you find the same bug later, please tag me.

I suggest skipping directly to chapter 66; the later chapters feel a bit forced in trying to advance the plot.