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Douyin Headquarters.

The data monitoring center was eerily silent.

All the analysts froze, staring intently at the red curve on the central screen that was almost perpendicular to the ground.

The faces of everyone were filled with disbelief.

"Director Li, is this the data for 'The Sorrow of Love'?"

A young analyst's voice trembled as he pointed at the screen, as if he had seen some kind of ghost.

Data Director Li Ming.

A seasoned veteran who has been working in the industry for over a decade feels his worldview is being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He gripped the cup tightly in his hand, his pupils trembling with shock.

He roared, spittle flying everywhere.

"A classical piece of music! Over 100 million plays and over a million comments within twelve hours! You're telling me this is real? The server must have been attacked! Investigate immediately!"

A classical piece of music suddenly topped the overall trending charts!

What does this mean?

This means that it beat all the popular songs on the charts!

This has never happened before in the history of Douyin!

That's absolutely unbelievable!

"Director! I've checked, the data is all true!"

A technician, pale-faced, reported to his supervisor.

"And it's not just 'Love's Sorrow,' but Chopin, Beethoven, Mozart... all classical music related to animation has seen a surge in search volume and play counts!"

"Bang!"

The cup in Li Ming's hand finally slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

He slumped into the chair, muttering to himself repeatedly.

"Classical music, which has been obscure for years, has suddenly become popular; the world has completely gone mad..."

An intern who had just finished watching the latest episode of the anime muttered to himself.

"This might not be the world going mad, it's that old scoundrel Su who's gone mad..."

……

This super storm triggered by "April" is sweeping from online to offline with overwhelming force.

Kyoto, home to the largest music store, where heavenly sounds resonate.

The boss, Zhang Jianguo, was frantically answering the phone.

He had one tucked around his neck and another in his hand, and beads of sweat on his forehead were pouring down like rain.

"It's all gone! Boss Wang, we're really out of stock! The last violin was snatched up yesterday!"

"What? A piano? Three months! The earliest delivery time for a pre-order is three months! Yes, yes, the model from the anime, they're all gone!"

"Raise the price? Raising the price won't help! The manufacturer has run out of stock!"

Just as Zhang Jianguo was about to catch his breath after hanging up the phone, a boy in a school uniform rushed in, dragging his mother along.

"Boss! I want to buy a violin! The one that Kaori Miyazono uses!"

Looking at the burning light in the boy's eyes, Zhang Jianguo revealed a smile that was more like a grimace.

"My little ancestor, let alone that one, the shop is almost out of strings."

In his 30 years in the industry, he had never seen such a crazy sight.

In the past, classical musical instruments were the hardest products to sell, and all year round, the customers were mostly regulars.

But now?

The entire store's threshold was practically worn down by these young people who were so excited about an animated film!

They called out to Friend A, their eyes shining, as if they were buying not a musical instrument, but a ticket to their dreams.

Zhang Jianguo looked at the empty shelves and the huge number of orders in the back office.

For the first time, I felt a deep sense of awe towards the words "animation".

He muttered to himself, "This isn't animation, this is a money-printing machine!"

……

Kyoto Conservatory of Music.

This institution, hailed as the highest hall of classical music in China, has lost its usual tranquility.

Two elderly professors with gray hair were walking along a tree-lined path, discussing something with great concern.

"Old Qian, these students nowadays are getting more and more impetuous. They don't practice the basics and just think about doing fancy things all day long."

"Who can argue with that? The preservation of classical music is in dire straits!"

The two sighed and walked past a music room, but were drawn by the music coming from inside, and stopped in their tracks.

It's "The Sorrow of Love".

It was a mess, but the emotion it conveyed was frighteningly strong; it was just that the technique was atrocious.

The professor, known as Old Qian, frowned, pushed open the door, and was about to reprimand him.

But in the music room, there were seven or eight students crammed together, surrounding a classmate playing the violin, all listening with rapt attention.

"What are you doing! Instead of practicing properly, what are you doing messing around here!" Old Qian roared.

A student saw him, his eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly.

"Professor Qian! Listen! He's drawing out that feeling of passion! That burning life force!"

"What? Kaoru? What does it feel like? This is utter nonsense!"

Another student took out his phone and handed him the final ensemble piece from "April".

"Professor, look! This is it! The whole school is imitating this now! This is what music should be like! Full of life!"

The two elderly professors were completely dumbfounded as they watched the performance on their phone screens, listened to the soul-stirring piano music, and looked at the students in front of them, their faces flushed with excitement.

Their prized precision rhythm seemed like a huge joke at this moment.

They suddenly realized that they seemed to have been left far behind by this group of young people and by this era.

……

This wave has even swept through the performance market.

The Chopin recital by renowned pianist Yun Xiao was initially not selling well.

However, on the very night the latest episode of the anime aired, all the remaining tickets were sold out in just half an hour!

Backstage, Yunxiao's manager was nearly going crazy.

"My goodness! The messages on the website are all asking if you can play 'The Winter Wind'! Some people are even asking if you can play a variation of 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'!"

Yun Xiao herself looked completely bewildered.

"Aren't my listeners mostly middle-aged people in their forties and fifties? Why are there so many young people here all of a sudden?"

The agent pointed at the soaring data on the computer screen, his voice trembling.

"It's all because of that anime called 'Your Lie in April'! They've now dubbed you the real-life Arima Kousei!"

"Su Bai, that young man who makes animation."

As Yun Xiao looked at the enthusiastic comments, that name came to mind, and her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

He had always thought that animation was just for kids.

Unexpectedly, the other party used the method he most disdained to shake up the entire world of classical music, injecting unprecedented, youthful blood into this ancient art.

He sighed softly.

"We're getting old, we can't keep up with the times."