I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

It's worth noting that her singing skills are already world-class.

If there are songs in this world that even she can't sing, then who can?!

Is it possible that Zhi Chi's singing skills are better than hers?

The delicate sound of a guitar began.

DoSoReLaSo... a very faint chord.

This song is completely different from "Summer Breeze." It has a quiet and somber opening.

Jiang Xinhai lowered his head, sat in the chair, and stared intently at the strings.

If she was telling a story through her singing just now, now she is telling a story through her guitar.

The summer wind whistled by, and as it subsided, the moon rose in the east, quietly illuminating the earth. Everything was white.

Li Mengyao seemed to see a lonely, towering hill appear before her.

The hill had a strange shape, like a stubborn, obstinate old man abandoned by the times.

After a long silence, Jiang Xinhai finally spoke:

There is still a lot I want to say but haven't said yet.

I'm saving them up because I want to turn them into a song.

It makes people sing it softly and remember it faintly.

Even if I eventually forget, it was worth it.

Li Mengyao stared at her phone screen while looking at the lyrics.

I feel like I can't keep up with everything.

This song is completely different in style from the previous one.

If the previous song was about expressing an emotion through vocals, this song is like truly telling a story.

Tell her a story that is completely unfamiliar to her.

"Perhaps every single thought I have in my life..."

A stroke of luck has created a river.

Then we each stood at one end, gazing at the winding river.

Finally, I dared to be bold and face it with a smile.

Life is difficult.

These opening lines seem to express the singer's inner thoughts.

Li Mengyao quickly realized that this was not Jiang Xinhai's true feeling.

This is the heartfelt sentiment expressed even when we are close at hand.

From what I can tell, Zhichi seems to be a very carefree middle-aged man. Otherwise, he couldn't write lyrics like this.

She couldn't help but become curious: what story lay within reach?

Perhaps we have never matured.

Before I knew it, I was getting old.

Even though the young man still lives in my heart.

She saw Jiang Xinhai's self-deprecating smile as he plucked the strings:

"Because of unease, I frequently look back."

Making demands out of ignorance, ashamed to ask for help.

Tirelessly climbing over,

Every hill.

……

Li Mengyao noticed Jiang Xinhai's clear and melodious voice.

She saw a middle-aged man walking on the barren and desolate land, his face covered in dust and his temples frosted with white.

The man struggled to climb the hill, which did not appear particularly steep.

As the crescent moon rose into the sky, the man finally reached the summit.

However, looking ahead, there was no one; looking back, there was no one either.

"Across the hills,

Although his hair has turned white.

chatter,

The sorrow of time slipping away.

I have not yet seen immortality as I had hoped.

"You'll lose yourself first..."

……

For a full seven minutes, Li Mengyao was immersed in an unnamed emotion.

She listened quietly until the song ended before she came to her senses.

After listening to it, she became even more certain that this song truly reflected her feelings.

He wanted to use his singing to tell a story to the audience.

However, he didn't mention a single word about what he had gone through.

He was like a person who had been weathered by time, riddled with holes like a reef, lighting a cigarette in a bar after dusk, seemingly about to talk about the past.

However, he ultimately said nothing, only speaking softly amidst the swirling smoke:

"After crossing the hill, I found no one waiting."

Li Mengyao vaguely felt that she had been touched.

But what exactly does this lyric mean?

She couldn't resist opening the encyclopedia page on her phone and typing in the two characters "咫尺".

On the musician's page, there is no photo, no date of birth, and no identity information.

He has only a large number of representative works and hundreds of awards he has won.

This person seems to have left no trace of his life in the world.

Or rather, he was born simply to write songs.

In Li Mengyao's imagination, Zhichi is a middle-aged man over 35 years old.

He was dressed in a well-fitting suit, and his hair was styled in the elegant way typical of middle-aged men.

I don't know if he's handsome or not, but he should be somewhat handsome, otherwise Jiang Xinhai wouldn't like him.

I heard that Zhichi grew up in a small mountain village and left his hometown at a young age.

What exactly did he go through to come to this realization?

He's a truly enigmatic man.

Li Mengyao opened the comments page:

"Xinhai, do you know how I've spent the past five years?! I've been waiting for your new song for five years!"

"It's back! I can feel it! The old village is back!"

"Jiang Xinhai is awesome! Zhichi is awesome!"

"The Summer Breeze is so beautiful! I'm hooked! Is there a pure version? I want to listen to it on repeat!"

"To be honest, these two songs are more valuable than all of Li Xingliang's songs combined. I don't remember any of his songs to this day."

"After the gods went into seclusion, the Chinese music scene became a bunch of clowns playing house behind closed doors. Today, a god kicked open the door, reminding the Chinese music scene of the fear of being dominated in the past..."

Li Mengyao continued scrolling through the comments for another half hour, happily reading all the effusive praise for Jiang Xinhai.

As long as you praise Jiangxinhai, you are my friend.

Every compliment she receives sounds like she's praising herself. You can listen to a song for ten minutes and then spend the whole night reading the comments!

Most reviews are praising how wonderful "Summer Breeze" is.

A small number of people expressed their opinions on "The Hill," which were similar to those of Li Mengyao.

Although I couldn't understand it, it sounded very impressive.

Some people have had reservations about "Hills," saying that the song doesn't sound like singing, but rather like talking.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

"Summer Breeze" alone is enough to prove that Jiang Xinhai has made a triumphant return.

The only thing she wants to do now is to find Li Xingliang's fans and take revenge!

I casually clicked on Weibo's trending topics to see how big the gap was, but I almost threw my phone away as soon as I opened it.

At this moment, on the trending list, Jiang Xinhai's profile picture is wearing a small, golden crown.

Just a moment ago, the difference was 400 million, but suddenly, Jiang Xinhai's popularity soared to the top!

After Jiang Xinhai released two new songs, "Summer Breeze" and "Hill", the number of people who posted on Weibo after listening to them surged, and he suddenly gained a lot of organic fans.

Adding Jiang Xinhai's hashtag to the list can slightly increase his popularity, but these small amounts of popularity combined can instantly overshadow Li Xingliang!

Those fans who were strategizing and carefully managing their points are now panicking.

"Sisters, do you still have any points? Take them all out! Let's defend the last wave of towers for our brother!"

"Xingliang is the true king! Sisters, let's go and defeat Jiang Xinhai, who stole the crown!"

However, their voices were like rocks in the sea, drowned out by the towering waves.

Now that the momentum has been established, nothing can stop Jiang Xinhai from becoming a sensation across all platforms once again!

……

Wang Weiming sat in his office, staring at the data on his computer screen.

Every time he refreshed the page, he could see that Jiang Xinhai's popularity was skyrocketing.

For the first 20 minutes, he was still smiling, thinking disdainfully: This person who's padding the data is so inexperienced.

Who watches this many videos in one go?

His optimism lasted only 20 minutes.

Half an hour later, he silently lit a cigarette, stood by the window, and opened it.

The biting night wind blew against my face.

He wanted to jump.

After witnessing the popularity of Jiang Xinhai's new song, Wang Weiming has realized something profound—

My professional career is over.

Chapter 107 The Heart's Sea Carried Away the Entire World

Later, people called this night the Night of Miracles.

Together, Jiang Xinhai and Zhichi created a miracle.

According to statistics, just 30 minutes after she posted the video, the number of views on the Pineapple Pineapple video platform exceeded 120 million.

The video garnered over 25 million views in just one day.

At the same time, it broke the records of the PineapplePineapple platform for fastest sales of 10 million, 20 million, and 25 million.

A week later, the video garnered over 100 million views and became the site's most treasured item.

And this is just on one platform.