Inside a club in Kyoto.
The Shenyin Zhe, who hadn't met up in a while, all made time to come to their base.
They were all successful ace producers, and also producers who had failed on the path to pursuing the God of Music.
An elder surnamed Lu once said: "Failure is not terrible, what's terrible is being unable to extricate oneself from the shadow of failure."
The existence of the Shenyin Zhe, passing down the torch, allowed them to find common ground within the team. That feeling of shared misfortune enabled them to quickly move past their failed music.
Seeing everyone with their eyes closed, having their feet massaged, Qian Qinghua couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What was originally a plan made out of sheer unwillingness to admit defeat to Ting Yu had developed to a point where one room could no longer accommodate them.
Now, the team had expanded to eight people, and their rooms kept getting bigger. They believed that before long, this club would no longer be able to hold them.
However, after discussing it, they decided to chip in and open a larger club themselves.
"Old Qian, have you found a location? Let us know when you need money."
"I've already found a good spot. We'll go take a look together in a few days."
These ace producers, who were usually free, now had so many like-minded friends to soak their feet with, talk about life, and watch Ting Yu's programs. Their lives had become more vibrant.
"Boss, are you opening your own club?" the young lady massaging their feet asked curiously.
These bosses were generous with their money, clearly wealthy. Moreover, the staff were already familiar with them and would miss them if they suddenly stopped coming.
"Can you take us along too?"
"Boss, I've been working for five years, and I'm a top talent in our industry."
"That's right, you guys come for foot massages often and should know our techniques."
Several young ladies began to recommend themselves.
Seeing this, Qian Qinghua glanced at the others and saw them all nod.
He agreed, "Alright, when we open, you can all come to report for duty."
"Thank you, bosses!"
"The bosses are so kind!"
The foot massage attendants thanked them profusely.
Looking at their grateful expressions, the Shenyin Zhe exchanged smiles.
This way, it also saved them the trouble of recruiting staff.
"Qi Rui is a woman, perhaps we should skip her this time?" Qian Qinghua continued.
"I think so too. Even if she joins, she won't be able to mingle with us."
"That's right, it's not appropriate for a young lady to frequent clubs."
They all felt what he said was correct.
Everyone among them had families.
Mingling with women all day would inevitably lead to trouble.
Furthermore, Qi Rui also had a family and was not suitable to be in and out of clubs.
For the comfort of future Shenyin Zhe gatherings, after much discussion, they decided against including women.
...
Su Yu was resting in the lounge, his eyes closed.
Having woken up early and taken a flight, he was feeling rather drowsy.
At that moment, a knock sounded from outside the lounge.
"Please come in," Su Yu said, his brow furrowing slightly.
"Teacher Ting Yu, are you resting?" The person entering was the host of the city competition.
He carried two boxes as he walked in from outside.
"Teacher Lin Han, is something the matter?" Su Yu straightened up, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.
He had encountered Lin Han a few times backstage, and each time, Lin Han had been very enthusiastic towards him.
However, this was the first time someone had come to find him directly.
"Heh heh, it's nothing major. It's just that I recently opened a tea shop and received a new batch of premium Maojian tea. I heard that Teacher Ting Yu has a high level of attainment in tea ceremony, so I brought some over for you to taste and give me your opinion."
Lin Han placed the two boxes in his hands on the coffee table in front of Su Yu, then rubbed his hands sheepishly.
The most fortunate thing in his life was becoming the host of the city competition.
Even more fortunate was that Ting Yu was part of the programs he hosted.
Now, his fanbase among hosts was among the top few.
Moreover, the company had revised his contract to offer the best treatment in the industry.
Not only that, but many large-scale programs had extended invitations to him, asking him to be the host.
And he knew that all of this was thanks to Ting Yu.
He had also made a decision in his heart: from now on, for any program that Ting Yu was involved in, even if it was unpaid, he would strive to get it.
Gaining fame was secondary; the main reason was to repay Ting Yu's kindness.
He was a grateful person. Not only did he decide to follow Ting Yu as a program host, but he also thoughtfully invited Gong Ju Ren, Ting Yu's most favored disciple, to a meal. After some idle chat, he gained some useful knowledge, which led him to open a tea shop.
"I only drink milk tea," Su Yu said, looking up at the beautifully packaged tea in front of him.
"Milk tea is also tea, isn't it? It's all the same. It should be quite good to make milk tea with this Maojian." Lin Han was aware of Su Yu's fondness for milk tea, but it wasn't important.
Milk tea was still tea, just with an added milky flavor.
"I didn't realize Teacher Lin Han also knew how to make milk tea." Su Yu's interest was immediately piqued.
He began to exchange notes on making milk tea with Lin Han.
Lin Han chimed in from time to time.
Inwardly, however, he was ecstatic.
It seemed he needed to properly research how to make milk tea when he got back, so he could have common topics with Teacher Ting Yu.
Yes, he would cancel his upcoming programs.
Then he would hire a milk tea master and study diligently.
After all, Teacher Ting Yu's matters were the most important.
...
This episode of the city competition was arguably the most talked-about.
This was because this competition featured married couples competing against couples.
It was already highly topical and provided a lot of viewing points.
Although many felt that Lin Yan Yu's singing skills couldn't match those of the King of Singers, Zhou Xian.
Everyone was eagerly anticipating what kind of yandere song Ting Yu would write.
"I love yandere the most, especially yandere with twintails."
"Haha, what anime is that?"
"The one above, have you been brainwashed by anime? True yandere is very scary, and yandere in anime are also quite scary."
"Even if it's scary, it's better than being unloved."
"I've been single for thirty years, is there anything scarier than that?"
"It's realistic... what's wrong with having a girl whose eyes are only filled with you?"
"I just like that kind of devoted girl."
The bullet screen was filled with discussions about Ting Yu's choice of theme this time.
However, most of them were people who didn't understand the fundamental nature of yandere.
They fantasized about a girl who centered her world around them, believing yandere meant devotion.
As for those who understood it more deeply, they simply smiled and remained silent.
If one truly understood yandere.
Yandere as a story, being liked by yandere as an accident, and being liked by someone who is liked by yandere as a ghost story.
Many said this, but most didn't know why.
Their impression of yandere was just cute girls shouting "I can't live without you."
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