Ye Qinghe was the first to clap behind him, her eyes full of admiration. " Song Shi'an, I think I might need to re-evaluate my understanding of you."
The staff around them, who have been shooting music videos for a long time, have a much higher sensitivity to musical instruments than the average person. They know exactly what level that performance was at; it's not something that can be learned in three to five years.
The expressions on their faces went from shock to doubt and then back to shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
This high-definition video of a breathtaking violin performance by the sea was uploaded to D Station.
Just half an hour ago, leaked photos of Ye Qinghe's new music video shoot were trending on social media, and now the other half of the collaboration has been revealed, adding fuel to the fire.
The video's cover alone is enough to make you want to click in: sunset, waves, a violin, a high nose bridge, and a blurry profile with hair flowing in the wind; you might mistake it for an anime clip.
The comments section went completely on fire.
"Tell me, who is this?! My goodness, it's divine!!!"
"His ear is pregnant; he has to take responsibility!!!!"
"It took me a while to realize that the violin he was holding was from Beierdi's collection! I saw it at the last exhibition! Was it borrowed or bought? That's incredibly extravagant!"
"Pass the word: I need all his information within three minutes, and while you're at it, pack him up and send him to my house!"
"Even someone like me who doesn't understand music can hear a gentle and pleasant feeling... Tears involuntarily streamed down my face..."
"Turns out I'm not the only one who feels this way. I don't understand music, and I'm afraid people will laugh at me if I say it, but it's really comforting!"
"[Image] You mean, this is the one from the slipper-throwing fight a few days ago?"
" An'an! This is a treasure boy! We fans haven't even finished counting all his skills yet!"
"She's back from her archaeological excavation, and she shocked me to death! Not only is she a top student at Jingchen University, but she's also Serenoir's high-end Asian brand ambassador. She's been in the industry for almost a year, and has already appeared in nearly seventy TV dramas and one movie—the kind that's popular both domestically and internationally!"
"Sister, are you even human...? My god, this workaholic Thirteen, is he being forced to do tasks by some system, juggling his studies with acting and endorsements...?"
"Seriously, is this really not dubbed in post-production? It looks a bit fake..."
"The person upstairs who hasn't studied a musical instrument shouldn't speak! I've studied violin for ten years, and let me tell you, the other person's movements and technique are completely fine! You can check my profile to see!"
"I've never followed the entertainment industry. Is what you're saying true? Even Niu Ma would cry if he heard this. I'm not envious at all of him making money..."
As Lin Fan watched Song Shi'an filming, he scrolled through the comments section, a smile creeping onto his face, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. His brother deserved to be known by the whole world!
As Song Shi'an finished filming and walked back, he saw Lin Fan sitting on a folding chair, holding his phone and smiling broadly.
No way, Lin Fan is dating someone behind his back?
He quietly circled behind Lin Fan and slapped him on the shoulder.
Lin Fan was startled, his phone almost flying out of his hand. He frantically locked the screen and stuffed it into his pocket.
Song Shi'an narrowed his eyes; this commotion was definitely not right!
Lin Fan watched his brother approach with a beaming smile, his heart pounding in his chest. He quickly shoved his phone back into his pocket.
He just spent an hour arguing with a bunch of trolls in the comments section, cursing over a dozen haters. Did his brother not see his ID?
Song Shi'an gave a mysterious smile, "I understand, I understand everything, what's there to be embarrassed about?"
Lin Fan scratched his head and tentatively asked, "Brother, you know everything?"
Song Shi'an looked up, his face full of knowing wisdom. "You think you can hide your little tricks from me? Why don't you take a break for a while? You have to give others some time."
Lin Fan felt like the sky was falling when he heard this. What did his brother mean? Was he going to fire him?!
He suddenly stood up and shook his head frantically. "My time belongs to you, brother! Nobody can come! I'm not leaving!"
Song Shi'an was intimidated by his posture and took two steps back, waving his hands. "No, no, don't get agitated, let's pack up and go back."
Song Shi'an was taken back to the villa, and he was shocked as soon as he reached the door.
A dozen or so electric scooters were parked neatly in the yard, all mint green, with red ribbons tied to the handlebars, like a group getting married.
After a long moment of bewilderment, Song Shi'an turned to Lin Fan and pointed at the cars, saying, "What's this? Has our company switched to selling electric cars?"
Lin Fan took out his phone and scrolled through his notes, his expression calm. "Don't panic, these are just gifts from brands trying to ride the wave of popularity. They're saying things like, 'Wishing Teacher Song a worry-free trip,' and suggesting we take turns driving."
Song Shi'an opened his mouth, looking at the sea of green electric scooters, and really wanted to say thank you.
He turned to Lin Fan and asked, "Which one do you think I'd be best suited to drive?"
Without saying a word, Lin Fan pulled out a picture of a sports car worth tens of millions from his album and shoved it in his face. "This one!"
Song Shi'an stumbled; he had indeed overestimated him.
After Lin Fan left, Song Shi'an squatted at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at the electric scooters with a worried expression.
There are too many; we can't stop. If this keeps going, Villa No. 7 could be renamed the "Electric Donkey Parking Lot."
He took out his phone and took pictures of each car, then happily uploaded them to a second-hand website, priced at 500 yuan each, 99% new, all mint green.
"All done!" He clapped his hands, turned around, and went inside to cook himself a deluxe meal.
The braised pork ribs glistened with oil and steamed, the stir-fried vegetables were fresh and green, and a soft-boiled egg was fried. The yolk would run down when you poked it, and it was so delicious when mixed with rice.
Song Shi'an sat down on the sofa with his bowl in his hand, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV to watch some anime.
A message popped up on the screen: Your membership has expired. Please renew your subscription to watch...
Good grief, he paid for a membership, watched for two days, and then it expired a month later!
He put down his bowl, took out his phone, and opened the F4 Group chat. "Does anyone have a TV membership?"
After the message was sent, the group chat was quiet for a while.
Jiang Ye replied instantly, "No, I always use my sister's."
Chi Xun: "I only have Bilibili premium membership."
Pei Zhiyan replied after half a minute, "Send me your phone number and verification code. All members have it."
Song Shi'an scrolled through his contacts and asked guiltily in the group chat, "Um... Old Pei, what's your phone number again?"
Pei Zhiyan: "I sent it last time... 188 xxxx xxxx"
Song Shi'an received the verification code, logged into his membership, and continued watching anime.
After eating, drinking, and taking a shower, I opened the secondhand website on my phone and found it flooded with notifications: all fifteen cars had been sold and were waiting for him to ship them.
He scheduled a pickup, noting in the remarks that it was an oversized item.