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

Xu Qing returned to the basement.

The iron gates in the old town made a screeching sound.

The computer screen was still lit.

The system popped up right on time.

[Host, please keep up the good work.]

[Based on big data analysis, riding the wave of popularity of "Summer's Desire," if you were to start a new book now featuring a triple whammy of car accidents, amnesia, and terminal illness, it would absolutely drive readers to the brink of despair.]

[Your tolerance for torture will definitely be off the charts then.]

Xu Qing threw the tattered jacket on the bed.

"Go to hibernation."

The system went silent.

Xu Qing picked up her phone.

My WeChat screen is filled with messages from that pink starfish.

Little Fish: I'm full, thank you for the fried noodles.

Little Fish: But Sister Hong said she'd stop my work for two weeks.

Little Fish: I'm really going to starve next month.

Little Fish: Could you lend me 500 yuan first? I swear I'll pay you back next month!

Xu Qing looked at the words on the screen.

This world is truly absurd.

He did not reply to the message.

He walked to the computer and sat down.

His slender fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard, opening an audio software.

He doesn't want to write any angst tonight.

He plugged in the old USB drive and found a minimalist demo he had recorded out of boredom.

The song is called "Encounter".

A purely lyrical style.

There are no complicated arrangements, just a simple acoustic guitar as the base.

But the melody of this song is enough to sweep through the entire Chinese music scene.

Xu Qing exported the audio file and logged directly into Xinghuang Entertainment's internal copyright liaison email.

He typed the email subject.

"Encounter" - Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze.

Xu Qing paused for a moment in the remarks section for copyright coordination.

He remembered Luo Qianyu wearing that black tracksuit today, with the zipper pulled up to her chin.

I also remembered how silly she looked eating fried noodles at the street food stall.

Xu Qing typed a line of text on the keyboard.

"The exclusive performance rights for this song are only given to Luo Qianyu, at two million per song."

"If someone else sings it, it'll cost thirty million."

After typing that line, he clicked send.

After closing the webpage, Xu Qing picked up the enamel mug that read "Serve the People".

I took a sip of cool boiled water.

Then I lay down on the hard wooden bed to sleep.

One o'clock in the morning.

Copyright Department of Star Emperor Entertainment.

Several employees on duty were dozing off.

The computer suddenly beeped.

"There is a new email from Mingyue Qingfeng."

An employee wearing glasses suddenly jumped up from his workstation.

"Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze have released a new song!"

The entire copyright department was instantly thrown into chaos.

Everyone gathered around.

"Quickly, open and listen!"

The bespectacled man hurriedly put on his headphones and pressed play.

Three minutes later.

The man with glasses took off his headphones, his face blank.

The people around were extremely anxious.

"So, how is it? Is it a hit like 'Our Love'?"

The bespectacled man swallowed hard.

"This song definitely deserves a Golden Melody Award next year!"

"And this creative speed is just outrageous! They just submitted 'Our Love' two days ago, and now they've released another blockbuster!"

"Just how many hit songs did he store on his computer?!"

The department head immediately came over to look at the email details.

His gaze fell on the two lines of text in the remarks column.

The supervisor gasped.

"Only for Luo Qianyu? Two million per poem?"

Who is Luo Qianyu?

An employee answered.

"It seems to be a nobody working under Wei Hongxia."

"The one who went to the Strawberry Music Festival this afternoon to sing 'Take Me Away' as a substitute singer."

The supervisor immediately took out his phone.

"I can't make this decision on my own; I must report to General Manager Wang immediately!"

Ten minutes later.

Hongjie, who was getting a beauty treatment in her luxury apartment, was awakened by a series of urgent phone calls.

The caller ID showed it was President Wang Jianguo.

Sister Hong quickly answered the phone, speaking very softly.

"Mr. Wang, what can I do for you so late?"

Wang Jianguo's angry roar came from the other end of the phone.

"Wei Hongxia!"

"Are you out of your mind?!"

"You're actually going to keep Luo Qianyu under wraps for two weeks?"

Hongjie was completely bewildered by the scolding.

"Mr. Wang, this girl talked nonsense on stage this afternoon and disobeyed the company's publicity plan."

"I just gave her a little scolding."

"And she also ruined her dinner party tonight."

Wang Jianguo started swearing on the phone.

"Teach you a lesson, my foot!"

"Mingyue Qingfeng just sent a demo of their new song to the copyright department!"

"They specifically named Luo Qianyu in the email, granting her exclusive performance rights!"

"If we change the singer, the price will double to thirty million!"

Do you even know the company's current financial situation?

"You still dare to blacklist a singer that people specifically requested?"

Hongjie was stunned, holding her phone.

She felt the world had gone mad.

The other day, that eccentric homeless man publicly refused to collaborate with any female singers in the company lobby.

Why is someone suddenly releasing a new song in the middle of the night and specifically requesting Luo Qianyu to sing it?

She simply couldn't believe that the lunatic could write songs of this caliber in just a few days.

But this was a call made personally by Wang Jianguo.

Wang Jianguo's roar continued.

"You have half an hour to get this done!"

"No matter what method you use, you have to make Luo Qianyu obediently record this song!"

"If Mingyue Qingfeng falls out with the company because of this, you don't need to come to work tomorrow!"

The call was unilaterally disconnected.

Hongjie's face turned extremely ugly as she listened to the busy tone on her phone.

She turned her head and glanced at herself in the mirror.

His face turned green.

She just threatened yesterday to stop Luo Qianyu's appearances.

They even forced Luo Qianyu to accompany guests at the Royal Dynasty Hotel.

Only a few hours have passed since then.

Luo Qianyu became the most untouchable living ancestor in the entire company.

Sister Hong gritted her teeth and dialed Luo Qianyu's number.

Luo Qianyu was lying on the bed playing mobile games.

I just sent Xu Qing a message asking to borrow money, but that guy just pretended to be dead and didn't reply.

"You stingy person."

Luo Qianyu muttered something.

Suddenly, a call from Sister Hong popped up on my phone screen.

Luo Qianyu's fingers stiffened for a moment.

She was a little reluctant to answer.

"Hey, Sister Hong."

Luo Qianyu's voice was very soft.

Hongjie's extremely enthusiastic laughter came from the other end of the phone.

The laughter gave Luo Qianyu goosebumps all over.

"Little Fish, are you still awake?"

Luo Qianyu was a little confused.

"I was just getting ready to sleep."

Sister Hong cleared her throat.

"That's right, don't take yesterday's matter to heart."

"I was just worried about your future, so I was a little harsh with my words."

Luo Qianyu held her phone, her face full of vigilance.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"Sister Hong, just say what you want to say."

Sister Hong sighed on the other end of the phone, her tone very sincere.

"Little Fish, you really don't know how lucky you are."

"Do you know how much effort I've put into you?"

"I've been running around like crazy these past few days, putting in a tremendous amount of effort, and even using all my connections in the industry."

"I have finally won the favor of Teacher Mingyue Qingfeng."

"He promised to tailor-make a new song just for you!"

Luo Qianyu was stunned.

She blinked.

"You begged for it?"

Thinking that Luo Qianyu didn't believe her, Hongjie quickly continued making things up.

"yes!"

"Teacher Mingyue Qingfeng is such a person, he never takes on private jobs."

"I tried everything to persuade him, and even waited downstairs for three whole days before he agreed to give you a chance."

"He just sent me his new song 'Encounter'."

"Not only that, he also specifically emphasized in the email that this song is only for you to sing."

"Little fish, this is an incredible resource!"

"You need to come to the company recording studio immediately tomorrow morning. Make sure you perform well and don't let your sister down!"