Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Cai Xiaofei checked his phone repeatedly, "Boss, it turns out they're all Teacher Pei."

Cai Xiaofei likes Fan Jiaqi as a person and likes the songs she sings.

But I've never paid attention to who wrote the lyrics and composed the music.

Qi Tongwei shook his head. "Xiao Fei, you only know one side of the story, not the other."

You only see Fan Jiaqi's fame and high online traffic, but do you know what made her so popular?

Cai Xiaofei was taken aback. "Boss, isn't it because Teacher Fan's singing skills are exceptional?"

Liu Lei refrained from interjecting, "Brother Fei, there are plenty of singers with good vocal skills. It's the works themselves, especially original works, that truly matter."

Take Zhou Moulun and Fang Moushan, for example.

After retiring from the military, Liu Lei occasionally does live streams and sings songs.

They know exactly what's going on here. Millions of online celebrities don't have their own original works; they all just cover other people's songs.

If singing is banned, viewership will plummet and the value will be greatly reduced.

Singing skills are fundamental, but breaking out of the circle relies on both existing works and personal connections.

Fan Jiaqi's internet sensation, appearances on major galas, and legendary status in the vocal music scene—all of her representative works, lyrics and music, are exclusively composed by Pei Xiaotong.

Cai Xiaofei suddenly realized, "So that's how it is! No wonder Fan Jiaqi is so famous, yet she still wants to become a teacher at Han University."

Based on her current commercial value, she's probably already set for life.

There's absolutely no need for someone to be a teacher.

For an average person, it would take many years of hard work to put on a commercial performance or a concert.

It's obvious that he's following his mentor.

Wherever Pei Xiaotong goes, Fan Jiaqi goes too.

Qi Tongwei nodded slightly; outsiders watched the spectacle unfold.

Only a few people know the inside story.

Leaning back in the soft back seat, I slowly closed my eyes.

A scene from many years ago instantly flashed through my mind.

At that time.

Qi Tongwei and Pei Xiaotong had been married for only two years.

At that time, Pei Xiaotong was young and beautiful, with a unique voice and singing skills that surpassed most artists in the industry. She often performed on stage and accumulated a large number of loyal fans. Her popularity soared, and she was on the verge of becoming an overnight sensation or even breaking out of the mainstream.

However, the entertainment industry was chaotic and rife with all sorts of people during those years.

Just then, a heinous case broke out in a neighboring province where a popular female singer was murdered late at night, shocking the entire nation.

For a time, many people felt that it was too risky for female celebrities to appear in public, and that their fortunes were unpredictable.

At that time, Pei Xiaotong's father, Pei Yihong, was the Secretary of the Hanjiang Provincial Party Committee.

Having spent his entire life in officialdom, he believed most in an old saying: "People are afraid of becoming famous, just as pigs are afraid of getting fat; a tall tree catches the wind and will surely suffer."

As his daughter Pei Xiaotong's fame grew, Pei Yihong's concerns also deepened.

Pei Xiaotong's mother, Zheng Qiuxia, was an economics professor at Hanjiang University at the time.

In her eyes, teaching at a university is a stable and respectable job, while singing on stage is considered showing one's face in public. She opposes her daughter pursuing fame and fortune on stage.

one night.

Pei Yihong sat upright on the sofa, his expression serious. "Xiaotong, listen to your father's advice and restrain yourself a bit."

Your status is different now; you're a university teacher within the system, and more importantly, a family member of a provincial party committee member at the ministerial level. Your frequent appearances on stage to sing are too conspicuous.

Zheng Qiuxia sat to the side and softly echoed, "Xiaotong, your dad is right. The news about the female singer's incident has been making headlines recently. People's hearts are complicated, and the world is a dangerous place."

Fame is fleeting; a peaceful and stable life is what truly matters.

If the person is gone, what's the point of having those empty titles?

Mom is doing this for your safety, not for anything else.

Look, Tongwei is also in the early stages of his career right now. It hasn't been easy for either of you.

Pei Xiaotong's fingertips curled slightly.

I'm a little unconvinced.

She loves the stage and music; singing is a passion ingrained in her very being.

But she couldn't ignore her parents' concerns.

Torn between his beloved dreams and the safety of his loved ones, he was caught in a dilemma.

Back home, Pei Xiaotong pondered for a long time before leaning on Qi Tongwei's shoulder. "Tongwei, my parents don't want me to sing anymore. I feel so wronged."

What do you think?

Qi Tongwei stroked Pei Xiaotong's long hair. "Xiaotong, I know you like to sing."

You can keep singing as long as you like it.

Don't care what others think.

Parents' opinions are for reference only.

Pei Xiaotong looked at the ceiling, then at the man's handsome face. "Tongwei, my parents are strongly against it. Today, when I took the child out, I could clearly feel paparazzi following and taking pictures."

His eyes were filled with resentment.

I really love music, but I'm a bit confused right now and don't know if I should keep going.

Family on the left, career on the right.

I want them all.

Qi Tongwei spoke slowly, hitting the nail on the head: "Wife, have you ever thought about a different approach? Singing for thousands on stage is fraught with risks. Writing songs for others to sing behind the scenes is a safe and comfortable life."

Pei Xiaotong gently shook her head, "Honey, the royalties for songs on the market are too low, most of them are dirt cheap."

I don't want my painstakingly crafted work to be sung cheaply or even freeloaded, wasting my hard work.

Qi Tongwei touched Pei Xiaotong's face and said, "Wife, let's just authorize the performance, not sell the copyright."

You are a teacher at a music academy, so you have access to teaching resources.

Instead of standing in the spotlight and showing off, it's better to dedicate oneself to teaching and nurturing one's students.

They may enjoy fleeting glory on stage, but behind the scenes they nurture countless students.

The sense of accomplishment from having students all over the world is far more reliable than fleeting stage popularity.

Pei Xiaotong leaned against Qi Tongwei's shoulder, nuzzling him, feeling a sense of security.

A few seconds later, she blinked, kissed Qi Tongwei, and said, "Honey, I'll listen to you, it's settled then."

I will focus on teaching, dedicating myself to songwriting, composing, and educating students.

From now on, the stage will be for the students; I will only sing for you.

A single word can determine one's entire life.

For so many years, Pei Xiaotong has always kept her promise to Qi Tongwei and has never changed it.

She never gave up on music, dedicating herself to songwriting for many years while gradually stepping away from the stage.

Apart from performances organized by the music academy for military personnel, she rarely sings in public.

All the noise and extravagance have been discarded.

Fan Jiaqi is a graduate student personally mentored by Pei Xiaotong, and is also one of her proud students.

Pei Xiaotong arranged for her to stay at the university to teach and for her to be transferred to Handong University.

Fan Jiaqi's representative works were all written, composed, and arranged by Pei Xiaotong.

The car was parked on the campus of Handong University.

Qi Tongwei got out of the car and, instead of going to the music academy, headed towards the teaching building where the law school was located.

Decades have passed in the blink of an eye.

The former Department of Political Science and Law has long since been expanded and upgraded to the Law School of Handong University, with its magnificent architecture.

The honor wall in the lobby displays photos of outstanding alumni.

A host of familiar faces, including Gao Yuliang, Qi Tongwei, Chen Shan, Chen Hai, and Chen Qingquan, are on the list.

It is obvious that Qi Tongwei is a newly replaced one.

Several law students passing by recognized Qi Tongwei at a glance.

A bold boy strode forward, somewhat excited.

"Hi, senior! I didn't expect to run into you at school. Can we take a picture together?"

Qi Tongwei nodded slightly, his demeanor casual and without the slightest air of a high-ranking official.

"no problem."