Blossom Entertainment.
Li Yunchuan recently released a new song and entered a short rest period.
He had nothing to do these days, but he still came to the company.
He wasn't worried about the ranking of his new song at all.
His opponents were still far behind him.
No, they shouldn't be called opponents, they should be called minnows.
I, Li Yunchuan, am clearly here to catch fish.
His agent, Shen Ling, pushed the door open.
"Sister Ling, how are the arrangements for the celebration banquet?"
Li Yunchuan drank his coffee, feeling triumphant.
Shen Ling nodded and said, "The hotel has been booked. I plan to take advantage of the celebration banquet to hold a fan meeting for you."
Li Yunchuan said, "Okay, it's time to maintain some emotional connection with the fans."
That's right, Li Yunchuan was determined to win this time.
A few days ago, he had already asked his agent to start planning the celebration banquet for the Champion of the Confession Season.
"There isn't a single worthy opponent. The feeling of being invincible is a bit lonely." He took a deep breath, a smile on his face, looking at the ranking on the computer screen.
Ding.
Suddenly, his phone chimed.
"Is someone in the group praising me again?"
Li Yunchuan shook his head smugly, then opened the group chat.
"@Li Yunchuan, a friendly reminder, listen to the song ranked tenth."
Zhao Zhicheng, who hadn't appeared in the group for days, actually sent a message.
This made Li Yunchuan very surprised.
A friendly reminder?
I, Li Yunchuan, am already standing at the peak. Why would I need to listen to a song by someone ranked tenth?
How ridiculous.
At this moment, Zhao Zhicheng's message caused some people in the group to start chiming in.
"Holy cow, Brother Cheng, I thought you wouldn't check the group anymore."
"Zhao Zhicheng has a good mentality, daring to come to the group."
"What does he mean by that? Whose song is ranked tenth?"
"I just checked, it seems to be called Gong Ju Ren."
"Never heard of this person."
"The one above, the tenth ranked song is by an artist from our Xinghui."
"An artist from Xinghui?"
"That's right, check out who wrote the lyrics and music."
"Damn it! Ting Yu???"
"He wrote another song?"
"I'm going to listen right away!"
After the explanation from someone at Xinghui, everyone in the group finally knew that the tenth ranked song was a new song by Ting Yu.
"What?"
Li Yunchuan almost jumped out of his chair clutching his phone.
This song, with its seemingly ordinary title "What If Not," was written by Ting Yu?
Didn't he just release "Later"?
Why does he have another song?
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Li Yunchuan's heart, and he quickly suppressed it.
"Yunchuan, what's wrong?" His agent, Shen Ling, startled by him, quickly asked.
"So what if Ting Yu is back? I don't believe you can compare to Mr. Qi Lei!" Li Yunchuan didn't answer his agent.
He grumbled and clicked on "What If Not."
The phone immediately played a cheerful intro.
"The intro sounds quite decent."
Li Yunchuan's leg bounced to the rhythm, a flicker of disdain on his face.
"The sky seems to want to rain, I really want to live next door to you..."
When the first verse began, the disdain on Li Yunchuan's face instantly froze.
He clicked the play button to pause the song, then turned on the Bluetooth speaker and connected to Bluetooth.
Then, with slightly trembling fingers, he clicked the play button.
"Singing this song for you, it doesn't have any particular style, it just represents, I want to bring you happiness..."
The sound quality of Li Yunchuan's speaker was very good.
Whether it was low frequency or mid-high frequency, it could be played clearly.
The layers were distinct, and the vocal reproduction was very realistic.
However, the better the sound quality, the stronger Li Yunchuan's unease became.
"In the late summer and early autumn, there's a hint of warmth, with the colors of the changing season..."
When the last line was sung.
The office was eerily quiet.
Li Yunchuan looked blankly, his mind buzzing, and he could hear his own rapid breathing.
He looked up and met the eyes of his agent, Shen Ling.
They both saw intense astonishment in each other's eyes.
The silent atmosphere didn't last long.
"Hmph, it doesn't sound that great either..."
Li Yunchuan snorted coldly, forcefully suppressing his leg, which was still tapping to the rhythm.
"No... that's right, it's just... average."
Shen Ling managed to utter a few words through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, these lyrics are too direct, they have no depth at all."
Li Yunchuan continued to snort.
"Very superficial!"
Shen Ling's facial muscles were tense.
"Hmph, it can't compare to our songs at all!"
Li Yunchuan continued to snort.
"I... I think so too."
Shen Ling's teeth were grinding.
"Playing with me!!!"
He had broken down.
Li Yunchuan had completely lost his composure.
He threw his phone onto the desk and reached for the coffee to moisten his throat.
The bitter taste on his tongue made him spit it out in one go.
Panting heavily, he stood up abruptly from his chair and walked towards the office door.
"Yunchuan, where are you going?"
Shen Ling quickly chased after him.
"I'm going to smoke a cigarette!"
Li Yunchuan said resentfully and left without looking back.
...
"《What If Not》 Singer: Gong Ju Ren, Lyrics and Music: Ting Yu, Playback Volume: 800,000, Ranked Ninth. @Li Yunchuan"
Zhao Zhicheng took it upon himself to be the announcer.
The notification sound, which once annoyed him greatly, was surprisingly pleasant at this moment.
"Holy cow, that's insane?"
"Wasn't it tenth place two hours ago?"
"That's too exaggerated!"
"I just refreshed, and in the blink of an eye, it's only fifty thousand plays away from eighth place!"
"It's outrageous, if it's this strong, why did it only break into the top ten recently?"
"The one above, let me tell you an inside scoop, for this song 《What If Not》, our Xinghui didn't spend a single cent on promotion. Zhao Yuan's promotion application was rejected by the higher-ups."
"How is that possible?"
"I don't believe it. Zero promotion can't possibly stand out from so many works!"
"Hmph, if you don't believe it, you can come to Xinghui and ask. Since we couldn't get promotional fees this time, our entire songwriting department mobilized and promoted it themselves. Even WeChat moments are forwarding 《What If Not》."
"Holy cow, there's such a thing?"
"Who is this Ting Yu, this great god, who can get your entire songwriting department to help promote him?"
"Him? He just joined the company half a month ago and is now a junior producer at Xinghui."
"Heh, this joke isn't funny at all."
"If a junior producer can write songs like 《Later》 and 《What If Not》, I'll broadcast myself eating five electric fans!"
"That's right, if this Ting Yu is a junior producer, I'll do a backflip and defecate!"
"..."
After the internal staff of Xinghui exposed Su Yu's identity, the group erupted into another uproar.
No one believed that someone who could write songs of such quality would be a junior producer.
Nor did anyone believe that a song that could reach ninth place on the Confession Chart had no promotional fees spent on it.
However, they had no choice but to believe it.
Because such things were not a secret at all.
As long as they inquired, they would learn that what the Xinghui staff said was indeed the truth.
This way, the news that Ting Yu was just a newcomer spread like wildfire.
The internal group used for industry exchange was filled with discussions about Ting Yu.