179: Chapter 179 So many people want to acknowledge this father, but none have the connections!

"Is he crazy?"

"Singing a new song at such a large-scale gala?"

"He's digging his own grave!"

"He lived off luck for a while, and now he doesn't even see himself as human anymore?"

The internet celebrities found it hard to believe.

Douyin is a platform where content is king, or rather, where the algorithm is king.

The influencers present were invited to perform on stage because they had a piece of work that had recently gone viral on Douyin.

Perhaps this song wasn't their personal favorite, but it was the one the audience was most satisfied with.

Therefore, to cater to the market, they could only sing that specific song.

For these influencers, the program crew had really invited the song, not the singer.

And the influencers were more than willing to sing their famous works.

At a super-traffic hub with over a million online viewers and tens of millions of views throughout the night.

Who wouldn't want to use a song already proven by the market to win over more fans?

Singing a new song was playing with fire!

Song Ying had already finished her performance.

Listening to their mockery of Qin Xun, she gritted her teeth in anger, preparing to let loose on them once Qin Xun finished singing.

...

In a private lounge backstage at the broadcasting hall.

A powerhouse singer stood up in anger upon learning from her assistant that "Chengdu" was a new song.

"Why?"

"On what grounds?"

"Why can an obscure little influencer sing a new song?"

"When I proposed singing a new song, the director rejected me?"

Her name was Ye Lan, a popular singer-actress who had been very successful over the last two years.

Unlike the influencers, as established stars, they very much wanted to perform their new songs on big stages.

A big stage inherently brought massive traffic; singing a new song there could save a fortune in promotional costs.

At this moment, her assistant said weakly.

"Sister Ye, this Qin Xun is very famous in the influencer world."

Ye Lan glanced at her assistant but said nothing.

She turned her head back to the TV screen and took a deep breath, waiting for Qin Xun to appear.

She wanted to see exactly who this person was.

"There are only three scenarios where an influencer can sing a new song on a stage like this."

"First, a powerful background."

"Second, a powerful song."

"Third, both the background and the song are powerful!"

Assistant: "..."

Sister!

The company built your persona as an intellectual and cultured artist; you need to watch your words!

...

The lights in the broadcasting hall dimmed.

A spotlight hit the stage, revealing a young man in a white shirt and jeans, holding a guitar.

Qin Xun slowly opened his eyes.

A burst of cheers erupted from the audience, interspersed with high-pitched cries of "Qin Xun!" and "I love you!"

The bullet comments on Douyin were scrolling rapidly.

[The internet's number one affectionate man has appeared!]

[Is it too late for me to order a Four Seasons Spring tea with milk foam now?]

[Wow! His looks can actually withstand the test of a high-definition close-up camera.]

[What a melancholy vibe! This Auntie's heart... it hurts!]

[I was wondering where my boyfriend went, turns out he ran into the TV!]

...

Chengdu, The Little Tavern.

Mi Xier and An Ke were sharing a phone to watch the livestream. Seeing so many frivolous comments popping up, they swiped left to clear the screen.

Out of sight, out of mind.

...

On stage.

Qin Xun strummed the strings, and a melodious, lingering tune rang out, carrying a hint of faint sorrow.

The venue immediately fell silent.

It was as if Qin Xun wasn't strumming guitar strings, but their heartstrings.

Just as everyone was immersed in the sound of the guitar.

Qin Xun's deep, magnetic voice rang out.

"What makes my tears fall, isn't just last night's wine."

"What makes me reluctant to leave, isn't just your tenderness."

"How much longer is the road ahead? You're clutching my hand."

...

Bursts of applause and cheers erupted from the crowd, only to subside quickly.

It seemed they were afraid of breaking the atmosphere of the song.

As the soothing song flowed from Qin Xun's mouth like a stream, the audience was drawn in.

They grew quieter and quieter, raising their glow sticks and waving them gently.

"Parting is always in September; memories are the sorrow of longing."

"The lush green weeping willows of late autumn kiss my forehead."

"In that rainy little city, I have never forgotten you."

"Chengdu, the only thing I can't take away is you."

...

Backstage.

In the private lounge.

Ye Lan watched Qin Xun quietly playing and singing on the TV and revealed a smile.

"Who would have thought, he's actually a poet."

In the large waiting hall.

The influencers looked up at the TV screen, their mouths shut, no longer having the courage to mock him.

They might have relied on luck and a chance opportunity to become famous.

But someone like Qin Xun, no matter how many opportunities he missed, would definitely become famous.

This strength was just too damn solid!

Song Ying looked at the quieted waiting hall but didn't let them off, shouting out.

"Why did you stop barking like dogs?"

"I said my brother is your foster father, and you weren't happy about it?"

"So many people want to claim him as their daddy, but they don't even have the chance!"

Everyone: "..."

Forget it!

Too lazy to argue!

Pointless!

...

Folk songs emphasize being plain and soothing, and then striking like thunder in the silence, giving people a deep shock.

Just as a faint sadness brewed in everyone's hearts with nowhere to be released, making them feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Qin Xun raised his pitch.

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu"

"Until all the lights go out, we won't stop"

"You will hold my sleeve"

"I will put my hands in my pockets"

"Walking to the end of Yulin Road"

"Sitting at the entrance of The Little Tavern"

...

The sorrow accumulated in the audience's hearts seemed to find an outlet, flowing into the night with Qin Xun's song.

They immediately felt much better.

It was a feeling of being sorrowful but not broken.

The song entered an instrumental bridge as Qin Xun played the guitar.

Backstage.

Ye Lan walked to the TV, staring at Qin Xun, and said.

"Sister Wang, go wait at the stage entrance immediately. As soon as he steps off, invite him to dinner tonight."

"Book the best restaurant nearby."

"The environment must be quiet and elegant."

"I want to ask him for a song."

...

In the large waiting hall.

Song Ying looked at Qin Xun on the TV, her face covered in tears.

"Brother, just how much suffering have you been through?"

...

Chengdu.

Behind the bar of The Little Tavern.

Mi Xier covered her mouth and sobbed, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She had heard Xia Ning say that Douyin Wonder Night had invited Qin Xun to sing, and Qin Xun had refused without a hint of hesitation.

She had felt bad for Qin Xun and asked Xia Ning to persuade him.

"Don't give up on a stage that could change the trajectory of your life."

She hadn't expected it.

In the end, what Qin Xun changed by stepping onto that stage was her life's trajectory.

An Ke listened to the song, her eyes slightly red, a smile appearing on her face.

This song... was written for me, wasn't it?

Qin Xun, I heard it, and I love it.

...

"You will hold my sleeve, I will put my hands in my pockets"

"Walking to the end of Yulin Road, passing by the entrance of The Little Tavern"

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, until all the lights go out, we won't stop"

...

The song ended.

Both online and offline audiences were in an uproar!

Outside The Little Tavern.

The sound of many footsteps seemed to ring out.

Mi Xier and An Ke looked at each other, their expressions changing slightly.

Work's coming?

A lot of work's coming!