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Xiao Zihan couldn't wait to take out her phone and start browsing Weibo.

When the song "A Diao" was taken down and then put back up, she saw different trends on the internet, which made her realize that there were still many people who liked Xu Fan. It was just that Xu Fan had not appeared in front of the public for a long time, which created the illusion that he had been forgotten by the times.

It was precisely because she saw this possibility that she requested to sing "Plain Face" with Xu Fan when discussing commercial performance activities with the Tewei Group.

She felt that this would inevitably spark a lot of discussion among netizens.

When I saw that the topic about Xu Fan had become the number one trending topic on Weibo, my eyes widened in surprise.

She scrolled through the comments about Xu Fan one by one, feeling her heart pounding wildly.

She had anticipated that this performance would cause an uproar; otherwise, Zhou Feng, the secretary of Jihai Entertainment, wouldn't have called her to discuss issues like copyright infringement.

Until she saw the overwhelming comments and the countless calls for Xu Fan.

And those lingering messages and comments about songs from youth, one after another touching the hearts of countless people, made her understand the significance of Xu Fan's existence.

Perhaps the people who have come along have forgotten you, but those who love you will always remain.

Xiao Zihan subconsciously glanced at Xu Fan, who was focused on driving.

He had no wrinkles, no acne, no excitement about meeting Mr. Zhao, and no thrill from the cheers of the fans at the concert that night.

His calm face revealed little emotion; he made no movements, yet seemed very gentle.

He has a handsome face and looks very focused when he drives.

It wasn't that Xiao Zihan was infatuated; rather, she was in an extremely good mood at that moment.

Or rather, she was genuinely happy for him.

When everyone thought he was past his prime, when Jihai Entertainment abandoned him, it was said that he would eventually be forgotten by this era.

When fate turned him from the youngest superstar singer into a useless person who could no longer sing overnight.

He still faces the world and everyone in the world with a smile.

She suddenly felt better, so she said, "Shall we go to a bar?"

As Xu Fan drove, he asked curiously, "Want a drink?"

Xiao Zihan hummed in agreement, but Xu Fan said, "Let's drink it at home."

Xiao Zihan paused for a moment, then nodded weakly and said, "That's fine too."

Xu Fan smiled slightly, but the car headed towards a familiar place.

This wasn't Xu Fan's first time at the tavern called "First Encounter." It was a familiar place, and the owner greeted him warmly, bringing over Xu Fan's favorite rice wine, and said with a smile, "Are you free today?"

Xu Fan nodded and said, "Another plate of 'Lantern Shadow Beef'."

The boss agreed and left. Xiao Zihan looked at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan said, "A tavern is better than a bar, Xiao Zihan."

There was another reason, which Xu Fan didn't mention.

In my past life, I also liked to go to a bar with the same name because I was the resident singer there.

Although it's not the same place, the first time he sees those two words, he always falls in love with the place.

I drink rice wine because other alcoholic beverages can hurt my throat.

As for my current voice, I really can't drink strong liquor.

Of course, we won't drive back that night, but whether we're here or at home, we definitely can't skimp on drinks.

Xiao Zihan talked about things on the internet, and Xu Fan listened.

Xiao Zihan was in a great mood, and Xu Fan was actually in a pretty good mood too.

Tonight's singing performance was the most comfortable he had in years.

Although the sound restoration patch only lasts for half an hour, it is actually enough for him.

The effects had long since worn off, but when I was singing back then, I didn't feel any impact on my voice at all, as if my voice hadn't been injured at all.

He even felt that, although he hadn't sung for a long time, he felt more relaxed.

After not being able to sing for several years, I suddenly can sing again.

This feeling of excitement is actually the same as that of his fans, who haven't heard him sing for years and are suddenly hearing him sing again, and perhaps even more so.

The tavern wasn't crowded, and the distant strains of singing drifted over.

Rice wine is not easy to get drunk on, but I don't know if it's because the wine at this tavern is too good, or because I drank too much.

Xiao Zihan was slightly drunk. Hearing the familiar song, she said, "Is this your song 'Admitting My Mistake'?"

Xu Fan heard this, nodded, and said, "It's a very old song."

Xiao Zihan suddenly stood up and walked towards the singer.

Xu Fan did not stop her, but simply watched her back.

The boss was more interested, after all, he knew Xu Fan and Xiao Zihan's identities.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1006 The Movie Ends===

"Trash, acting so arrogant just because you're a gaming companion, you deserve to be reported."

A roar reached Xu Fan's ears, signaling the end of the game.

Needless to say, today's income is gone again.

But he didn't care.

Having lived two lives, he treated these things as mere amusement.

In his previous life, he was a cover song influencer who was reborn into this parallel world by a twist of fate.

I thought my life would be on a winning streak from now on, and becoming a billionaire would be a piece of cake.

However, reality wore down his edges, and he eventually fell into the clichés.

At the age of fifteen, he entered the entertainment industry based on his memories of covering songs from his previous life, and from then on, he was unstoppable.

In the streets and alleys, in school classrooms, in internet cafes, in bars...

His songs are everywhere, his name is everywhere.

Students enjoy copying his lyrics and listening to the stories in his songs—whether the stories are true or not.

But fate is so strange. After he turned twenty, his memories of his past life seemed to be frozen and began to gradually disappear.

Even now, he sometimes doubts whether he is a reincarnated person.

The loss of those memories makes it difficult for him to even sing, let alone compose.

So, after he went silent, other singers quickly emerged.

Young, handsome male celebrities have become the trend of this era, and online traffic is no longer relevant to them.

One day, he drank some alcohol because of this matter.

But she unexpectedly met a popular young male celebrity.

The young man pointed at his nose and said, "You're a joke, a complete joke. You dream of soaring to great heights, but you're actually just rotten dirt. Those so-called songs of yours are no longer listened to."

He was angry and desperate.

Slightly intoxicated, he went up and threw a punch.

Then.....

He was blacklisted due to his volatile temper, mental instability, and sadistic tendencies.

This era has ultimately become irrelevant to him, and even some small companies are unwilling to invite him to do commercial performances.

So he hid himself away, working as a gaming companion and karaoke host behind the scenes online.

Occasionally, I take on a couple of writing jobs for online stores, but I no longer have any memories of my past life, and I can only make a living by relying on my experience and some unreleased old songs.

Memories of my past life are becoming increasingly hazy, but I haven't forgotten the songs I sang in this life.

In other words, once a song has been sung, it will be remembered forever.

This might be the only bug he encountered after time travel.

Before he turned fifteen, he still had many memories of his past life. Because he loved music, he would often hum some of his favorite songs.

It wasn't until he was fifteen that he felt it was time to debut.

Being too young to sing love songs, especially high-quality ones, made him an easy target for collective attacks. Even so, at the age of fifteen, he experienced the online abuse of that era before eventually becoming a music giant.

Because those songs that had been sung but not yet released became the only memories, he was able to take advantage of this opportunity to earn some meager profits to pay off the breach of contract fees.

He chuckled to himself, preparing to check what other orders were available for singing or playing games with his companion.

But then I happened to see a message offering essay writing services.

He shook his head; he was out of stock.

I can't write any more songs.

The last song he sang to himself was reserved for himself.

The dialog box opens, and it's the same old request: I want a song.

He should have refused outright, but he paused instinctively when he saw the username.

Clouds.

This name sounds familiar.

His first thought was whether it was a case of duplicate names, since it's quite normal for people to have the same online name.

But when he opened the information and took a look, he knew that the person who wanted to buy the song was her.

After a moment's hesitation, he tentatively replied, "I can write songs, but the price won't be low."

Without much hesitation, the person on the other end replied, "I want to hold a farewell concert, and this will be my last song. I hope it will be related to you."

This is an incredibly boring, yet surprisingly useful reason.