Song Yunxing looked at the eight consecutive related Trending Searches on Weibo, not knowing what to say.
"I actually thought the company had paid to get you a Trending Search. This is insane! The shippers have even plotted out your middle and high school years together!"
Looking at the wildly popular posts, Meng Ruo couldn't decide whether to be happy or worried.
"The company has decided not to respond for now either. We'll follow the show's lead and let your relationship become public naturally."
Song Yunxing nodded and skimmed the posts that had shot onto the Trending Search list.
Although they were all speculation, the broad strokes were surprisingly close to the truth.
He was speechless. Were people online really that good these days?
"You also have an upcoming concert at Tang City's invitation. The company's marketing team has approved the album's theme. Do you have any ideas for the lead single?" Meng Ruo asked, leafing through his schedule.
"Yes, I'll write it as soon as possible." He looked at the trending list covered in red, then switched off the screen. "Give me my schedule for the next few days."
9:30 p.m., local time in a foreign country.
Dressed in an expensive suit, Song Xiuwen took his final bow in the resplendent concert hall.
Thunderous applause rang out. People waited one after another to present bouquets, until he couldn't hold any more in either hand.
With the solo piano recital over, the crowd streamed through the hall.
His old friends stayed behind, teasing him that he hadn't lost his touch and played just as well as he had ten years ago.
Song Xiuwen kissed the gold pocket watch he carried with him and stepped off the stage.
He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and clipped them to his breast