Get the perfect music system at the start

"Yes, who is this?" Xu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that the caller was up to no good; there must be something wrong with this call.

"My name is Liu Yuhei, and my friends call me Black Snake." The venomous voice came from the other end, making Xu Fan's hair stand on end.

"What's wrong?" Xu Fan asked, trying to appear calm and composed, though his heart was pounding.

"Nothing much, just wanted to say, since Brother Long has joined the gang, why not come with me?" The voice on the other end seemed to be trying to recruit him. That makes sense; although Xu Fan's grades weren't good, his intelligence was still recognized, so naturally, some people wanted to recruit him.

"I'm sorry, I just want to focus on my studies," Xu Fan politely declined.

Indeed, Xu Fan was no longer under the control of the Longling Stone at this moment, so he naturally had to study hard.

"Excuse me, classmate, how do I get to Class 1, Grade 11?"

The campus was quiet. Xu Fan walked alone to the study room with his books in his hand. He walked steadily and swiftly, and his steps always exuded a faint temperament that was hard to describe.

Suddenly, Xu Fan heard a voice and turned around. His delicate face revealed a subtle air of dominance—no, it was more accurately described as a composed demeanor. He was dressed in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, not particularly flashy.

"It's in Teaching Building No. 3, on the fifth floor, the second classroom on the left." Xu Fan's first impression was good. Of course, he wasn't the kind of person who judged people by their appearance, so he pointed and said.

"Um, classmate, where is Building 3?" The delicate-looking boy smiled awkwardly and looked at Xu Fan embarrassedly.

"Ah!" I believe Xu Fan's current state is a bit exaggerated.

"Uh, classmate, please don't misunderstand. I just transferred here. My name is Zhao Feiyang," the boy quickly explained, as if afraid that Xu Fan would misunderstand.

"Oh, Zhao Feiyang, I'm sorry about earlier. How about this, I'll take you there. I'm from Class 1, Grade 11." Xu Fan smiled awkwardly, extended his hand, and stepped forward to shake hands.

"Really? Great! Thanks a lot, classmate." Zhao Feiyang stretched out his hand, which had several calluses, indicating that he was a trained martial artist.

Clenched tightly together, the Longling Stone in Xu Fan's heart, or more precisely, in his mind, seemed to want to break free of him, spinning around once.

"Just call me Xiaolong, my name is Xu Fan," Xu Fan introduced himself.

"Um, how old are you?" Zhao Feiyang touched his head and looked at Xu Fan like a child.

"Sixteen." Xu Fan flicked the book in his hand and walked towards the classroom.

"Hey! I'm sixteen too, what month are you born in?" It seems our Zhao Feiyang is a bit talkative, asking incessantly.

"February." Xu Fan nodded helplessly.

"Um, how about I call you Brother Fan? My name is July."

"No objections..."

………….

"Hey, isn't this our old squad leader? He's quite serious!" Liu Zixin's voice was like the buzzing of a wild wasp, constantly ringing out.

As soon as he entered the classroom, that chubby, dead pig crawled over like a worm. A cold look flashed across Xu Fan's face. He was asking for death.

Xu Fan ignored it and didn't think much of it. He simply pulled over an empty seat next to him and said to Zhao Feiyang, "Xiaoyu, why don't you sit here and be my deskmate!"

“Okay, no problem.” Zhao Feiyang’s eyes were sharp enough to spot the clue immediately. He ignored it, nodded, and put his schoolbag on the desk.

"Hey, kid, you're pretty stubborn." Liu Zixin's eyes were wide open like a donkey's, and he was furious when Xu Fan ignored him.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Zhao Feiyang was furious when he saw Liu Zixin pushing his luck. Even when others ignored him, he still went up to lick their boots. He was just looking for trouble.

"Hey, who the hell are you, you piece of trash? Get out of here!" Liu Zixin had never encountered anyone so arrogant as to dare to talk back to him, and his anger flared even more.

"Hehe!" A smile appeared on Zhao Feiyang's lips, a smile that sent chills down one's spine, like that of the Grim Reaper.

Xu Fan saw this and nodded inwardly at Zhao Feiyang, thinking, "What a passionate young man!" He then tugged at Zhao Feiyang's arm and said, "Forget it, it's not worth it to be with someone like that."

Xu Fan smiled lightly and didn't say anything more. He opened his textbook and started reading. A glint flashed in Zhao Feiyang's eyes. He glanced at Liu Zixin but ignored him.

"You just wait." To be honest, that slight smile just now frightened Liu Zixin, and fear arose from the bottom of his heart. He even wondered if the boy with Xu Fan was the Grim Reaper.

After saying that, Liu Zixin ran out of the classroom. Maybe he went to call someone, maybe he went to the toilet, or maybe he ran out to cry. He had just lost face so badly. Who knows?

Sometimes fate is like that. Some things have nothing to do with you, but you just happen to encounter them, and you have no choice but to face them. Perhaps that's just reality!

For Xu Fan, getting to know Zhao Feiyang was like adding salt to a bowl of rice, giving it a new flavor. That's life. With Zhao Feiyang's involvement, who knows what kind of ending the story will bring?

Some things cannot be avoided just because you want to. For example, Xu Fan is currently facing such a situation.

It was a ridiculous Wednesday. Xu Fan had known Zhao Feiyang for two days, but at noon on Wednesday, after class, he put down his pen and went to eat. At this moment, Xu Fan wanted to study hard, but he would never neglect his stomach.

"Brother Fan, what do you want to eat?" Zhao Feiyang patted Xu Fan on the shoulder and asked. In the two days since they met, the two had been talking about everything and were very happy. They felt like they had known each other for a long time.

"Whatever," she replied while tidying up her books.

"Xu Fan?" Lin Lingling walked over at some point, her gentle and refined voice reaching Xu Fan's ears.

"Hmm?" Xu Fan looked up, his dark eyes filled with an innocent simplicity that stirred his heart, especially as the 34D breasts swayed gently.

"Hehe." Lin Lingling ran over and whispered in Xu Fan's ear, "Be careful, I heard Gou Hao is going to beat you up?"

After Lin Lingling finished speaking, she gave Xu Fan a deep look, then stepped out of the classroom. Her footsteps were light as she disappeared into the classroom doorway, vanishing from Xu Fan's sight.

Zhao Feiyang's eyes widened in disbelief. What the hell was going on? This was the school's undisputed beauty queen! How did she manage to get on his brother Fan's good side like this? So close, it was too much! It was outrageous! He himself had been in the class for two days and had tried to talk to her almost 249 times, but she had never responded!

Zhao Feiyang was lost in thought when Xu Fan shook his head in frustration and punched him, saying, "Hey, stop daydreaming. I know you've tried to chat him up 249 times, but if you try one more time, he'll definitely talk to you."

"Oh, really? Brother Fan." Zhao Feiyang was clearly excited.

"He'll say you're a fool, haha." Xu Fan laughed and ran out of the classroom, but in his heart, he was thinking about what Lin Lingling had just said. Was it true? If it was true, what should he prepare?

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1011 That's all===

The sounds of breakfast filling the air instantly filled the room as everyone expressed their affection for Xu Fan in their own way. However, Xu Fan's simple joke this time truly excited everyone present. No one had ever imagined that the girl would ask such a question, and more importantly, Xu Fan actually considered it a normal question.

Even Xu Fan's friends, including Liu Tianwang, Xiao Zihan, Leng Xiaogu, and Zhao Feiyang, were completely bewildered. They hadn't expected Xu Fan to be so serious. Xu Shan shook his head helplessly, and the girl in the video was even more at a loss. She had never imagined she would have such an opportunity, and now that she actually had it, her subconscious doubt and confusion became the very question she had missed. At this moment, she felt utterly helpless. She looked at Xu Fan, holding the microphone, and subconsciously asked, "No way, no way, I just wanted to confirm. I didn't mean to ask such a question. This question is so stupid. I've never thought of such a question before. I have so much to say to you, but I'm just too excited right now. I didn't expect it to be me, or rather, when I finally became the questioner, I was really excited. Hello, Brother Fan, hello, Brother Fan, is it really me? I really didn't mean to. So, is this really my chance?"

Laughter erupted again. No one found the fourth question strange anymore, or rather, no one thought it was anything special. Since it wasn't their problem, it didn't matter who asked it; at least, that was the case at that moment. Especially when everyone was pondering the question, their gazes were filled with affection. Yet, looking at the girl, they couldn't help but subconsciously ask, "If I remember correctly, the microphone is still in your hand. You should have a question, or you can ask me anytime if you have any questions. But this is already the second time you've asked a question. Each person only has one chance to ask a question. You've already wasted two opportunities. So, do you have anything else to say?"

The audience erupted in loud laughter, everyone was taken aback by Xu Fan's simple words. Everyone knew Xu Fan was just joking. In fact, many understood deep down that although Xu Fan appeared serious, he was actually just playing a joke. After all, the girl was simply confirming her identity and the situation of her question; she didn't really want to ask him anything. The more important thing, or rather, the more crucial point, was to confirm something, not to play a game. So, although the girl was nervous at that moment, after hearing Xu Fan's words, she understood and became even more excited, so excited she didn't know what to do. She nervously looked towards Xu Fan on stage, glancing at everyone around him. Her emotions were at their peak. Ultimately, she subconsciously maintained a smile to express her deepest, most sincere, simplest, and calmest feelings. So, she looked at Xu Fan and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you in this setting, and I'm also happy to have this opportunity to ask you something at this time and in this setting." Regarding the question, first, let me introduce myself. I'm not a media professional, just a regular college student. A long time ago, when I heard your first song, I was completely captivated. I never imagined someone like me would hear a song by someone like me. I was incredibly excited. I absolutely love your songs. I've watched almost every one of your movies at least seven or eight times, and I don't know how many times I've listened to each of your songs. No matter what song you sing right now, as long as it's one you've ever sung and released, I'll sing it. Of course, maybe I... My singing wasn't great, but what I want to say is that my love for you goes far beyond that. So, having this opportunity tonight, to be here and to ask you a question, is exciting in itself. Please forgive me for having so much to say right now, because deep down I truly love you. The question I want to ask isn't really related to the movie, but I still want to ask it on behalf of all your fans. The question is: In the past year or so, you've released many songs. Some are good, some are bad, some aren't suitable for our age group, and some belong to another... "Songs sung at a different time, or perhaps on another planet, or in another country. For example, you've sung many Chinese songs, many English songs, and even some Mandarin songs from other countries. But regardless, I've heard every single one of your songs. What we want to know is that each of your songs has its own unique style, or rather, each song has its own distinct style. When you create these songs, what kind of thought process runs deep in your mind? Why are you able to create such different, yet each one is so excellent, musical works from such different angles and with such different creative concepts?"

It must be said that this was a very professional question, even quite difficult to understand. Most people fell silent when they heard this question, or when the girl asked Xu Fan this question. Their earlier laughter and banter vanished. For them, the answer they wanted was to understand why Xu Fan could create so many excellent works in just over a year. But that wasn't what puzzled them. What puzzled them was why Xu Fan's works, each with a completely different style, were so outstanding—something no one could comprehend. When the girl asked this question, many in the audience cheered. Deep down, they also wanted to ask this question, but they had never had the opportunity or seriously considered it before. Now that they were truly reflecting on it, they realized that this was something they needed to think about seriously, something they needed to find the answer to in this opportunity and within this timeframe.

This wasn't just a matter of the fans at the scene; everyone was watching Xu Fan, and even his friends, like Zhao Feiyang and Xiao Gu. All eyes were on Xu Fan, drawn to his friends, because they too wanted to know why he could create such beautiful songs and music. More importantly, they weren't just curious about why Xu Fan could create so many great songs, but also why his style and compositions were so diverse. It's important to understand that Xu Fan didn't just create songs for himself, but also for others—songs for Xiao Gu and Xue Laiyi, songs specifically for Liu Tianwang and Xue Laiyi, and even songs specifically for Xiao Zihan. Each song had its own style, even reflecting different perspectives. For example, the songs written for Xiao... Zihan's songs are highly compatible with Xiao Zihan, and the songs she wrote for Leng Xiaogu are also very compatible with her. Even the song "Love's Offering," written for Yang Xiaomi, seems tailor-made for her. Given this, it's not simply a matter of talent and ability that Xu Fan can create such diverse and excellent works. While this explanation is understandable, the sudden emergence of such a genius when everyone else is just an ordinary person is perplexing to many. Therefore, if the question posed by this girl can be answered, or if it can provide a convincing answer, it would be very exciting and sincere for them.

Xu Fan hadn't expected this. For him, this whole affair was a very simple matter. Since he had decided to stand here and ask everyone this question, or rather, since he was willing to accept everyone's questions, he never intended to recall all the issues. Although he clearly understood that the many works he created were not actually his own creations, but rather songs obtained through the system, which he simply copied, in this situation, whether he admitted it or not, or whatever excuse he made, he couldn't explain it. So, at this moment, he felt that the best, simplest, and most effective solution was to simply and directly tell everyone that this was how he created his works, that this was his creation process—a very simple creation. Those who didn't understand could accept it because he hadn't lied, because he hadn't deceived anyone; he was simply stating one fact after another.

Applause rang out continuously as everyone eagerly awaited Xu Fan's answer, or some other answer from him. The girl was also nervous; she stood there feeling somewhat nervous and at a loss. The question she had asked seemed perfectly reasonable, but in reality, it was a bit of a veiled attack, or something that directly targeted the very core of everyone's mind.

Everyone wanted to know the answer, everyone wanted to know, and deep in everyone's eyes, they were all anticipating Xu Fan's honest answer. At this moment, Xi Fang didn't think too much about it, because for him, since the question had already been asked, the answer was naturally obvious. In fact, the result of each question was quite normal. So, at this moment, his gaze fell on the girl, and at the same time, his gaze swept over everyone who believed him, even every friend around him. He continued, "Of course, I, an excellent person, have excellent works. But if excellent works aren't written by me, then I'm not an excellent person. The question you asked is actually very simple. For me, every creative moment is the most serious moment. For me, when I'm creating, the answer is already obvious deep in my mind. For example, when I'm writing about something, a certain song already appears deep in my mind. So, when I write that song, it seems very simple and straightforward. I don't need to lie about this, and I don't need to think about it. In fact, the creation of every song has always been..." It's not a simple matter. Although every single thing that happens seems simple, and even though my singing always attracts countless people's attention and recognition, I must admit that every creation is never simple. So, in the process of creating over the years, why are all the songs I've created unique? Why are they all excellent despite their different styles? Well, naturally, I want to say something simple: I'm so talented, so naturally, my creations are excellent. And it's precisely because my creations are all excellent that I appear excellent. Actually, it's a mutually reinforcing process and a mutually reinforcing result. I've never existed in isolation. My existence is intertwined with the existence of those songs, those movies, and even those TV series. And it's precisely because those movies, TV series, and those songs are excellent that my excellence exists. I don't know if you're satisfied with this answer, but that's all I can say. Because for me, every creation is the most serious and dedicated thing I do.

The applause erupted immediately. Everyone felt that Xu Fan's answer was very serious, and more importantly, everyone felt that his answer was so normal, so direct, and so straightforward. The student hadn't thought about it at all; he had given them an answer that seemed a bit roguish, but it was also the truth. Because this answer was acceptable to many people, it was precisely because the song was excellent that it made him appear excellent, and it was precisely because he was excellent that his song appeared excellent. There was no reliance on anything, and there were no lies involved. Therefore, this answer was indeed worthy of acceptance. The applause and cheers at that moment were all proof of the perfection of Xu Fan's answer.

The girl smiled. Although they wanted to know more secrets, or more answers, they had to admit that the answer was already perfect enough. In this situation, they were already happy or excited enough.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1012 A New Beginning===

This world is fair to many, at least to Xu Fan. However, sometimes, when considering things from different perspectives, the world seems completely unfair. It's like Xu Fan possesses a system that no one else in the world has, and similarly, no one else can sing as well as Xu Fan, one song after another. From this perspective, the world seems unfair. But from another perspective, it seems fair. Everyone is, in fact, an ordinary person. Even Xu Fan, who is no longer an ordinary person but a cultivator, still has a nose, two eyes, two ears, and a mouth, just like everyone else. According to this principle, everyone is equal and similar. At this moment, Xu Fan doesn't have many thoughts or problems. For him, solving the problems of all the fans present is what he needs to do most right now.

Every thought expressed by everyone present was something he needed to articulate and resolve at that moment. He offered no further explanation; every word he heard, deep within his mind, was the answer and the question that all his fans most wanted to know. He looked at each audience member, speaking clearly and enunciating each word precisely. He hoped his words would be audible to many and prompt reflection. He wanted to make this film better, and more importantly, after all this had passed, all the questions and reflections seemed so simple and straightforward in the face of the final answer.

Today, standing at this preview screening, he announced to everyone that he would answer five questions, and at this moment, he has already answered all five. Each question is actually quite simple, whether it's about the future filming of the movie, the specific filming process, the purpose and outcome of the filming, or some events that occurred during the process. For Xu Fan, all these questions are easily answered. In his view, he wants to resolve all these issues and inform everyone about his condition; this is part of his job. Since he has come to the county town and stood before everyone, he needs to describe the problem and express all the answers. Therefore, the questions he needs to answer are all choices he must make.

Everyone has the opportunity to sink, and of course, the right to remain silent. How should everyone act, or rather, how can one find the most important answer to Cheng Dao? At this moment, everyone's eyes are on Xu Fan, whether it's the audience members on site, the media friends from all over the world, or even Xu Fan's friends behind him, whether it's Xiao Zihan, Liu Tianwang, or Leng Xiaogu. Zhao Feiyang said that everyone's eyes are on Xu Fan. For example, Zhao Feiyang, who is Xu Fan's best friend and also his agent, participated in the event today to ensure that the event would be perfect. He and Xu Shan had communicated with the cinema many times before this. At this moment, he is one of the few people who know that in addition to the cinema itself, there are many people in the entire cinema, even at the entrance, because these people are all there for Xu Fan, especially when Xu Fan appeared in the cinema, when everyone on the internet...

Many people came from all directions, hoping to take this opportunity to meet Xu Fan and have a simple meeting, even if it's just for a photo or a glimpse from afar. For them, this was a wonderful surprise. Xu Fan has acted in so many movies and TV series, and such a gathering is rare. More importantly, Xu Fan has participated in countless concerts before, whether he's performing on his own or attending other people's concerts. Every single one of these events proves that tickets to Xu Fan's concerts are extremely difficult to obtain. Under these circumstances, everyone felt that if they could have the opportunity to meet Xu Fan this time, to have the chance to come to the venue with their friends and catch a glimpse from afar, it would be a great honor in itself. Moreover, he sang a song tonight. Although it was only morning, or even around 1 p.m., Xu Fan still sang so many songs as if he were holding a concert. For many people, this was naturally a very happy thing.

Everything seemed to prove that Xu Fan's arrival was exceptionally successful and comfortable. Therefore, everyone's gaze was fixed on him. Everyone was excited, and Kai was extremely impatient. For him, if Xu Fan were to encounter any danger, he would feel a special connection. Before this, whether it was participating in the rescue operation in Gansu Province, or other matters, or even helping his parents recover from their illness, Xu Fan had always valued his abilities. In this situation, Kai wanted to use his abilities to help Xu Fan. But Xu Fan, at this moment, didn't think about so much; he only wanted to resolve all the problems as quickly as possible. So, when he looked at every audience member and media staff present, he continued without hesitation: "Time is short, but for each of us, the development and effort of anything is actually to allow us to learn more. So, what we just learned, or rather, what I..." We've already answered all the questions. What I really want to say is that every time we film a movie or TV series, every member of our staff, whether director or actor, works incredibly hard and diligently. For us, a good film is what makes us better, and it's also what allows us to learn more. In this situation, if we don't take people and filming seriously, it's hard to say what the final result will be. We hope to express this better through this approach. Now, if you have any further questions, please raise your hands. I will select two more people to ask. I will consider all your questions very carefully before answering, because I will absolutely put myself in your shoes and consider your ultimate purpose and desired outcome. I will also truthfully tell you about the entire filming process, including other issues encountered during the process, or any questions you may have.

Cheers erupted throughout the theater, everyone expressing their excitement in their own way. Countless audience members waved their hands incessantly. The entire theater was filled with boundless excitement, many holding up their light sticks. They had never imagined Xu Fan's arrival. Some of the light sticks they used could be manually crafted with names of celebrities or other figures, and many had written Xu Fan's name or something like "Brother Fan." Everyone was expressing their truest feelings, eagerly awaiting Xu Fan's invitation. They would express their deep affection for him in their own way, or perhaps ask one or two specific questions for the audience to answer. In reality, many people harbored numerous thoughts and questions about Xu Fan, from his previous work to the film he was currently shooting, and even his future projects. They had many ideas deep within their hearts. Therefore, after saying that...

Many people looked on with interest, but their only goal was to hear Xu Fan ask them questions or to be called on by him so they could ask him something. They had no other intentions than to have such an opportunity. They hadn't thought too much about how to study this subject, because for them, each temperature reading was random.

He didn't hire any shills, nor did he need to. For him, everything he did, every statement he made, was for the final result—to function normally, or rather, to be simple and straightforward. At this moment, his goal was to observe everyone present, to see what each person looked like. He categorized them as old and new, even though he knew he wouldn't remember everyone's face in the coming period. However, he hoped to randomly select those who genuinely wanted to ask him questions. He had already chosen three, and now, when choosing the fourth and fifth, he excitedly looked around every corner of the room. Finally, his gaze fell upon a woman who was jumping up and down, repeatedly calling out his name. The woman was extremely excited; her body seemed to be swaying. She was standing in the very center of the entire movie theater, actually in the middle row near the edge, a position that was actually difficult to spot. But at this moment, she was so excited and jumping around that she was waving her hands and repeatedly calling out Xu Fan's name.

Even with Xu Fan's poor eyesight, he could immediately see that the girl was simply too agitated or overly excited. Many people were startled by his sharp voice, and everyone's gaze instinctively turned to her. Perhaps out of habit, they naturally noticed that the girl showed no surprise. He looked at her and said, "Okay, the girl on the far right of the middle row, thank you so much for your enthusiastic participation. Thank you for seeing your cheers and your excitement. We hope you will continue to do so in the coming time. We will continue to express our gratitude to you. More importantly, we invited you, or rather, you to stand up. Please feel free to ask any questions or share any thoughts you have with me. I will do my best to give you the answers you seek."

The meal was incredibly simple, even his voice was incredibly calm. Every word he uttered, every sound, proved that his request was random and perfectly normal. The atmosphere was incredibly excited; everyone was cheering, everyone was frying dumplings, and many eyes were instinctively glancing around. One girl was particularly excited; the girl who had jumped up earlier, upon hearing Xu Fan call her name, instinctively looked around and realized he was talking to her. She became even more excited, more so than ever before. She clutched her chest, speechless with joy. A staff member kindly handed her the microphone. Holding the microphone, she still couldn't believe it. It was Xin Yuan! She actually had this opportunity, this time, to speak so openly with Xu Fan. Countless questions swirled in her mind, but at this moment, she didn't know what to say. So, she looked at Xu Fan and instinctively asked, "Is it me? Is it really me?"

Applause erupted throughout the room as everyone expressed their excitement for the meal in their own way. More importantly, when the girl uttered such a simple question, everyone was stunned. No one expected her to use such a normal question to address something so unbelievable. Everyone knew this was the question everyone was most eagerly anticipating, or rather, the question no one had ever considered. The girl herself didn't realize she had missed such an opportunity. Even more importantly, Xu Fan jokingly looked at the girl and said with a smile, "Okay, so that's the question you wanted to ask. Deep down, you were asking if this was the question you wanted to ask. Well, my answer is normal; you are right. Although your questioning is over, I must tell you that you were indeed the questioner this time."

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1013 What the heck is this?===

Every creation is done with seriousness, and every result is perfect. At least for Xu Fan, every day is fulfilling. Every piece of clothing, every work, every piece of music, and even every movie and TV series he creates is perfect to him. This perfection comes not only from the confidence in his works, but more so from the heartfelt feeling he puts into the entire filming or creation process. After all, every creation he makes now is never a direct copy, but rather a process of improving himself through various methods and working harder. You should know that Xu Fan always gives his all before thinking about what to do next. Fate is often like this; he never thinks about what the future holds, or whether he has ever considered it.

What should he do in the time to come, or what mistakes should he make to achieve perfection? Tonight, facing the audience before and after the surgery, he saw countless cheers from fans, and all sorts of voices emerged. Everyone was expressing their deepest affection in their own way. But for Xu Fan and his friends at the scene, everything they did today—whether it was singing, the Q&A session, or other questions—was ultimately for the purpose of promoting the film. No one knew what kind of impact the film would have after its official release. Xu Fan had only answered four of the five questions so far, and they were waiting for the answer to the fifth question, as well as the specific content of the final question. No one knew why Xu Fan had suddenly relaxed like this, but at least at this moment, everyone clearly understood that Xu Fan had truly done everything he could.

The impossible may become known, unless every emotion, task, and word expressed at this moment is an acknowledgment and support for his future. Because in the future, he will definitely seriously consider how to act in this world to make him more relentless or more persistent. The story is never simply about how to solve the most important problems. While everyone waited, they hoped Xu Fan could achieve such a result, or that Xu Feng could give them such a result. This lesson didn't focus on those things; for her, being able to tell them the answers she wanted was itself a very gratifying thing. So, at this moment, as everyone present looked at him expectantly, he couldn't help but say, "Okay, now that I've basically told everyone about all the other issues, I will use my abilities to explain some specific questions, especially regarding solutions to these questions. I will definitely offer some special suggestions, and I also believe that everyone will actively ask questions." Everyone has the right to ask questions, and I will seriously consider every answer from now on and share it with you. I believe I can do my best, and I hope you won't be distracted by your questions and thoughts. I look forward to your responses. Meanwhile, the next question will be answered using our random number generator. Okay?

A simple voice suddenly rang out, and everyone's inner thoughts were constantly describing how this story should be resolved. Upon hearing Xu Fan's words, everyone was happy, excited, and incredibly thrilled. They had never imagined that the method of randomly selecting the answer to the last question would be so unconventional. Simply put, the random method required a random number to choose the final question. Because Xu Fan's movie tickets were sold, each ticket had a special feature: besides the number of seats, there was also a unique number. Xu Fan's goal this time was to rescue those numbers that had been drawn from the pool and reveal them all. So, without hesitation, he announced his number: 032578790.

The cheers at the scene were incessant, everyone's voices were constantly ringing out, because they were all looking forward to Xu Fan's questions, or rather, to having Xu Fan ask the questions they wanted to know. The number 3032578790 meant that it might be their turn. Everyone was excitedly taking out their tickets, wanting to see if it was their turn. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted out, and everyone looked at the person at the very edge of the last row. Everyone knew that the answer was him, or rather, that was the person who liked Xu Fan this time. His eyes were fixed on Xu Fan. He had never thought that he would hear Xu Fan's request tonight, or that he would have a chance to show his affection to Xu Fan. So he looked down, and Xu Fan's eyes were filled with great enthusiasm and excitement, because he had never expected such an outcome.

Or rather, this kind of thing happening to her was something he hadn't expected. He only hoped that in the time to come, he could use this opportunity to create better works. More importantly, he hoped to find and ask the answers he wanted to know through this method. So, when he put this lesson aside, he didn't hesitate to ask the answers and questions he most wanted to know. At this moment, without any hesitation or thought, he directly said, "I never thought I would meet you on such a occasion today. I never thought I would have the opportunity to ask you the most honest questions from the bottom of my heart. You know, as your fan, I became your fan when you sang your first song, 'If Eliminate.' Since then, I have listened to almost every one of your songs, or rather, I have listened to almost every one of your songs countless times. As your fan, I naturally have many questions I want to ask you. Today, I know everyone is looking forward to this song, or rather, looking forward to..." While everyone is eagerly anticipating news about the film, as your fans, we're all also hoping for more from you in the future. So, the question I want to ask is: in this time to come, as we all diligently follow, think about, imagine, and cherish you, what kind of works will you create? Will you settle into a particular style and create works based on it? Or will you use a specific emotion to create a song in a certain style, thus establishing yourself as a legend? Of course, it's also possible that you will continue as before, with each song having its own unique characteristics and distinctive features. In this case, while we eagerly await hearing your answer, we also hope that you will provide one. That's my question. I hope you can answer it as soon as possible, Brother Fan. I will definitely think about it carefully and look forward to your reply.”

This is truly a unique question, quite unusual for most people. Before this, the questions raised by Xu Fan's fans were largely similar; everyone had their own questions, their own ideas, whether about movies, songs, or even Xu Fan's talent and ability in songwriting. However, Xu Fan himself didn't have such diverse perspectives. He would seriously consider any question he heard or created. But this fan's question was completely different. It was about what Xu Fan would do after creating this song, or what he would do in the future. It concerned how he would achieve his goals, whether in film or television. All eyes were on Xu Fan, hoping for a unique answer. But the answer was unexpected.

He had never thought too much about the answer. He would seriously consider the question posed by the fan in front of him, and at this moment, he didn't have time to think. He simply looked intently at the male fan, thought for a moment, and then said, "Thank you for the question. I believe you know that during my time at the bank, I created beautiful works of art, whether music or songs. I put a lot of effort into my creations, and you could even say that I always try my best to make my work stand out, whether in style or emotion. So, during my time in Zhejiang, all the art I created, or rather, every work, whether it's a film or a television series..." Speaking of movies and TV series, I believe every film and TV series has its own unique style. This reflects my personal creative ability and style. I don't want my songs, movies, or TV series to have repetitions. Of course, some similarities are inevitable; everyone has their averages. For example, as you mentioned, I might create songs in a particular style based on a specific emotion or direction. But I must admit that I will definitely create songs in many more styles. This isn't to show off my abilities, but rather to demonstrate my skills through this approach. In this way, I can bring more diverse works to everyone. Because no matter what style or emotion a work embodies, if you listen to it too much, you will naturally feel a sense of oppression deep inside. However, if I can make subtle changes in my musical creation process, then the difference in style can actually make more people like this kind of music. For me, the ultimate goal of every work I create or every piece of music I sing is to hope that more people can hear the beauty of the song, or that more people can listen to the music. This is the ultimate goal of every film I make and every song I sing. My ultimate goal is for more people to hear this music. Therefore, the only way to make a living is to create music of different styles and more perfect pieces. So, based on this analysis of your question, I think my answer has completely told you. In the coming period, I will definitely create more and better music, and I also believe I will be able to sing more music of different styles. I hope that every song can resonate with a certain part of the music, whether in a movie, television show, or elsewhere, and that you, my friends, can truly love it from the bottom of your hearts. Only then will my work or my creations have achieved a certain level of success.”

Xu Fan's answer was quite lengthy, or rather, many people never expected Xu Fan to say so much about a single question. Even Xu Fan himself hadn't anticipated that this question would require such a long explanation, or rather, that he needed to think deeply and describe it in more detail. For him, while each creation incorporates elements of calming events, he always adds a touch of his own personal emotion when singing in this world. Even if that emotion is just a tiny bit, as a musician or singer-songwriter, any slight change in their music can elevate the song's quality. Xu Fan feels that every song he sings now is better than those in parallel worlds, but at least one thing is certain: while the styles and characteristics of his songs may differ, they all resonate more with the thought processes and emotional foundations of the people in this world.

He believes this, so he is actually very confident in his future music creation. He believes that as long as he is confident, his fans will also be confident in him.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1014 Let's Continue===

"Xu Fan, right? This is what Brother Hao asked me to give you." A student suddenly ran over, stood in front of Xu Fan, and without confirming who Xu Fan was, placed a letter in front of him and quickly left.

Xu Fan glanced at the departing figure, his eyes narrowed, and a ray of light quietly swept across the surroundings through his phoenix eyes.

Brother Hao, it seems to be Du Feng.

"What is that?" Zhao Feiyang asked curiously, nudging Xu Fan. He also glanced at the departing boy, but he had never heard of Hao Ge before.

"We'll see when we get there," Xu Fan said, also unsure what it was. Poison? A bomb?