Walking the Path of a Workaholic in Cliché Novels (QT) Chapter 42

“In three days, we were able to complete such a work, which is impeccable in terms of music, lyrics, technique, and the emotion of the song. I give it 4.8 points.” Old Jin held up the sign.

     “4.9.” Old Gao gave a super high score. This is a score close to perfect. No contestant has ever gotten 4.9 in so many periods, which shows that he likes this song.

     “4.9.” The queen also gave a high score, “The future is promising.”

     “4.9.” Uncle He gave his rating.

     “4.9.” The king held up the sign.

     The final score was 4.88, the highest ever for the show.

     “Is this score real?” The host looked at the numbers on the screen and turned to An Yinong excitedly, “The winner of this episode is born!”

     After the studio was quiet for two seconds, a sudden torrent of applause erupted, and the cheering lasted for a long time.

     An Yinong clasped his hands together and bowed to the audience and judges: “Thank you, everyone.” After breaking away from the emotion of the song, he was still that cute young man with a smile. It was hard to imagine that he had such energy in his body to sing a song so powerfully.

     To this day, the hearts of the audience were still pounding. On the Internet, the audience had started to frantically say ‘Ahhhhhh——’

     “I feel very honored to be able to witness the birth of this song, but I have a question. I am really curious.” The host introduced the topic.

     “Actually, many viewers at the scene should have this question, and I also have this question, about the song selection.”

     “Yeah.” An Yinong listened to his question.

     “You originally chose the theme of ‘Poetic Life’ and had already completed it. However, the next day, less than an hour before the theme was finalized, you changed your mind and tore up your previous song. At this time, There’s only one day left before going on stage.”

     Therefore, it actually only took one day for this song to come from scratch to be sung on stage.

     “So, why? What prompted you to make such a decision?” The host extended the microphone to the audience. He was very good at mobilizing the audience’s interest. “Everyone is also curious, right?”

     “Curious!” the audience responded.

     Only Tao Ran in the audience had a different expression. He raised his head suddenly: The next day? Suddenly changed the theme? He didn’t think about it carefully before, but now that he heard this song, he immediately associated his phone call with this incident. So, this song was actually written for him?

     An Yinong avoided Tao Ran’s gaze and said calmly: “I just feel that the previous song was not the most ideal. Since I can do it better, why not give it a try?”

     “You know it’s a risk, why do you do it?”

     An Yinong smiled and nodded: “Not just me, but the judges and teachers in the audience. If they have some inspiration, they have to get up even at three or four o’clock in the evening and write it down. This is not an adventure. I can only say that everyone wants to pursue good work.”

     “It’s an instinct, a singer’s instinct.”

     The judges in the audience smiled and nodded. They were all people who pursued excellence, so they could understand An Yinong’s seemingly crazy decision.

     “What do you think of the effect of this attempt?” The host asked again.

     “Very well, all the viewers can vouch for me.”

     The people in the audience laughed and clapped again. Afterwards, the host asked about the source of inspiration and ideas for writing the song, and An Yinong answered them one by one.

     Finally, as the winner of this year, the program team would provide 1 million public welfare funds to be donated to the “Mountain Village Children’s Reading Club” in the name of An Yinong to purchase books and computers.

     At this point, this episode of the program had come to a successful conclusion. Whether it was the topicality or the quality of the songs, it was very satisfactory. The chief director was laughing so hard when he saw the record-breaking ratings.

     At the end of the show, the guests ran backstage to remove their makeup. An Min apologized to An Yinong with some embarrassment: “I’m sorry, I misunderstood before that you were here for gold plating.” This eldest sister had clear likes and dislikes and was a very forthright person.

     “I really like Sister An’s grunge rock song. If there is a chance, I really want to communicate with her.”

     “Of course,” An Min’s eyes lit up when he mentioned the song, “Call me and let me know when you come.”

     The three resident guests stood with An Yinong. They were still amazed and sincerely accepted the young singer, and invited him  to their private party.

     Zhang Ruojun, who was ignored by others, waited for a while until An Yinong finished speaking to them.

     “Ke Yinong,” Zhang Ruojun stopped him, his eyes were as crazy as a gambler who lost all his fortune, “I haven’t given up yet.”

     An Yinong looked at him quietly: “Is this why you stopped me?”

     “That’s right.”

     The young traffic in front of him reminded An Yinong of the crazy fan who sneaked into his house, intending to dirty and stink the idol, and then possess and control it. Abnormal.

     “I don’t care.” An Yinong looked at him seriously and said the words he least wanted to hear, “I don’t care about anything you have, your people, your thoughts.”

     The capillaries in Zhang Ruojun’s eyes seemed to be broken, and his eyes became blood red: “What did you say?”

     “You are insignificant to me, and everything you have has no meaning to me.” An Yinong smiled: jumping up and down, just for me to look at you? But I won’t look at you, never.

     Seeing Zhang Ruojun being dragged away by his manager, An Yinong sneered and went to change clothes.

     “Host, Zhao Ze’s regret value has just risen to over 80. He must have come to see your performance. Is he sick?” The system trembled angrily.

     An Yinong poked at it: “Isn’t this a good thing for you? Why are you so anxious to like an ant in a hot pot?”

     The system was silent and there were many secret thieves.

     An Yinong ignored it. He had just changed his clothes and saw Tao Ran when he came out. His manager was beside him, holding a tissue in his hand and looking worried.

     “The song is very good.” Tao Ran’s smile breathed life into his skinny body, “Thank you.”

     There were a lot of people backstage, and a few curious staff looked over.

     Tao Ran took a deep breath: “I have decided that I will take good care of my illness. When I recover, do you want to go out together to enjoy the spring?”

     “Next March?”

     “Um.”

     An Yinong slowly lowered his hand and put it on his shoulder: “Okay.”

     Tao Ran only stayed for two minutes before leaving, and An Yinong did not stop him.

     It was very cold outside. Tao Ran sneezed when he went out. The manager quickly took out his coat and put it on him. He said with complicated emotions: “Have you really made up your mind to have surgery?”

     “Yes.” Thinking of that person, Tao Ran’s eyes sparkled, “Now take good care of yourself, see a psychiatrist, and have surgery. I will be able to recover next spring. That’s when the flowers are in full bloom.”

     The agent nodded, feeling a little more relieved. He hoped that Tao Ran would be well, both as an agent and as an individual.

     At the other end, the guests left through the back door, and the assistant and nanny car had been waiting for a long time.

     There were already many fans standing at the back door. An Yinong dragged his suitcase and looked around. He found that Zhang Ruojun had been blocked, so he put on the hat on his coat, put on a scarf, and slipped out through the gap on one side.

     “Ah, it’s Ke Yinong!”

     An Yinong was shocked, was he discovered? He turned his head and found that those who originally surrounded Zhang Ruojun had turned to come over.

     Are there any fans of his in this group of people?

     “Ke Yinong.” The crowd rushed over.

     “Come here.” A strong hand suddenly stretched out from beside him, grabbed his arm and ran away.

     “Eh?!” An Yinong was dragged away for more than ten meters, and the wheels of the suitcase rolled rapidly on the ground, making a gurgling sound. He looked up at the man pulling him away: “Brother Yu?”

     Zhao Ze in the crowd watched him being pulled away, his expression completely mired in darkness.

     The young fans around him were frightened. A few of them hid aside and whispered: “The expression is so scary. He is obviously a good-looking person.”

     Zhao Ze took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and slowly bit it.

     “Ke Yinong.” He muttered these three words, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

     An Yinong and Tang Yu ran to a black car. Tang Yu opened the door and put the person in. He put the suitcase in the trunk and sat in the driver’s seat. The car started and drove out of the lane. An Yinong gasped. He turned his head and saw the people behind him stopping there and waving to them.

     “Those are my fans?”

     “It wasn’t before, but probably is now.” Tang Yu said with a smile in his voice. Looking in the rearview mirror, An Yinong, who had just run for a while, had a flush on his face. He looked healthy and youthful, completely different from his previous singing state.

     The song was nice, but if possible, it was better to smile like this.

     “Brother Yu came here specifically to see me?” An Yinong asked suddenly.

     Tang Yu tightened his fingers on the steering wheel: “Yeah.”

     The car became very quiet, and one could hear the breathing of the two people.

     “How does it feel to listen to the scene?” An Yinong asked again.

     The previous question was avoided. Tang Yu didn’t know whether he should be relieved or regretful. He looked at An Yinong in the rearview mirror: “It sounds great. You can’t feel the atmosphere of the stage watching the video.”

     An Yinong smiled in the rearview mirror, with sugar in his eyes, very sweet, and a gentle expression.

     “By the way, your scarf.” An Yinong thought of this, but the scarf was put in the suitcase. “Sorry, I put it in the suitcase.”

     “It’s okay.” Tang Yu wanted to say that he could just keep it, but he felt too rude and then said, “I’ll take it later. I heard that you haven’t had dinner yet. Do you want to go get something to eat?”

     “I want to eat barbecue.” An Yinong thought for a while.

     “Okay.”

     Tang Yu drove to a famous barbecue restaurant in the city and parked the car in a nearby parking lot. He and An Yinong had to go around a small park to get there.

     “This is right at midnight, so it’s not easy to park nearby.”

     An Yinong wore the hat that came with his coat and a mask, revealing only a pair of black and white eyes: “Have Brother Yu been here many times?”

     Tang Yu smiled and said, “I’ve been here a few times, and I’ve always been alone.”

     “Meow~” A cat suddenly jumped out of the flower bed. It was black and white, with fur that stood on end, and a lion’s face with erect ears. An Yinong’s eyes lit up: “Which family is this escaped princess in distress?”

     The two-toned lion cat glanced at the two of them coldly, swung its fluffy tail, turned around and walked into the flowers, disappearing with the blink of an eye.

     An Yinong was extremely disappointed and stuffed the snacks he took out back into his pocket.

     “Yinong likes cats?” Tang Yu asked, silently keeping the cat’s characteristics in mind.

     An Yinong had already put away the snacks: “I just like to pet cats. If I were to raise them, I wouldn’t have much energy. I like cats that are well taken care of by others. I go there and pet them from time to time.”

     Is that so? This was… not bad.

     The tips of Tang Yu’s ears turned red. He didn’t know what he was thinking. He raised his head and looked at the lit barbecue restaurant: “What kind of cat does Yinong like? A poppet or a Maine Coon?”

     These are long-haired cats, very good-looking, and relatively close to each other.

     “I like the native lion cats. Their long manes are so domineering.”

     A few minutes later, the assistant, who finally got around to a date with his girlfriend, received a message: “Where are the native lion cats? Preferably two-colored.”