Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

00:05 AM.

Luo Qianyu sat on the large bed in her studio apartment.

The last chorus of "Our Love" was playing in my headphones.

The woman's high notes pierced through all the accompaniment.

The sound directly exceeded her hearing limits.

She was in a state of extreme excitement.

This song is amazing.

The arrangement, the singing, the emotional outburst.

It's like a game-changer.

She rewound the progress bar to the beginning and listened to it again.

After listening to it three times, she finally remembered that she still had important things to do.

She opened WeChat and found the blank profile picture.

Little Fish: "Are you there? Are you there? Are you there?!"

Little Fish: "Are you asleep?"

Little Fish: "Will Yang Guo's hand be able to be reattached?!"

Little Fish: "Stop pretending to be dead, I know you're definitely up all night writing!"

The basement of the old city of Jiangcheng.

Xu Qing was sitting at her computer desk.

He was holding a bowl of freshly made pickled cabbage noodles.

Steaming hot.

The phone was vibrating wildly on the table.

Xu Qing picked up her phone and glanced at it.

All the messages were from that reader named "Little Fish".

"Aren't you sleeping at this hour? Aren't you going to school tomorrow?"

Little Fish: "What's the point of going to school? I graduated long ago!"

Little Fish: "Tell me quickly, where did Yang Guo go after he lost his arm?"

Little Fish: "If he really becomes crippled, will Little Dragon Girl still want him?"

"Imperfection is also a kind of beauty."

"They were destined to go through hardships."

Little Fish: "How can you be so heartless!"

Little Fish: "Can't you write something sweet like romance?"

.:"cannot."

"Tragedy is eternal."

Luo Qianyu was so angry that she rolled around on the bed.

This guy always manages to choke people with his words.

However, she was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with this idiot.

She directly shared the Penguin Music link.

Little Fish: [Link: "Our Love" - ​​Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze]

Little Fish: "Listen to this!"

Little Fish: "This is true art!"

Little Fish: "Look at other people, they're also named Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze, how come there's such a big difference?"

Xu Qing looked at the link on the screen.

His lips twitched slightly.

He clicked on the link and glanced at it.

It really is the song he just posted.

"You're listening to this in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Little Fish: "What do you mean by 'listen to this'!"

Little Fish: "This song is super popular all over the internet right now!"

Little Fish: "Do you know how powerful this Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze are?"

Little Fish: "All the songs he writes are divine!"

Little Fish: "And he never shows his face, he's definitely a mysterious and amazing uncle with a story to tell!"

A magical uncle?

Xu Qing touched the beard on his chin.

He was only twenty-four years old.

The title "Immortal Uncle" is really a bit outrageous.

"Do you know him?"

Little Fish: "I don't know him, but I understand him!"

Little Fish: "The emotions in this song are so rich."

Little Fish: "Especially the female harmonies, they were absolutely amazing!"

Little Fish: "You should listen carefully and learn how others express their feelings."

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow.

He picked up a mouthful of instant noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I've heard it."

"This song is just so-so."

"Especially that female voice, it sounded a bit fake."

The message was sent.

There was a full minute of silence on WeChat.

Luo Qianyu stared at the words on the screen.

She felt her blood pressure skyrocket.

So-so?

Is the female voice fake?

Does this guy even understand music?!

Little Fish: "You don't know anything!"

Little Fish: "You're someone who failed at writing online novels and got your account banned, what right do you have to judge others!"

Little Fish: "That's god-level singing ability!"

Little Fish: "Do you know how smooth the transition between that woman's true and falsetto voice was?"

Little Fish: "Do you know how difficult it is to sing that ethereal quality?"

Little Fish: "You're just jealous!"

Little Fish: "I'm jealous that someone shares the same name as you, yet is a million times more successful!"

Xu Qing looked at the dense messages on the screen.

He slowly took a sip of the noodle soup.

"I'm not jealous."

"I'm just stating the facts."

"That female voice was definitely fake."

Xu Qing was telling the absolute truth.

The female voice was actually sung by him using the system's experience card, mimicking his own voice.

How could it not be fake?

But in Luo Qianyu's view, this was nothing but stubbornness and slander.

Little Fish: "You've gone too far!"

Little Fish: "You're the kind of person who can't stand seeing others do well!"

Little Fish: "You're not even worthy to carry their shoes!"

Little Fish: "You deserve to have your account banned!"

Little Fish: "You'll spend your whole life eating instant noodles in a basement!"

Luo Qianyu's fingers flew across the keyboard.

She used every word she could think of to hurl insults.

Xu Qing looked at these words.

Not angry at all.

He even thought the little girl was quite energetic.

"I did eat instant noodles in the basement."

"It's pickled cabbage flavored."

"Would you like a bite?"

Luo Qianyu saw this reply.

He was completely stunned.

She was cursing so harshly just now.

The other party didn't say a word in response.

They even asked her if she wanted instant noodles.

Luo Qianyu's anger suddenly subsided by more than half.

She suddenly realized what she had just said.

"You deserve to have your account banned."

"You'll spend your whole life eating instant noodles in a basement."

These words are so hurtful.

She knew the other person was a penniless, struggling writer.

To save a few dozen yuan in handling fees, even the number of slots was sold out.

I just returned 150 yuan to her.

This person's life is already miserable enough.

How could she use someone else's sore spot to hurt them?

Luo Qianyu scratched her hair in frustration.

She's such a pig-brain.

Even if the other party doesn't understand music, even if the other party is stubborn.

She shouldn't have used another successful person to put him down.

This is so hurtful to my self-esteem.

Little Fish: "I'm sorry."

Little Fish: "I was so excited just now."

Little Fish: "I shouldn't have said that to you."

Little Fish: "Actually, your novels are also very good."

Little Fish: "Don't take my words to heart."

Xu Qing finished the last mouthful of noodle soup.

He pulled out a cheap piece of toilet paper and wiped his mouth.

"I didn't take it to heart."

Little Fish: "I really know I was wrong."

Little Fish: "I shouldn't have compared you to the bright moon and gentle breeze."

Little Fish: "Everyone has their own strengths."

Little Fish: "You may not understand music, but you write great stories."

Little Fish: "Please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Xu Qing looked at the screen and carefully apologized.

He thought the girl was quite interesting.

One second they were baring their teeth and brandishing their claws.

The next second, she started apologizing, looking wronged.

"I'm not angry."

"What adult would argue with a child?"

Luo Qianyu saw this message.

I was both angry and amused.

Little Fish: "I already told you I'm not a child!"

Little Fish: "I'm already eighteen years old!"

"Eighteen years old is still a child."

"Go to bed early."

"You still need to grow taller tomorrow."

Little Fish: "You're the one who's still growing!"

Little Fish: "Your whole family is growing!"

Luo Qianyu angrily threw her phone aside.

She pulled the blanket over her head.

But after a while...

She peeked out again and picked up her phone.

Little Fish: "Is Yang Guo's hand really beyond repair?"

"It's not working."

Little Fish: "Then can you be nicer to him?"

"It depends on my mood."

Little Fish: "You're absolutely despicable!"

late at night.

Luo Qianyu was eating the last bite of instant noodles in her studio apartment.

She stared at the blank WeChat profile picture on her phone screen.

This person is incredibly boring.

Little Fish: "Your profile picture is really ugly."

Little Fish: "It's just a blank slate."

Little Fish: "He looks like a seventy-year-old man, completely lifeless."

In the basement of the old city of Jiangcheng.

Xu Qinggang finished drinking the soup from the pickled cabbage noodles.

He watched the messages popping up on the screen.

This woman is really bored.

Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, I'm here commenting on other people's profile pictures.

.:"none of your business."

Little Fish: "I'm your number one fan!"

Little Fish: "Although I only tipped 150 yuan."

Little Fish: "But I have the right to demand that the author maintain a good mental state."

Xu Qing was extremely annoyed.

He picked up the broken phone with three corners of its screen cracked.

I turned around and took a picture of the corner of the basement wall.

There is a broken stone there that leaks water all year round and is covered with moss.

Click.

Upload.

Change your profile picture.

"Now there's hope."

Luo Qianyu clicked on the new profile picture while lying in bed.

Let's zoom in.

A lush green blob.

She was laughing so hard she was rolling around on the bed.

"Does this person have a serious illness?"

"Who would use a hairy rock as their profile picture?!"

She laughed until tears streamed down her face.

He turned around and opened his phone's photo album.

I found a picture of Patrick Star from SpongeBob SquarePants.

Click to change.

Then he sent a message to Xu Qing.

Little Fish: "Watch this!"

Xu Qing looked at the pink starfish on the screen.

He typed a symbol and sent it.

。: "?"

Little Fish: "Patrick Star? Never seen him before?"

"How old are you exactly this year?"

Little Fish: "Eighteen!"

"His IQ is stuck at eight years old."

Little Fish: "What do you know? This is called having a childlike heart."

Little Fish: "It's still better than your moldy stone."

"This is moss, not mold."

"It represents tenacious vitality."

Little Fish: "You're kidding me."

Little Fish: "You're just too lazy to find pictures."

Luo Qianyu pushed the empty instant noodle bowl aside.

My stomach is finally not so hungry anymore.

Little Fish: "Seriously, let's get serious."

Little Fish: "Since you're no longer writing 'The Return of the Condor Heroes,' are you planning to start a new book?"

"It's already open."

Little Fish: "So fast?"

Little Fish: "Which website? What's it called?"

Little Fish: "I'll go support you."

Xu Qing thought about the group of hardcore angst lovers on the Endless Literature Network.

.:"No."

"It's not suitable for you to watch."

Little Fish: "Who do you think you are?"

Little Fish: "What storms haven't I weathered?"

Little Fish: "I'm an iron warrior who can even tolerate your kind of incomplete chapters."