"Can the streamer let Tingyu show his face in the live room later? I'll send you gifts."
"If you let Tingyu into the live room, I'll send you a rocket!"
"If I can see Tingyu, your live room will definitely explode in popularity."
"I'll try later."
"Holy cow, Tingyu is going to be here today! I'm going to spread the word in the school group chat right away."
Zhou Xiali's expression turned troubled. "It's not certain that we'll see Teacher Tingyu, and as a small streamer, I can't possibly go looking for him."
Indeed, if she were to promote Tingyu's appearance in her live room now, she might even get to exchange a few words with her viewers. It was a foregone conclusion that her live stream's popularity would skyrocket.
Even the platform would push her stream to the homepage.
This was the current influence of Tingyu.
However, Zhou Xiali dared not do such a thing. She knew that if she carelessly exploited Tingyu's fame, she wouldn't be able to stay at Xinghui.
Furthermore, asking her to find Teacher Tingyu was practically suicidal.
He had been magnanimous enough not to hold a grudge for their past interactions, so she should be sensible and not bother him.
...
Makeup room.
Zhao Yuan was wearing a pure white wedding dress today, looking no different from someone in her early twenties.
The makeup artist was meticulously applying makeup to her, with bridesmaid Du Lili sitting beside her.
Due to her reserved personality, Zhao Yuan didn't have many friends.
Du Lili was someone she had gotten along with quite well during school.
Later, as both of them entered the entertainment industry, they maintained contact.
She was considered Zhao Yuan's best friend.
However, Du Lili had a habit of showing off. Zhao Yuan knew she didn't have malicious intent; it was just her personality.
The reason Zhao Yuan could still maintain their friendship was that she didn't care much for such things.
When Du Lili showed off, Zhao Yuan would simply listen, without the inclination to dwell on it.
"Yuan Yuan, you look so beautiful today!" Du Lili played with the bouquet.
"You too," Zhao Yuan glanced at her.
"I heard you invited Tingyu to your wedding?" Du Lili leaned closer to Zhao Yuan and asked in a low voice.
"That's right."
"Then did you ask him to write a song for you? Tingyu is the face of the Chinese music scene right now!"
"No."
"Hey, are you silly? With your relationship, having Tingyu write a song for your wedding would be such a glorious thing. If I were you, I might even ask him to sing a song for me."
"He's my friend."
Zhao Yuan frowned, looked at Du Lili, and her voice turned a little cold.
Seeing this, Du Lili quickly put on a sheepish smile. "Alright, alright, I won't say any more. But when I got married, my husband invited six ace producers to write songs, and even had a king of singers perform. You don't know how impressive that felt."
She knew that when Zhao Yuan made that expression, she was angry.
"Mhm."
Zhao Yuan's dismissive single word.
Instantly extinguished Du Lili's desire to show off.
This was a common occurrence in their interactions. Du Lili wanted to see expressions of envy, but Zhao Yuan had never shown her any, so she quickly lost interest in her boasting.
"It's getting late, the wedding is about to start. Let's go."
Zhao Yuan glanced at the time and rose from her seat.
Du Lili followed suit, helping to hold the train of the wedding dress.
"What a shame, such a great opportunity..." she muttered to herself.
Sensing Zhao Yuan's gaze, she quickly covered her mouth with her free hand and smiled sheepishly at Zhao Yuan.
A Ru, standing nearby, stifled a laugh and took out her phone from her bag.
She sent a message to Su Yu: "Teacher Tingyu, the wedding has started."
Not long after, Su Yu replied with an "ok" gesture.
Only then did A Ru put her phone back into her bag and followed Zhao Yuan and the others out.
...
Although it was called a wedding, most people were there to conduct business and expand their network.
Zhao Yuan didn't want to make it so grand. She felt that a simple lawn, a few friends and family, and some eating and drinking would suffice.
However, in her position, she had little control over such matters.
Attendees included industry peers and celebrities from the entertainment circle.
Even some A-list singers showed up uninvited.
Their purpose was self-evident.
They were hoping to get lucky and encounter Tingyu, perhaps even requesting a song from him.
Although the possibility was slim, it was still worth attending.
Chen Yong had anticipated this situation, so he booked an entire floor of the hotel to ensure guests had a place to sit.
Romantic music filled the air.
The emcee entered the venue.
The ceremony began.
When Chen Yong, dressed in a stylish suit, took the stage, and under the emcee's guidance, the bride Zhao Yuan, in her wedding dress, walked to the other side of the ceremonial platform.
As they gazed at each other affectionately, Zhao Yuan, who was usually reserved, actually had tears welling up in her eyes.
Chen Yong walked towards Zhao Yuan step by step.
As they held hands and walked towards the main stage together.
Zhao Yuan glanced at the seat where Su Yu was supposed to be.
Seeing that it was empty, she couldn't help but be taken aback.
The bridesmaid next to her, Hu Lili, also noticed Su Yu's absence and leaned in to whisper words of comfort, "Maybe he's stuck in traffic."
No matter how much she liked to show off, she wouldn't utter any sarcastic remarks at her best friend's wedding. As a woman, she knew that weddings were one of the most important events in life and should be filled with joy.
However, Zhao Yuan's wedding this time wasn't as extravagant as hers. She'd boast about it after the wedding.
Yes, that was it.
"He wouldn't not come."
Su Yu wasn't here?
The thought flashed through Zhao Yuan's mind for half a second before she dismissed it.
Because Su Yu had promised her, he would definitely come.
He wasn't here now.
And none of the singers were present either.
There could only be one explanation.
"Are Su Yu and the others preparing a performance?" she asked Chen Yong beside her.
Chen Yong raised an eyebrow at her words. "Nothing escapes you. Su Yu said he wanted to surprise you."
"This child..." Zhao Yuan chuckled wryly, glancing at the grand entrance of the hall.
Her tone, however, was filled with relief and happiness.
The two continued their walk towards the main stage.
All the guests were smiling.
Only one person was different.
That was Old Yuan, sitting in the corner, who couldn't hold back any longer.
"My goddess is married, and the groom isn't me. Although I, Old Yuan, am here to celebrate your wedding, it doesn't mean I bless you."
He was sobbing uncontrollably.
Having lived a dissolute life, Zhao Yuan always held a place in his heart.
He came to the company every day just to catch a glimpse of Zhao Yuan. To think that his goddess was now married, Old Yuan's heart ached.
"Old Yuan, it's not that serious, not at all."
"Come, we'll drink with you, drown your sorrows!"
"Old Yuan, you're not short of girlfriends. President Zhao has found her happiness; you should bless her."
Colleagues nearby patted him on the back, trying to comfort him.
"Wuwuwu... You guys don't understand anything. Where is that kid Su Yu? Why hasn't he arrived yet?" Old Yuan wiped his tears and looked at the next table.
That table was specially reserved for Su Yu and his team of singers.
By this time, the wedding had already begun. Not only was Su Yu absent, but none of the singers had shown up either.
"Given President Zhao's relationship with Teacher Tingyu, there's no way he wouldn't participate. Something must have held him up."
"He should be here soon..."
The members of the composition department were also a bit puzzled. Su Yu hadn't appeared yet.