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

The first call came from Gao Yuanyuan.

Her voice was hesitant: "Song Mo, are you alright?"

Song Mo was taken aback for a moment: "I'm fine. What's wrong?"

"I saw those comments online." Gao Yuanyuan paused. "Don't take them too seriously. It's only your first week; you'll have more opportunities later. Besides, you're so talented. If this album isn't good, the next one will definitely be."

Hearing her cautiously comforting tone, Song Mo couldn't help but laugh: "Sister Yuanyuan, do you think I'm feeling down right now?"

Gao Yuanyuan didn't speak, but her silence was her answer.

"I'm really fine." Song Mo leaned against the headboard, his tone relaxed. "Three thousand sheets, I think it's a good amount. Think about it, when 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber' first aired, wasn't it also heavily criticized? People said the plot was drastically altered, that your acting was bad, but what happened?"

Gao Yuanyuan paused for a moment on the other end of the phone.

Song Mo continued, "My album is the same. At the beginning, there were many people criticizing it, but few people buying it, which is normal. Once word of mouth spreads, sales will naturally go up. Just wait and see."

Gao Yuanyuan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed: "You're so good at comforting people, and you're just as good at comforting yourself."

"I'm just stating the facts," Song Mo said. "Stop worrying about it. I'll treat you to dinner when I get back to Yanjing."

"Okay, then you keep your word." Gao Yuanyuan's voice finally softened a bit. "You go ahead with your work, I won't bother you anymore."

Before Song Mo could even put her phone down after hanging up, Fan Binbin called again.

Her style was completely different from Gao Yuanyuan's. She got straight to the point: "Song Mo, don't take those online trolls to heart."

Song Mo smiled: "Sister Binbin, I didn't take it to heart."

"That's good." Fan Binbin's tone softened a bit. "I listened to your album, and it's really good. I'm not just saying that out of politeness; everyone in our crew said it was great, and they even asked if they could get an autographed copy."

"Okay, I'll send you a stack later."

"Okay, then I'll send a stack." Fan Binbin laughed as she finished speaking. She was now certain that Song Mo was indeed in good condition, so she didn't waste any more words. "Alright, you go ahead and do your work. I still have to film a night scene here. Take care."

"Take care of yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mo's phone hadn't even been quiet for two seconds when Jin Sha called again.

"Well, so we agreed to meet up tonight?" Song Mo thought to himself.

The two chatted for only a few words before Jinsha hung up.

She had originally intended to comfort Song Mo, but instead, she was shocked by Song Mo's confidence.

After giving a few final words of advice to take care of himself, he awkwardly hung up the phone.

Song Mo placed his phone on the bedside table and stared at the ceiling for a while.

Liu Yifei ran over from the next room and knocked on the door, carrying a bowl of instant noodles, saying it was for him as a late-night snack.

She placed the instant noodles on the table, glanced at him, and hesitated before speaking.

"What do you want to say?" Song Mo asked.

"I just overheard your phone call with Teacher Bi." Liu Yifei paused. "Are you really not bothered?"

Song Mo picked up a skewer of instant noodles, took a bite, and mumbled, "What's there to worry about? This is just the first step in a long march; I haven't even started exerting myself yet!"

Watching him eat noodles with gusto, Liu Yifei suddenly realized that she might have been overthinking things.

This person has a very big heart.

"Alright, finish your food and go to bed early. We have a long journey tomorrow." She stood up, walked to the door, then turned back. "Song Mo."

"Um?"

Your album is really good.

Song Mo paused for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, go to sleep."

Liu Yifei opened the door and went out.

Song Mo finished his instant noodles and drank the soup. He wiped his mouth and went to Tianya to take a look. There were indeed a lot of sarcastic comments. He even saw a post titled "The True Colors of a 'Soft Rice Man' Revealed: Gao Yuanyuan's Rumored Boyfriend's First Week Album Sales Only Three Thousand Copies."

After reading it, Song Mo fell silent. Well, now he didn't even deserve to have a name. He could just be called Gao Yuanyuan's rumored boyfriend and that would be the end of it.

It can only be said that fame still matters in the entertainment industry. Now that "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" has been broadcast, Gao Yuanyuan's status has indeed risen rapidly.

He put his phone down and ignored it.

Everyone looks down on three thousand sheets, but three thousand sheets is just the beginning.

Song Mo arrived in East China on June 22.

The economy of East China is much more developed than that of Central China. This time, Bi Xiaoshi planned seven cities for Song Mo, but there were many more offline events.

The autograph session in East China was scheduled to begin in Yangzhou.

When Song Mo arrived, before he even got out of the car, he saw a crowd already gathered in front of the Xinhua Bookstore.

It wasn't just a scattered dozen or so, but a dense, dark mass that stretched from the steps all the way to the sidewalk.

Some people were holding up posters, some were holding albums, and others were holding their phones high, waiting to take pictures.

"So many people?" Liu Yifei peered out the car window, her eyes wide with surprise.

Song Mo was also taken aback. He had traveled to ten cities in Central China, and the largest group he had ever seen was only around a hundred people. This group in front of him must have at least three or four hundred people.

He got out of the car and walked behind the makeshift platform.

The audio equipment was borrowed from a record store, not much different from what you'd find in cities in central China.

But the faces in the audience were different; there were more young faces, more girls, and some people were even holding up signs with his name on them.

"Song Mo! Song Mo!"

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, people below started shouting, showing great excitement.

Song Mo picked up the microphone, but before he could even speak, someone below shouted, "Sing 'Jiangnan'!"

"Happy Worship!"

""summer"!"

He smiled and said into the microphone, "Don't rush, sing them all."

The first song was "Happy Worship." As soon as the intro started, some people clapped and others hummed along.

By the time the chorus came, the girls in the front row were already singing along perfectly.

"Forget you exist, what are you expecting? Joy will surely come if you invite it. Instead of craving care, let's make it wonderful together. Happiness is contagious, so please be generous and come on." Their voices weren't loud, but they were very synchronized, as if they had practiced.

As Song Mo sang, he glanced at the audience below, feeling a little dazed.

A week ago, when he sang this song in Central China, the people below were still whispering and looking around.

Now, someone can sing it.

The second poem is "Jiangnan".

As soon as the melody of the song began, the entire venue fell silent. The intro to the guzheng flowed from that broken speaker, carrying an indescribable charm.

When Song Mo sang "circles, circles, circles," some people below sang along softly, their voices not loud, but rising and falling in waves.

After he finished singing, someone in the audience shouted, "Encore! Encore!"

Song Mo hadn't prepared an encore song, but seeing the people holding up signs and chanting his name, he added "Run Away" on the spot.

Wearing a baseball cap and a mask, Liu Yifei stood at the back of the crowd, watching this scene, feeling a surge of shock that she couldn't quite explain.

A week ago, she only saw curious passersby in Central China.

Now, she sees real fans.

These people didn't come to watch the spectacle; they came to hear his songs.