Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Chapter 107 Popularity Soars

Liu Yifei crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and said in a nonchalant tone, "What's so great about the past?"

Jiang Yiyan glanced at her, feeling a little anxious. If you don't go over, how can I squeeze in?

But he still said, "Didn't you ask him to prepare autographed photos and records? He delivered them himself."

Zhu Yawen watched for a while and noticed that although Liu Yifei didn't go over, her eyes kept glancing towards Song Mo.

She clapped her hands and said, "Wait, everyone, please move aside. This is a gift from Sisi to you all. It only has meaning if she gives it to you personally."

At this time, Zhu Yawen was not as rugged as he was in "Crossing the Guandong" and "Red Sorghum". Instead, he was clean and refreshing, with a scholarly air about him.

He was clearly popular in class; as soon as he spoke, everyone readily made way for him.

This also relieved Song Mo, who hadn't expected to be so popular among the Beijing Film Academy students.

He looked up at Zhu Yawen, feeling a mix of emotions. "I arrived in this time and space not long after I finished reading your novel, 'The Peaceful Year'."

Zhu Yawen seemed to sense that someone was watching him, turned his head, and met Song Mo's gaze.

He nodded slightly as a greeting, then looked away and continued to lean against the wall, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him.

"Still trying to act cool." Song Mo shook his head helplessly.

Then he looked away, picked up the autographed CD from the table, waved to Liu Yifei, and said, "Come and introduce your classmates. I happened to bring a pen with me. There aren't many people, so we can get some autographs. It's fate."

Hearing him say this, everyone nodded in agreement, because a signed autograph is naturally more meaningful than a regular signature.

Liu Yifei didn't expect that he could win over her classmate so easily, but she had no choice in the situation.

As she introduced the album, Song Mo continued signing autographs, and they quickly finished distributing the records and autographed photos.

Liu Yifei then asked with a touch of arrogance, "Weren't you supposed to be quite busy? Why did you grace us with your presence?"

"It's all because your brother insisted on dragging me along." Song Mo gestured towards An Ming with his chin.

Liu Yifei glared at An Ming standing in the doorway, then angrily demanded, "What about you? Don't you want to come and see me?"

Seeing that she couldn't maintain her haughty attitude any longer, Song Mo nodded with satisfaction: "Of course I wanted to come! How could I have taken these photos if I didn't?"

He quickly showed her the photos he had just taken.

"You pervert! You took this picture of me without my permission! Delete it right now, it's so ugly!" Liu Yifei exploded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on when she saw the photo. She tried to snatch Song Mo's phone, but Song Mo reacted faster, raising the phone high in the air.

He's 1.87 meters tall. He held the phone above his head, and even when Liu Yifei stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach it. She jumped twice, but still couldn't touch it.

"Song Mo! Are you going to delete it or not!" Her voice rose half an octave, her face turned bright red, and her eyes widened, making her look somewhat like the rabbit she had just imitated.

"I won't delete it." Song Mo put the phone back in his pocket, smiling nonchalantly. "It's so cute, I'll keep it as a souvenir for you later."

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"Who wants this kind of souvenir!" Liu Yifei stomped her foot angrily, then turned to glare at An Ming standing by the door. "Brother! Look at him!"

An Ming leaned against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, with an expression that said, "I didn't see anything," staring up at the ceiling. After all, he had taken several pictures himself. Seeing that he ignored her, Liu Yifei turned back and reached into Song Mo's pocket. Song Mo took a step back, and she missed, almost falling over as she ran after him.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around." Song Mo smiled and helped her up. "There are so many people watching, be mindful of your behavior."

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Liu Yifei was stunned for a moment before realizing that there were about ten people watching them in the practice room.

She quickly withdrew her hand, straightened her collar, raised her chin slightly, and resumed her aloof expression.

Jiang Yiyan had been waiting on the sidelines. After seeing Liu Yifei and Song Mo finish their commotion, she took a deep breath and swayed over.

She wore a polite smile and looked calm and natural, but only she knew that her palms were sweaty.

"Xixi, this must be Song Mo, right? Aren't you going to introduce him?" Her voice was soft, somewhat like Yang Yuying's tone, which was very pleasant to listen to.

Liu Yifei glanced at her and nodded: "Oh, this is Song Mo. Song Mo, this is my classmate, Jiang Yiyan."

Upon seeing Jiang Yiyan, Song Mo didn't really want to pay any attention to her, but since she was right in front of him, he couldn't be so rude.

"Hello." Song Mo extended his hand and smiled politely.

Jiang Yiyan held his hand and said with a light laugh, "Hello, Song Mo, as soon as your album came out, Qianqian recommended it in our class group. I bought it right away. I especially like the song 'Southern Girl'."

Song Mo glanced at Liu Yifei, who seemed a little embarrassed, with surprise, then said to Jiang Yiyan, "Thank you for liking my song."

The two chatted briefly for a bit more. Jiang Yiyan could sense that Song Mo's attitude towards her was noticeably distant, which made her feel quite frustrated. Usually, when she interacted with boys, she would speak softly to them, and they would all fawn over her.

Song Mo's lukewarm, just-right politeness actually made her feel a little powerless.

She wanted to say more, such as "Do you need a female lead for your next album's music video?" or "I've also learned to dance, I could give it a try," but when she looked into Song Mo's calm eyes, she swallowed the words back.

With Song Mo's sudden rise to fame and the high level of discussion surrounding his MV's female lead group, many people have set their sights on this opportunity to appear on screen. Jiang Yiyan believes that she has good qualities and is only lacking an opportunity, which is why she came forward.

But she ran into Song Mo, who became her obstacle, causing her to swallow all her words.

She could only maintain her usual smile, step aside, and glance between Song Mo and Liu Yifei, lost in thought.

"Alright, thank you everyone. I've fulfilled your request. I'm off now." Song Mo waved to everyone.

Everyone responded with a few smiles, and Liu Yifei, seeing this, quickly said, "I'll see you off."

Song Mo nodded, and the group walked out of the large practice room. Song Mo turned around and whispered to Liu Yifei, "Your classmate is quite cunning."

Liu Yifei was taken aback: "Who? Jiang Yiyan?"

"Hmm." Song Mo didn't explain further, but added, "Be more careful when you interact with people in the future. Don't open your heart to everyone who asks you to hang out."

Liu Yifei pouted, about to retort that he was overthinking things, but seeing Song Mo's serious expression, the words that came out were: "I know, I know, stop nagging."

Song Mo smiled and patted her head, which was still perfectly styled as always. "Let's go back. Are you worried that your brother and I will get lost?"

Anming seized the opportunity to flatter her, "Yes, Qianqian, you can go back now. I'll bring you some delicious food in a couple of days."

Liu Yifei gave a soft snort and didn't say anything more.

As the two exited the Beijing Film Academy campus, An Ming asked, "Where are you going?"

"Send me back to Ocean Butterflies."

When Song Mo returned to Ocean Butterflies, it was almost 5 p.m., and he went straight to his office.

He had just sat down when his phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Angela Chang.