The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"We traveled along the way, stopping and starting, following the trail of the boy's drifting journey."

Just before stepping out of the station, I hesitated for a moment.

I can't help but laugh at this feeling of trepidation upon approaching home; it's still unavoidable.

The sky in Nagano remained warm, and the wind carried the echoes of the past.

When I first encountered this world, I was captivated by everything…

Ji Bai had previously drawn a set of four pretentious songs: "My People, My Country," "Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart," "My Sky," and "The Wind Rises."

At this point, we can simply use "The Wind Rises".

Ji Bai leaned back on the sofa, his fingers still resting on the guitar strings, savoring the lingering charm of the song he had just heard.

There's a reason why "The Wind Rises" has been covered countless times in another world.

He deliberately lowered his voice when he sang, using a clear voice that was somewhere between a teenager and a young adult to interpret the song. He steadily hit the high notes in the chorus, and the vibrato at the end of the note was controlled to the perfect degree.

The system's professional-level singing skills, combined with a perfect voice, resulted in a truly explosive effect.

He exported the video and posted it directly on Weibo.

With text:

[Please review and critique, Professor Yan @Yan Dahai]

boom--!

Within minutes of the video being posted, the comment section exploded.

After Yan Dahai posted that Weibo, everyone was waiting to see how Ji Bai would respond.

How long has it been?

From Ji Baifa's post "Do you have any unreleased songs?" to now, it's only been about ten minutes, and he actually wrote a song?

Everyone clicked on the video with the mindset of watching a spectacle.

The boy in the picture is sitting at the dining table, holding a worn-out wooden guitar, with the warm yellow light of the table lamp falling on his profile.

There was no professional equipment, no elaborate arrangement, just clean guitar chords and his clear yet powerful voice.

The verses are gentle and soothing, like an evening breeze turning the pages of an old book.

When the chorus reaches the line "I once turned my youth into her, and I once played the summer with my fingertips," the high note is surprisingly steady, and the vibrato is wrapped with a youthful clarity that sends shivers down your spine.

The final soft murmur was gentle, its lingering charm echoing in the ears for a long time.

Countless people held up their phones, listened to the first time, and subconsciously clicked to replay.

A passerby who clicked in with a casual, gossipy attitude immediately sat up straight when they heard the chorus, getting goosebumps all over their arm.

The high school student who was scrolling through his phone stopped swiping as the phrase "When I first encountered this world, I was captivated by everything" came to mind, instantly reminding him of the days and nights he spent buried in studying.

As a worker leans against a subway seat late at night after working overtime, he hears the line, "I was once unable to extricate myself from the vastness of the world, and also indulged in my dreams within it," and his nose suddenly stings with tears. He suddenly remembers himself when he first graduated and ventured into the world with a heart full of enthusiasm.

Even the most discerning musicians in the industry, after listening to the song once with headphones, went back and listened to the chorus again, and only after a long pause did they utter a single sentence:

"That voice, those lyrics and music, it's a complete game-changer."

Everyone thought it sounded good.

It's not the kind of catchy, brainwashing kind of "viral hit song," but rather a song with an ear-catching melody, touching lyrics, and excellent vocals—it's flawless from beginning to end.

Those in the know were so astonished they were speechless.

Putting aside the fact that the lyrics and music are of the highest quality, the singing skills alone—stable breath control, strong empathy, and smooth transitions between high and low notes—make it believable that she is a top-tier professional singer.

In ten minutes, the number of views exceeded one million.

Within half an hour, it soared to second place on the trending topics list, with the hashtag #JiBaiQiFengLe# followed by the hottest "hot" word.

The comment section exploded, with messages flooding in at breakneck speed:

"Ahhh, I cried while listening to this! What an amazing song!"

"I'm pregnant! Ji Shen, you have to take responsibility!"

"Hey upstairs, you're not going to say you and Ji Bai grew a piece of earwax together, are you?"

"It sounds so good!"

"I originally came here to criticize plagiarism, but after listening to this, I ended up listening to it on repeat... My face hurts, but the song is really good."

"With that kind of singing ability, she could easily dominate half the music industry right from her debut, okay?"

"Help, I've listened to this on repeat for the third time! This guitar playing is absolutely amazing, his voice is beautiful, he's handsome, and he's smart too. What door did God close for him?"

"Close the window of morality, otherwise how can we slap Yan Dahai's face so hard? (doge)"

……

In an old Western-style house in Beijing, Yan Dahai sat at a mahogany desk, staring at a video on his phone until his fingers were stiff.

After the song ended, the certainty on his face vanished completely, leaving only stiffness and regret.

He really didn't expect that this young man could actually produce another song of the same caliber.

With complete lyrics and music, a catchy melody, and full of meaning and empathy, it would be a chart-topping hit even in the golden age of Chinese pop music, let alone today.

His heart skipped a beat, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

sorry.

I really regret taking on this hot potato.

He spent his entire life in the music industry, working his way up to a legendary status, and what he valued most in his later years was his integrity.

I thought it was just a small favor, bullying a high school student with no connections. It was a messy situation that no one could explain, so I could repay the favor without any risk.

But now, this boy is completely unpredictable.

He doesn't bother with drafts or timestamps; he directly proves in the most domineering way: if I can write one, I can write a second!

If this goes on and things escalate, and it's revealed that he deliberately staged the accident, then all the reputation he's built up over half a lifetime will be ruined.

But he had already boarded the ship.

He couldn't leave without repaying the favor he'd received; he'd already made his point, and admitting his mistake now would just be a slap in his own face.

Yan Dahai rubbed his throbbing temples and let out a long sigh.

difficult.

dilemma.

Just then, my phone rang, and the words "Su Wan" appeared on the screen.

He forced a smile, but still answered the phone: "Hello, Miss Su."

"Teacher Yan, you don't need to be nervous or afraid."

Su Wan's voice sounded calm, but her knuckles gripping the phone had already turned white.

She never expected that Ji Bai would not only actually produce a second song, but also do so quickly.

To produce a finished product, including arrangement and vocals, in just ten minutes is something that ordinary people simply cannot do.

But she was not reconciled.

She didn't believe Ji Bai could produce a third or fourth song.

This kind of hit song can't be something you'd find everywhere.

"Teacher Yan, you just need to insist that this song doesn't reach the level of a timeless classic."

"But……"

Yan Dahai frowned, his tone full of difficulty.

"The song's quality speaks for itself; anyone in the industry can tell. If I insist it's not good, it'll just make me seem petty..."

"No buts!" Su Wan said coldly.

"Whether music is good or bad is subjective. You are a leading figure in the industry. If you say it's not good enough, then no one else dares to say it is."

"I don't believe Ji Bai can still produce any classic songs!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"If we stick to our guns, nobody can do anything about it!"

"Teacher Yan, there's no turning back for us!"